A poem about sleepless nights in sadness 1. A poem describing sleepless nights in loneliness.
1, Pride of Fisherman Qiu Si Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan
Original text:
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown.
Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet.
Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.
The border scenery in autumn is completely different, and the geese flying to Hengyang have no nostalgia. From all directions, the wailing of the border earth sounded with the horn, in the mountains. The twilight is heavy, the mountains are setting, and the gates of the isolated city are closed.
After drinking a cup of old wine, I miss my hometown thousands of miles away and have a lot of thoughts. Thinking of the uneven border and unfinished business, I don't know when I can return to my hometown. The flute of Qiang people is melodious, and first frost is everywhere. It was late at night, and the soldiers couldn't sleep. The generals and soldiers were stained white by frost and snow, so they had to cry silently.
2. On Returning to Zhongnanshan at the End of the Year Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran
Original text:
Don't write to the North Yard again, let me go back to the old hut in the old Nanshan.
I have no reason to decide to give up my point of view. My old and many sick friends have stopped practicing.
The frequency of white hair is that people are getting more and more every day, and spring is coming to force them to die.
Full of sadness, tossing and turning, the pine forest is empty under the moon.
Stop writing to the North Campus and let me go back to that shabby hut in Nanshan. I don't have any talent. No wonder I'm disheartened and my old patient is unfamiliar. The frequent appearance of white hair makes people aging day by day, and the arrival of spring forces the old year to pass away. I can't sleep, because I am full of sadness, and the window of the moonlight pine forest is empty.
3. Yue Ming He Jiao Han Dynasty: Anonymous
Original text:
Moon how bright, shine on my bed.
Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.
Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early.
Who should you sue when you leave home alone?
Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.
The bright moon is so bright that it illuminates my bed; I was so sad that I couldn't sleep, so I put on my clothes and wandered around the house. Although it is interesting to live away from home, it is better to go home as soon as possible; Who should a person tell when he goes out full of sadness? I can only stretch my neck and look into the distance, and my clothes are wet with tears before I go back to my room.
4, "Shang Tang" Han Dynasty: Zhen Fu
Original text:
Thinking of you is often bitter and sad, and I can't sleep at night.
Don't give up what you love because of your noble behavior.
Miss you often make me cry, and I can't sleep at night. Please don't abandon what you loved before because of your great virtue. Don't throw away onions and shallots because of fish; Don't give up donating money and materials just because you are humble.
5. "Three Poems of Seven Injuries, Part Two" Han Dynasty: RoyceWong
Original text:
Man Jing is not my hometown, so what is long-term stagnation?
The ark belongs to the river, and the dusk worries my heart.
The mountains are full of shade and the rocks are full of shade.
The fox rushed to the cave and the bird flew to the forest.
The waves are ringing and monkeys are singing on the shore.
The wind blows the robe, and the dew touches the skirt.
I couldn't sleep all night, so I took my clothes and played the piano.
Sitong touched people's hearts and gave me a mournful cry.
The journey is endless, and it is difficult to have concerns.
Jingzhou is not my hometown, but I stayed here for a long time? Looking from a distance, the boat went upstream in the middle of the river, and it was getting late, which reminded me of my homesickness. On the hillside, the afterglow of the sun is reflected, and the shadow under the ditch rock is darker.
The running fox is busy rushing back to his cave, and the flying birds are hovering on the nest. The rough waves on the river are crashing, apes are singing in the forest on the shore, the swift river wind lifts my sleeve, and the autumn dew wets my skirt.
Late at night, I was lonely and sleepless, so I got up with my clothes on and picked up the bronze harp. Tongqin seems to understand my mind and give me a sad accent. When is the end of relying on others, my heart is full of sadness that is difficult to send away.
2. What poems describe sleepless nights?
Guan Shanyue 1
Southern and Northern Dynasties: Xu Ling
In March and May of Guanshan, guests recalled Qinchuan.
Think of a woman upstairs, when the window should be awake.
The stars and stripes are reflected in Shule, and Qilian is on the cloud.
This is the fighting spirit. I stayed in the army for several years.
The fifteenth moon is reflected in Guanshan Mountain, which makes people miss Qinchuan. My wife is standing in a tall building at the moment, looking at me far away from the border through the window, without sleeping. The flag of Shule City is flying, and dark clouds are gathering over Qilian Mountain. The war is so tense, when can I return to China after joining the army?
2. Parking in Area 1 at dusk
Tang Dynasty: Wei Wuying
A small boat docked in a remote town on the bank of Huaihe River. Strong winds set off waves on the river, and the sun sank into the darkness of the earth.
The dark people in the city all went home to rest, and the Moon Bay also lived there. Lonely at night, I can't help but think of Chang 'an. How can I sleep when I hear the bells on the shore?
Unload the sail and settle in a small town on the bank of Huaihe River. The boat docked at a remote hotel. The wind swelled the waves on the river, and the earth was dark at sunset. The mountains are dark and people rest, and the moonlight shines on Luzhou geese. Lonely at night, I can't help thinking of Chang 'an. How can I sleep when I hear the bells on the shore?
3. Sauvignon Blanc clouds and whirlpools
Tang Dynasty: Li Yu
There are many autumn winds, the sound of rain is harmonious, and there are three bananas outside the curtain. The night is long and helpless!
Standing alone in front of the window, the wind and rain are mixed together, and the bananas outside the window are also in twos and threes. What should I do in this long lonely night?
4. "Having a baby, the maid moves the dowry"
Tang Dynasty: Han Wo
The maid rummaged through the toilet box and deliberately disturbed her from sleeping. Knowing that she had not slept all night, she turned her back and cried.
Lazy to unload Feng Chai, shy to get into Jin Yuanyang's quilt. Glancing at the lamp and candle from time to time, I saw it fall into my ear with the smoke.
The maid turned the dressing box upside down to disturb her not to sleep any more. I didn't know that she had been up all night and was still turning around and secretly crying. Too lazy to take off the phoenix hairpin in her hair, too ashamed to get into the mandarin duck brocade quilt. From time to time, I look at the dying candle and only see it fall with the smoke.
5. Autumn Night Message Autumn/Autumn Night Send Twenty-two People in Autumn.
Tang Dynasty: Wei Wuying
When I walk on a cool autumn night, I think of you and sing my poems.
I heard the pine cone fall on the mountain, and you seemed to wake up.
I miss you walking in this late autumn night and sigh how cold and frosty the weather is. I think pine nuts are falling in the empty mountains at the moment, and my friends who live in seclusion must still be awake.
3. I can't sleep at night, and there are many worries, and there are thousands of tears in poetry.
1, like a dream, it rained last night and the wind blew suddenly.
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.
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Although it rained thinly last night, the wind kept blowing. I slept soundly all night, but I still felt a little drunk after waking up. So I asked the maid who was rolling blinds what was going on outside, and she only said to me, "Begonia flowers are still the same." Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be lush green leaves and withered red flowers.
2. Dreams are mild
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Travel hand in hand with your dreams at night, but don't cry in the morning.
Zhangpu was sick for three times, and Xianyang stayed in the grass for eight times in autumn.
You bury your bones under the mud spring, and I send snow all over the world.
Ah, Han Weilang went to the next time, but did you know that the night station was full of ignorance?
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I dreamed of playing with you hand in hand at night, and woke up in the morning with tears in my face without wiping the towel.
I fell ill three times in Zhangpu, and Chang 'an has been growing grass for eight years.
I think you left, and your bones have turned to sand. I still live in a world of white hair for the time being.
Ah, Wei Han Lang died one after another. Do you know the gloom?
3. butterfly lovers dreams of entering the Jiangnan waterway.
Song: Yan
Dream of entering the smoky waterway in the south of the Yangtze River, traveling in the south of the Yangtze River, and never meeting the people who left. I have nothing to say when I sleep, but I feel disappointed and dumbfounded.
If you want to make good use of this love letter, you will find that there is no evidence in the end. However, relying on the slow string songs, I broke my heart and Qin Zhenglie.
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In my dream, I walked on the foggy Jiangnan road and traveled all over the land of Jiangnan, but I didn't meet my parting sweetheart. The ecstasy in the dream has nowhere to tell, and after waking up, I am disappointed by the dream.
I want to tell you about my lovesickness and write to you, but the goose goes to fish and sinks, and finally this letter can't be sent. There is no other way but to play the piano slowly to express the feelings of parting, and it is difficult to express one's feelings when the piano column is broken.
4. Qin Lou, Linjiang County didn't see a blowjob girl.
Tang Dynasty: Li Yu
Qin Lou didn't see the girl who blew the flute, so she went to the garden to see the scenery. Pink cherry is low and proud. The east wind bothers me and smells sweet.
Joan woke up from her dream and survived. How long did she hate that year! The weeping willows are reflected outside the green trees. Meeting for a while is like dreaming.
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Without the beauty like Qin Mugong, the beauty of the royal garden is empty. Those flowers are so beautiful, the petals are pink and the core is gold, but only they are low or high, and no one can enjoy them with me. Maybe Dongfeng is not happy with me, so I let those flowers bloom in half.
I missed it for a long time, bored, sleepy by the window, and then fell asleep. When I woke up, the sun had set. I dreamed of the love of that year, and when I woke up, everything was empty. How long should this hatred be! A few years ago, the two were dependent on each other in the weeping willows, but now they can't meet each other. I only get along with her temporarily. It's really short Like a dream, I'm still too lazy to think about those things.
Jiang still remembers the dream he had on the 20th day of the first month.
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose. (heartbreak: heartbreak)
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They have been dead for a lifetime, ten years apart, but they miss each other but are at a loss and can't meet each other. I don't want to miss myself, but I can't forget it. His wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her sadness. Even if we meet, we shouldn't know each other, because I'm running around, dusty and cold.
At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream, only to see my wife dressing up in front of the mirror in the small window. The two men looked at each other, and they didn't know where to start with a thousand words, only tears fell thousands of lines in relative silence. It stands to reason that the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is where I miss my wife every year.
4. Describe sleepless nights with a poem
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
First, the source:
This poem is a night-mooring near maple bridge written by Zhang Ji, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
Secondly, the translation of the original poem is as follows:
The moon sets, crows crow and the sky is cold. They sleep sadly on the maple trees and fishing fires by the river.
In the lonely and quiet Hanshan Ancient Temple outside Gusu City, the bell ringing at midnight reached the passenger ship.
Three. About the author:
Zhang Ji (date of birth and death unknown): Zi, Han nationality, from Xiangzhou, Hubei (now Xiangyang, Hubei). A poet of the Tang Dynasty, whose life story is unknown, lived around 753 AD and was contemporary with Liu Changqing. According to various records, we only know that he was a scholar in the twelfth year of Tianbao (about 753 AD). During the Dali period, Yuan Wailang, the ancestor of the school, was the salt and iron judge of Hongzhou (now Nanchang City, Jiangxi Province). His poems are hearty, incisive and profound, which have great influence on later generations. But unfortunately, less than 50 songs have been handed down. His most famous poem is a night-mooring near maple bridge.
Four. Appreciation of works:
"a night-mooring near maple bridge" describes an autumn night, when a poet berthed at Fengqiao outside Suzhou. The beautiful scenery of autumn night in Jiangnan water town attracted this wanderer with travel worries, which made him appreciate a meaningful poetic beauty and wrote this poem with far-reaching artistic conception. Expressed the poet's lonely and sad thoughts and feelings during his journey.
This is the most famous poem in Dali. The whole poem begins with a sad word. The first two sentences are full of images: falling moon, crow, frosty sky, Jiang Feng, fishing fire, sleepless people, which creates an aesthetic situation with rich meanings and rhymes. These two sentences not only describe the scenery along the river in autumn night, but also express the author's homesickness. The last two sentences, the image of the city, the image of the temple, the image of the ship and the image of the bell, are an ethereal and far-reaching artistic conception. It is difficult to see things at night without a moon, fishing and fire are eye-catching, frost and snow are cold; Midnight is a silent moment, but I hear crows and bells. This contrast between light and shade, silence and sound, makes the scenery all in love, the sound all in sound, the artistic conception scattered and scattered, muddy and far away. A faint ray of guest sorrow is blurred and meaningful, swaying in the night sky of Gusu City, adding eternal amorous feelings to the bridges, water, temples and cities there and attracting dream seekers from ancient times to the present. "Three Poems of Tang Poetry" "The whole poem begins with' worrying about sleep', and the beauty lies in silence." "Tasha Tang Poetry": "The word" worrying about sleep "is the whole chapter. Clearly swearing the word' worry', misreading the evening scene, tossing and turning. " "Interpretation of Ancient Poetry": "This poem is the best, like a connection, like a break, like a connection."
5. What poems describe sleepless tonight?
1, northern and southern dynasties: anonymous "midnight song, the night is too long to sleep"
Excerpts from the original text:
The night is too long to sleep, and the bright moon burns.
I want to hear scattered cries, but I should make a promise in the air.
Interpretation of vernacular:
It's been a long night and I can't sleep. I looked up at the moon with how bright.
I vaguely heard someone calling me, and I responded gently.
2. Han Dynasty: Anonymous Nineteen Ancient Poems
Excerpts from the original text:
Moon how bright, shine on my bed.
Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.
Interpretation of vernacular:
How bright the moonlight is, shining on my bedside. I was so sad that I couldn't sleep, so I got up and got dressed and wandered alone.
3. Wang Shen's Seven Wounded Poems.
Excerpts from the original text:
I couldn't sleep all night, so I took my clothes and played the piano.
Sitong touched people's hearts and gave me a mournful cry.
Interpretation of vernacular:
It's hard to sleep on lonely nights. Get dressed and get up to play the piano. This piano can also feel my feelings and make a sad sound for me.
4. Tang Dynasty: A Song of Sauvignon Blanc by Li Bai.
Excerpts from the original text:
Autumn insects are singing by the golden well, and the frost is shining on my mat like a small mirror.
High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon.
Interpretation of vernacular:
Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc, we are in Chang 'an. Crickets often wail in autumn and sound from Jin Jinglan. Thin frost sends cold air,
The bamboo mat is cold and cold; I miss her at night, and the lonely lamp dims with me. Roll up the curtains to see the bright moon, sighing at the bright moon in vain;
5. Ruan Ji's love poems.
Excerpts from the original text:
Can't sleep at night, sit up and play the piano.
Thin curtains look at the bright moon, and the breeze blows on the chest.
Interpretation of vernacular:
On a cool night, it was already midnight. I couldn't sleep for a long time, so I got up and played the piano. The bright moonlight shines on the thin curtains, and the chilly and cold night wind blows slowly, shaking my skirt.