1. Poems about dreams w

Poems about dreams w 1. What are the poems about "dreams"

The main poems about dreams are:

Daydream

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

In February, I was sleepy and sleepy.

The peach blossoms warm the eyes and make you drunk, and the spring and sunset are linked to dreams.

The gate lane of my hometown is at the bottom of thorns, and the monarchs and ministers of the Central Plains are surrounded by jackals and tigers.

Ande is engaged in farming and fighting, and there are no officials in the world asking for money.

Returning to Dreams

Du Fu of Tang Dynasty

The roads are often blocked, and the mountains and rivers are lonely every day.

The only one who has lived an ignoble life is old, and he has been rebelling for three dynasties.

The rain is heavy, the maples are green, the clouds are deep and the water is far away.

If you don’t get your dream return, you don’t need Chu Ci’s moves.

Two Dreams by Li Bai

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

The farewell in death is swallowed, but the farewell in life is always pitiful.

In the miasmatic land south of the Yangtze River, there is no news after expelling guests.

Old friends come into my dream, knowing that I will remember each other forever.

I am afraid that it is not the soul of a lifetime, and the road is far and unpredictable.

When the soul comes, the maple leaves are green, but when the soul returns, the leaves are black.

You are now trapped in a snare, why do you have wings?

The setting moon fills the beams of the house, hesitatingly illuminating the colors.

The water is deep and the waves are wide, and no dragon can reach it.

The floating clouds move all day long, and the wanderer will 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.

Written after a night dream on August 30th, the second year of Baoli

Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

It is a joy to see the sudden release of Chenying, and 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.

Reply to the Mountain Station Dream

Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

When I entered the king, I traveled thousands of miles in a dream, and I locked up my soul for two years.

Don’t forget the place where you used to sit and walk, in front of the bamboo bushes at the foot of the back hall.

Living in the Forbidden City, Dreaming about Xianyou Temple

Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

The grass in Xixuan is free from edicts, and the pines and bamboos are deep and silent.

When the moon comes out and the breeze comes, it suddenly looks like a sunset in the mountains.

Because of the southwest dream, the dream is like a wandering fairy.

When I hear the sound of palace leakage, it is like the sound of water dripping from a mountain spring.

Meng Jiu

Tang Bai Juyi

Don’t come to me, boss, to practice hard and become ashes.

My whole life’s memories are gone, why did I fall into a dream last night?

2. Ancient poems about dreams

Ancient poems about the pursuit of ideals:

Be poor and strong, and do 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, strong and full of joy, and wants to fly up to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon. —Li Bai

If you want to see a thousand miles away, reach 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 pass by the sunken boat, and thousands of trees spring 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"

The old man is helpless, but his ambition is thousands of miles; the martyr's twilight years are full of ambition. —Cao Cao

Standing at the top of the mountain, you can see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance. - 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 soil, 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

3. Poems about dreams

Ouyang Fu's sentence It's been the dream year 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 fleeting years. ("Northern Dream Suoyan").

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

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

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

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

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

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

Thousands of jade chopsticks fell, and the silver bed was half empty. Linghu Chu's Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Two Songs of Sauvignon Blanc Sleeping on a beautiful mat in the spring, 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, and jade with broken bones 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 Boudoir's Complaint It's hard to send books when the geese run out, and I'm worried 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 fields, 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 in the Spring Festival Gala. The flowers in his hometown are all gone, but the dream of Jianglou is still lingering.

Half a lifetime is spent, but one life is so difficult. The grass is pure and clear, and the acacia has orchid.

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

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

I even heard the cranes buzzing and the clear dew dripping from the green pine trees. Cui Tu gave 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, I became familiar with the worldly affairs, and recalled the spring of my hometown.

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

A long period of leisure is like an attempt, and a temporary period of leisure 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 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 freedom.

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

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

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

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4. Poems about dreams and love

1. Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. (Li Shangyin. "Jin Se")

2. The dawn dream follows the sparse clock, and floats on the clouds. (Li Qingzhao. "Dawn Dream")

3. At night, I had a deep dream and suddenly returned home. I was dressing up outside the small window. (Su Shi. "Jiang Chengzi")

4. In the dream, I didn't know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for pleasure for a while. (Li Yu. "Langtaosha")

5. The dream of returning to the motherland makes me shed tears. (Li Yu. "Midnight Song")

6. How much hatred was in my dream last night. It's still like visiting Shangyuan in the old days. (Li Yu. "Looking to the South of the Yangtze River")

7. The clouds are steaming over Mengze, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City. (Meng Haoran. "Looking at Dongting Lake and presenting it to Prime Minister Zhang")

8. I found it in my dream while sleeping on my pillow, but the dream failed to turn into a lamp and ignited. (Ouyang Xiu. "Jade House Spring: I don't know how far you are after leaving")

9. Feeling nostalgic for my old friend, I am tired of my dreams. (Meng Haoran. "The Summer Pavilion Huai Xin Da")

10. After all the tears, the dream cannot come true, and the sound of singing is heard in the front hall late at night. (Bai Juyi. "Gong Ci")

5. What are the beautiful poems about "dream"

1. I often remember that the sun is setting in the creek pavilion, and I am so drunk that I don’t know the way back. Returning to the boat late after all the fun, I strayed into the depths of lotus flowers.

Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startling a pool of gulls and herons.

——Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream Ling·Chang Ji Xiting Sunset"

2. The rain and wind were strong last night, and the remaining wine could not be consumed by the heavy sleep. When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same. Do you know, do you know? It should be green, red and thin.

——Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream Ling·Last Night Rained and Winded Up"

3. After the dream, the tower is high and locked, and the curtain is low when drunk. Last year, spring regret came. The falling flower man is independent, and the wisps 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.

——Song Dynasty Yan Jidao's "Linjiang Immortal·Denghou Tower High Lock"

4. The orchids are falling, and the dark red bananas are 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.

——"Dream Jiangnan·Orchid Embers Falling" by Huangfusong of the Tang Dynasty

5. The old rabbit and the cold toad are weeping in the sky, and the walls of the cloud tower are half open and slanting white. The moon is rolling with dew and the light is wet, and the Luan Pei meets the fragrant osmanthus street.

Yellow dust and clear water flow under the three mountains, changing for thousands of years like a running horse. Looking at Qizhou's nine-point smoke in the distance, a glass of sea water pours down.

——"Dream Sky" by Li He of the Tang Dynasty

6. Dreaming of entering the Yanshui Road in the south of the Yangtze River, traveling all the way to the south of the Yangtze River, never meeting anyone else. There is nothing to say when you are sleeping, and you are melancholy when you wake up.

If you try to exhaust this love letter, it will be like a wild goose and a sinking fish, and in the end there will be no evidence. But relying on the slow string song to say goodbye, the broken heart moves the Qin Zheng pillar.

——Song Dynasty Yan Jidao's "Die Lian Hua·Dream into the Yanshui Road in the South of the Yangtze River"

7. The snow is dawning and the Qingjia chaos arises. Sleepwalking somewhere, somewhere unknown. The iron cavalry has no reputation and is like water. I want to go to Guanhe River, west of Yanmen, and 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.

——Lu You, Song Dynasty, "Wandering to the Palace at Night: Remembering Dreams and Sent to Master Bohun"

8. Where to meet? Climb Baochai Tower and visit Tongque Terrace. Call the cook to chop it up, the whale will be found in the east, and the man will present it, and the dragon will be the matchmaker in the west.

Among the heroes in the world, who among the rest of us, Shijun or Cao, can hold the wine cup? Thousands of chariots carry Yan to the south and Zhao to the north, swordsmen and wizards.

——Liu Kezhuang, Song Dynasty, "Qinyuanchun·Mengfuluo"

9. The swallows are light, the orioles are delicate and soft, and they clearly look towards Hua Xu again. The long night fights for thin love and knowledge? Early spring is stained by lovesickness.

The farewell is written in words, the needle and thread are inseparable, and the soul is dark and the man is far away. The bright moon in Huainan is cold and the mountains are cold, and no one cares about me when I return.

——Jiang Kui of the Song Dynasty, "Treading on the Shasha·Composed from Miandong to the Jinling River on the first day of Ding Weiyuan to feel the dream"

10. Deeply dreaming about old times separated by flowers. . The sunset is speechless and the swallows are sad. The jade fiber fragrant moves the small curtain hook.

The catkins fall silently and shed tears in spring, and the moving clouds have shadows and the moon is shy. The east wind comes at night and is colder than autumn.

——Wu Wenying of the Song Dynasty, "Huanxisha·Deep Dreaming Old Journey Between the Door and Flowers"

6. What are the poems describing "dreaming"

Describing " The verses of "Dreaming" are as follows:

1. When I was drunk, I read the sword with the lamp on, and I dreamed of blowing the trumpet company. Eight hundred miles away, the people under his command are burning, and the sound of fifty strings turning over the Great Wall. Autumn brings troops to the battlefield. ——"Broken Array·Writing Poems for Chen Tongfu" Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Interpretation: In a drunken dream, I turned on the oil lamp and looked at the sword. In my dream, I returned to the various camps of the year, and the horns sounded one after another. Roast beef was distributed among the men, and the band played Northern Xinjiang songs. This is autumn military parade on the battlefield.

2. 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. ——"Jiang Chengzi·Dream on the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yimao" Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Interpretation: At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream, and saw my wife dressing up in the mirror in front of the small window. The two looked at each other, not knowing where to start from a thousand words, and could only shed a thousand lines of tears in relative silence. I expected that the graveyard with the small pine trees shining under the bright moon was the place where I missed my wife with heartache every year.

3. The rain is gurgling outside the curtain, and the mood of spring is fading. Luo quilt cannot bear the cold at midnight. In the dream, I didn't know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for pleasure for a while. ——"Lang Tao Sha Ling · Curtain

The gurgling rain outside" Five Dynasties: Li Yu

Interpretation: There is a gurgling sound of rain outside the door curtain, and the rich spring spirit is about to wither. The woven brocade quilt cannot withstand the cold at the fifth watch. Only when you forget that you are a guest in a dream can you enjoy a moment of entertainment.

4. I have been dreaming of you for three nights, and I have seen your will in person. ——"Dream of Li Bai's Two Poems·Part 2" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Interpretation: I see you in my dreams many times at night, which shows your deep affection for me.

5. How much hatred was in my dream last night. It still looks like the old days when you were swimming in Shangyuan, with cars and horses like dragons. The flower moon is in the spring breeze. ——"Recalling Jiangnan·How Much Hate" Five Dynasties: Li Yu

Interpretation: How much hate I have. The scene in my dream last night was still like when I was the monarch of my homeland. I often played in Shangyuan, and the car was like The water flows through, and the horse teams flow like a long queue. It is spring with beautiful scenery and a warm spring breeze.

6. The dream is far away and it is difficult to cry out, and the book is hastened to become ink. ——"Untitled·Come with empty words and leave without a trace" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin's dream was about hurting the world. Interpretation: Don't cry, it's hard for both of you to call; after waking up, the ink was not thick, and he wrote a letter quickly.

7. 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. ——"Partridge Sky·Dreams on Yuanxi" Song Dynasty: Jiang Kui

Interpretation: The ocean of fat and water flows eastward, never stopping. If I had known that today would be a miserable day, I really shouldn’t have been suffering from lovesickness in the first place. The meeting in the dream is always unclear, and the portrait cannot be seen clearly, and this kind of erotic dream is often awakened by the cry of the mountain bird.

8. The late morning wind blows away the snow at midnight, but the beautiful soul is still in love with the peach blossom moon. If the dream is good, don't wake it up, let others do what's good for you. ——"Bodhisattva Barbarian·Shuofeng blows away the snow in the middle of the night" Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Interpretation: The biting north wind blew away the heavy snow that was still falling in the middle of the night. In the dream, the lovesick person is still infatuated with the bright moon night full of peach blossoms. The dream is so beautiful, don't wake him up, let him wander around in the beautiful dream for a while.

9. Deeply dreaming about old times, separated by flowers. The sunset is speechless and the swallows are sad. The jade fiber fragrant moves the small curtain hook. ——"Huanxi Sha·Wandering Deeply in Dreams Across the Door" Song Dynasty: Wu Wenying

Interpretation: My dream soul always wanders in old dreams. In the dream, I came to the courtyard of that year again, deeply The flowers covered the courtyard door. The setting sun gradually sank to the west silently, and the returning swallows were also silent, as if carrying all kinds of sorrow. A faint fragrance floated, and her fragrant white fingers gently opened the small curtain.

10. Meng Leng Golden House. Sighing at the Qin Zheng, in the Xie Hong formation, the plain strings are fluttering with dust. Turning into a delicate oriole and flying back, I still recognize the old green screen window. It's raining, and the thorns and peaches are like bean sprouts. Do you know that this hatred is difficult to level with? It is like a chess game on a Qiongtai platform. The thin shadow looks like a bright candle. ——"Congratulations to the Bridegroom·Dream of the Cold Golden House" Song Dynasty: Jiang Jie

Interpretation: The golden house in the dream is already desolate. I can sigh that the diagonal string columns on the Qin Zheng are like flying geese, and the white strings of the Zheng are Covered with dust. She turned into a delicate oriole and flew back, and she could still make out the old green marks on the screen window. There was drizzle blowing outside the window, and the cherries and red beans were round and crystal clear. This lovesickness, sadness and hatred are hard to calm down, do you know that? It is like a jade chessboard, playing the chess game ups and downs. The solitary lamp reflected my thin figure, but I always thought the candlelight was too bright.

7. A collection of ancient poems about dreams

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

Scholars are determined, but if they are not determined, nothing will be achieved.

——(Warring States) Mencius

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

If ambitions are determined from afar, how can things in this world never be accomplished? ——(Ming Dynasty) Xu Qian

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He is firm on the green hills and does not let go. ——(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao

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

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

Everyone is full of joy and excitement, and wants to fly up to the blue sky to see the bright moon. ——(Tang Dynasty) Li Bai

If one has no ambition, he will be like a boat without a rudder or a horse without a rein, drifting and galloping, where will he end up? ——(Ming Dynasty) Wang Shouren

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

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

For thousands of years, Jingwei’s heart has been at peace with the sea, and for three days he has eaten cattle in the spirit of a tiger——(Southern Song Dynasty) Lu You

8. Poems and famous quotes about dreams

< p> ●Dreams are by no means dreams, and the difference between the two usually has a distance that is worth pondering. (Gu Long)

●If a person has completely devoted himself to power and hatred, how can you expect him to still have dreams? (Gu Long)

●Dreams are the thoughts of the soul, our secret true feelings (Truman Capote)

●Dreams can become reality as long as they last. Aren’t we just living in a dream? (Tennyson)

●Once a dream is put into action, it will become sacred (A. Ann Proctor)

●All activists are dreamers ( Jen Harnick)

●The most painful thing in life is waking up from a dream and having no way out. The dreamer is happy; if he cannot see the way to go, the most important thing is not to wake him up (Lu Xun)

●The shortcoming of the dreamer is that he is afraid of fate (S. Phillips)

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●The life of a dreamer is long, but the life of a doer is short (John O'Reilly)

●Dreams are always the opposite of reality (Weigley)

●If What will happen to mankind if we lose our dreams? (Hot tofu)

A person who has a career pursuit can make his "dream" higher. Although it starts as a dream, as long as you keep doing it and don’t give up easily, your dream can come true.

——Yu Youchengmei

It is difficult to say what is impossible, because yesterday’s dream can be today’s hope, and it can also become tomorrow’s reality.

People who want to express their dreams should be more sober.

No matter how vague the dreams are, they always lurk in our hearts, making our state of mind never peaceful until these dreams become reality.

Youth is the happiest time in life, but this happiness is often entirely because it is full of hope, not because of anything gained or escaped.

No matter what era, youth are always characterized by various ideals and fantasies. This is not a fault, but a valuable quality.

When he was young, he prepared materials and wanted to build a bridge to the moon, or build two palaces or temples on the ground. When I reached middle age, I finally decided to build a shed.

Work hard, the stars will be hidden deep in your soul; dream a distant dream, every dream will surpass your goal.

How natural it is to let youth rebel against old age, long hair against baldness, passion against obsolescence, and the future against the past!

If you want to achieve great things, in addition to dreaming, you must act.