Verses about remembering dreams (verses about falling into a dream)

1. Poems about falling into dreams

1. It was stormy on November 4th

Lu You

Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain ,

The Iron Horse Glacier comes into my dream.

2. Gui Meng

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

If the dream is not returned, there is no need to use Chu Ci's moves.

3. Two Poems by Li Bai in a Dream

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

Old friends come into my dream, and it is clear that we will always remember each other

4. Baoli Two Written after a night's dream on August 30th, 2011

Tang Bai Juyi

It's a joy to see Chen Ying suddenly unraveling, but the return of the world network is unknown.

Don’t forget the dream in the Quanwu Pavilion, while walking in the mud rain in Lingnan.

5. Living in a forbidden place, dreaming of traveling to the fairy temple

Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Because of the southwest dream, dreaming of traveling to the fairy temple.

6. Dreaming about Mr. Pei

Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

In the dream, it was like the past, just like the Jinluan Palace.

7. Dreaming of farewell after generation

Zuofu, the eldest son of the Tang Dynasty

Dreaming of farewell in the midst of farewell, sorrow comes after sorrow.

Dreams are thousands of miles away, and it is difficult to follow them again.

Thinking about the dream was painful, but I regretted that it was too late to wake up.

Even if it is not true, why not have a dream meeting. 2. A collection of poems about appreciating the rain

1. The sound of wind and rain at night can tell how many flowers have fallen. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")

2. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes. (Wang Wei: "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn")

3. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. (Du Fu: "Spring Night Happy Rain")

4. There is no rain on the mountain road, and the sky is green and people's clothes are wet, (Wang Wei: "In the Mountain")

5. Green bamboo hats, Green coir raincoat, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return. (Zhang Zhihe: "The Fisherman's Song")

6. In the late night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream. (Lu You: "Wind and Rain on November 4th")

7. During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying. (Du Mu: "Qingming")

8. I came to Wu in the cold and rainy night, and I saw off my guest in Chu Shangu in the clear day. (Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower")

9. The morning rain in Weicheng City is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willows are new. (Wang Wei's "Sending the Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi")

10. The clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, but the mountains are also strange when they are empty and covered with rain. (Su Shi: "Drinking the First Sunny and Later Rain on the Lake") 3. Ancient poems about dreams

Ancient poems about the pursuit of ideals:

Be poor and strong, and you will not fall into the clouds. —Wang Bo

The sparrows play with the feudal wood, and the swans roam safely. —Cao Zhi

My husband’s ambitions are all over the world, and he is still close to his neighbors thousands of miles away. —Cao Zhi

I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all my gold is gone. —Li Bai

He is full of joy, full of energy and thoughts, and wants to go up to the sky to embrace the bright moon. —Li Bai

If you want to see a thousand miles away, go to a higher level. —Li Bai

There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, and the clouds and sails are hung directly to help the sea. —Li Bai

Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history. —Wen Tianxiang

Thousands of sails are passing by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees are springing in front of the diseased tree. —Liu Yuxi

If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will be worried tomorrow. ——Luo Yin's "Self-dispatch"

An old man is helpless, but his ambition is thousands of miles; a martyr's ambition is endless in his old age. —Cao Cao

From the top of the mountain, you can see all the mountains and small mountains. - Du Fu "Wang Yue"

Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. - Gong Zizhen

Thirty years of fame and fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty. -Yue Fei

Thousands of hammers and thousands of hammers carved out the deep mountains, and the fire burned them as if it were nothing. Don't be afraid of being shattered into pieces, you want to leave your innocence in the world. —Yu Qian

Live as a hero, and die as a ghost. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. —Li Qingzhao

The road is long and long, and I will search up and down. - Qu Yuan 4. Poems or verses about the difficulty of finding a close friend

1. The singer does not hesitate to suffer, but the close friend is rare. ——"Nineteen Ancient Poems" by Han Yuefu

There is a tall building in the northwest of the whole poem, and the top is even with the floating clouds. There are sparse and beautiful windows, and the pavilion has three levels. There is singing on the strings, how sad is the sound.

Who can write this song? Wu is Qiliang’s wife! The Qing Dynasty businessmen followed the wind, and the middle tune was wandering. Sighing over and over again, generosity is left with sadness. I don't care about the singer's suffering, but it hurts the knowledge of the music. May I be a pair of swans and fly high.

2. Who knows who is lying on the road? Good friends are rare in the world. ——Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty, "Farewell to Wang Wei"

How can we wait for silence in the whole poem? We return to the sky in the morning. I want to find fragrant grass, but I regret not meeting my old friend. Who knows who is lying on the road? Good friends are rare in the world. You should only stay lonely and cover the door of your hometown.

3. If you want to play the piano, you don’t know how to appreciate it. ——Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty, "The Summer Pavilion Huai Xin Da"

In the whole poem, the mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east.

Enjoy the cool night, open the pavilion and lie down in the open space. The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops silence it. I want to play the piano, but I don’t know how to appreciate the music. Feeling nostalgic for my old friend, I will always work hard on my dreams.

4. Poetry is cold and I have few close friends. I am only happy that Jiang Gao can see you. ——Tang Dynasty Li Zhong's "Jishui County's Reward for the Scholars of Huasong in accordance with the Rhyme"

The official situation in the whole poem is depressed in the water village, and the officials have returned and have nothing to do. I listen to the lingering spring rain alone on my pillow, and look for the five old clouds in my dream. Every time you walk along the bamboo path, you can hear the birds singing through the flowers. Poetry is cold and I have few close friends. I am only happy that Jiang Gao can see you.

5. If you know the matter carefully but have few close friends, then your efforts will be in vain. ——Li Shanfu of the Tang Dynasty, "A Presentation to Li Chushi Who Plays the Qin"

The whole poem is full of love and understanding, but few friends know it, so it is obvious that the teacher's efforts are in vain. The world has been so ancient for a long time, why should we be more familiar with people? The body is not as skillful as the sheng and yu, and the music is as sweet as Zheng Wei's obscenity. There are seven lines of tung trees in three feet, and two deep lines in Ziqi's teacher's field.

6. Good friends are not easy to find, and touching the sword increases emotion. ——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "Given to his younger brother Xuanzhou Governor Shi Zhao"

Full poem Huainan looks to the south of the Yangtze River, and is surrounded by green mountains thousands of miles away. I'm tired of walking, and I'm halfway out of the blue sky. Zong Ying Zuoxiong County, a land and water phase control zone. Changchuan flows in the middle, and Wuhui flows thousands of miles away. The king's heart is also like this, accepting no matter the small or the great. The stroke of a pen stirs up wind and frost, and sincerity leads to benevolence. The court is covered with peaches and plums, and the hotel is covered with luxuriant roofs. What is the meaning of Cangwu clouds, floating and suddenly meeting each other. The talent will not be the same as the saint, and the fate will be against the times. Independent between the mountains and the sea, Kong Laosheng Ming Dynasty. It is not easy to find a close friend, so touching the sword increases emotion. When you finish 90,000 installments, don’t retreat midway.

7. Good friends are hard to come by, and talented people go to the end of the world. ——Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty "Send Li Shen to Guizhou to Pay a Visit to the Prime Minister"

Complete Poem A close friend cannot be found, and a talented man goes to the end of the world. The water is far away and the mountain is in a hurry, and the lonely boat is on the road. Chaotic clouds collect evening rain, and miscellaneous trees and sparse flowers fall. When he arrived at the Wenhui, he was more romantic than the Ruan family.

8. I have few close friends in ancient music, and my famous sayings are inconsistent with the common practice. ——Wang Zhenbai of Tang Dynasty, "Remembering Zhang Chushi"

The whole poem is written by Zhang Chushi on Tiantai, and the poems are mysterious. I have few close friends in ancient music, and my famous sayings are contrary to the common customs. The mountain breeze flows into the pine path, and the sea moon rises above the rock. Bi Shiwei is lying high, and no one can say right or wrong.

9. A gentleman can forget only if he has few close friends in his life. ——Bao Rong of the Tang Dynasty, "Li Zhengfeng is pregnant with the moon on an autumn night"

The whole poem: Yuanqin is lonely and lonely, and the high moon is facing the autumn hall. The beauty is far away from the moon, just looking at the scenery in the sky. When I sit down and hold my hand, the seven strings are desolate. If you have few close friends in your life, a gentleman can never forget them. The guest's thoughts are like a dream, and there are roadblocks all over the place. The sun is far away and lost, and the whole sky is filled with sadness. The main offering is two carp, which contains five articles. It's a pity that I don't have a thousand gold to answer, and my heart is filled with sorrow and thought. This evening I sighed in the wind, and my clothes were covered with dew.

10. If you want to express your thoughts to the Yaoqin, you will have few close friends, and no one will listen if the string breaks. ——Song Dynasty Yue Fei's "Little Heavy Mountain"

The whole poem The cicadas couldn't stop singing in the cold last night. Shocked back from a thousand-mile dream, it’s been the third update. Get up and walk around the steps alone. People are quiet, and the moon is dimly bright outside the curtain. A white head is a sign of fame. Old mountains and old pines and bamboos block the return journey. I want to convey my thoughts to Yao Qin, but I have few close friends, and no one will listen when the string is broken.

11. Bao Se's mellow tune has passed through the ages, but the strings of Zhu Silk are broken and there are few close friends. ——Xin Qiji, Song Dynasty, "Butterflies in Love with Flowers, Drunken Books and Rain on Rocks under the Moon"

The whole poem is full of beautiful flowers and beautiful flowers. There is no one in the empty valley, and I feel sorry for myself. Bao Se's mellow tune lasts through the ages, but the strings of Zhu silk are broken and there are few close friends. I am growing old as time goes by. Tingzhou is full of water, where can I find fragrant grass? The song that evokes the tiredness of Hunan has not ended yet. After the stone dragon dances, the pines are dawning.

12. The rise and fall of Yao Yao, success or failure, fills the world, but has no close friends. ——Song Dynasty Wang Zhi's "Ten Thousand Years of Joy"

The whole poem has a bright moon, which reflects the ancient people's hearts for thousands of years, and their hearts are more and more cherished. The sea turns into loess, but the heart never turns into dust. The rise and fall of Yao Yao is full of success and failure, and there is no close friend. He caressed the lanqian and tried to summon the heroic spirit, but it was heavy and no one answered. Bored, I lay on my pillow and scratched my head, dreaming on the altar in the hut, just like all my life. *** Turning the Yangtze River into wine, the opposite is true. Unconsciously, the frost and wind are knocking on the bamboo, and when I fall asleep, I feel the sea and deep sorrow. I flutter my sleeves and go to the north of the river and west of the river, looking for someone on the worldly streets.

13. The clear and moist jade flute lasts for a long time, and close friends are rare. ——"Yi Luo Suo" by Zhou Bangyan of the Song Dynasty

The whole poem is full of beauty in the spring mountains. Poor wrinkles. Don't wet the flower branches with clear tears, for fear that the flowers will become as thin as a person. The clear and moist jade flute has been idle for a long time, and close friends are rare. If you want to know how to worry about leaning against the lantern every day, just ask about the willow tree in front of the pavilion.

14. It’s a pity that there are so few close friends in the world. ——Wang Weiwei, Song Dynasty, "Moon on the West River"

The whole poem has a little bit of true yang on the edge, which moves to enlighten the yin. These creations have deep meaning. You must have a clear mind and see your nature. The wonderful thing is that it is spotless and naturally has no concern for the environment. It's a pity that there are so few close friends in the world. You will become a saint. 5. Poems about Sanshengshi

"Yellow Spring·Wangchuan" Author: Wangchuan The soul lingers in the Santu River, only pitying the flowers on the other side; we will never see each other for life, and we will miss each other forever.

Drinking the water of I forget the river, I don’t know the heartbroken people; I have no choice but to look at the bridge, and the fate is broken. "The Floating World·Bad Words" Author: Zhang Qiuyu The soul enters the Wangchuan River and stays with you for thousands of years.

On the other side, there is a sea of ??flowers, but here there is nothing. "This Life" Author: Deng Jiming Walking to Huangquan Road, I stepped onto the Naihe Bridge; I saw the Wangchuan River again, and gathered at Wangxiang Terrace.

A bowl of Meng Po soup engraved on Sansheng stone with trembling; We did not stay together in the past life, and we have no destiny in this life. "This Life" Author: Deng Jiming Walking to Huangquan Road, I stepped onto the Naihe Bridge; I saw the Wangchuan River again, and gathered at Wangxiang Terrace.

A bowl of Meng Po soup engraved on Sansheng stone with trembling; We did not stay together in the past life, and we have no destiny in this life. Naihe soul on Naihe bridge, recalling the past and the birth of Naihe.

After Meng Po’s soup, she forgot about the mortal world, and only hoped that she would not meet you again in the next life. "Road to Huangquan" The road on the Naihe Bridge is Naihe, right and wrong do not cross the Wangchuan River.

There is no right or wrong in front of the Sansheng Stone. I meet Po Meng beside the gazebo. Sighing on the waves for ten years, how can I make up for the long time? On the stone of three lives, there are all kinds of no luck.

The white hair comes, the beauty goes, and a wild song falls beside the wine. (Qinyuanchun Liu Chenweng) If Gantong is not combined with the three birthstones, it will be elegant and joyful, and it will hold the nine-turn gold.

(Send to Guan Xiu as a reward for Zhang Xianggong’s visit) He waved his rhinoceros towards the Sansheng Stone. Looking back is heartbreaking, the sunset is full of fragrant grass.

(Wu Lan Hua Slow, Shao Hengzhen) I threw three stones from Nanyue and stood next to a few clouds on the west mountain. (Jingzhu expresses my feelings.

"Yellow Spring·Forget River" Author: The soul of Forget River lingers in the three rivers, only pitying the flowers on the other side; we have not seen each other for life, and we will miss each other forever. Drinking the water of Forget River, I will not I know people who are heartbroken; I have no choice but to cross the bridge and look forward to my hometown.

"Floating World · Talking Words" Author: Zhang Qiuyu's soul enters the Wangchuan River, and the flowers on the other side become the sea, and the place is empty.

"This Life" Author: Deng Jiming walked to Huangquan Road and stepped onto the Naihe Bridge; I saw the Wangchuan River again, and gathered together at the Wangxiang Terrace. They trembled to carve Sansheng stones and a bowl of Meng Po soup; we didn't stay together in the past life, and we have no fate in this life.

"This Life" Author: Deng Jiming walked to Huangquan Road and stepped onto the Naihe Bridge; I saw the Wangchuan River again, and gathered together at Wangxiang Terrace, tremblingly carving Sansheng stones and a bowl of Meng Po soup; We were not together in the past life, and we will not be together in this life. No fate.

Naihe soul on Naihe Bridge, thinking about the past and forgetting the mortal world, only hoping that I will not meet you in the next life.

"Naihe Road" Naihe Bridge. , Right and wrong do not cross the Wangchuan River. There is no right or wrong in front of the Three Lives Stone. I will meet Meng Po by the Wangxiang Terrace.

Sighing on the waves for ten years, there are all kinds of unfavorable things on the Three Lives Rock. After leaving, a wild song fell beside the wine.

(Liu Chenweng in Qinyuanchun) The three-sheng stone is not combined with the gantong, and the nine-turn gold is raised in a graceful manner. Waving the rhinoceros.

Looking back, I am overwhelmed by the beauty of the sunset. I send my gratitude to Monk Da Chan's disciple Qi Ji) The souls on the three lives are re-established, and they will be in harmony with each other.

) Feeling sorry for his visit to Sanshengshi yesterday, he visited the Erlao Pavilion today. The trees are covered with black smoke and the mountains are green with wild grass.

The birds are still tired, and they can't bear to hear the dragons and horses. Take advantage of the Leopard Wen □.

The dream on the stone of three lives, the music of heaven is on my side (Ciyun Zhang Yuzhi Kaiyuan Temple View Painting Wall and Jane Li Desu Huang Tingjian) The dream on the stone of three lives is not doubtful.

(Heda Xin Lao Jian presented it to Huang Tingjian) Zhou Cangya went to my mountain to compose a poem and presented it to Wen Tianxiang. The three-sheng stone was tied to the stone. The fisherman almost forgot the way down the mountain, and the immortal visited the Lingtou boat.

The black ape and the white crane have no roots in the tree, and the thin moon and sparse stars in the sky make me drunk and sleepy. People say that Mr. Rong is lazy and greets his guests in bed. I come here and forget to bow to each other.

I talk about Dengzhou Zen and share the wheat in Tianning.

The story of a monk-turned-husband, Xuan Shang's children's play. May the fragrance be frightened by the lingering smoke, and the sense of sophistication be left behind.

The Master Gu Ying is not dull and makes me restless. Please ask for a drop of water for washing.

The old elves on the three-life stone, admiring the moon and singing in the wind, don’t talk about the shameful lover visiting me from afar. Although the opposite sex always exists, my past and afterlife are endless. I am afraid of heartbreak. I have searched the mountains and rivers of Wuyue, but I have returned to the smoke. Qutang Golden Jade League Author: Ziyan I The rock emerged from the rock and turned into a hero's tomb, showing indestructible love. In the second generation, the rock is broken, the bridge of marriage is crossed, and the mandarin ducks fly in pairs.

After three lifetimes of burning jade, I vowed to keep the golden and jade alliance, which will be with me forever in life and death. First couplet: Three lives are determined on the Sansheng stone, and three lives are promised in front of the Sansheng temple.

Second line: Three lives of love, three lives of lingering love. Horizontal comment: Deep love *** Sansheng, the origin of eternal love Sansheng Sansheng Stone Sansheng Stone Author: Higurashi Looking at Sansheng from the Sansheng Stone, the water flows every year and the river and the moon cross.

I was once a guest of immortals from the Heavenly Family, but I just followed the river without leaving any trace. Farewell to the spring moon, there are countless mountains, and there is water in the spring river.

The spring rivers and mountains and rivers cannot comfort me, the spring moon is boundless and graceful in the sky. I look at the mountains in the distance, and the mountains in the distance seem to look at me dimly.

The flowing fire of the golden crow has no name, but the soul is so light with sweat.

When the autumn wind comes, the leaves fall, and the autumn wind blows away the leaves. There is no way that the red leaves make me miss lovesickness so much that it’s hard to describe the countless lovesicknesses.

The flying snow seems to be waiting for you, and the falling red leaves are no one to pick them up. Cangshan is pitiful, the white clouds are deep, and the emotions are silent and heartless.

It is not easy to die and live again, especially if the spring breeze is another night. There are three fates on the stone of three lives, but the truth is that we don’t see each other again every year? But now the wind has made three living stones, and we have looked at each other without knowing each other.

Sansheng Shifu Author: Qiu Shuo The Sichuan River flows rapidly in the east with clear blue water, and there are egrets spreading their wings on it.

When they touch their beaks, they sing sweet words to each other, and when they kiss their necks, they play with each other.

He is ready to fly but still lingers, lingering and playful yet hesitant. They both fly high to look at Wushan, which is a long way away from clouds and rain.

The maple leaves in Wu Gorge are as red as fire, and they fly together with joyful cries, hidden in the autumn leaves. At dusk, the two men were perched by the river, and fine feathers were arranged on the rocks beside the river.

Their feathers are as fine as brocade and as white as snow, and they are talking to each other to express their affection. The eyes gazed at each other with affection for a long time, and Jiang Shi had a spiritual memory for three lifetimes.

The Shujiang River is green and the Shushan Mountains are green, and the Bashan Shuishui water contains aura. Ba's man is skillful in making flutes with reeds, and Ba's girl's singing voice is as graceful as water.

The girl rides on an ox and sings about bamboo branches, and the man blows bamboo leaves to accompany her. I have never grown green plums since I was young, and have been herding cattle since I was a child.

Admire the two birds flying in the sky, and look for branches between the rocks. Bashan Mountain is high and far away, and there are few people around it. God knows that the two hearts are in love.

I once made a solemn oath to the blue sky, and we will never be apart from each other until the end of time. The father in the family pities his daughter, and the wealthy family is looking for a good son-in-law.

I wanted to marry a girl from Bashan and left Bashan. The mountains were high and the water was vast, and we were separated from each other. The thunder shattered the couple's dreams, and they knelt in front of the door and begged.

In this life, I wish to be like dust and ashes, stuck in the sky and trapped in death. There is no need to regret death when two people are in trouble. In the next life, my brother will accompany my sister.

The waves in Qutang are high and the water in Sichuan is bad. The broken soul has no time to return. The autumn rain in Bashan is as thin as a weave, and the leaves of the sycamore trees have fallen, solitary wild geese are roosting.

I shed tears alone in the sky of Shu Mountain, the ape cries and weeps on my clothes. In the coming year, a younger brother will be added to the family, and his appearance will be beautiful. 6. Poems about singing cicadas

1. "Chasing the Coolness on a Summer Night" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty