Poems about returning to dreams

The poems about dreams mainly include:

Daydreaming

Tang Du Fu

Sleeping in a daze in February, instead of sleeping alone at night for a short time.

the peach blossoms are warm and the eyes are drunk, and the dreams of sunset in Chunzhu are linked.

at the bottom of the thorn in the hometown gate lane, the monarch and minister of the Central Plains 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

Du Fu of Tang Dynasty

The roads are congested, and the mountains and rivers are lonely.

The only one who lives in ignominy is old, and the rebellion has lasted for three dynasties.

it's raining hard, the clouds are deep and the black water is far away.

you don't have to resort to Chu ci.

Dream of Li Bai

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.

this cloud, that has drifted all day through the sky, may, like a wanderer, never come back.

three nights now I have dreamed of you, as tender, intimate and real as though I were awake..

and then, abruptly rising to go, you told me the perils of adventure.

by river and lake-the storms, the wrecks, the fears that are borne on a little boat.

and, here in my doorway, you rubbed your white head, as if there were something puzzling you.

our capital teems with officious people, while you are alone and helpless and poor.

who says that the heavenly net never fails, it has brought you ill fortune, old as you are.

a thousand years' fame, ten thousand years' fame, what good, when you are dead and gone.

On August 3th, the second year of Bao Li's reign, after a dream, I wrote

Tang Baijuyi

Suddenly, I was glad to see the truth, but it is unknown that the world network will come back.

don't forget the dream in the whole Wu Pavilion, when walking in the mud and rain in Lingnan.

Answer the dream of mountain inn

Tang Bai Juyi

I dreamed of traveling thousands of miles to Jun, and I wanted to live in ghosts for two years.

don't forget to sit in front of the bamboo bushes in the back hall.

straight in the forbidden, sleepwalking in Xianyou Temple

Tang Bai Juyi

Xi Xuan Cao Zhao leisure, pine and bamboo deep silence.

when the breeze comes out in the moon, it suddenly seems like the evening in the mountains.

because it became a southwest dream, it became a fairy traveler.

the sound of palace leakage is like a drop of mountain spring.

dream of the past

Tang Bai Juyi

don't come to the boss to practice hard, and it will turn into ashes.

I've spent all my life thinking about it. Why did you dream last night? 2. there is a poem about "dream"

Ouyang Hao's sentence is that it is a dream year to leave home.

Liu Shenxu's sentence returns to a dream like spring water, wandering around his hometown. Xue Ying said, "Flowers stay and live in Vietnam, and dreams return to Qin in the month.".

In Duan Chengshi's sentence, lice suddenly and violently hinder dreams, and insects are louder and louder. Duan Chengshi thought of nectar in his dream, and cherished the lamp in his words.

Si Kongtu coolly clears the crane dream, and Lin Jing is a monk. Zhao Wei said that the Matsushima crane returned to the letter, and the orange island was full of wind and dreams.

Xiong Jiao's sentence is tired of listening to singing birds. After waking up, he sweeps away the fallen flowers at the end of spring. Meng Bin talked about the fairy bird but returned to the air to dream. The Qing Dynasty didn't feel ashamed of itself.

Zhang Ziji's dream sentence "Heaven knows me and I remember him, so I can see him in a dream on earth.". Li Pin's sentence only uses five words, which breaks his whole life.

("A Dream in the North") Li Yuan's sentence requires three glasses of wine and a game of chess every year. ("The Dream of the North").

Li Jingrang said that there are 1, households in Chengdu, which is a drop in the bucket. (See "A Dream in the North") Juyuan Yang's sentence dreams of Yizhou with three knives and takes Liaocheng with one arrow.

(see Chronicle below). Lu Zhao's sentence dreams of the sun and the moon, and recalls the songs in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

(see Yuezhou Prefecture Records). When Han Wo recalled his sleep for three times, his dream of spring was full of sleep.

the exhibition can't be started, and the jade hairpin hangs on the pillow edge. TanYongzhi's sentence "Things are familiar with the world, and dreams of falling out of love are tired of dust and labor.".

("Yi Monk") Wu Bin's sentence did not say goodbye to the guest, and the dream spirit went to Zhegu Village first. ("Ci Jie Mu") Linghu Chu sang songs and joined the army. Five songs of Hu Feng were a thousand miles away, and the fifth day of the Han Dynasty was more bright.

even if I dream of returning home, I can still smell the traffic jam. Linghu Chu's Zaqu Songs and Sauvignon Blanc's two songs, Jun Xing Deng Long, and my dream is in my boudoir.

jade chopsticks fall in thousands of rows, and the silver bed is half empty. Linghu Chu's miscellaneous songs, two songs of Sauvignon Blanc, sleep in the spring, and the screen window is fascinated.

In the hazy dream, Youzi is in western Liaoning. * * * Miscellaneous Songs Sixth, there is no figure in the boudoir candle, and Luo Ping has a dream soul.

recently, I've been exhausted, and I've been looking at your door all day. * * * miscellaneous songs, long-lived female clouds send rain to Kansai, and the wind spreads in the north and autumn.

a lonely lamp makes you dream, but cold pestle makes you homesick. * * * Miscellaneous Songs Da 'an Music (Shang Diao Qu) Tears are hard to be exhausted, and the jade is easy to sell.

if you go with the bright moon, you will never dream. Last night, the bottle began to run out, and now the urn is open.

dream in a dream and come to the restaurant. Zhang Wen's tears are endless, and the jade is easy to sell.

if you go with the bright moon, Mo Dao's dream is far away. Song Zhiwen answered Tian Zhengjun's visit to the mountain, and returned to Ilo late.

when I go to bed, I suddenly dream, just like in Songqiu Mountain. In Jingzhou, Song Zhiwen returned to Mengze, Lingnan. In the autumn, there was a cloud in Cangwu.

The heron feather will be reintroduced into the partridge group. Zhang said that on the 9th, he entered cornus Mountain and wrote five poems, five thousand of which were high in the mountains.

when you're drunk, you know you're blessed, but when you're dreaming, you'll find immortality. Shen Rujun's always in my heart's two wild geese are hard to send, but they are too worried to dream.

I wish to follow the lonely moon and shine on Fubo camp. Zheng Gu Valley has stayed in the refined house for more than half a century in Western Shu since it was deserted ... Four rhymes to hang every thought and smell the pure words, and rainy nights to the meditation bed.

before we meet again, autumn lights shine in the cinema. The lonely cloud will eventually break the contract, and the thin official will be hurt.

Dream around the long pine pagoda, burning a wick incense in the distance. Xu Bin stayed at night in Jingshan Mountain, and his relatives and friends met with two differences, so he stopped the boat occasionally.

don't come without any restrictions, but there are no words when you meet. Sit forever in disbelief and dream, and feel anxious and anxious.

it's easier to be late than to be famous, so it's time to go. Xu Bin Hannan, who is pregnant with friends, returned to the east in the west, so why meet him?

Wu Yueshui is my dream, and I hate Xiang Hanzhong. Cumulus clouds open the way, and the snow peaks before the stack.

who knows what is not old, pity you suddenly see your face. Cui Tu titled Songyang hermit's dream for forty years, and his career refers to a hill.

no one has lived together for a long time, and there are cranes to repair the ghost. Grass is mixed with fields, springs and stone pulp flow.

I'm even more suspicious of the old family tree, and I suspect it's autumn in the world. Cui Tu Wushan Temple's double Dai is like a whimper, which should hurt the old country's spring.

Jiangshan is not the old owner, but sex is the predecessor. Dream-teller, the spirit is still blessed by Chu people.

I don't know where it will be after thousands of years. Cui Tu Spring Festival Gala is full of flowers in Wei Lian's hometown, but Jiang Lou's dream is still incomplete.

if you want to live half your life, it's hard to live one life. Te Li Jue is flawless, and acacia grass has orchids.

it's not like being in Chang' an after two years of disappointment in spring. Cui Tu's gathering with friends in the autumn evening has accumulated a lot of achievements, and the stars and frost are empty.

I should be as unsociable as I am, and I can sing my songs with you. After the monk returned on the moon, the poem became a guest dream.

I am more aware of the crane police, and I am clear of the pine trees. Cui Tu gave the monk who was taking a break from grain a gift. He heard that Zhong Du was not lent, so why should he care more?

few people go to the hospital quietly, and they are idle from the grass to the top. There are no birds under the platform, and there are clouds buried on the stone road.

in order to remember the old in Zen, I still dream of a hundred cliffs. Cui Tu lived in seclusion in spring, remembering that the old business in the south of the Yangtze River, Dumen, is it a solution?

a dream is inseparable from a fountain stone, and Lin Wei calls it seclusion. Gradually familiar with the floating world, turn to recall the old mountain spring.

the water and wind in the south are warm, and white apples should be born. Cui Tu stayed at the top of Lushan Mountain, and when he got out of Duan Lin, he saw a thousand peaks.

if you are idle for a long time, it should be difficult to arrive temporarily. Gu Shuyun buried the old, and the monk window waterfall was cold.

I don't think my heart is up to my expectations, so I dream of Chang 'an. Cui Tu's autumn night book looks at the autumn night, and it's time to go out.

white happens not early, and Qingyun goes late. Dreams are only about going to the country, and they can't trace him.

it's no shame to know how to strengthen my Tao. Han Wo left home in early August, the first trip to Qian Shan.

Yan only has dreams, but she cries silently. The ancestral seats are scattered, and the horses are in the empty suburbs.

self-pity is not a matter of knowledge, and embarrassment is a mere name. Han Wo wants to get rid of the window language and resume his youth.

I have to meet somewhere, but I just want to go. I hate endless books, and I am extremely suspicious.

I'm disappointed in Taoyuan Road, but I can only dream about it. Wu Rong sent Master Guangli east to Zidian for a long time, and east to Haimen.

it's a dream to be proud of yourself, but don't be fascinated. Early bird in the morning, cold into the apes.

if Ji mountain is heavy, it should be old. Wu Rong sent Tongguan early, and the sky fell at the beginning of the month, and his dream was still alive.

the trees are dark and the jade steps are cold. The official tour ends in bitterness, and the life experience is quiet.

competition is like hiding in the mountains, and rushing with clouds and pillows. Wu Rong's butterflies are in love with each other, and the smoke in the South Garden is slightly exposed.

you must live together when you live, and you must fly at the place where you fly. The grass is shallow and worried, and the flowers are residual and cherish the evening glow.

if you make friends for a long time, you will find a beautiful girl, but if you dream at night, you will return. Dai Siyan's rain on the river is not free unless he doesn't want to go.

where the stars shine, the wind and rain send cool autumn. Cold locks empty dreams, and the sound is sad with yellow leaves.

Xiao Xiao is not over yet, so I will go to Pingzhou sooner or later. Dai Siyan is stuck in the sky, and the sand is in the ancient battlefield.

in spring, there is a lot of snow, and the livelihood is in cattle and sheep. The cold corner blows tears from the countryside, and the dried elm falls into the dream bed.

if you've never been a tourist, you can't talk about Yuyang. Du Xunhe sent Chen Yun back to MaChuan MaChuan Qing bottom, like into Wuling creek.

the mountains on both sides of the river face each other, and the birds are singing in the spring. Wine flags and willows move, and the monk's house is in harmony with clouds.

this is my hometown road, and I am not lost in your dreams. Du Xunhe's gift to the venerable master, regardless of Zen and law, will eventually enter the enlightenment gate.

solution. 3. Poems about dreams

First, life is like a dream, and one statue is still on the moon. -Song Su Shi's "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia"

Interpretation: Life is like a dream. Raise your glass to offer a drink to this eternal moon.

second, last night, I dreamed of falling flowers in the idle pool, but I didn't come home in the poor spring. -Don Zhang Ruoxu's Moonlit Night on the Spring River

Last night, I dreamed that the flowers were falling in the pool. Unfortunately, zhidao couldn't go home by himself in the middle of spring.

third, when you are drunk, you will see the sword, and you will dream of blowing horns. -Song Xin Qiji's

Translation: In a drunken dream, I lit an oil lamp to watch the sword, but in my dream, I went back to all the camps of that year and sounded horns one after another.

Fourth, when the wind changes, the snow changes, and the dream of breaking the heart of the hometown fails, so there is no such sound in the garden. A: Qing Nalanxingde's "A Journey to the Mountain"

Translation: It is blowing and snowing outside, which wakes up the sleeping soldiers and reminds them of their hometown. There is no such voice in hometown.

5. Lying in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain, Tiema Glacier dreams. -Song Luyou's November 4th Storm

Translation: The night was almost over, and I was lying in bed and heard the sound of the storm. In a daze, I dreamed that I was riding a horse in armor across the frozen river. 4. What are the poems about "dream"

1. I came to my hometown in the dark, and Xiao Xuan window was dressing. -"Jiang Chengzi Yi Mao dreams on the 2th day of the first month" Su Shi in Song Dynasty

Interpretation: In the evening, he suddenly returned to his hometown in a vague dream, only to find his wife dressing in front of the mirror at the small window.

2. After the dream, the balcony is locked high, and the curtain is lowered after waking up. -

Interpretation of "Linjiang Fairy: The balcony is locked after a dream" by Yan Jidao in the Song Dynasty: The door of the balcony is locked after a dream in the middle of the night, and the curtain hangs heavily after waking up from a night of drinking.

3. three nights now I have dreamed of you, as tender, intimate and real as though I were awake.. -"Two Dreams of Li Bai Part II" Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty

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

4. Travel hand in hand with dreams at night, and tears will not be collected in the morning. -"Dream of Micro" Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: I dream of playing with you hand in hand at night, and I don't wipe my towel when I wake up in the morning with tears.

5. I dream of plum blossom in the south of the Yangtze River, and the night boat plays the flute and the rain is rustling. Renyu Post Bridge. -

Interpretation of Huangfu Song in Tang Dynasty: It is the time when Huangmei matures to see Jiangnan in my leisure dream. At night, the flute is playing on the boat, the drizzle is softly ringing, and someone whispers beside the small bridge of the post station.

6. till you came to me last night in a dream, because I am always thinking of you. -"Two Dreams of Li Bai, Part One" Du Fu in Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: Old friend, you suddenly came to my dream because you know that I often remember you.

7. dream of entering the smoke and water road in the south of the Yangtze River, travel all over the south of the Yangtze River, and don't meet people who leave. -Yan Jidao in Song Dynasty

Interpretation: I dreamed of going to the misty Jiangnan Road, traveled all over the land of Jiangnan, and failed to meet my parting sweetheart.

8. sleepwalking, I don't know where. -"Night Visit to the Palace, Remember the Dream Sender Bo Hun" Song Dynasty Lu You

Interpretation: I didn't know where I came in my dream, but I had a customs here.

9. I didn't see Dan Qing in my dream, but I was surprised by the birds singing in the mountains. -

Interpretation of "A Partridge in the Sky and a Dream in the Evening" by Jiang Kui in the Song Dynasty: The meeting in the dream is always unclear, which is not as clear as the portrait, and this kind of spring dream is often awakened by the cry of a mountain bird.

1. The mountain has a long dream, but the fish and geese have little sound and dust. -

Interpretation of Yan Jidao in Song Dynasty: The desert and desolate Guanshan often haunts me, and it is difficult for my relatives far beyond the Great Wall to send home letters. 5. Poems/essays about "dreams"

Dreamless Tang Bai Juyi is old and dim, and his spring clothes are cold after the rain.

Old poems are forgotten, but new wine is tasted. Stupidity is determined by stability, and carelessness should take advantage of the difficulties of companionship.

fame and fortune are gradually lost, but dreams never grow. Daydream Tang Du Fu sleeps drowsily in February, instead of sleeping separately 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.