1. "Broken array, giving strong words to Chen Tongfu to send it" Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
drunk, looking at the sword, dreaming back to blowing corners. Give the roast beef to the men, and the band plays the northern song. This is a parade on the battlefield in autumn.
Lu, who is made of horses, is flying fast, and his bow is like a thunderbolt. It is a good idea for the emperor to accomplish the great cause of recovering the lost territory of the country, and to achieve a good reputation from generation to generation. Poor hair has become a white - haired man!
In my drunken dream, I lit an oil lamp and watched the sword. In my dream, I went back to all the camps of that year and sounded the horn one after another. Distribute the roast beef to the subordinates, and the band will play songs from northern Xinjiang. This is the autumn parade on the battlefield. The war horse runs as fast as Luma, and the bow and arrow is as shocking as thunder. (I) am bent on completing the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country for the monarch and gaining a good reputation handed down from generation to generation. Poor has become a white-haired man!
2, "Jiang Chengzi Yi Mao dreams on the 2th day of the first month" Song Dynasty: Su Shi lived and died for ten years, so he never thought about it and never forgot it. Thousands of miles away in a lonely grave, there is nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know when you meet, your face is covered with dust and your temples are like frost.
At night, I dreamt of returning home suddenly, and I was dressing at the window of Xiao Xuan. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines It is expected that the heartbroken place every year, the moonlit night, short matsuoka.
translation: The two died for a lifetime and were separated for ten years. They missed each other but were at a loss and could not 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 the sadness in her heart. Even if we meet, we shouldn't know each other, because I'm running around, dusty and frosty.
I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream at night, only to find my wife dressing in front of the mirror at the small window. Two people looked at each other, a thousand words don't know where to start, only relatively silent tears fall thousands of lines. It is supposed that the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is the place where I miss my wife every year.
3. "Two Storms on November 4th. Part II" Song Dynasty: Lu You
The lonely village is not mourning for himself, but still thinking about defending the country.
Lying in the dead of night listening to the wind and rain, the Iron Horse Glacier falls asleep.
I am lying upright in a lonely and desolate village, not feeling sad about my situation, but thinking about defending the frontier for my country. As the night was drawing to a close, I was lying in bed and heard the sound of the wind and rain. I dreamt in a daze that I was riding a war horse in armor and crossing the frozen river to the northern battlefield.
4, "Morning Trip to Shangshan" Tang Dynasty: Wen Tingyun
started to levy priests in the morning, and the guests went to mourn their hometown. Chickens crow in Maodian Moon, and people walk in Banqiao Frost.
Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, and the wall of Zhihuaming Post Office. Because of thinking about Duling Dream, the geese are full of returning to the pond.
when I get up at dawn, the bells of the horses and chariots have shaken; Traveling all the way, the wanderer misses his hometown. The chicken is loud and clear, and the thatched shop is bathed in the afterglow of xiao yue; Footprints are vague, and the wooden bridge is covered with early spring frost. The withered oak leaves are full of barren hills and wild roads; Pale white bitter orange flowers bloom brightly on the mud wall of the post office. So I remembered the beautiful scene of dreaming of Du Ling last night. Flocks of ducks and geese are playing in the curved lake pond on the shore.
5. The Song Dynasty: Yan Jidao
dreamed of entering the smoky waterway in the south of the Yangtze River, traveling all the way to the south of the Yangtze River, and never meeting people. There is nothing to say when you sleep, but you feel disappointed and mistaken.
if you want to make the best of this love letter, you will find no evidence in the end. However, relying on the slow string songs, I broke my heart and broke the Qin Zheng column.
In my dream, I went to the misty Jiangnan Road, traveled all over the land of Jiangnan, and failed to meet my parting sweetheart. In the dream, there is nowhere to tell the ecstasy, and when I wake up, I am disappointed because of my dream. I want to tell you about my lovesickness and write to you, but the geese go to fish and sink, and in the end this letter can't be sent. There is no alternative but to play the zither slowly to express your parting feelings, and it is difficult to express your grievances if you break the zither column. 2. Poems about "dreams"
Daydream Tang Du Fu slept in February, not sleeping alone at night and short at night.
the peach blossoms are warm and the eyes are drunk, and the dreams of sunset in Chunzhu are linked. At the bottom of the thorns in the hometown gate lane, the central plains monarch and minister are beside the tiger.
if you are safe in farming, you will stop fighting, and there will be no officials asking for money everywhere. Dreaming of Tang Du Fu's road was blocked, and Jiangshan was lonely.
The only one who lives in ignominy is old, and the rebellion has lasted for three dynasties. The rain is urgent and the green maple is dusk, and the clouds are deep and the black water is far away.
you don't have to resort to Chu ci. Dream of Li Bai, Two Poems of Tang Du Fu, there are sobs when death is the cause of parting, but life has its partings again and again.
from the poisonous damps of the southern river, you had sent me not one sign from your exile. Till you came to me last night in a dream, because I am always thinking of you.
I wondered if it were really you, venturing so long a journey. The soul comes to the maple leaf, you disappeared by a shadowy fortress.
yet out of the midmost mesh of your snare, how could you lift your wings and use them?. I woke, and the low moon's glimmer on a rafter, seemed to be your face, still floating in the air.
there were waters to cross, they were wild and tossing, there is no one to make Jiao Long. Floating clouds in the sky floated up and gone, but the old friends went away for a long time.
three nights now I have dreamed of you, as tender, intimate and real as though I were awake.. The difference is that you always look in a hurry, and always say how easy it is to meet.
by river and lake-the storms, the wrecks, the fears that are borne on a little boat. When he went out, he scratched his head with white hair, and regretted that he had lived up to his life.
our capital teems with officious people, while you are alone and helpless and poor. Who can say the principle of justice is not qiren, in the old age but innocent suffer the tie.
a thousand years' fame, ten thousand years' fame, what good, when you are dead and gone. On August 3, the second year of Baoli, I dreamed of Tang Bai Juyi's dust tassel and suddenly realized my sincerity and happiness. It is unknown that the world network will come back again.
don't forget the dream in the whole Wu Pavilion, when walking in the mud and rain in Lingnan. Answering the dream of mountain post Tang Bai Juyi entered the dream of your journey and came to a thousand miles, closing my ghosts for two years.
don't forget to sit in front of the bamboo bushes in the back hall. In the forbidden, I am straight, and I am sleepwalking in Xianyou Temple. Tang Baiju is easy to spend time in the west porch, and the pine and bamboo are deep and silent.
when the breeze comes out in the moon, it suddenly seems like the evening in the mountains. Because it became a southwest dream, the dream was a fairy traveler.
the sound of palace leakage is like a drop of mountain spring. Bai Juyi, who dreamed of the old Tang Dynasty, did not come to the boss to practice hard, and he was refined into ashes.
I've spent all my life thinking about it. Why did you dream last night? Dream Pei Xianggong Tang Bai Juyi lived and died for five years, and the dream came true overnight. The dream is like the past, with the golden palace.
it's like gold and purple, and it's ice and jade. Diligence and care for each other are the same as life.
since knowing is a dream, compassion is not over. Looking back on what happened at that time, what happened last night? Self-study mind method, ten thousand edges become empty.
being a gentleman now, one's nose is stained with his chest. Dream of going up the mountain Bai Juyi dreamed of going up the Songshan Mountain at night, and went out alone with a stick of quinoa.
you can visit thousands of rocks and valleys in a week. If you are not sick in your dreams, you will be healthy as a teenager.
once you realize that God has returned to the beginning, you are still in the same shape. I began to know that there is no disease in the form and spirit.
both form and spirit are illusory, and dreams are not real. Although the day is awkward, the night walk is quite comfortable.
since day and night are equally divided, what are the gains and losses? Bai Juyi, a dreamy Tang Dynasty, got a melancholy breeze in the morning, and the water in Chuanchuan was broken. I don't know why I dreamed of you three times last night.
Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty dreamed of immortals, and his dream body ascended to the Qing Dynasty. Ride on a white crane, with double red flags in front.
feathers are fluttering, and jade bears a clank. Looking down in the air, the world is dusty.
only when you gradually lose your hometown and country can you be divided into mountains and rivers. The East China Sea is all white, and Lieyue is five o'clock green.
in a short time, a group of immortals came and led them to Yujing. Be envious of your family in peace, and serve like a public official.
pay tribute to the jade emperor, and make sincere apologies. The emperor said that you are a talented person, so don't underestimate your efforts.
after fifteen years, you will not die. I'm both happy and surprised to say goodbye to my words.
I dare not reveal my secrets, and I swear to live in the rock. Loving one's flesh and blood, eating and drinking badly.
mica powder in the morning meal, and essence in the evening. After 3 years of empty mountains, I look forward to meeting you every day.
it's been a long time since the early stage, and there is no sound from Luan crane. Teeth are getting whiter, eyes and ears are getting smarter.
once the same materialization, the body and feces and soil merge. Immortals believe in it, and vulgar power is not feasible.
if you have no metallographic structure, don't list the name of Dantai. I preach the method of breaking the valley, but I suffer from burning the Dan Sutra.
if you work hard for yourself, you won't be able to do it at the end of the year. Sadly, a dream fairy, a dream misses a lifetime! Dream, Li Qi and Yu Thirty-two visited Bai Juyi in Yuan, Jiu and Tang Dynasties and dreamed of returning to Chang 'an at night to meet my old relatives and friends.
it's on my left, and it's on my right. The cloud is February day, and the spring breeze comes out hand in hand.
After crossing Jing 'anli, dismount and look for Yuan Jiu. Yuan Jiu was sitting alone, smiling at me.
It also refers to the flower of the West Courtyard, which is the wine that opens the North Pavilion. If words have their own reasons, it seems that it is difficult to cherish happiness for a long time.
in a short time, God was separated from Shen Hou. If you feel suspicious, you will have nothing to seek.
the shadow of the residual lamp flashes on the wall, and the oblique moonlight shines through it. Looking at the northwest at dawn, do you know Wan Li Jun? When you are old, you will never see it, and you will scratch your head.
In the dreamless Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi was old and dim, and his spring clothes were cold after the rain. Forget the old poems, and taste the new wine.
if you are clumsy, you should be steady, but if you are careless, you should take advantage of your company. Gradually selling fame and fortune, no dream of Chang' an.
two suspicious dreams: Tang Bai Juyi, don't be surprised, humiliate, worry about happiness, and don't count on kindness and hardship. Kong Qiu, the Yellow Emperor, had nowhere to ask, knowing that he was not in a dream.
it's hard to tell the truth from the deer's suspicion, but it's obvious from the butterfly flower village. If it's not a dream now, how long can it last?
In the middle of the book night, I dreamed of your Excellency Bai Juyi, Tang of Zhongzhou, in front of the lamp, and traveled in Banan City. Looking for flowers to the ferry, looking for temples to the hills.
The color of the river is clear and green, but the ape sound is still sad. The bell is forbidden to sleep, but you can't go to the east building.
tianmu Mountain Ascended in a Dream Tang Li Bai a seafaring visitor will talk about Japan, which waters and mists conceal beyond approach. But Yueh people talk about Heavenly Mother Mountain, still seen through its varying deeps of cloud.
in a straight line to heaven, its summit enters heaven, tops the five Holy Peaks, and casts a shadow through China. With the hundred-mile length of the Heavenly Terrace Range, which, just at this point, begins turning southeast.
my heart and my dreams are in Wu and Yueh, flying over the mirror lake and the moon overnight. And the moon lights my shadow, and me to Yan River.
with the hermitage of Xie still there, and the monkeys calling clearly over ripples of green water. I wear pegged boots which were first used by Xie, up a ladder of blue cloud.
sunny ocean half-way, holy cock-crow in space. A thousand twists and turns, flowers lure me, rocks ease me. Day suddenly ends.
bears, dragons, tempestuous on mountain and river, startle the forest and make the heights tremble. Clouds darken with darkness of rain, streams pale with pallor of mist.
in the Gods of Thunder and Lightning, hills and mountains are crumbling. The stone gate breaks asunder, venting in the pit of heaven.
an impenetrable shadow, but now the sun and moon illumine a gold and silver terrace. And, clad in rainbow garments, riding on the wind, come the queens of all the clouds, descending one by one.
with tigers for their lute-players and phoenixes for dancers, row upon row, like fields of hemp, range the fairy figures. I move, my soul goes flying, I wake with a long sigh.
my pillow and my matting, are the lost clouds I was in. And this is the way it always is with human joy, ten thousand things run for ever like water toward the east.
when will you return it when you leave? but let me, on my green slope, raise a white deer, and ride to you, great mountain, when I have need of you. Oh, how can I gravely bow and scrape to men of high rank and men of high office, who never will suffer being shown an honest-hearted face.
The spring dream Tang Censhen's bridal chamber started in the spring last night, so the old man is still across the Xiangjiang River. Unconsciously fell asleep, in a dream only a few moments, have walked through thousands of miles of the journey to the south.
after parting, I dream of parting, and when Tang Changsun assists in parting, I dream of parting, and when I am sad, I feel sad again. I feel that dreams are thousands of miles away, and it is difficult to follow them again.
I miss my dreams, but I hate being late. Even if it's true, why not dream about it?
Dream of Taibai Xifeng Tang Changjian dreamed of climbing nine cliffs, and met Yuan Jun .. Send me to Taibai Peak, with few words and dirty atmosphere.
Jieyu is in Xinghan, and the banquet forest is closed. The eaves are covered with greenery, and the towel is covered with clouds.
when you go to the stream, the lonely pavilion remains in the daytime. The pine peak attracts the sky shadow, and the stone wrasse is green and rosy.
the eyes are quiet and the boat is slow, and the heart is devoted to the birds. The spring breeze is shaking again, and Tandao flowers are in succession.
Minchuan dreams of returning to Tang Chentao to build a stream. 3. what are the poems about "dream"
1. I don't know if I am a guest in my dream, but I am greedy for joy in the morning. -south Tang Li Yu's
translation: Only when you forget that you are a traveler in your dreams can you enjoy the fun of the film.
2. The dream of the old country has returned, and I feel my tears drop. -Nan Tang Li Yu's "Midnight Song How Can I Avoid Life's Sorrow and Hatred"
I dreamed that I was returning to my old country, and when I woke up, my tears fell.
3. After the dream, the balcony is locked high, and the curtain is lowered after waking up. -Song Yan Jidao's
Translation: The balcony is locked after a dream in the middle of the night, and the door of the balcony is locked, and the curtain hangs heavily after waking up from a night of wine.
4. Travel hand in hand with dreams at night, and tears will not be collected in the morning. -Tang Bai Juyi's Dream of Micro
Translation: I dream of playing with you hand in hand at night, but I don't wipe my towel when I wake up in the morning with tears.
5. the sage Chuangzi is day-dreaming, bewitched by butterflies, the spring-heart of Emperor Wang is crying in a cuckoo. -Tang Li Shangyin's Jinse
Translation: Zhuang Zhou actually knows that he only yearns for the free butterfly. Wang Di's beautiful heart and deeds can touch Du Fu. 4. What are the dreamy poems
1. At night, I came back to my hometown, Xiao Xuan window, and I was dressing up. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines -"Jiang Chengzi Yi Mao dreams on the 2th day of the first month" Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Translation: I suddenly returned to my hometown in a faint dream at night, only to find my wife dressing in front of the mirror at the small window. Two people looked at each other, a thousand words don't know where to start, only relatively silent tears fall thousands of lines.
2. The rain is urgent, and the clouds are deep and the black water is far away. If you don't get your dream back, you don't have to talk about it. -"Returning to Dream" Du Fu in Tang Dynasty
Translation: In the dream, the wind and rain were rushing, and the lush maple trees on both sides of the Xiang River could not be seen in darkness. In the dream, the clouds were thick, and the black water was not seen drifting in the distance. My soul can't return to Chang 'an yet, and it's still wandering in Chu. Oh, forget it! There's no need to make Chu ci to attract souls.
3. the sage Chuangzi is day-dreaming, bewitched by butterflies, the spring-heart of Emperor Wang is crying in a cuckoo. Mermen weep their pearly tears down a moon-green sea, blue fields are breathing their jade to the sun. And a moment that ought to have lasted for ever, has come and gone before I knew. -"Jinse" Tang Dynasty Li Shangyin
Translation: Zhuang Zhou actually knew that he only longed for the free butterfly. Wang Di's beautiful heart and deeds can touch Du Fu. The shadow of the bright moon in the sea is like a pearl turned into tears.
Only then can Lantian in that place produce a jade like smoke. Those beautiful things and years can only be left in memories. At that time, those people thought those things were just ordinary, but they didn't know how to cherish them.
4. It's raining outside the curtain, and the spring is fading. Luo Zhou can't stand the cold. I don't know if I'm a guest in my dream, but I'm greedy for joy in one day. -
The rain is gurgling outside the curtain. Five generations: Li Yu
Translation: The rain is gurgling outside the curtain, and the rich spring will fade again. Luo Zhi's brocade quilt can't stand the cold and cold during the fifth watch. Only when you forget that you are a traveler in your dreams can you enjoy the fun of the film.
5. When you are drunk, you will see the sword, and you will dream of blowing horns. Give the roast beef to the men, and the band plays the northern song. This is a parade on the battlefield in autumn. Song dynasty: Xin qiji
translation: in a drunken dream, I lit an oil lamp to watch the sword, and in my dream, I returned to all the camps of that year, and trumpets sounded one after another. Distribute the roast beef to the subordinates, and the band will play songs from northern Xinjiang. This is the autumn parade on the battlefield.
6, the door is separated by flowers, dreaming of old travel, the sunset is silent, the swallow is sad, and the jade is fine and fragrant. Song Dynasty: Wu Wenying
Translation: My dream is always wandering in the old dream. In my dream, I came to the courtyard of that year again, and the deep flowers covered the courtyard door. The setting sun sank to the west in silence, and the returning swallows were silent, as if with all kinds of sorrow. A delicate fragrance floated, and her white delicate fingers with fragrance gently opened the small curtain. 5. What are the ancient poems about chasing dreams
1. The dream is faint
In Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
came to travel with dreams at night, but tears were not collected in the morning.
Zhangpu is old and sick for three times, and Xianyang stays in grass for eight times in autumn.
you buried the mud under the spring to pin the bones, and I sent snow all over the world.
did you know that ah Wei and Han lang went to the night station?
dreaming at night and holding hands with you * * *