1. Famous poems with the word dream

The following are all searched by me personally. It took me several hours to find them. I hope you will adopt them.

=========================================== ============================ Tang Poems - from "Three Hundred Tang Poems" Old friends come into my dream, knowing that I will remember each other forever. Du Fu: One of the two poems of "Dream by Li Bai" I want to dream of Wu Yue, flying across the Jinghu Lake and the moon all night.

Li Bai: Sleepwalking Tianmu chants to leave behind. After so many years of separation between life and death, the soul never comes to sleep. Bai Juyi: Song of Everlasting Regret Late at night, I suddenly dreamed about my youth, and I cried and cried, my makeup and tears were red.

Bai Juyi: Playing the Pipa The journey is long and the soul is in pain, but it is difficult for the dream soul to reach the mountains. Li Bai: One of two Sauvignon Blanc poems. I was fishing on the Bixi River in my spare time, and suddenly I was riding a boat and dreaming of the sun.

Li Bai: One of the Three Difficulties in Traveling. The clouds are steaming in Mengze, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City. Meng Haoran: Looking at Dongting Lake as a gift to Prime Minister Zhang. The water is shallow and the fish beam is shallow, but the weather is cold and the dream is deep.

Meng Haoran: Climbing Xian Mountain with the disciples. I dreamed of returning to invade Xiaoxiao from afar, and the letter from home arrived the following year. Du Mu: Traveling and staying in the Imperial Township tomorrow, I still dream of fishing and woodcutter.

Xu Hun: Going to the Tongguan Posthouse in autumn. The former residence in Jiangshan is empty of text, and the deserted platform is full of clouds and rain. How can I dream of it! Du Fu: No. 2 of Five Poems on Ancient Relics Zhuang Sheng dreamed of butterflies at dawn, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart entrusted to the cuckoo. Li Shangyin: Jinse The dream is so far away that it is difficult to recall it, and the book is hastened to become ink.

Li Shangyin: One of the two untitled poems. The long journey should be sad in the late spring [Sun/Wan], and I still have vague dreams in the remaining night. Li Shangyin: Spring Rain: The life of a goddess is just a dream, and the sister-in-law has no husband.

Li Shangyin: Untitled Poem No. 2: When I cry, I startle my concubine in her dream, and I cannot get to western Liaoning. Jin Changxu: Spring Resentment: The dream is wet with tears, and the dream cannot come true. I sing in the front hall late at night.

Liu Yuxi: Spring Poems: After ten years of dreaming about Yangzhou, he won the reputation of a brothel. Du Mu: Reminiscing about the dream of a bed of ice and silver, the blue sky is like water and the clouds are light at night.

Wen Tingyun: The Resentment of Yao Se The river is raining and the grass is flowing, and the six dynasties are like birds chirping in the sky. Wei Zhuang: Picture of Jinling: The poor bones by the Wuding River are like people in a boudoir's dream! Chen Tao: Traveling to Longxi. Farewell Meng Yiyi arrived at Xie's house. The small corridor turned around and slanted towards the end.

Zhang Bi: Send someone====================================== =================================== Lyrics - mostly from "Three Hundred Song Ci Poems" "I don't know how cold it is in my dreams" It's rain, a moment of joy. Langtaosha Li Yu The soul of the darkened country is chasing the thoughts of the traveler.

Every night, good dreams keep people sleeping. Su Muzhe Fan Zhongyan How long does it take to have a spring dream? It scatters like autumn clouds and has no place to find.

Magnolia Yan Shu There is a lingering dream at the top of the building, and the March rain at the bottom of the flower. Magnolia by Yan Shu When I woke up from a sad dream, the setting sun shone deep in the courtyard.

Walking on the Shasha Yan Shu The orioles talk nonsense while sleeping, frightened and crippled, and the good dreams are nowhere to be found. Die Lianhua Yan Shu stirs up the chaos of spring sorrow like catkins, Yiyi is nowhere to be found in her dreams. Butterfly Love Flower by Ouyang Xiu So I looked for it in a dream with a single pillow, but the dream did not turn into a lamp and burned with both hands.

Magnolia Ouyang Xiu It is not in vain that the east wind blows away the tears of the guests, the longing for love is difficult to express, and the dream soul has no basis, the only way is to return. The Sapphire Case Ouyang Xiu I dreamed that there was a sliver of wind through the window, and the cold current of the lamp was blowing.

Slow Waves on the Sand by Liu Yong Farewell is as fast as a shuttle, the old trip is like a dream, how can the journey of smoke and water be limited. Qi Shi Liu Yong When I was in the middle of my dream, after I woke up from the wine, I was thinking about it.

Qianqiu Suiyin Wang Anshi After a dream, the tower is high and locked, and the curtains are drooped at dusk after being drunk. Qing Ping Le Wang Anguo It's so easy to get together and disperse when I wake up from the West Tower.

Die Lian Hua Yan Jidao After we said goodbye, we met again and again, and shared our dreams with you several times. I only have a few silver photos left tonight, as if I was afraid that the meeting would be a dream.

Partridge Sky Yan Jidao The souls of Guanshan have long dreams, but there are few books of wild geese. Sheng Cha Zi Yan Jidao Where does Chaoyun Xinjuan know? It should be said that King Xiang has a spring dream.

Magnolia Yan Jidao Even if the dream soul exists, it will become empty, which is comparable to the dream without. Ruan Lang returns, Yan Jidao paints a screen on the bank of the sky, dreaming back to the promise, with clouds and water from ten continents.

The Spring Order by Yan Jidao Dreams follow the wind for thousands of miles, looking for the man's whereabouts, and he is called by the orioles again. Water Dragon Yin Su Shi The sound is like three drums, one leaf is sonorous, and the dark dreamy clouds are broken.

The past and present are like dreams, never dreamed, but there are old joys and new resentments. Yong Yu Le Su Shi Who is going to recommend the embroiderer outside the curtain? It is useless to teach people to dream of breaking the Yaotai song.

But again, the wind knocked against the bamboo. Congratulations to the Bridegroom Su Shi The moonlit night is a dream behind a curtain, and the spring breeze is full of tenderness.

Eighty-Sixth Son Qin Guan The old grudges on the head of cardamom, ten years of dreams, can only be frightened. The courtyard is full of fragrance, Qin Guan. The flying flowers are as light as dreams, the endless silk rain is as thin as sorrow, and the precious curtains are hung with small silver hooks.

Huanxisha Qinguan The dream of hometown is over, the traveling soul is alone, and the glorious years are gone. Ruan Lang returns to Qin Guan. He paints a screen on the bank of the sky. Dreaming back to the promise, there are clouds and water in ten continents.

The Spring Order of Remaining by Yan Jidao Lai Mingyue once knew the old travel place, it is good to accompany the clouds when they come, and they will also dream about it. Tianxiang He Zhu The dream of Jiangnan breaks across the river.

The waves cling to the sky, the grapes turn green, and there is mist and rain in the sky. Congratulations to the Bridegroom Ye Mengde More than twenty years have been like a dream. Although I am in shock, I climb up to the small pavilion to see the clear sky.

Linjiang Fairy Chen Yuyi Looking at the blue clouds in the sky, where is the beauty? Dreams and souls are far away. Su Wuman and Cai Shen There are sparse shadows by the moon, and I dream about the place where my soul disappears.

Su Shanxi Cao Zu The plum blossoms of my homeland return to my dreams, and I am worried about the loss of the green skirt. Nanpu Lu Yizhong But the fate of the world is not broken, the melancholy is endless, and Huaxu's dream is short.

The candle shadow shakes red. Zhang Huan thinks deeply about the quiet window of the small pavilion, and sometimes dreams about it. Rui Hexian by Yuan Quhua The road to the balcony is very different, and dreams of clouds and rain are unpredictable.

Rui Hexian Lu Song The lanterns and flowers are knotted, a spring dream, the sky in the south of the Yangtze River is vast. Reminiscing about Qin E, Fan Chengda. The beauty of the sky makes a sleepy person, intoxicating with the spirit of flowers, and one can hold one's head in a dream at noon.

Fan Chengda, with charming eyes. The east wind blows in the dream of a guest in the land, and the cloud screen makes me feel cold and timid. Nian Nujiao Xin Qiji When I was young, I was a swallow, and I expected to dream of the West Garden tonight.

Han Palace Spring by Xin Qiji The lights in the tent were dim, and he choked with sobs and spoke in his dreams. Zhu Yingtai is near by Xin Qiji. In my dream, I saw no better sight than Danqing, and suddenly I was startled by the cry of mountain birds in the secret.

Partridge Sky by Jiang Kui Despite Cardamom's lyrical skills, the dream of a brothel is good, but it is difficult to express deep feelings. Yangzhou Slow Jiang Kui The dream returns for the first time, but the heavy clouds have not yet opened, and the dawn has turned into drizzle.

Yanshan Pavilion Zhang Xun came out of the rhinoceros curtain when tired, and often dreamed of the king, grandson and arrogant horse. Sanshumei Shi Dazu The soul of the warbler is locked in the willow, and the butterfly dreams of flowers turning over, knowing that Pan Lang is stained with sorrow.

Night Lily by Shi Dazu: When people grow old, they can’t hold back their dreams, and when people get older, the wind and the moon are cold. Jade Butterfly by Shi Dazu The stream is melting with ice, and in a drunken dream, the years are changing secretly.

Banquet in the Qingdu City by Lu Zugao. Spending time in the dark, full of emotions, meeting each other in dreams. Rui Hexian Lu He A dream every ten years is desolate, like the swallows disappearing from the West Lake, and the Wu Pavilion's nest is deserted.

Night Flowers by Wu Wenying remembers walking on the south screen drunk, swallowing the cold cicadas with a colorful fan, and not knowing what to do with my tired dream. Frost Leaves Flying by Wu Wenying The east wind sleeps on the branches of the feet, and I am dreaming of Yaochai and swallows on my pillow.

Banquet in the Qingdu City by Wu Wenying The Qing Dynasty has not been washed, and the dreams are not wet, but the clouds are stained with residual tears. Qi Tianle Wu Wenying I was shocked and my heart was not yet stable, so I sent Xiaose and a pot of scallions, and then I realized that the dream of flowers was accurate.

Flower Prisoner Wu Wenying I am sleepwalking in the deep past with flowers separated by the door. The sunset is speechless and the swallows are saddened. The delicate jade fragrance moves the small curtain hook. Huanxi Sha Wu Wenying Love is like water, smoked quilt in the small building, in the spring dream and music.

Reddish Lips by Wu Wenying The long pavilion is dark and green, and I return to my dream while taking advantage of the wind. Zhu Yingtai and Wu Wenying Return to Meng Lake, and still get lost in Mirror Road.

Zhu Yingtai Wu Wenying The millet dream time, gradually growing old Tingzhou smoke Ruo. bath.

2. What are the famous poems with the word "dream"?

Dreams are the thoughts of the soul and our secret true feelings - Truman Capote Dreams are the opposite of reality - Wigley's myth is everyone Dreams, dreams are private myths - The Cumbermen were enlightened while studying, but inspired while sleeping - Ancient Roman Cyprian Collection Myths and dreams were written in the same symbolic language - Flo Tom's nightmares are likely to be a harbinger of disease - Aristotle once predicted that dreams are not a physical phenomenon, but a psychological phenomenon.

Dreams are a kind of wish fulfillment, which can be regarded as a continuation of mental activities in a waking state. Dreams are not groundless, meaningless, absurd, nor are they the product of a part of consciousness being lethargic and only a small part of it waking up from sleep. It is a completely meaningful spiritual phenomenon.

——Freud’s dream is unobstructed, we just don’t understand its language. What dreams show us is the unmodified natural truth. Dreams are the spontaneous and undistorted product of the unconscious mind. Dreams are enlightenment and are the subconscious mind's efforts to make the entire mind more harmonious and reasonable.

Most crises have a long incubation period, but they are not consciously noticed. Dreams can reveal this secret.

——The shortcoming of Jungian dreamers is their fear of fate. ——S. Phillips Dreams are by no means dreams, and the difference between the two usually has a distance that is worth pondering.

——Gu Long’s dreams, no matter how vague they are, always lurk in our hearts, making our state of mind never peaceful until these dreams become reality. ——Anonymous Dreams become sacred once they are put into action.

——A. Ann Proctor The depth of your life depends on your care for the young, your sympathy for the elderly, your compassion for the strugglers, your compassion for the weak and the strong. tolerate. Because one day in life you will find that you have played every one of these roles.

——George Washington Work hard, the stars are hidden deep in your soul; dream a distant dream, every dream will surpass your goal. ——Anonymous The most painful thing in life is waking up from a dream and having no way out.

The dreamer is happy; if he does not see the way to go, the most important thing is not to wake him up. ——Lu Xun. 3. Poems with the word "dream" or poems describing dreams

Ouyang Fu's sentence It has 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 dreams, 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, and the Qing Dynasty did not feel guilty 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’s sentence: One hundred thousand households in Chengdu are 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, looking out through the screen window at dawn.

In the hazy dream, I am still at home in western Liaoning. *** Miscellaneous Songs and 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 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 too 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 became a guest's dream.

I even heard the cranes and the police, and the clear dew dripping from the green pine trees. Cui Tu gave a gift of food to the monk who was on vacation. 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 become familiar with the worldly affairs, and recall 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. Dreaming of a cold locked river in the sky, 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 Feng 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 gave it to Master Linshang. Regardless of Zen and the law, one must eventually enter the door of enlightenment.

Solution. 4. Poems with the word "dream"

Poems with the word "dream" are as follows:

1. "Jiang Chengzi·Dreams on the Night of the Twentieth Day of the First Month of Yimao"

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

The ten years of life and death are so vast that they cannot be forgotten without thinking. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, nowhere to say desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.

At night, I suddenly returned home from a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.

2. "Linjiang Immortal: The Tower After the Dream is Highly Locked"

Song Dynasty: Yan Jidao

The Tower After the Dream is Highly Locked, and the Curtains are Drooped after Drunk. Last year, spring regret came. The fallen flower man is independent, and the tiny swift swallows fly together.

I remember when we first met Xiao Ping, Luo Yi had a double heart. The pipa strings speak of lovesickness. The bright moon was there at that time, and it once illuminated the colorful clouds.

3. "Dream of Li Bai's Two Poems·Part 2"

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

The floating clouds move all day long, and the wanderer does not arrive for a long time.

I dreamed of you frequently for three nights, and I saw your will in person.

Returning home is often awkward, and the path of hardship is hard to come by.

There are many turmoils in the rivers and lakes, and the boat may be lost.

If you scratch your head when you go out, you will lose your life ambitions.

The capital is covered with crowns, but this man is alone and haggard.

The clouds and the network are in full swing, which makes my old body tired.

Long live the name, but the loneliness will be behind you.

4. "The Little Dream"

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

At night, we travel hand in hand with dreams, and when we wake up in the morning, we can't hold back the tears.

Zhangpu was ill for three times, and the grass in Xianyang returned to autumn for the eighth time.

You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, but I sent them to the world with a head full of snow.

Awei and Hanlang went there one after another. Do you know if Yetai knows?

5. "Dream of Jiangnan: Orchid Embers Falling"

Tang Dynasty: Huangfu Pine

Orchid embers fall, and dark red bananas appear on the screen. I have a leisurely dream of the plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, and the sound of the flute on the boat at night. Renyu Yibian Bridge.

6. "Die Lianhua·Dream of the Yanshui Road in the South of the Yangtze River"

Song Dynasty: Yan Jidao

Dream of the Yanshui Road in the South of the Yangtze River, travel to the south of the Yangtze River, and never leave. People meet.

There is nothing to say when you are sleeping, and you are melancholy when you wake up.

If you try to exhaust all this love letter, it will end up with no evidence. But relying on the slow string song to say goodbye, the broken heart moves the Qin Zheng pillar.

7. "Wandering to the Palace at Night·Remembering Dreams and Sent to Master Bohun"

Song Dynasty: Lu You

At dawn, the snow and the Qingjia chaos arose. Sleepwalking somewhere, somewhere unknown. The iron cavalry has no reputation and is like water. Xiangguan River, west of Yanmen, on the edge of Qinghai.

Sleeping in the cold light. The sound leakage is cut off and the window paper is tilted. Since then, he has been granted the title of Marquis in Wanli. Who knows, although the temples are broken, the heart is not dead.

8. "Partridge Sky·Dream on Yuan Xi"

Song Dynasty: Jiang Kui

Fertile water flows eastward endlessly. At first it was not the same kind of lovesickness. In the dream, I saw nothing like a painting, and in the secret I was suddenly startled by the cry of a mountain bird.

Spring is not green yet, hair is beginning to grow on your temples. Farewell in this world will not bring sorrow for a long time. Who taught me that every year the red lotus is on the night, the two places meditate and know each other. 5. What are the ancient poems with the word "dream"?

1. When the dream breaks, the window will be full of dawn, and the single child will report the sun is clear.

2. Dreams and wanderings occur naturally because of the innate tendency to occur.

3. In the dream, I am under the constant family, in the poem, I am half Guangnan.

4. I have never dreamed of traveling to Lingqing, and I suddenly saw Yingzhou in my eyes.

5. I dreamed of visiting Xihua for nine days, and the real person taught me Zhixuan Chapter.

6. Dreaming of fishing in the mausoleum, the heroic style still exists.

7. We laughed together in a dream, and saw half a moon in the bed.

8. I dreamed of entering Kunshan to teach the goddess, and the old fish danced the thin dragon dance.

9. I dreamed that I was thousands of miles away from my hometown, and I felt like I was in Bingzhou.

10. Dreaming of entering the oriole’s purple palace, the cuckoo’s heart is empty in Tianjin.

11. I dream of being far away from home, and I miss you at the border of the country.

12. The dream is broken and the rivers and lakes are full of voices, but the old man is still seen without pictures.

13. I dreamed of beautiful mountains and clear dawn, but I saw a man by the boat today. 6. What are the poems with the word "dream"?

I heard that the emperor of the Han Dynasty envoy, the dream soul in the Jiuhua tent was frightened. "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" Tang·Bai Juyi has been separated for many years, but his soul has never come into the dream. "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" Tang Dynasty · Bai Juyi's life is like a dream, and a statue still shines in the moonlight over the river. "Niannujiao·Chibi Nostalgic" Song Dynasty · Su Shi dreamed of falling flowers last night in the pond, but it is pity that he did not return home in the middle of the spring "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" Tang Dynasty · Zhang Ruoxu was drunk and read the sword with a lamp on, and the dream came back to blowing the horn. Ying "Broken Zhenzi·Write a poem for Chen Tongfu" Song Dynasty·Xin Qiji came to have a dream at night and suddenly returned to his hometown "Jiangchengzi·Jiangchengzi·Jianmao recorded a dream on the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month" Song Dynasty·Su Shi couldn't bear to give a gift and returned the dream to a good time "Looking at the Moon" Huaiyuan/Looking at the Moon and Reminiscing about the Past" by Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty. The wind is blowing, the snow is blowing, and the dream of hometown is shattered. There is no such sound in the hometown. "Sauve Acacia·A Journey to the Mountain" Qing Dynasty. Nalan Xingde lies down late at night, listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier Entering into a dream, "The Wind and Rain on November 4th" by Lu You, Song Dynasty, is as tender as water, and the good times are like dreams, and he can't bear to look at the Magpie Bridge on his way home. "Jin Se" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty, unless every night leaves people with good dreams, "Su Muzhe (blue sky, yellow leaves on the ground)" by Fan Zhongyan of the Song Dynasty, late at night, he suddenly dreams about youthful things, and dreams about crying, and his makeup is red with tears, "Pipa Xing/Pipa" "Introduction" Tang Dynasty·Bai Juyi's several dreams with the king "Partridge Sky·Colored Sleeves Holding the Jade Bell" Song Dynasty·Yan Jidao seemed to have a dream soul returning to the emperor's house "The Proud Fisherman" Song Dynasty·Li Qingzhao was thinking about Du Ling's dream, and he was full of wild geese. Tang's "Morning Journey to Shangshan" Tang Dynasty Wen Tingyun didn't know he was a guest in his dream, and had a moment of greed "Lang Tao Sha Ling·The gurgling rain outside the curtain" Five Dynasties Li Yu's life was about to end with the years, and he was forgotten by the world; he never slaughtered Su again Dream, the night is still young "New Year's Eve" by Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty, the clouds are steaming and the dream is shaking, shaking Yueyang City "Looking at Dongting Lake as a gift to Prime Minister Zhang" Tang Dynasty Meng Haoran Flying flowers are as light as a dream, and the boundless silk rain is as thin as sorrow "Huanxi Sand·The desert is light and cold" Up the Small Building" Qin Guan, Song Dynasty. 7. Famous poems about dreams

Jinse by Li Shangyin

Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column reflects the past.

Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos.

The moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in Lantian is warm and the jade produces smoke.

This feeling can be remembered later, but it was already at a loss.

Xiaomeng

Li Qingzhao

Xiaomeng follows the sparse bell and floats into the clouds;

Causes and fate arise in time, and green flowers are everywhere. .

The autumn wind blows away all the jade well flowers;

The lotus root looks like a boat, and the jujubes eaten together look like melons.

A graceful girl with hanging hair, beautiful and beautiful;

She fights with sophistry and boils new tea.

Although I lack the art of Shangyuan, there is no end to my entertainment;

With life like this, why should I return to my hometown?

Get up, gather your clothes and sit down, hiding yourself, tired of the noise;

I know in my heart that I cannot see it, but I still sigh after thinking about it.

Jiangchengzi Su Shi

Ten years of life and death are boundless without thinking about oneself. Unforgettable. Thousands of miles alone in a tomb with nowhere to talk. Even if we meet, we should not know each other. We sit with face full of frost. Come at night and have a dream. Suddenly I return to my hometown. The windows are dressing up and looking at each other, speechless, only a thousand tears are shed, and the heartbroken place is full of moonlight and short pine hills every year.

Langtaosha (Li Yu)

The rain is gurgling outside the curtain, and the mood of spring is fading.

Luo Qui cannot bear the cold at dawn.

In the dream, I didn’t realize that I was a guest, and I was greedy for pleasure for a while.

Don’t lean on the fence when you are alone. The world is limitless. It is easy to say goodbye but difficult to see others.

As the water falls and the flowers fall, spring is gone, and it is heaven and earth.

Midnight Song Li Yu

How can we avoid sorrow and hatred in life? There is no limit to my love for being alone in ecstasy!

The dream of returning to the motherland brings tears to my eyes.

Who can go up to the tall building? I will always remember Qiu Qingwang.

The past has become empty, still like a dream.

Looking at Jiangnan Li Yu

How much hatred was in my dream last night.

It’s still like the old days when you were swimming in Shangyuan, with cars like flowing water and horses like dragons;

The flowery moon is in the spring breeze!

Qilu · Untitled Lu Xun

When the spring comes, the wives are used to keeping their young children hairy.

In the dream, there are vague tears of loving mother, and the king's flag changes on the city wall.

I can't bear to watch my friends become new ghosts, and look for poems in the sword bush angrily.

After chanting, I lowered my eyebrows and found nothing to write about. The moonlight shone like water on my clothes.