A prosperous poem about dreams

1. A Complete Collection of Poems about "Dream"

1. with the distance between life and death year after year, and yet no beloved spirit ever visited his dreams —— Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

Translation: Yin and Yang have been separated for one year, why have you never been in my dream?

2. and the lady, at news of an envoy from the Emperor of China, was startled out of dreams in her nine-flowered, canopy —— Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

I really heard that the messenger of the king had arrived and woke up from my dream.

3. Life is like a dream, and a statue returns to the Yongjiang Moon-Song Su Shi's "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia"

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

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

I dreamed of falling flowers in the idle pool last night, but unfortunately I couldn't go home in the middle of the spring.

5. When I was drunk, I looked at the sword, but I dreamt that I was blowing horns and fighting in the camp —— Song Xin Qiji's translation of "Broken Fighter, Giving Strong Words to Chen Tongfu to Send It"

When I was drunk, I looked at the sword with a bright oil lamp, and I dreamt that I went back to all the camps of that year, and trumpets sounded one after another.

Extended information

Dreams also mean dreams. The ancients believed that there must be a reason for dreaming. Wang Fu once said that "if a man dreams strangely, he will reap more and do nothing less." He thought that there must be a reason for dreaming. There are psychological and physiological reasons for dreaming, but even in these two aspects, human beings still can't explain the mechanism of dream formation.

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

China was the first country to study dreams. As early as 2, years before Freud, we had a monograph on dreams-duke of zhou. But the interpretation of dreams in duke of zhou is not from a scientific perspective.

Based on the social science and technology conditions at that time, this book has considerable historical limitations in the interpretation of dreams. Among them, dreams are endowed with the ability to analyze people's future fortunes, but based on the gradual scientific understanding of dreams, people find that dreams can not predict people's future fortunes. This view originated from Freud's book The Interpretation of Dreams.

When people dream, their physiological manifestations are rapid eye movement and talk in their sleep. It is widely recognized that dreams occur in the shallow sleep state of human sleep.

Dreams are both real and illusory. People still can't explain whether they belong to psychology or imagination.

References: Dream-Sogou Encyclopedia 2. What are the poems about "Dream"

The poems about dreams mainly include:

Daydream

Tang Du Fu

In February, he slept drowsily, not only sleeping at night but also sleeping 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 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 at dusk, and the clouds are deep and dark.

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? 3. Poems about dreams

Ouyang Yi's sentence has been a dream year since he left 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 he talked about his dreams in the air. The Qing Dynasty did not feel ashamed of himself.

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 grain-taking monk a gift. When he heard that Zhong Zhong was alone, he didn't eat. 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. 4. Poems about dreams

1. "Breaking E799BE5BAA6E79FA5E98193E58685E5EB9313336633235" Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

drunk, looking at the sword, dreaming back to 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.

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, "Shang Shan Zao Hang" 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. Withered and defeated