Poetry about dreams not being reality 1. Are there any poems describing the illusory reality of dreams? The more, the better.
Li Bai, a poet, had an indissoluble bond with his dream all his life. In Dream on Mount Tianmu, he expressed his heart: "My heart and my dream are in Wu Heyue, flying over Jinghu and the bright moon overnight." With rich imagination, the poet focused on his own feelings in real life and described a magical and magnificent fantasy. The yearning for the famous mountains and fairyland is due to the poet's struggle against the powerful. Li He wrote in "Dream of Heaven": "Looking at nine cigarettes in qi zhou, a glass of seawater flows backwards." The imagination is peculiar and magnificent, which embodies the poet's deep feelings about the vicissitudes of personnel. Du Fu wrote in "Two Dreams of Li Bai": "You came to my dream until last night, because I have been thinking about you." Putting the memories of friends into the dream, Li Bai's illusion suddenly appeared in the dream, showing the poet's joy and relief. The poet's description of his dream psychology is also very delicate and realistic.
Dreams can give poets the freedom to travel through space. There are only 20 words in Jin Changxu's "Spring Complaint": "Drive the oriole away, and all the fun comes from the tree. When she dreamed that she went to meet him in Liaoxi camp, they woke her up. " This dream brought the thinking woman who was temporarily guarding the border together with her husband. The text is far-reaching and distinct, and the borrowing is intriguing. The whole poem not only sees twists and turns in the article, but also sees depth outside the article. Zhang wrote in "Thinking of Spring Boudoir": "I forgot to pick the leaves when I lifted the cage, and I dreamed of fishing in the sun last night." Describe the emotional state of wanting a woman to forget the west. Memories enter dreams and dreams attract more memories. This is a fascinating expression, which is tactfully and implicitly read and has far-reaching artistic conception.
In the Song Dynasty, some poems were sad at that time. A dream of meeting relatives will bring endless sorrow to the poet. Su Shi's poem "Jiangchengzi" made many people cry: "In the dead of night, I dream of going back to my hometown, and Xiao Xuan window is dressing. There is nothing to say to each other, only a thousand tears. " Perhaps there are too many lovesickness dreams, and the poet is afraid of dreams coming again, because "even if there is a dream soul, it will become empty." How can it be compared with dreams? " (Yan's Ruan Langgui). Even when his lover really came to his side, the poet suspected that he was dreaming an illusory dream, so that he had to light all the lights at home to prevent the dream from coming: "After parting, I remembered meeting you, had several soul dreams with you, and left a silver photo tonight, so I was afraid that meeting was a dream." (Yan's "Partridge Sky")
Li Qingzhao's ci style is delicate and beautiful, but her dream poem "The Fisherman's Pride" has no pride: "90,000 Li Fengpeng lifts, the wind stops, and Pengzhou blows away the three mountains." This word fully expresses her desire for freedom and her pursuit of light. In reality, the ideal pursuit that she dare not export can only be described in her dreams. In his dream, the poet Lu You never forgets the duty of defending the motherland: "Sleeping at night and listening to the wind and rain, the dream of the iron horse glacier" (The Storm on November 4). Lu You has 100 many fantasy works. Sometimes he "dreamed of stationing troops outside the river at night and sending envoys to the city", and sometimes he "dreamed of returning to his hometown in Han and Tang Dynasties". Of course, these dreams are illusory, but they reflect Lu You's patriotic spirit. These works show the spiritual realm of Lu You's old age and courage, and write his ambition with his dreams, which makes people admire.
2. Do you have any poems describing the illusory reality of dreams?
Xu Zhimo: She's asleep, she's asleep-a white lotus under the starlight, she's in a dream-a wisp of Robbie smoke curled up in the incense burner.
She fell asleep-the noisy strings were silenced by the spring water, and she fell asleep-pink butterflies, emerald butterflies, roaring love. Stop breathing: the breath of fresh fragrance permeating around her, the breath of happiness, holding and stroking her slim figure! Luxury time! Quiet, rustling, full of shiny gold, covered with infinity, and there is an open boat between the waves.
When I was intoxicated, I put on a colorful coat, sipped an altar of fragrant flowers, folded a vine flower, danced among the grapes, turned upside down and fell into a coma. Look, beautiful! The color of Sanchun has moved to her fragrant muscles, which are roses, Chinese rose flowers, daffodils in the morning light, fresh beauty and wheatgrass! The secret of the dream teased her heart-a pure soul, like a bee, in the flower heart, suddenly and gently.
A childish dream! Silence; Don't teach me the hospitality of the dream god, smoke a little gold, smoke a little silver, smoke a little sunset; Jade wrist and golden shuttle, if woven, have changed in wearing degree-rosy clouds, gods, songs of angels and dances of angels are all changing. The lovely pear vortex interprets the joy of a virgin dream, like a dewdrop, quivering in the lotus dish and shining with the morning light.
3. What are the poems about dreams?
There are the following ancient poems about "dreams":
Autumn ci
Yuxi Liu Tang
Since ancient times, I feel sad and lonely every autumn. I think autumn is more than spring.
There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.
See you at the first meal in Yangzhou.
Yuxi Liu Tang
The mountains were desolate and silent for twenty-three years.
People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed.
On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower.
Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.
Two angry books
Land Tourism in Song Dynasty
My white-haired, sparse old man lives in Jinghu Lake, and only the world of justice can see the loyalty of our country.
Su Wu, who has suffered a lot, has endured for more than ten years, suffering from the wind and snow, worrying and resentful, hating the rebels' guts and gnashing their teeth.
The grass in the forest garden flows in the spring rain, and the brick wall in Luoyang Palace is broken in the cold month.
My Zhuang Xin didn't die at the same age. Even if I die, I can become a ghost wise man.
With the passage of time, the mirror will show the appearance of baldness and spots. I am confident, and my heart is still loyal and strong!
You shouldn't wear tight military uniforms in your later years, but you often feel sad and angry, and let the glittering sword stab the enemy's heart!
I have been stationed in the distant Bowa outpost in the past ten years, and I have also pranced in Gaolan to realize my grand ideal!
Throughout the ages, the war has never stopped in a remote place. Who would have expected me to sit here and watch now!
Takeishi
Zheng Banqiao Qing Dynasty
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.
After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.
Nansongguo
Why don't you vote for the general at night and persuade him to take up the saddle and whip the four barbarians?
The sea can fill mountains and move mountains. Men are so ambitious.
4. The old saying about dreams and reality
Youth's dream is a true projection of the future (UK)
Man's life is like this, first turning life into a scientific dream, and then turning it into reality (France)
● Dreams are the thoughts of the mind and our secret feelings (truman capote)
● Dreams can become a reality as long as they persist. Aren't we living in a dream? (Tennyson)
Once a dream is put into action, it will become sacred (Ann proctor)
All activists are dreamers (Jane Haneck)
The most painful thing in life is that there is no way to go after waking up. Happy are dreamers; If you can't see the way to go, the most important thing is not to wake him (Lu Xun)
The disadvantage of dreamers is that they are afraid of fate (S Phillips)
A dreamer lives long, but a doer lives short (J. O'Reilly)
● Every dream is the opposite of reality (wigley)
● wishful thinking is not necessarily true (Austria)
Dreams are by no means dreams, and the difference between them usually has a distance worth pondering. (Gu Long)
Reality is the things you encounter in your life and work, the environment, interpersonal relationships, material conditions, difficulties and obstacles you face, and so on.
There are difficulties and happiness in reality. There are also obstacles to your conditions and interpersonal relationships.
Face the reality, work is not smooth, marriage is not smooth, life is not proper, we must face it realistically and don't think too much: what to do, take action and grasp the ongoing life and work.
Most people are alive, doing interesting things and embodying the process. Elite is the pursuit of success.
Adults:
There will always be compromises. Most people don't give up their ideals and admit reality, but; Is to continue to pursue the ideal, regardless of reality, there are successes and failures.
It depends on personal circumstances.
The realization of the ideal depends on the reality and one's own ability. If the reality is poor and the ability is strong, you can continue to pursue your ideals. Otherwise, we must face the reality, do the simple things in front of us, and start from the ordinary things that we don't want at the moment, otherwise we may go on like this all our lives, enjoy it and experience the process; Or have the opportunity to strengthen their ability training in the future, and have the opportunity to successfully realize their ideals in the future.
Ideal is the goal of human beings, but its source and reality are higher than reality and can be transformed into each other under certain conditions, so there is no absolute boundary between them.
If the reality is this shore, then the ideal is the other shore, and only efforts are the bridge between the two. Ideal is not equal to reality, and the realization of ideal often goes through a difficult and tortuous road. We must rely on our feet on the ground and insist on denying it.
Reality has realistic space, and ideal is not equal to reality, but it takes a bit of struggle to make ideal become reality. The road to the ideal is far away, but the starting point is at your feet. Didn't the ancients say that' holding the wood for life, the nine-story platform begins with the soil, and the journey of a thousand miles begins with the first step'? To realize the ideal, we must be down-to-earth, step by step, bit by bit.