2. Poem about "Sleeping" [Xiao Chun]-Meng Haoran
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
Sleeping in Travel Notes-Yuan Zhen
There is no separation outside, and the curtains are no longer opened. Sleep at night and sit by the fire.
Sleep peacefully-Bai Juyi
Although the family is getting poorer and poorer, it is still not bitter, hungry or frozen. Although I am old, I am glad that I am not ill.
Eyes meet in trouble, and heart is used in leisure. I slept well and didn't dream.
Leisure Sleep-Bai Juyi
If you lie on your back in a warm bed, you will be able to sleep for a long time. One meal and two bowls of tea a day, not to mention the Ming Dynasty.
Bodhisattva Man-Sleeping in Autumn Water during the Day-Xin Qiji
Ge Jin raised rough waves. Might as well drink some wine in the morning. Big trees don't sing cicadas. Sleep in cool autumn water.
How high can a bamboo bed be? There is the Kingdom of Hua Xu in the world, and there are springs on the mountain where swallows fly. In my dream, the piano was broken.
Water tune song (singing love, sleeping late on a moonlit night) Chen
On March 35, the night was beautiful. It has been thousands of years since the stolen medicine came back. Excuse me, why is there a lack of circles and heights in the cold? Which one is right? Killer looked up to heaven, and the clutch was pitiful.
Dian Gong Jin, singing water tune, carrying a building boat. Where are the fallen gods? The moonlight is still there. Imagine a hundred years of life, 36 thousand nights, how long it will be. The tree won't sleep until the golden pot is sent down.
Sleep late on a moonlit night.
It is forbidden to beat the first drum, but the Sixth Street is quiet at night and there are few chariots and horses. The evening is clear, the clouds are clear, and the graceful moon is like a dragonfly. The ice wheel rolled out of the sky and shone selflessly for thousands of miles. The most pitiful and affectionate wind brought sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance slightly.
I only wish that I grow round, drink flowing clouds and be full of enthusiasm. Drunk by the fence, can't bear to go to the theatre, but it's a good time. Singing and dancing every night, you are too lazy to enter Luowei. Be a beauty and be angry with me. Love the moon and sleep late every night.
[Drinking at night and sleeping at night]-Li He
When leaving the seat, the east is high and the waist is half broken.
Princess crow crow in Liuyuan is drunk, and the flowers are embossed.
Jade turns to wet silk to draw water, and cooked powder makes fragrant purple.
Drinking at night has nothing to do with sleeping, and the king of Chu is lying down.
[Spring Sleep]-Bai Juyi
The new bath is going well, so you can sleep alone. I fell asleep every day because I sat late at night.
The spring quilt is thin and warm, and the window is deeper and more leisurely. But forget the things on earth, like a fairy on a pillow.
At best, there is no dream, great and difficult. Peng Ze was drunk and wanted to fight with Cao Xichan.
What calls me? Shrike turned it off. When I get up, my wife laughs and has no livelihood.
Bai Juyi, Two Poems of Sleeping Alone
Before a long sleepless night, the stars are scattered and I want to start a day.
For fifteen years, I have never slept alone on a moonlit night.
Sleeping alone makes you miserable and lonely every night.
Among that saddest people tonight,
The cool moon and the breeze are full of bed mats.
[Sleeping occasionally]-Bai Juyi
Put a cup on the desk in front of the pillow arm stove. Always thinking about things, sleep more.
His wife taught him to take off his black hat, maid and green carpet. Just like a screen, why draw ancient sages?
Xiao Mian-Bai Juyi gave it to yang hu later.
Soft silk waist mattress is thin and quilt cover, which keeps warm in cold autumn.
A little sleep is delicious, and there is no reason to give it to the first generation.
[Spring Sleep]-Bai Juyi
The pillow is warm and stable, and the Rizhao door account is not open.
There is also the smell of young spring, which floats into my dreams from time to time.
[Drunk sleep]-Du Mu
Autumn wort ripens in the rain and leaves fall in the cold.
You should sleep more, but you should spend more time.
Sleeping late on a moonlit night-Qiu Yuan
The small town is filled with stirrups, and the sound is faint and heavy. Yuehua is like water, fragrant street is dusty and cold, dry and trivial. Luo Wei is not separated from Shan Juan, but is affectionate with others, especially with the solitary pillow. Look at Pingshan Cui, covering the sky and the sun.
Because I remember the money, I took advantage of Ling Bo's shadow and picked up the hairpin with a smile. The Lantern Festival is approaching, and Shahe flute and drum are just right. Dance sleeve song skirt. Pay it back no matter how deep it is. Silence, new worries about the old moon, empty light at dusk.
[Sleeping in the Autumn Rain]-Bai Juyi
Three cold autumn nights, a comfortable old man. After lights out, sleep in the beautiful rain.
Grey thermos flask, fragrant warm quilt. The sun is shining, it is freezing, and the frost leaves are full of red.
[Six Miscellaneous Talks on Sleeping in the New Autumn]-Lu Guimeng
Ye Qiu, there is a reed by the window, and a small curtain is half hung.
The soul is clear and the rain is urgent, and the dream is difficult to reach. I am on the waves of the five lakes.
[Drunk sleep in spring]
Zhu Lancao is green and slender, with a pillow and a painted curtain.
Spring is silent everywhere and wine is always sick.
Although Sai Hong's letter was shocking, Liang Yan said a lot, not too much.
Self-owned books are always sold, and frost flowers are not added to the temples.
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Title: Song Ci by Chen Kui
I don't know how to sleep in my dream, and where to sleep after I sleep. Ask the sleeping body or the dreaming body, which one can only be right.
Some people wake up when they are drunk, and no one wakes up when they are drunk. Know 3,000 and walk 3,000, never surpass the dust.
3. The classic poem 1 that never sleeps at night, looking for it, cold and clear, sad and sad. -Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice
Looking for it hard, only to find that it is deserted. How can it not make people sad?
2. When it is warm and cold, it is the most difficult to arouse interest. -Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice
The first cold and warm season is the most difficult to maintain and rest.
3. Who turned out the bleak music of Yuefu? Xiao Feng, wind, rain, short and thin candles in the house, a lonely night, in candlelight. -Nalan Xingde's "Picking Mulberry Seeds"
Who is covering the sad and sad old Yuefu song? The wind is rustling, the rain is falling, and the lights in the room are short and thin. A miserable and lonely night passed in tears.
I don't know what bothers me. I get bored when I wake up, and I get bored when I'm drunk. I never dreamed of going to Xie Qiao. -Nalan Xingde's "Picking Mulberry Seeds"
I don't know what's bothering me, and I can't let it go. I'm as bored as drunk when I wake up, even though I've never been to Xie Qiao in my dream.
5, frosty night, Jiang Feng fishing and sleeping. -Zhang Ji is a night stop near Fengqiao.
The moon sets, crows crow and the sky is cold. They sleep sadly on the maple trees and fishing fires by the river.
6. I can't wait for it, I can't wait for it. Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again. -The Book of Songs Guan Ju
I can't get it when I pursue it, and I always miss her day and night. I miss you so much that I can't sleep.
7, worry about diligence, worry about the night. -Bai Juyi "Congratulations"
The king worried about government affairs and couldn't sleep all night. His heart is full of worries.
8. Fireflies were flying on the throne, while he was meditating in the twilight. , he will extend the wick to its end, and he will still never fall asleep ... —— Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow.
At night, fireflies danced in the palace, and the lights went out, so it was still difficult for the king to sleep.
9. The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
Yin and Yang are separated by one year. Why have you never appeared in my dream?
10, high light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon. -Li Bai's "Sauvignon Blanc"
I miss her soul at night, and the lonely lamp is dim with me. Roll up the curtains to see the bright moon, sighing at the bright moon in vain;
4. The limerick who fell asleep with a book in his arms last night also fell asleep.
I am a timid person. I often don't have a clear plan in advance about what to do in a day. Watermelon and sesame are nothing. But reading has become a habit for many years, and there is a relatively fixed time, that is, before going to bed at night. If one night, I didn't turn a few pages during this time, I would definitely sleep very uneasily that night. Especially in the long winter night, reading is the only thing suitable for doing. At that time, although there was a lot of wind and snow outside, I still sat on the quilt and buried myself in reading. Everything outdoors has nothing to do with me, whether it is wind, rain or snow, it has become a distant landscape. I entered another world. I was in that world, savoring human civilization and the warmth of the world. Although the winter night is long and cold, what can I do? Once people enter the situation of books, all kinds of troubles in the daytime world still exist. This is the beauty of reading before going to bed.
But I am very picky about the books I want to read. People want to sleep, and always want to sleep with peace and tranquility, so I definitely don't read books such as ups and downs, life and death, love and hate. These books will only disturb dreams. I only read excellent essays, poems and short stories, and I also like fables and fairy tales. After reading a good article, I slept in the atmosphere created by that article that night. Since the article is beautiful, the beauty of the dream can be imagined. This feeling seems particularly strong when reading Shen Congwen's article. In my sleep, there was a faint sweet call from the girls in the border town, and there was a boat carrying many folk customs in western Hunan, drifting in the primitive Yuan water. And I, it seems, slept on that boat that night. When I woke up, I vaguely felt that my ears were full of Shui Yuan waves. How meaningful such a dream should be.
The ancients said that the book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu. Of course, this is not necessarily true. I have been studying for many years, what have I gained? Clean hands and a piece of cloth. But when it comes to spiritual enjoyment, it is very rich. I'm afraid that if I study alone like an idiot, I won't have the heart to think about things in Vanity Fair. He is always listening to a philosopher's lecture and feeling the true meaning of life. He always travels between heaven and earth, the vast world dazzles him, and his personal desires become insignificant here, which is no longer worth worrying about.
Sometimes I am so addicted to reading that I often don't know whether I am in a dream situation or a book situation. Several times I woke up suddenly and suddenly felt a book in my arms, as warm as skin. At this moment, a question flashed through my mind: did the book lie in my arms all night, or did I lie in my arms all night?
Sleeping with a book is really interesting.