A beautiful poem about dreams

1. What are the poems about "Dreams are Beautiful"? I have been dreaming of you for three nights, as gentle, intimate and real as when I was awake ...-Du Fu, dreaming of Li Bai.

Interpretation: I often see you in my dreams at night, which shows your deep affection for me.

2, last night, the wind and rain suddenly started, and I slept soundly without consuming alcohol. -Song Liqing took a photo of "Like a Dream, Last Night's Storm"

Interpretation: Although the rain was sparse last night, the wind kept blowing. I slept soundly all night, but I still felt a little drunk after waking up.

3. After the dream, the balcony is locked high and the curtains are lowered. -Song Yan Dao Ji, Linjiang Fairy, Dreams Behind the Tower

Interpretation: Dreaming back to the balcony in the middle of the night, Zhu's door was locked, and the curtains hung heavily after waking up all night.

4, idle dream Jiangnan plum ripe day, night boat flute rain rustling. At the People's Postal Bridge. -Tang Huangfu Song "Jiangnan Dream".

Interpretation: My dream is Jiangnan, and I have been away for a long time. When childhood is mature, it is the rainy season in Jiangnan. I am alone in the boat, holding a bamboo flute, playing with the rustling night rain outside the boat, and sometimes I hear people talking at the post station on the bridge, talking about the long-lost local accent and telling unforgettable stories.

5, drunk under the lamp to see the sword, dream back to blow the horn. -Xin Qiji's "Broken Array"

Interpretation: In a drunken dream, I lit an oil lamp and looked at the sword. In my dream, I went back to all the camps in those days and blew the horns one by one.

6. 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. -Song Yan Dao Ji, "Buried in Hua Lian and Dreaming of Jiangnan Waterway"

Interpretation: I went to the foggy Jiangnan Road in my dream, traveled all over the land of Jiangnan, and failed to meet my parting sweetheart.

7, the snow is clear and chaotic. Sleepwalking, I don't know where I am. -Song Luyou, "Night Tour in the Palace, Dream of Sending Bo Soul"

Interpretation: In the snowy morning, there is a quiet voice, and I don't know where to swim in my dream. iron

8. I didn't know I was a guest in my dream. I was greedy. -Li Yu's "Langtaosha Order"

Interpretation: Only by forgetting that you are a passer-by in your dreams can you enjoy the fun of movies.

9. I didn't see Dan Qing in my dream, and suddenly I was surprised by the birds in the mountains. -Jiang Kui's Partridge Sky

Interpretation: We can't see each other clearly in the park, and we can't see the portraits we chased clearly. This kind of spring dream is often awakened by the cry of mountain birds.

10, have a good sleep, don't wake up, let him benefit. -Nalan Xingde's Bodhisattva Man

Interpretation: The dream is so beautiful, don't wake him up, let him turn around in a beautiful dream.

2. Wang Wei's poem Chai Lu describes a beautiful dream: there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.

Wu Xinyi by Wang Wei: The Red Calyx of Hibiscus in the Mountain. There is no one in the stream, and it has begun to fall.

Autumn in a Mountain Residence by Wang Wei: An empty mountain stands on an autumn night after the rain. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

Wang Wei's Birding Creek: When people are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.

Wei Shui Farmer by Wang Wei: In the setting sun in the countryside, cattle and sheep go home along the path. A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy. There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves. Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially. No wonder I long for a simple life, and the disappointed songs are fading.

Wang Jian's Tian Guxing: Men are happy, women are happy, but people don't complain. In summer, the wheat grains are rolling and the summer grain is bumper. There is also a good harvest of cocoons in summer, and the noise of cars under the eaves is endless, and the cocoons of wild silkworms are not collected, so they can only die. There was a scene of bumper harvest, but the villagers could not enjoy the fruits of their labor, but had to pay most of the grain and silk taxes. In the harvest year, they don't expect to spread grain and weave silk by themselves, but only hope to save the cattle in the city and hand them over to the government. Tian Jia has no food and clothing, and he will be happy if he doesn't see the county gate!

Zhang Ji's Wild Old Songs: The old farmer lives in the mountains and cultivates three or four acres of Shan Ye. Miao and Shu taxes can't be eaten, and the official warehouse is turned into soil. At the end of the year, hoe the plow and close the empty room, shouting to climb the mountain and collect acorns. The Xijiang River is full of pearls and pearls, and the dogs in the boat grow meat.

Nie Zhongyi's Wounded Family: selling new silk in February and harvesting new grain in May. Cured the sore in front of me, but dug out my heart. I hope the king's heart will turn into a bright candle. Not according to the banquet at the front, but according to the escape room.

Wei's "Housekeeper": A light rain blooms new flowers, and thunder rises. Tian Jia was idle for a few days, and farming began. Dingzhuang is in the wild and the nursery is in charge. When I return to the scene, I often drink the water from Xixi. Hunger is not self-suffering, but joy. There is nothing in the warehouse for the night, and the corvee hasn't arrived yet. Being ashamed of not practicing, I ate it.

Du Xunhe's Widow in the Mountain: My husband clung to Mao Peng because of the soldier, and all my linen clothes were burned. Mulberry and zhe waste taxes, and the countryside is still seeking seedlings. When picking wild vegetables and roots for cooking, spin raw wood and burn leaves. If you are in a deep mountain, you should also avoid the levy.

Wei Shui Farmer by Wang Wei: In the setting sun in the countryside, cattle and sheep go home along the path. A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy. Looking for wheat seedlings to embroider, the silkworm fell asleep and the mulberry leaves were peeled. Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially. No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .

Wang Wei's Pastoral in Spring: In the house, spring pigeons are singing and apricot blossoms are white beside the trees. Hold the axe to cut down the poplar, and the lotus hoe the spring pulse. Yan knows his lair, so he looks at the new calendar. If you are in a hurry, you will not be royal, and if you are far away, you will travel far.

Meng Haoran's Passing Old People's Village: Prepare chicken rice for me, old friend. You entertain me on your farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

Du Fu's "The Year of Yan Xing": There are many clouds in the north wind, and in the snow in Xiaoxiang Dongting. The fisherman's net is cold, and he doesn't shoot geese and sing sangbow. Last year, there was a shortage of rice in the army. This year, rice is cheap and hurts farmers. High-tech officials hate wine and meat, and this generation is empty. Chu people value fish more than birds, so they should not kill Nan in vain. It is said that men and women are everywhere, and cutting kindness and forbearance is also a matter of renting a house. In the past, money was used to catch private castings, but now lead, tin and bronze are used. Carved clay is the easiest thing to get, and likes and dislikes can't be concealed by looks. When will the sadness of this song end?

Wen Tingyun's "Burning Songs": Get up and look at Nanshan, and the mountain will burn the mountain. The reddish dusk went out and the short flame was reconnected. The difference rocks of Lingqing wall in Ran Ran. Low with the return air, as far as the eaves are red. Neighbors can talk, but want to die. Say Chu is more vulgar, burn her for Zaotian. Bean seedlings and insects promote it, and flowers on the fence make a house. Abandon the stack and return to the column, and the square chicken pecks the millet. The spring rain is fine in the New Year, and immortals are everywhere. People with money are divining and knocking on the tile forest. Bud divined on the mountain and returned to jujube. Blow the fire to the cogongrass, and the waist sickle reflects the vine. Wind drives mistletoe smoke, and mistletoe trees connect Pingshan. Stars fell from the sky and flying embers fell on the steps. Groaning and sneering on her back, mother crow cursed the rich age. Who knows, lush, official tax.

Fan Chengda's Miscellaneous Notes on Four Seasons (I): Plums are golden and apricots are fat, and wheat and white cauliflower are sparse. No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.

Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Glory (II): Children in the village go out during the day and take care of their own affairs. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.

Loser-Yan Shu.

Swallows come to Spring Club, pears fall after Qingming Festival.

At three or four o'clock on the pond, there are one or two orioles at the bottom of the leaves.

The days are long and the ice floes are light.

Smile at the female companions in the East and please them in Sandao.

The suspect had a good sleep last night. It turns out that today's grass fight won.

Laughter comes from two faces.

3. What beautiful sentences or poems describe dreams? Dreams are far away, like nature shaking my ears and listening to this vast land.

The dream is blue, like a far-reaching clear sky, like a charming ocean. Far-reaching and vast, full of fantasy.

A person who has a career to pursue qiú can make his dream higher. Although it was a dream at first, as long as you keep doing it and don't give up easily, your dream can come true. -Yu You Cheng Mei

Once a dream is put into action, it will become sacred (Ann Plocque)

Dreams are the thoughts of the soul and our secret truth (truman capote)

Dreams, no matter how vague, are always lurking in our hearts, so that our mood will never be calm until these dreams come true.

Work hard, the stars will be hidden in your soul; Dream a distant dream, and each dream will surpass your goal.

If you want to achieve great things, you must act in addition to your dreams.

4. What are the beautiful poems about dreams? 1. Once a dream is put into action, it will become sacred.

2. No heart will be hurt by pursuing dreams. When you really want something, the whole universe will unite to help you finish it. The most painful thing in life is that there is no way out after waking up.

Happy are dreamers; If you can't see the way to go, the most important thing is not to wake him. If you have a dream and are eager to form a band, here are some suggestions that you may want to follow.

5. Work hard, the stars are hidden in the depths of your soul; Dream a distant dream, and each dream will surpass your goal. 6. "Dream", believe in the inner strength and follow the twilight to pursue that long-cherished wish.

Brahma sang softly, and his fiery eyes met the pain on my face. In the long river of passing time, I have no regrets, because I tried my best to chase it. 7. Dreams are not the goal people pursue. As long as you never stop pursuing, you will be bathed in the brilliance of dreams. Dreams don't abandon those who pursue hard. As long as you don't stop pursuing, you will be bathed in the glory of dreams.

8. If you double yourself, then your foothold is unstable. (Ibsen, Norwegian drama) If you doubt yourself, then your foothold is really shaky. (Ibsen, Norwegian dramatist). Dream is a beacon in the distance, indicating the direction of progress; Dreams are sunshine after snow, which warms a heart; Dreams are colorful bubbles, beautiful and perishable.

5. Wu Xinyi by Wang Wei, an ancient poem describing a beautiful dream: hibiscus flowers are at the bottom of the wood and red calyx is in the mountains.

There is no one in the stream, and it has begun to fall. Autumn in a Mountain Residence by Wang Wei: An empty mountain stands on an autumn night after the rain.

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.

Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time. Wang Wei's Birding Creek: When people are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty.

When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. Wei Shui Farmer by Wang Wei: In the setting sun in the countryside, cattle and sheep go home along the path.

A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy. There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves.

Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially. No wonder I long for a simple life, and the disappointed songs are fading.

Wang Jian's Tian Guxing: Men are happy, women are happy, but people don't complain. In summer, the wheat grains are rolling and the summer grain is bumper.

There is also a good harvest of cocoons in summer, and the noise of cars under the eaves is endless, and the cocoons of wild silkworms are not collected, so they can only die. There was a scene of bumper harvest, but the villagers could not enjoy the fruits of their labor, but had to pay most of the grain and silk taxes.

In the harvest year, they don't expect to spread grain and weave silk by themselves, but only hope to save the cattle in the city and hand them over to the government. Tian Jia has no food and clothing, and he will be happy if he doesn't see the county gate! Zhang Ji's Wild Old Songs: The old farmer lives in the mountains and cultivates three or four acres of Shan Ye.

Miao and Shu taxes can't be eaten, and the official warehouse is turned into soil. At the end of the year, hoe the plow and close the empty room, shouting to climb the mountain and collect acorns.

The Xijiang River is full of pearls and pearls, and the dogs in the boat grow meat. Nie Zhongyi's Wounded Family: selling new silk in February and harvesting new grain in May.

Cured the sore in front of me, but dug out my heart. I hope the king's heart will turn into a bright candle.

Not according to the banquet at the front, but according to the escape room. Wei's "Housekeeper": A light rain blooms new flowers, and thunder rises.

Tian Jia was idle for a few days, and farming began. Dingzhuang is in the wild and the nursery is in charge.

When I return to the scene, I often drink the water from Xixi. Hunger is not self-suffering, but joy.

There is nothing in the warehouse for the night, and the corvee hasn't arrived yet. Being ashamed of not practicing, I ate it.

Du Xunhe's Widow in the Mountain: My husband clung to Mao Peng because of the soldier, and all my linen clothes were burned. Mulberry and zhe waste taxes, and the countryside is still seeking seedlings.

When picking wild vegetables and roots for cooking, spin raw wood and burn leaves. If you are in a deep mountain, you should also avoid the levy.

Wei Shui Farmer by Wang Wei: In the setting sun in the countryside, cattle and sheep go home along the path. A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.

Looking for wheat seedlings to embroider, the silkworm fell asleep and the mulberry leaves were peeled. Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.

No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! . Wang Wei's Pastoral in Spring: In the house, spring pigeons are singing and apricot blossoms are white beside the trees.

Hold the axe to cut down the poplar, and the lotus hoe the spring pulse. Yan knows his lair, so he looks at the new calendar.

If you are in a hurry, you will not be royal, and if you are far away, you will travel far. Meng Haoran's Passing Old People's Village: Prepare chicken rice for me, old friend. You entertain me on your farm.

Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.

Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes. Du Fu's "The Year of Yan Xing": There are many clouds in the north wind, and in the snow in Xiaoxiang Dongting.

The fisherman's net is cold, and he doesn't shoot geese and sing sangbow. Last year, there was a shortage of rice in the army. This year, rice is cheap and hurts farmers.

High-tech officials hate wine and meat, and this generation is empty. Chu people value fish more than birds, so they should not kill Nan in vain.

It is said that men and women are everywhere, and cutting kindness and forbearance is also a matter of renting a house. In the past, money was used to catch private castings, but now lead, tin and bronze are used.

Carved clay is the easiest thing to get, and likes and dislikes can't be concealed by looks. When will the sadness of this song end?

Wen Tingyun's "Burning Songs": Get up and look at Nanshan, and the mountain will burn the mountain. The reddish dusk went out and the short flame was reconnected.

The difference rocks of Lingqing wall in Ran Ran. Low with the return air, as far as the eaves are red.

Neighbors can talk, but want to die. Say Chu is more vulgar, burn her for Zaotian.

Bean seedlings and insects promote it, and flowers on the fence make a house. Abandon the stack and return to the column, and the square chicken pecks the millet.

The spring rain is fine in the New Year, and immortals are everywhere. People with money are divining and knocking on the tile forest.

Bud divined on the mountain and returned to jujube. Blow the fire to the cogongrass, and the waist sickle reflects the vine.

Wind drives mistletoe smoke, and mistletoe trees connect Pingshan. Stars fell from the sky and flying embers fell on the steps.

Groaning and sneering on her back, mother crow cursed the rich age. Who knows, lush, official tax.

Fan Chengda's Miscellaneous Notes on Four Seasons (I): Plums are golden and apricots are fat, and wheat and white cauliflower are sparse. No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.

Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Glory (II): Children in the village go out during the day and take care of their own affairs. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.

Chai Lu WANG Wei: There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.

6. A beautiful dreamy poem 1. Once a dream is put into action, it will become sacred.

2. No heart will be hurt by pursuing dreams. When you really want something, the whole universe will unite to help you finish it.

The most painful thing in life is that there is no way out after waking up. Happy are dreamers; If you can't see the way to go, the most important thing is not to wake him.

If you have a dream and are eager to form a band, here are some suggestions that you may want to follow.

5. Work hard, the stars are hidden in the depths of your soul; Dream a distant dream, and each dream will surpass your goal.

6. "Dream", believe in the inner strength and follow the twilight to pursue that long-cherished wish. Brahma sang softly, and his fiery eyes met the pain on my face. In the long river of passing time, I have no regrets, because I tried my best to chase it.

7. A beautiful life dream sentence 1. One should have a dream. Without dreams, it is impossible to succeed. If you just think about it and don't take action, you might as well not take action. A person without a dream can at least not work hard, while a person with a dream but no action will always go to various fantasy plans, but they will always fail, so they will always be envious.

2. Maybe dreams are pure, maybe infinite, and dreams can be detached. Dreams blow through my mind like the wind. In the dream, people are small, maybe we are too small.

We contemporary youth should have our own dreams. The greatest significance of dreams is to give us a direction and a goal. If the dream is just a dream, then such a life can be said to have no bright spot.

4. Dreams are not illusory. They are a kind of rationality, a kind of pursuit and a kind of strength, which inspires people to struggle and realize their "dreams".

Everyone has a dream road, but we don't have a map, but we have been looking for it. ...

8. Poems and famous sayings about dreams ● Dreams are by no means dreams, and the difference between them is usually worth pondering. (Gu Long)

How can you expect a person to have a dream if he has completely devoted himself to power and hatred? (Gu Long)

● Dreams are the thoughts of the mind and our secret feelings (truman capote)

● Dreams can become a reality as long as they persist. Aren't we living in a dream? (Tennyson)

Once a dream is put into action, it will become sacred (Ann proctor)

All activists are dreamers (Jane Haneck)

The most painful thing in life is that there is no way to go after waking up. Happy are dreamers; If you can't see the way to go, the most important thing is not to wake him (Lu Xun)

The disadvantage of dreamers is that they are afraid of fate (S Phillips)

A dreamer lives long, but a doer lives short (J. O'Reilly)

● Every dream is the opposite of reality (wigley)

What will happen to mankind if we lose our dreams? (Hot Tofu)

A person who has a career pursuit can dream higher. Although it was a dream at first, as long as you keep doing it and don't give up easily, your dream can come true.

-Yu You Cheng Mei

It's hard to say what is impossible, because yesterday's dream can become today's hope or tomorrow's reality.

People who want to express their dreams should be more sober.

No matter how vague dreams are, they always lurk in our hearts, so that our mood will never be peaceful until these dreams come true.

Youth is the happiest time in life, but this kind of happiness is often entirely because of being full of hope, not because of what you have gained or escaped.

No matter which era, the characteristics of youth always embrace all kinds of ideals and fantasies. This is not a shortcoming, but a valuable quality.

When I was young, I prepared materials and wanted to build a bridge to the moon, or two palaces or temples on the ground. Living to middle age, I finally decided to build a shed.

Try to go up, the stars are hidden in the depths of your soul; Dream a distant dream, and each dream will surpass your goal.

How natural it is to make youth anti-aging, long hair anti-baldness, enthusiasm anti-stale, and the future anti-past!

If you want to achieve great things, you must act in addition to your dreams.

9. A beautiful saying about dreams: Dreams are thoughts in dreams. It is said that dreams are unrealistic, and all I think about in my dreams is daydreaming. However, I still love to think and come up with my own style. Many people struggle for their dreams, because they have to pay the price if they want to realize them. ! The sky is blue, and the dark clouds will eventually disperse.

The sea is not wide, and the other shore is connected with the other shore.

Not far, as long as you dare to go.

Bitter is sweet, take good care of every day.

Why do meteors cross the sky every time?

I always don't know how to cherish and always don't know how to pray.

Maybe it's because I'm so looking forward to the morning sun shining on my face. I never regret disappearing into the ice world like the wind.

Because it's enough for me to give an explanation to life.

Enough to make the throne in my life have its own value.