Poetry about love is ultimately a dream

1. Poems about a dream

2. Poems about another dream

Poems about a dream 1. About "dream" "Complete collection of poems

1. After so many years of separation between life and death, the soul has never come to sleep - "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Translation: A year has passed between Yin and Yang, why have you never come to sleep? Came here in my dream?

2. Hearing about the envoys of the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, the dream soul in the Jiuhua tent was frightened——"Song of Everlasting Sorrow" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Translation: Taizhen heard that the envoys of the emperor had arrived, and from Awakened from dream.

3. Life is like a dream, a statue still shines in the moonlight of the river - "Niannujiao·Chibi Nostalgia" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

Translation: Life is like a dream, raise a wine glass to pay homage to this The eternal bright moon.

4. Last night, I dreamed of flowers falling in Xiantan. It’s a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of the spring - Zhang Ruoxu, Tang Dynasty’s "Moonlight Night with Flowers on the Spring River"

Translation: Last night, I dreamed of flowers falling in Xiantan. It’s a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring. What's more, I still can't go home half way through spring.

5. When I was drunk, I lit up the lamp and watched the sword, and I dreamed of blowing the trumpet company——Xin Qiji, Song Dynasty, "Broken Zhenzi, composed a heroic poem for Chen Tongfu to send it to"

Translation: In the drunken dream I turned on the oil lamp and looked at the sword. In my dream, I returned to the various fortresses of the past, and the horns sounded one after another.

Extended information

Dream also means dream. The ancients believed that there must always be a reason for dreams. Wang Fu once said, "Among the strange dreams, there are many that are rewarding and few that are ineffective." He believed that there is always a reason for dreams. The reasons for dreaming are known to be psychological and physiological, but even in these two aspects known to humans, humans still cannot explain the mechanism of dream formation.

The events and scenes formed in dreams come from people's existing cognition and memory, which include vision, hearing, touch, and feeling. All these elements that appear in people's dreams are based on memory.

China is the first country to study dreams. More than 2,000 years before Freud, we had a monograph on dreams - "The Interpretation of Dreams by Duke Zhou". However, the interpretation of dreams in "Zhou Gong's Interpretation of Dreams" is not from a scientific perspective.

Based on the social, scientific and technological conditions at that time, this book has considerable historical limitations in the interpretation of dreams. Among them, dreams are given the ability to analyze people's future misfortunes. However, based on today's scientific understanding of dreams, people have found that dreams cannot predict people's future misfortunes. This view first emerged from Freud's book "The Interpretation of Dreams".

When people dream, their physiological manifestations include rapid eye movements and sleep talking. It is widely recognized that dreams occur in the light sleep state of people's sleep.

Dreams are both real and illusory. Whether this is psychological or imaginary, people still cannot explain it.

Reference: Dream-Sogou Encyclopedia

2. Which poems describe a dream

The poems that describe "a dream" are: Jiangnan Jiangbei My old hometown has been a dream for thirty years.

——Five Dynasties: Li Yu's "Crying while crossing the Zhongjiang River and looking at Shicheng" The world is a big dream, how many autumns are there in life? ——Song Dynasty: Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon·Worldly Affairs: A Big Dream" Worldly affairs are as short as spring dreams, and human feelings are as thin as autumn clouds. ——Song Dynasty: Zhu Dunru's "Moon over Xijiang·Everything is as short as a spring dream" When I woke up from a sad dream, the setting sun shone deep in the courtyard.

— Song Dynasty: Yan Shu's "Traveling on the Shasha·The Path is Thinly Red" Li Yu's "Crying at the Stone City across the Zhongjiang River" The original poem is as follows: My old hometown in the south of the Yangtze River and the north of the Yangtze River has been a dream for thirty years. The palace of Wuyuan is now in desolation; the palace of Guangling is desolate.

The cloud cage is far away, and there are thousands of sorrows, and the rain hits the boat with thousands of tears. Four brothers with a family of three hundred cannot sit around and think about it.

Translation: Jiangnan or Jiangbei, it turns out they are both my hometown. Thirty years have passed, and it’s like a dream.

The palace courtyard of the State of Wu back then has now become deserted, and the pavilions and halls of Guangling have also become very desolate.

Standing on the boat in the river and watching Xiuyan in the distance shrouded in clouds and mist, it looks like pieces of melancholy clouds. The rain beats on the returning boat just like my tears falling down line by line.

We, four brothers and three hundred family members, cannot bear to sit around and think about our mistakes. The original poem "Xijiang Moon: A Big Dream in the World" by Su Shi is as follows: "A big dream in the world, how many times are there cold autumns in life?" At night, the wind leaves are already singing.

Look at the brows and temples. The drunkard often worries that there are few guests, and the bright moon is obscured by clouds.

Who is alone with *** during the Mid-Autumn Festival? He looked northward sadly.

Translation: Everything in the world seems like a big dream. How many cool autumns have you experienced in your life? At night, the sound of the wind blowing the leaves echoed in the corridor. Looking at myself, there were a few more silver threads on my brows and temples. The wine is not good, but it makes me less worried about the guests. Although the moon is bright, it is always covered by clouds.

On this Mid-Autumn Festival night, who can enjoy this wonderful moonlight with me? I could only pick up the wine glass and look sadly to the north. The original poem of Zhu Dunru's "Moon over the Xijiang River·The world is as short as a spring dream" is as follows: The world is as short as a spring dream, and human feelings are as thin as autumn clouds.

No need to worry about hard work. Everything turns out to be destined.

Fortunately, three glasses of wine are good, and a new flower is the best. A moment of laughter and bonding.

Tomorrow will be cloudy or sunny. Translation: The world is short and fleeting like a spring dream.

Human feelings are indifferent, just like the thin clouds in the clear autumn sky. Don't worry about your hard work, everything is already destined.

Today I was lucky enough to have three glasses of good wine and a newly blooming flower. The short happy gathering was so intimate that no one knew what would happen tomorrow.

The original poem of Yan Shu's "Treading on the Shasha: The Path is Red and Thin" is as follows: The footpath is red and thin, and the suburbs are full of green. The trees on the high platform are somber in color.

The spring breeze does not let go of the poplar flowers, and they flutter in the faces of passers-by. The orioles are hidden in the green leaves, and the swallows are separated by the red curtains.

The incense in the stove slowly turns on the gossamer. When I woke up from a sad dream, the setting sun shone deep in the courtyard.

Translation: The red flowers on the side of the road are becoming increasingly scarce, but the countryside is covered with luxuriant grass, and tall buildings and pavilions are looming in the shade. The spring breeze doesn't know how to control the poplars and catkins, letting them flutter around people's faces.

There are orioles hidden in the green leaves, the red curtains keep the swallows out, and the quiet incense curls up like a gossamer. When I woke up from a sad dream after being drunk, the setting sun was slanting on the deep courtyard.

3. Poems about dreams

1. Life is like a dream, and a statue is like a moon. ——Song Dynasty Su Shi's "Niannujiao·Chibi Nostalgic"

Interpretation: Life is like a dream, raise a wine glass to pay tribute to the eternal bright moon.

2. Last night, I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, and it was pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of the spring. ——Zhang Ruoxu of the Tang Dynasty, "Moonlight Night on the Spring River"

Translation: Last night I dreamed of flowers falling on the pond. Unfortunately, I couldn't go home after half the spring.

3. Looking at the sword while drunk, I dreamed of blowing the trumpet company. ——Song Dynasty Xin Qiji's "Broken Array: Returning to Compose a Poetry for Chen Tongfu"

Translation: In a drunken dream, I turned on the oil lamp and looked at the sword. In my dream, I returned to the various camps of the year, and the horns sounded one after another. .

4. The wind is blowing, the snow is blowing, the dreams of hometown are broken, and there is no such sound in my hometown. Answer - "Sauvignon Blanc·A Journey to the Mountain" by Nalan Xingde of the Qing Dynasty

Translation: The wind is blowing and snowing outside, which wakes up the soldiers from their sleep and reminds them of their hometown. Missing me, there is no such voice in my hometown.

5. Lying down in the late night, listening to the wind and rain, and dreaming of the iron horse and the glacier. ——Lu You, Song Dynasty, "A Storm and Rain on November 4th"

Translation: The night was almost over, I was lying on the bed and heard the sound of the wind and rain, and dreamed vaguely that I was riding a horse. Armored horses crossed the frozen river.

4. Poems describing a dream of Qianqiu hegemony

Who can have a special love for life and death and sex

Even across the world

Don’t ask about the grand plan, eternal hegemony is just a dream

Dream of Red Mansions

Good song lame Taoist

Everyone in the world knows that gods are good, but only fame can never be forgotten!

Where are the generals from ancient to present? A pile of grass disappeared in the barren grave.

Everyone in the world knows that gods are good, but gold and silver cannot be forgotten!

In the end, I only regret that there are not many people together, and when the time comes, I close my eyes.

Everyone in the world knows that gods are good, but only my beautiful wife cannot forget them!

I expressed my kindness to you on your birthday, but you will go with others after your death.

Everyone in the world knows that gods are good, only your children and grandchildren will never forget them!

There have been many infatuated parents since ancient times, but who has ever seen filial children and grandchildren?

5. An ancient poem that makes people feel like a dream

Song of Everlasting Regret

The emperor of the Han Dynasty was obsessed with beauty and wanted to overwhelm the country, and he could not find it for many years. There is a daughter in the Yang family who has just grown up. She is raised in a boudoir and no one knows her.

It’s hard to give up on natural beauty, and once you choose it, you will be on the side of the king. Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color.

In the cold spring, bathe in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water will wash away the fat. The waiter helped her weakly, and it was the beginning of her new grace.

The flowers on the temples are swaying with golden steps, and the hibiscus tent warms the spring night. The spring night is short and the sun is high, and from now on the king will not go to court early.

There is no leisure for Cheng Huan to serve banquets, and he spends all his time traveling from spring to night. There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and three thousand people love her.

The golden house is made up to serve as a charming servant at night, and the jade house is drunk and spring after the banquet. Sisters and brothers are all nobles, and it is a pity that Guangcai was born in a family.

This makes the hearts of parents all over the world not to be reborn as boys but as girls. The blue clouds are rising from the heights of Li Palace, and the wind of fairy music can be heard everywhere.

Slow singing, slow dancing, and silk and bamboo condensation, the king is not satisfied with it. Yuyang's flying dragon stirred up the earth and broke through "The Song of Colorful Clothes and Feather Clothes".

Smoke and dust arose from the Jiuchong City Tower, and thousands of horses rode southwestward. The green flowers swayed and stopped, more than a hundred miles west of the capital.

The Sixth Army had no choice but to turn around and die in front of the horse. There is no one to collect the flowers and leaves on the ground, and the green buds and jade are scratching their heads.

The king hid his face and could not be saved. Looking back, blood and tears flowed. The yellow leaves are scattered and the wind is blowing, and the clouds are lingering on the sword pavilion;

There are few people walking at the foot of Emei Mountain, and the flags are dull and the sun is thin. The Shujiang River is green, the Shushan Mountain is clear, and the Holy Lord is in love with you day and night.

Seeing the moon in the palace makes me sad, and hearing the sound of heartbroken bells in the rain at night. The sky spins and the earth spins back to Long Yu, hesitating and unable to go;

In the soil at the foot of Mawei slope, there is no place where Yuyan Kong died. The monarch and his ministers looked after each other with all their clothes on, and looked eastward at the capital gate to return on horseback.

After returning, the ponds and gardens are all the same, with Taiye hibiscus and willows still growing. Hibiscus is like a face and willows are like eyebrows, how can I not shed tears at this!

The peach and plum blossoms bloom in the spring breeze, and the sycamore leaves fall in the autumn rain. There are many autumn grasses in the south of the West Palace, and the fallen leaves are full of red leaves that are not swept away.

The disciples in Liyuan have new white hair, and the prisoner Qing'e in Jiaofang is old. In the evening hall, fireflies fly and think quietly, and the solitary lamp is exhausted before they fall asleep.

The long night begins with bells and drums, and the stars are about to dawn. The mandarin duck tiles are frosty and the flowers are heavy, and the emerald quilt is cold, who cares?

After so many years of separation between life and death, my soul never came to sleep. Linqiong Taoist priests from Hongdu can reach the soul with their sincerity.

In order to appreciate the king's thoughts, he taught the alchemists to search diligently. Empty and control the energy, it rushes like electricity, ascending to heaven and earth to seek everywhere.

The blue sky above and the yellow spring below are nowhere to be seen. Suddenly I heard that there was a fairy mountain on the sea, and the mountain was ethereal.

The exquisite pavilion is filled with five clouds, among which there are many fairies. One of them has a character called Tai Zhen, and his skin and appearance are all mixed.

Knock on the jade in the west chamber of the Golden Palace, and if you turn to Xiaoyu, you will be rewarded with double success. Hearing that the Emperor of the Han Dynasty envoys, the dream soul in Jiuhua tent is frightened.

Wandering around while holding clothes and pushing pillows, the silver screen of beads and foil spreads out. The bun in the clouds is half fresh, and the flower crown is not neat.

The wind blows and the fairy mantle is fluttering, just like the dancing of colorful clothes and feathers. The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring.

Looking at the king with affection, his voice and appearance are blurry.

Love is overwhelming in Zhaoyang Palace, and the sun and moon are long in Penglai Palace.

Turning back and looking down at the world, Chang'an is nowhere to be seen, but dust and mist. Only the old things show deep affection, and the rhinestone alloy hairpin is sent to the future.

Leave one strand of the hairpin and combine it into a fan; break the hairpin into gold and combine it into two pieces. But the teaching heart is as strong as gold, and we will meet in heaven and on earth.

I sent my farewell message again with sincerity, in which I vowed to know each other. On July 7th, in the Hall of Eternal Life, no one was whispering in the middle of the night.

In the sky, I wish to be a winged bird, and on the earth, I wish to be a twig. As time goes by, this hatred will last forever.

6. Poems about dreaming

30. Song of Songs

Life has been a dream since ancient times,

Dreaming of sleeping lions waking up at the end of the world .

Treading the bumpy road in the world,

The journey has been so easy.

Thousands of words written down are all military strategies,

There is thunder between the lines.

There are millions of heavenly soldiers and generals,

Each of them shows his bravery for me.

31. Staying at Mount Tai at Night Picture

I am lucky enough to stay at Mount Tai tonight.

I would like to be surrounded by the stars.

The holy emperor's words are not heard in the streets of heaven.

Lying on the sea of ??clouds, I still sleep soundly.

Who in the clouds will beat the sky drum?

It is in vain to break the drum and crack it.

A lifetime is a dream,

Why not a dream for ten thousand years?

7. A collection of ancient poems about dreams

A stone can be broken, but its strength cannot be taken away; a pill can be ground, but its redness cannot be taken away. ——"Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals"

Scholars are determined, but if they are not determined, nothing will be achieved. ——(Warring States) Mencius

There is no greater failure than a dead heart, and no greater sorrow than a lack of ambition. ——(Warring States) Zhuangzi

Husband’s ambition should be high. ——(Three Kingdoms. Shu Han) Zhuge Liang

My husband has ambitions all over the world, and he is still close to his neighbors thousands of miles away. ——(Three Kingdoms) Cao Cao

I am an old man who is restless but aims for a thousand miles. In his old age, a martyr is full of ambition - (Three Kingdoms) Cao Cao

A man should die in the wilderness, wrapped in horse leather and buried with his ears. How can he lie in bed in the hands of his son and daughter? ——(Han) Ma Yuan

A big roc rises with the wind in one day and soars up to ninety thousand miles. If the wind calms down and comes down, it can still blow away the water. ——(Tang Dynasty) Li Bai

He bows his head and cherishes his precious bones, but he still has the spirit of being thousands of miles away. ——(Yuan Dynasty) Hao Jing

Those who are on the wrong road are worried about going astray. Those who look up to the mountains have the ambition to fly into the sky. ——(Western Jin Dynasty) Fu Xuan

If one's ambitions are determined from afar, how can things in this world never come to fruition? ——(Ming Dynasty) Xu Qian

If you don’t live a safe life, you will get drunk and ride a long whale in the East China Sea. ——(Southern Song Dynasty) Lu You

If a person's ambition is not far-reaching and his mind is absent, he will not succeed in learning. ——(Northern Song Dynasty) Zhang Zai

The sea can be filled and the mountains can be moved, so is the ambition of a man. ——(Southern Song Dynasty) Liu Guo

Though he has traveled thousands of miles, he is usually not like a duck in the water. ——(Southern Song Dynasty) Xin Qiji

Both husbands have ambitions and will make meritorious deeds upon meeting. ——(Tang Dynasty) Yang Jiong

It is late at night, and the sky is still full of mist. ——(Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi

My heart is as bright as the moon, and my ambition is as clear as the autumn frost. ——(Tang Dynasty) Li Shimin

The tree that holds the arms together is born from the smallest grain; the union of nine layers starts from the base soil; the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. ——(Spring and Autumn Period) Lao Tzu

When you are old and strong, you would rather move your heart with a white head; when you are poor and strong, you will not fall into the clouds. ——(Tang Dynasty) Wang Bo

He is determined to stay firm on the green hills, his roots are still in the broken rocks, and he is still tenacious despite the winds from east to west, north and south. ——(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao

If you are determined and determined, success will take a long time but not soon. ——(Song Dynasty) Zhang Xiaoxiang

Be a first-class person, do first-class things, speak first-class words, and have first-class consciousness. ——(Ming Dynasty) Lv Kun

Everyone is full of joy and excitement, and wants to fly up to the blue sky to see the bright moon.

——(Tang Dynasty) Li Bai

Without determination, it is like a boat without a rudder or a horse without a rein, drifting and galloping, where will it end up? ——(Ming Dynasty) Wang Shouren

The body is like a boat against the current, and the heart is stronger than iron and stone; I hope my father will fulfill my son's aspirations, and I will not be afraid of difficulties until death. ——(Ming Dynasty) Li Shizhen

Even if one has great ambitions and grows old, he will still be a ghost hero after death. ——(Southern Song Dynasty) Lu You

Thousand-year-old Jingwei’s heart is at peace with the sea, and for three days he has eaten cattle in the tiger’s spirit——(Southern Song Dynasty) Lu You

Verses about another dream 1. Describe one What are the poems about a dream?

The poems describing "a dream" include: My old hometown in the south of the Yangtze River and the north of the Yangtze River, a dream for thirty years.

——Five Dynasties: Li Yu's "Crying while crossing the Zhongjiang River and looking at Shicheng" The world is a big dream, how many autumns are there in life? ——Song Dynasty: Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon·Worldly Affairs: A Big Dream" Worldly affairs are as short as spring dreams, and human feelings are as thin as autumn clouds. ——Song Dynasty: Zhu Dunru's "Moon over Xijiang·Everything is as short as a spring dream" When I woke up from a sad dream, the setting sun shone deep in the courtyard.

— Song Dynasty: Yan Shu's "Traveling on the Shasha·The Red Path" Li Yu's "Crying while crossing the Zhongjiang River looking at the Stone City" The original poem is as follows: My old hometown in the south of the Yangtze River and the north of the Yangtze River has been a dream for thirty years. The palace of Wuyuan is now in desolation; the palace of Guangling is desolate.

The cloud cage is far away, and there are thousands of sorrows, and the rain hits the boat with thousands of tears. Four brothers with a family of three hundred cannot sit around and think about it.

Translation: Jiangnan or Jiangbei, it turns out they are both my hometown. Thirty years have passed, and it’s like a dream. The palaces and courtyards of the State of Wu back then have now become deserted, and the pavilions and halls of Guangling have also become very desolate.

Standing on the boat in the river and watching Xiuyan in the distance shrouded in clouds and mist, it looks like pieces of melancholy clouds. The rain beats on the returning boat just like my tears falling down line by line.

We, four brothers and three hundred family members, cannot bear to sit around and think over our mistakes. The original poem of Su Shi's "Moon over Xijiang: A Big Dream in the World" is as follows: "A Big Dream in the World", how many cool autumns are there in life? At night, the wind leaves are already singing.

Look at the brows and temples. The drunkard often worries that there are few guests, and the moonlight is obscured by clouds.

Who is alone with *** during the Mid-Autumn Festival? He looked northward sadly.

Translation: Everything in the world seems like a big dream. How many cool autumns have you experienced in your life? At night, the sound of the wind blowing the leaves echoed in the corridor. Looking at myself, there were a few more silver threads on my brows and temples. The wine is not good, but it makes me less worried about the guests. Although the moon is bright, it is always covered by clouds.

On this Mid-Autumn Festival night, who can enjoy this wonderful moonlight with me? I could only pick up the wine glass and look sadly to the north. Zhu Dunru's "Moon over Xijiang·Worldly Things are as Short as a Spring Dream" The original poem is as follows: All things in the world are as short as a spring dream, and human feelings are as thin as autumn clouds.

No need to worry about hard work. Everything turns out to be destined.

Fortunately, three glasses of wine are good, and a new flower is the best. A moment of laughter and bonding.

Tomorrow will be cloudy or sunny. Translation: The world is short and fleeting like a spring dream.

Human feelings are indifferent, just like the thin clouds in the clear autumn sky. Don't worry about your hard work, everything is already destined.

Today I was lucky enough to have three glasses of good wine and see a newly blooming flower. The short happy gathering was so intimate that no one knew what would happen tomorrow.

The original poem of Yan Shu's "Treading on the Shasha·The Path is Red and Thin" is as follows: The footpath is red and thin, and the suburbs are full of green. The trees on the high platform are somber in color.

The spring breeze does not let go of the poplar flowers, and they flutter in the faces of passers-by. The orioles are hidden in the green leaves, and the swallows are separated by the red curtains.

The incense in the stove slowly turns on the gossamer. When I woke up from a sad dream, the setting sun shone deep in the courtyard.

Translation: The red flowers on the side of the road are becoming increasingly scarce, but the countryside is covered with luxuriant grass, and tall buildings and pavilions are looming in the shade. The spring breeze doesn't know how to control the poplars and catkins, letting them flutter around people's faces.

There are orioles hidden in the green leaves, the red curtains keep the swallows out, and the quiet incense curls up like a gossamer. When I woke up from a sad dream after being drunk, the setting sun was slanting on the deep courtyard.

2. Poems describing a dream of Qianqiu hegemony

Who can have a special love for life and death and love

Even across the world

Don’t ask about the grand plan. Supremacy is just a dream

A Dream of Red Mansions

A good song is a lame Taoist

Everyone in the world knows that gods are good, but only fame can never be forgotten!

Where are the generals from ancient to present? A pile of grass disappeared in the barren grave.

Everyone in the world knows that gods are good, but gold and silver cannot be forgotten!

In the end, I only regret that there are not many people together, and when the time comes, I close my eyes.

Everyone in the world knows that gods are good, but only my beautiful wife cannot forget them!

I expressed my kindness to you on your birthday, but your death followed others.

Everyone in the world knows that gods are good, but only your children and grandchildren will never forget them!

There have been many infatuated parents since ancient times, but who has ever seen filial children and grandchildren?

3. A collection of poems about "dream"

1. After so many years of life and death, the soul never comes to dream - "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Translation: It’s been a year since Yin and Yang separated, why have you never come to me in my dreams?

2. Hearing about the emperor’s envoy from the Han family, the dream soul in the Jiuhua tent was frightened——"Song of Everlasting Sorrow" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Translation: Taizhen heard that the king’s envoy had arrived, and from Awakened from dream.

3. Life is like a dream, a statue still shines in the moonlight of the river - "Niannujiao·Chibi Nostalgia" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

Translation: Life is like a dream, raise a wine glass to pay homage to this The eternal bright moon.

4. Last night, I dreamed of flowers falling in Xiantan. It’s a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of the spring - Zhang Ruoxu, Tang Dynasty, "Moonlight Night with Flowers on the Spring River"

Translation: Last night, I dreamed of flowers falling in Xiantan. It’s a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring. What's more, I still can't go home half way through spring.

5. When I was drunk, I lit up the lamp and watched the sword, and I dreamed of blowing the trumpet company——Xin Qiji, Song Dynasty, "Broken Zhenzi, composed a heroic poem for Chen Tongfu to send it"

Translation: In the drunken dream I turned on the oil lamp and looked at the sword. In my dream, I returned to the various fortresses of the past, and the horns sounded one after another.

Extended information

Dream also means dream. The ancients believed that there must always be a reason for dreams. Wang Fu once said, "Among the strange dreams, there are many that are rewarding and few that are ineffective." He believed that there is always a reason for dreams. The reasons for dreaming are known to be psychological and physiological, but even in these two aspects known to humans, humans still cannot explain the mechanism of dream formation.

The events and scenes formed in dreams come from people's existing cognition and memory, which include vision, hearing, touch, and feeling. All these elements that appear in people's dreams are based on memory.

China is the first country to study dreams. More than 2,000 years before Freud, we had a monograph on dreams - "The Interpretation of Dreams by Duke Zhou". However, the interpretation of dreams in "Zhou Gong's Interpretation of Dreams" is not from a scientific perspective.

Based on the social, scientific and technological conditions at that time, this book has considerable historical limitations in the interpretation of dreams. Among them, dreams are given the ability to analyze people's future misfortunes. However, based on today's scientific understanding of dreams, people have found that dreams cannot predict people's future misfortunes. This view first emerged from Freud's book "The Interpretation of Dreams".

When people dream, their physiological manifestations include rapid eye movements and sleep talking. It is widely recognized that dreams occur in the light sleep state of people's sleep.

Dreams are both real and illusory. Whether this is psychological or imaginary, people still cannot explain it.

Reference: Dream-Sogou Encyclopedia

4. Poetry of an Empty Dream

1. "Falling Flowers"

Li Shangyin

The guests in the high cabinet went unexpectedly, and the flowers in the small garden flew everywhere.

The jagged streets convey the slanting light.

The broken intestine cannot bear to be scanned, and the piercing eyes are still thin.

My heart is exhausted towards spring, and what I gain is my clothes.

2. "Xijiang Moon·The world is a big dream"

Su Shi

The world is a big dream, and there are several cool autumns in life. At night, the wind leaves are already singing. Look at the brows and temples.

When the wine is cheap, I often worry about the lack of guests, and the moonlight is blocked by clouds. Who is alone with *** during the Mid-Autumn Festival? He looked northward sadly.

3. "Picking Mulberries on the Middle Wall of Shubo Mountain Road"

Xin Qiji

The young man does not know the feeling of sorrow and falls in love with the upper floors. Falling in love with the upper floors, I force myself to express my sorrow in order to compose new words.

Now that I know all the sorrow, I can’t stop talking. I wanted to give it up, but I said it was a cool autumn.

4. "The Cry of the Black Night: Last Night's Wind and Rain"

Li Yu

Last night's wind and rain made the curtains rustle with autumn sounds. The candle is leaking, the pillow is broken frequently, and the pillow cannot be straightened when sitting up.

Everything in the world goes with the flow, but only a dream comes to an end. The road to Zuixiang is stable and should be visited frequently, but other than that it is unsuitable.

5. Poems about dreams

Ouyang Fu's poem It's been the year of Mengsong since I left home.

Liu Haoxu's sentence: Returning to a dream is like spring water, wandering around my hometown. Xue Ying's poem: The flowers stay in Yue, and the moon returns to Qin in dreams.

Duan Chengshi Sentence: The outbreak of lice prevents you from returning to your dream, and the noise of insects breaks through the dawn. Duan Chengshi's sentence: In the dream, I think about the nectar, and in my words, I cherish the lamp.

Sikong Tu Sentence: The ground is cool, the cranes are dreaming, the forest is quiet and the monks are solemn. Zhao Gu's sentence: The crane returns to Songdao, and the letter is perfect; the wind in Orange Island brings the fragrance of dreams.

Xiong Jiao's poem: After waking up from a dream of being tired of listening to the singing of birds, I am swept away by the fall of flowers and the end of spring. Meng Bin said in a sentence: The fairy bird returned to the sky and dreamed of it, and the Qing Dynasty did not feel good about itself.

Zhang Zi's Dream Sentences: God knows that I remember this person, so that I can see him in my dreams. Li Pin's Sentence: Just a five-character sentence will take a lifetime.

("Bei Meng Suo Yan") Li Yuan's sentence: Three glasses of wine for personnel matters, and a game of chess for the passing of time. ("Northern Dream Suoyan").

Li Jingrang Quote: Chengdu has one hundred thousand households, and it is like a feather. (See "Bei Meng Suoyan") Yang Juyuan's sentence "Three swords dreamed of Yizhou, and one arrow captured Liaocheng."

(See "Chronicle" below). Lu Zhao's sentence: You dream of the moonlight, and you remember the song of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

(See "Yuezhou Prefecture Chronicles"). Han Xie's Three Recollections: When I was sleeping, I was sleepy with spring dreams.

The jade hairpin hangs down from the edge of the pillow. Tan Yongzhi's sentence: The flowing water is familiar with the world, and the fallen flowers are tired of the worldly work.

("Yi Monk") Wu Bin's sentence: The mandarin heron guest has not left the trace, but the dream soul arrived at the partridge village first. ("Ci Jie Mu") Linghu Chu's Songs of Xianghe·Five poems on the march to the army.

Even if I dream of returning home, I still hear the sound of a blockage. Linghu Chu's Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Two Songs of Sauvignon Blanc You are walking up the mountain, and I am dreaming in your boudoir.

Thousands of jade chopsticks fell, and the silver bed was half empty. Linghu Chu's Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Two Songs of Sauvignon Blanc. Sleeping on a beautiful mat in the spring, watching through the screen window at dawn.

In the hazy dream, I am still at home in western Liaoning. *** Miscellaneous Songs·Sixth Clear There is no one in the boudoir candle, but there is a dream soul in Luo Ping.

Recently, the sound has been lost, and I look at the king’s door all day long. *** Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Longevity Girl The clouds send rain to Guanxi, and the wind spreads to Weibei for autumn.

The lonely lamp is like a guest's dream, and the cold pestle is full of homesickness. *** Lyrics of Miscellaneous Songs·Da Yue Music (Shang Diaoqu) Tears are hard to shed, and broken jade is easy to sell.

The moon goes with the moon, but the dream soul is far away. Wang Ji wrote on the wall of the hotel: Last night the bottle was empty, now the urn is about to be opened.

After interpreting the dream in a dream, he came to the restaurant. Zhang Wenshou's Da Yule's tears are hard to shed, but jade is easy to sell.

If you follow the bright moon, your dream soul will never be far away. Questions from the Song Dynasty. Reply to Tian Zhengjun Where did I go when I traveled to the mountains? I returned to Yiluojian late.

When I returned to bed, I suddenly dreamed of being in Songqiu Mountain. Song Zhiwen returned to Lingnan in Jingzhou. On a third autumn day in Mengze, there was a cloud in the sky.

He will also take off his feathers and rejoin the group of partridges. Zhang Shuo: Five poems about entering Zhuyu Mountain on the 9th. The evening festival celebrates the ninth day, and there are five thousand people on the high mountain.

I met a saint when I was drunk, and I saw an immortal in my dream.

Shen Ruyun's Two Poems of a Boudoir's Complaint It's hard to send books when the geese run out, and I worry about having many dreams.

I would like to follow the shadow of the lonely moon and shine in Fubo Camp. Zheng Gu Gu lived in Zhijingshe for the rest of half a century in Western Shu after the rebellion... Four rhymes are used to hang it. Hearing the pure words every time he thinks, facing the Zen bed on a rainy night.

We have not met again, and the autumn lanterns illuminate the shadow hall. Gu Yun finally broke the promise, and Bo Huan was injured.

The dream surrounds the long pine tower and burns a stick of incense in the distance. Xu Bin's night mooring in Jingshan met relatives and friends. The mountains and the sea are different, so I stopped the boat for this period.

There is no limit to what we mean when we meet each other, but there are no words to say when we meet. Sitting there for eternity, I wonder about my dreams and worry about my hair.

It’s easy to get famous quickly, but it won’t take time to get there. Xu Bin, a friend of Hannan Huai, I am traveling from the west to the east, so why would I want to meet like this?

I dreamed of the Wuyue River, and hated the Xianghan Bell deeply. Cumulus clouds clear the way, and snow piles on the front peak at dawn.

Who knows that it is not the same as before, and pity you for suddenly seeing your appearance. Cui Tu, the hermit of Songyang, has been dreaming for forty years, and his career is on the same level.

No one lives together for a long time, but there are cranes who meditate on each other. Grass grows in the field, springs and chalcedony flow.

I even think that the tree in the garden is old and that it is autumn in the world. Cui Tu Wushan Temple The double daisies look like horns, which should hurt the spring of the motherland.

The country is not its old owner, but Yun Yu is its predecessor. Mengjue's poet is as spiritual as a native of Chu.

I don’t know where he will become a god again after a thousand years. Cui Tu is pregnant with Jinshi Wei Dan during the Spring Festival Gala. All the flowers in his hometown are gone, but the dream of Jianglou is still lingering.

Half a lifetime is spent, but one life is so difficult. The thorns are pure and pure, and the acacia has orchids.

Looking forward to the spring of the second year, it doesn’t look like I was in Chang’an. Cui Tu's Qiuxi Gathering with Friends. The chapters and sentences accumulate small achievements, and the stars and frost are twenty empty.

You should be as young as me, and you will be the same as me. After the monk returned from the moon, the poem appeared in the guest's dream.

I even heard the cranes buzzing and the clear dew dripping from the green pine trees. Cui Tu gave the monk a gift of food. Hearing the bell and not fasting alone, why should he be more concerned about it?

There are few people passing through the courtyard quietly, walking up the steps leisurely from the grass. There are no birds under the platform, and clouds are buried on the stone road.

To recall the old days in Zen, I still dream of hundreds of cliffs. Cui Tu spent a leisurely time in spring recalling his old business in the south of the Yangtze River. How could it be that Du Men returned to his hometown in the morning and evening?

The dream never leaves the spring stone, and Lin Wei is said to be in hiding. Gradually, I became familiar with the worldly affairs, and recalled the spring of my hometown.

The water and wind in the south are warm, and white apples should grow. Cui Tu's mountain house at the top of Sulu Mountain. Stepping out of the forest, you can see thousands of peaks one after another.

A long period of leisure is like an attempt, and a temporary period of time is like a difficulty. The trees in the valley are covered with old clouds, and the shadow of the waterfall outside the monk's window is cold.

I feel that my heart is not up to the mark, so I look forward to this dream of Chang'an. Cui Tu's Book of Autumn Evening Look at the autumn colors, it's time to go out again.

It is not too early for white hair to appear, and it is too late for Qingyun to go away. Meng Wei was pregnant with the country, and there was no trace of Taqi.

In this way, I can strengthen my way, and I am worthy of knowing it. Han Xie Leaving Home A long night in early August, the first journey through thousands of mountains.

Beautiful faces are only dreams, but complaints are silent. The guests at the ancestral table dispersed, and horses were riding in the empty suburbs.

Self-pity is not enlightenment, and being cramped is a false name. Han Xie wanted to leave, and Fen Yun talked through the window, making an appointment with her when she was still young.

We have to meet somewhere, no matter when we want to leave. The hatred is deep and endless, and the love is extremely suspicious.

The melancholy Taoyuan Road is only known in dreams. Wu Rong sent Master Guangli back to the east. Purple Palace had been favored by him for a long time, and he returned to the east and passed through Haimen.

I know that the glory is just a dream, and I am willing to be ecstatic even if I say goodbye. The morning bird comes first in the bright future, and the ape roosts in the dark in the cold.

If the mountain is heavy, it should be old and cloudy. Wu Rong left for Tongguan early. The moon was setting in the sky, and his dream was still lingering.

The trees are green at dawn, and the jade steps are cold. The official career ended in self-suffering, and the life experience was quiet and impressive.

The competition seems to be hidden in the mountains, and the clouds pillow the green turbulence. Wu Rong's Butterfly Two by two, the smoke and dew in the South Garden are slight.

They must live side by side when living, and fly together when flying. The grass is light and worried, and the flowers are dying and cherishing the evening light.

I have long acquaintances with beautiful girls, and I dream about people returning from far away at night. Dai Siyan Jiang Shangyu If you don’t want to go, this feeling is not free.

Wherever the stars shine, wind and rain bring cool autumn. The cold locks the empty river in the dream, and the sound follows the sorrow of the yellow leaves.

Xiao Xiao is still here and will go to Pingzhou sooner or later. Dai Siyan is on the fortress. The sky is full of traces, the day is vast, and the sandy ancient battlefield is still there.

There is a lot of snow in spring, and cattle and sheep make their living. Tears blow in the cold corner, and dry elms fall on the bed of dreams.

I have never been a visitor to the mountains and rivers, so how can I say I have been to Yuyang?

Du Xunhe sent Chen Fang back to Machuan. The bottom of Machuan was clear, as if entering Wuling River.

Mountains on both sides of the bank face each other, and birds are chirping wildly in spring. The wine flags and willows are moving, and the monk's house is in line with the clouds.

This is the road to my hometown, and my dream of cherishing you is not lost. Du Xunhe's gift to Master Linshang: Regardless of Zen and the law, one must eventually enter the door of enlightenment.

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Overcoming the bumpy road in the world,

The journey has been so calm.

Every word written is a military strategy,

There is thunder between the lines.

There are millions of heavenly soldiers and generals,

All of them show their bravery for me.

Picture of sleeping in Mount Tai at night

I am lucky enough to stay in Mount Tai tonight.

I wish to be intimate with the stars.

I don’t hear the Holy Emperor’s words in the streets,

I lie down in the sea of ??clouds and sleep soundly.

Who in the clouds will beat the sky drum?

It is in vain to break the drum and crack it.

One dream in one life,

Why not one dream for ten thousand years?

7. Life is a dream poem

You and I are just dust. Everyone is expressing the good or bad of feelings. In the past, there have been changes in the world. Everyone is the master of painting the colors in front of us. The precious present designs the future, and the blank space is completely covered with color. They say that life is like a dream. Dreams come and go, but they are all in vain. I hope you and I have beautiful rainbows in our dreams, making dreams different. Since life is like a dream, Dreams come and go, they are all in vain. Don’t take success or failure too seriously. Work hard and dream well. Whether it is ordinary or great, just take it easy. Everyone is the master. Paint the colors in front of you. Grasp the precious present. Design the future. The blank spaces are all covered with colors. It is said that life is like a dream. Dreams come and go, but they are all in vain. I hope you and I have beautiful rainbows in our dreams to make dreams different. Since life is like a dream, dreams come and go, but they are all in vain. Then success or failure is the difference. Don't take it too seriously, work hard to dream well, be ordinary or great, just take it easy. Since life is like a dream, dreams come and go in vain, so don't take success or failure too seriously, work hard to dream well, be ordinary or great, just take it easy.