Poems about sleepless nights.

Poems about Sleepless 1. What are the poems about sleepless tonight?

1, northern and southern dynasties: anonymous "midnight song, the night is too long to sleep"

Excerpts from the original text:

The night is too long to sleep, and the bright moon burns.

I want to hear scattered cries, but I should make a promise in the air.

Interpretation of vernacular:

It's been a long night and I can't sleep. I looked up at the moon with how bright.

I vaguely heard someone calling me, and I responded gently.

2. Han Dynasty: Anonymous Nineteen Ancient Poems

Excerpts from the original text:

Moon how bright, shine on my bed.

Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.

Interpretation of vernacular:

How bright the moonlight is, shining on my bedside. I was so sad that I couldn't sleep, so I got up and got dressed and wandered alone.

3. Wang Shen's Seven Wounded Poems.

Excerpts from the original text:

I couldn't sleep all night, so I took my clothes and played the piano.

Sitong touched people's hearts and gave me a mournful cry.

Interpretation of vernacular:

It's hard to sleep on lonely nights. Get dressed and get up to play the piano. This piano can also feel my feelings and make a sad sound for me.

4. Tang Dynasty: A Song of Sauvignon Blanc by Li Bai.

Excerpts from the original text:

Autumn insects are singing by the golden well, and the frost is shining on my mat like a small mirror.

High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon.

Interpretation of vernacular:

Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc, we are in Chang 'an. Crickets often wail in autumn and sound from Jin Jinglan. Thin frost sends cold air,

The bamboo mat is cold and cold; I miss her at night, and the lonely lamp dims with me. Roll up the curtains to see the bright moon, sighing at the bright moon in vain;

5. Ruan Ji's love poems.

Excerpts from the original text:

Can't sleep at night, sit up and play the piano.

Thin curtains look at the bright moon, and the breeze blows on the chest.

Interpretation of vernacular:

On a cool night, it was already midnight. I couldn't sleep for a long time, so I got up and played the piano. The bright moonlight shines on the thin curtains, and the chilly and cold night wind blows slowly, shaking my skirt.

2. Sleepless Poems Tonight

Yue Fei's Xiao Zhongshan, I couldn't stop singing last night.

I couldn't stop singing last night. It's already midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone.

When people are quiet, the moon is bright outside the curtain.

Whitehead is fame. Old mountain pine and bamboo are old, which hinders the return journey.

I want to talk to Yao Qin. There are few confidants, who will listen to the broken string?

Appreciate:

Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong" is a well-known masterpiece with strong words. This song Xiao Zhongshan expresses his strong feelings of resisting gold and serving the country in another artistic way. Yue Fei's anti-Jin ambition was persecuted not only by Zhao Gou and Qin Gui, but also by ministers Zhang Jun, Zhang Jun and others. , also trying to find resistance. So Yue Fei has high and low. Xiao Zhongshan's first poem "sleepless at night, sitting up and playing the piano" is also a similar artistic conception. On the surface, the second half of the sentence of "centenary" seems to have some negative emotions, but in fact it is loneliness and anger that are hard to get in return. The three sentences of "I want to be a general", with Bi Xing's implicit brushwork, point out a kind of sadness that "bosom friend" is hard to meet, which is very depressing. For reference.

3. Ancient poems about "Sleepless Nights"

1. 1 1 April 4th, it was a stormy land trip.

I lay sprawled in my lonely country, not feeling sad about my situation, but thinking about defending the frontier of the country.

The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield.

2. Qingpingle stayed alone in Boshan Wangshi Temple, Xin Qiji.

Hungry mice ran around the bed and bats danced around the dark oil lamp. There was a breeze blowing in the room, and it rained heavily. I talked to myself between the broken paper windows.

From the northern frontier to the south, and now retired to the forest, it is already an old face with white hair. A cold autumn wind blew through the thin cloth quilt and woke up suddenly. It was still a dream country in front of me.

3. Fisherman Ao Fan Zhongyan

The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. The four sides are connected with each other. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.

4. I heard that Lotte awarded Jiangzhou Sima (Tang) Yuan Zhen.

The residual lamp has no flame shadow. I heard that you have fallen into Jiujiang this evening.

Sitting up in a dying illness, the dark wind blew the rain into the cold window.

5. Zhang spends a moonlit night on the Chunjiang River.

Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide.

I drift with the tide for thousands of miles, and there is no moon by the river.

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel.

Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.

There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky.

Who sees the moon first by the river, and when does the river shine on people at the beginning of the year?

Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.

The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss.

Whose boat tonight, where do you miss the moon floor?

Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror.

The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil.

At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.

Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.

Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.

In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.

I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees.