A poem about meeting someone you love in a dream.

Poetry about dreaming 1. Poetry about sleeping.

Liu Shenxu's sentence is a dream like a spring, wandering in his hometown.

Xue Ying said that flowers stay in Vietnam, and the moon returns dreams to Qin.

Lice violently hinder dreams, and the sound of insects is getting louder and louder.

Duan Meng thinks in his dream, but cherishes the lamp in his words.

Wukong tries to cool off the crane dream, and Lin Jing is a monk.

Zhao Wei said that when Matsushima Crane wrote back, Orange Island was full of dreams.

Tired of listening to birds singing, the bear cries, "Wake up in late spring and sweep the fallen flowers."

Meng Bin talked about the divine bird, but talked about the dream in the air. The Qing dynasty did not feel sorry for itself.

God knows I remember him, which made me meet him in a dream on earth.

Li Yuanju drank three glasses of wine and played a game of chess in a fleeting time.

Jing Li said that there are 100,000 households in Chengdu and nine Niu Yi Mao. (See "North Dream")

Juyuan Yang said that three knives dream of Yizhou and one arrow takes Liaocheng (see below).

Zhao Lu's sentence dreamed of the sun and the moon, and recalled the songs of the Mid-Autumn Festival (see Yue Zhou Zhi).

Han Wo recalled that when he slept three times, he was full of spring dreams. If it can't be displayed, Hosta hangs her pillow.

TanYongzhi's sentence, "Water and things are familiar with the world, and the dream of falling flowers is tiring."

Wu Bin's words did not bid farewell to the egret, but let the dream soul go to Zhegu Village first. ("Word Jiemu")

Ling Huchu's five songs about joining the army peacefully are shocking, and the fifth day of the Han Dynasty is brighter. Even if I dream of going home, I can still smell the traffic jam.

Linghu Chu Zaqu, two pieces of Sauvignon Blanc, on the dragon, dreams in the boudoir.

Linghu Chu miscellaneous songs, two pieces of Sauvignon Blanc, spring sleep, fascinated by the screen window. In the hazy dream, the wanderer is in western Liaoning.

* * * Miscellaneous songs 6. There is no figure in the boudoir candle, and Luo Ping has a dream soul. Recently, my voice is tired, and I have been watching your door all day.

* * * The lyrics of miscellaneous songs are long-lived and the female cloud sends rain to Kansai, and it is rumored that Wei Qiubei. Lonely lights make you dream, and cold pestles your homesickness.

* * * Za Ge Da An Le (Uprising Song) Tears are hard to burn, and jade pieces are easy to sell. Walking with the bright moon, you will never dream.

The wall of Wangjiti Hotel ran out of bottles last night, and now the urn is open. Love love love, come to the restaurant.

Zhang Wen's tears are hard to burn, and jade cannot be cut without cutting. Walking with the bright moon, you will never dream.

Song answered a field visit to the mountains and returned to Ilo at night. When he got to bed, he suddenly became a dream. He was in Songqiu Mountain.

In Jingzhou, Song returned to Mengze in Lingnan. In autumn, the sky was overcast, and she also re-entered the partridge group with the feathers of the egret.

Zhang said that he entered Cornus Mountain on the 9th, and five poems celebrated the 9th festival in the evening, reaching 5,000 on the mountain. When he is drunk, he knows what is sacred. When he dreams, he seeks immortality.

The two geese in Shen Ruyun's in my heart forever are inseparable, and they can't dream because of their worries. May they shine on Fu Bo camp with lonely moon shadows.

Wei Zhuang is worried.

Avoid worrying and worry again, and worry is unforgettable. Sit in your heart at night and frost your temples. Without your son's dream, you enter the traveler's intestines. Excuse me, Gao Xuanke,

Adan is drunk.

There are many poems about dreaming. The poem above is an ancient poem and a description of modern vernacular Chinese. The following one is kind of.

A midsummer night's dream lamp is floating, and the piano music sounds like a careless person kicking down a bucket of glass beads. I left my mind blank, and the bleak night made my face look pale, as if the interpretation of life and death whipped my thin body. I remember in the early days, I once begged heaven and earth to give me a white dress. White clothes are red, weaving more beautiful lies, immersed in the beauty of lies all the time, quietly forgetting the reality in the besieged city.

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2. What are the poems about "dreams"?

Poems about dreams mainly include:

indulge in wishful thinking

Don du fu

In February, I was sleepy and didn't sleep alone at night.

Peach blossoms are warm and drunk, and Chun Zhu's sunset dreams are connected.

At the bottom of the thorns in the hometown gate lane, the central plains monarch and minister are beside the tiger.

Fight when the land is settled, and no officials will ask for money everywhere.

Guimeng

Don du fu

The roads are congested and the mountains and rivers are lonely.

The only old man who dragged out an ignoble existence has rebelled for three dynasties.

The rain is urgent and the green maple is dusk, and the clouds are deep and the black water is far away.

If you don't get your dream back, you don't have to talk about it.

Li Bai's two dreams

Don du fu

When death is the reason for parting, people will cry, but life leaves again and again.

You didn't bring me any signs of exile in the poisonous humidity of the southern river.

Until you appeared in my dream last night, because I have been thinking about you.

I doubt it's really you, venturing a long way.

The soul comes to the maple leaf, and you disappear into a vague castle.

However, how can you raise your wings and use them from the middle net of your net? .

I woke up, and the low moon flashed on the rafters, as if it were your face, still floating in the air.

There is water to cross, they are wild and toss, and no one makes horned dragons.

Clouds are floating in the sky, but old friends have gone for a long time.

I see you in my dreams every night, and you know what you mean to me.

The difference is that you always look in a hurry and always talk about how easy it is to meet.

There are many dangerous waves on the rivers and lakes, and I am worried that your ship will capsize and sink.

When he went out, he scratched his head with white hair and regretted that he had failed his life.

Gao Che Li Fu is the capital, and you are brilliant, and you are haggard.

Who can say that the principle of justice is not Qiren in old age, but innocent bondage?

Even if there is a good name handed down from generation to generation, it is difficult to make up for the sad loss.

On August 30th, the next year, Paulie, I dreamed about it day and night.

Tang Bai Juyi

Dust tassel suddenly relieved sincerity, overjoyed, the world network returned, unknown.

Don't forget the whole Mu Jong in your dream, walking in the mud rain in Lingnan.

Da yi shan Meng

Tang Bai Juyi

I dreamed of going to Wan Li Road, and I followed you for two years.

Don't forget to sit in front of the bamboo bushes in the backyard.

No straight, sleepwalking in Xianyou Temple.

Tang Bai Juyi

Xi Cao Xuan Zhao Xia, pine and bamboo deep silence.

When the breeze comes out of the moon, it suddenly looks like evening in the mountains.

Because it has become a southwest dream, the dream is a fairy journey.

I feel the palace leak like a drop of mountain spring.

Mengjiu

Tang Bai Juyi

Don't come to the boss for monasticism, it will turn to ashes.

I've been thinking about this problem all my life. Why did I dream last night?

3. Poems about dreams

Come and go without a trace, go with the flow.

Because when a dream is a floating thing, a second of floating life is a dream.

Tired and tired, I can't sleep. I closed my eyes and dreamed that the fairy lit the wine.

Follow the five flavors of life * * *, wake up and get drunk.

The dusk is sad, and the dusk is sad.

The cool wind rate has been severe, and the wanderer is cold and naked.

Brocade left, and my robe clung to me.

I stayed alone for a long night and dreamed of seeing Rong Hui.

My hero only loves the past and is slow before driving.

May you always smile and drive home hand in hand.

It won't take long, and it's not too heavy.

How can you fly in the wind without the wings of the morning wind?

Look at comfort and lead distance.

Just lean against my heart and feel sad, cry and touch a leaf.

But now the sun and the moon illuminate a gold and silver terrace.

Neon is clothes, and wind is wind.

Careless drum, sad and awkward, got into the car.

Row after row, like a hemp field, lined with fairy figures.

When I was a child, I didn't know the moon, so I called the white jade plate.

I care about my heart and the bright moon, and I will stay with you until night falls.

I sang. The moon encouraged me, and my dance was chaotic.

4. Poems about dreams

1, "Breaking the Array, Giving Zhuang Ci to Chen Tongfu" Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Drunk in the dream of watching the sword under the oil lamp, dreaming back to the old days of the military camp, a horn sounded. Give the roast beef to the men and the band will play northern songs. This is a military parade on the battlefield in autumn.

Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder. It is a good idea for the emperor to complete the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country and gain a good reputation from generation to generation. Poor hair has become a white-haired man!

In my drunken dream, I lit the oil lamp and looked at the sword. In my dream, I went back to all the camps in those days and blew the horns one by one. Distribute roast beef to subordinates, and the band will play northern Xinjiang songs. This is the autumn parade on the battlefield. Horses run like horses, bows and arrows thunder. (a) bent on completing the great cause of recovering the territory for the monarch and gaining a good reputation handed down from generation to generation. Poverty has become a white-haired man!

2. "Dream of the 20th day of the first month of Jiang" Song Su Shi

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.

They have been dead for a lifetime, separated for ten years, but they miss each other but are at a loss and can't meet each other. I don't want to miss myself, but I can't forget it. His wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her sadness. Even if we meet, we shouldn't know each other, because I'm running around, dusty and cold.

At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream, only to see my wife dressing up in front of the mirror in the small window. The two men looked at each other, and they didn't know where to start with a thousand words, only tears fell thousands of lines in relative silence. It stands to reason that the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is where I miss my wife every year.

3. "11There were two storms on April 4th. The second part "Song Dynasty: Lu You"

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.

I lay flat in the lonely and desolate country, not feeling sorry for my situation, but thinking about defending the country. As the night drew to a close, I lay in bed and heard the sound of wind and rain. I dreamt in a daze that I rode an armored war horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield.

4, "Good Morning Travel" Tang Dynasty: Wen

I began to recruit priests in the morning and felt sorry for my hometown. When a chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost.

Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, and orange flowers are on the wall of the post. Because they remembered Ling Du's dream, the geese returned home full of food.

When I got up at dawn, the bells of horses and chariots had already shaken; Traveling all the way, the wanderer misses his hometown. The chicken is loud and clear, and the thatched shop is bathed in the afterglow of Xiao Yue; Footprints are blurred, and the wooden bridge is covered with early spring frost. Withered oak leaves are covered with barren hills and roads; There are bright pale white and bitter orange flowers on the mud wall of the post office. Therefore, I remembered the beautiful scene of dreaming about Ling Du last night. Flocks of ducks and geese frolic in the winding lakes and marshes on the shore.

5. "butterfly lovers dreams of entering the smoke waterway in the south of the Yangtze River" Song: Yan

Dream of entering the smoky waterway in the south of the Yangtze River, traveling in the south of the Yangtze River, and never meeting the people who left. I have nothing to say when I sleep, but I feel disappointed and dumbfounded.

If you want to make good use of this love letter, you will find that there is no evidence in the end. However, relying on the slow string songs, I broke my heart and Qin Zhenglie.

In my dream, I walked on the foggy Jiangnan road and traveled all over the land of Jiangnan, but I didn't meet my parting sweetheart. The ecstasy in the dream has nowhere to tell, and after waking up, I am disappointed by the dream. I want to tell you about my lovesickness and write to you, but the goose goes to fish and sinks, and finally this letter can't be sent. There is no other way but to play the piano slowly to express the feelings of parting, and it is difficult to express one's feelings when the piano column is broken.

5. Complete Poems on "Dreams"

1, the distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved spirit comes to visit his dream-Tang Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

Yin and Yang are separated by one year. Why have you never appeared in my dream?

2, this lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her "Song of Eternal Sorrow" by Jiuhua and Huagai Tang Bai Juyi.

I heard that the king's angel came and woke up from a dream, which is so true.

3. Life is like a dream, and a statue returns to the moon-stone "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia".

Life is like a dream. A toast to the eternal moon.

4. Last night, I dreamed of falling into a pool of flowers, but I didn't return home in poor spring-Tang Zhang's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River"

I dreamed of falling flowers in the idle pool last night. Unfortunately, I still can't go home in mid-spring.

5. Looking at the sword when drunk, dreaming back to blow the horn camp-Song Xin Qi Ji's "Breaking the Array, Giving Zhuang Language to Chen Tongfu"

In my drunken dream, I lit the oil lamp and looked at the sword. In my dream, I went back to all the camps in those days and blew the horns one by one.

Extended data

Dreams also mean dreams. The ancients believed that there must be a reason for dreaming. Wang Fu once said, "If people dream strangely, they will gain more and be invincible." He thinks there must be a reason for dreaming. There are psychological and physiological reasons for dreaming, but even in these two aspects, human beings still can't explain the formation mechanism of dreams.

The events and scenes formed in dreams come from people's existing cognition and memory, including vision, hearing, touch and feeling. All these elements that appear in people's dreams are based on memory.

China was the first country to study dreams. As early as two thousand years before Freud, we had a monograph on dreams-Duke Zhou. However, the interpretation of dreams in Duke Zhou is not from a scientific point of view.

Based on the social and scientific conditions at that time, this book has considerable historical limitations in dream interpretation. Among them, dreams are endowed with the ability to analyze people's future destiny, but based on the gradual scientific understanding of dreams, people find that dreams can not predict people's future destiny. This view originated from Freud's book The Interpretation of Dreams.

When people dream, their physiological manifestations are rapid eye movement and talking in their sleep. It is generally believed that dreams occur in the shallow sleep state of human sleep.

Dreams, whether real or illusory, belong to psychology or imagination, and people can't explain them so far.

References:

Dream-sogou encyclopedia

6. Poems about dreams

First, life is like a dream and a statue is still on the moon. -Stone "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia"

Interpretation: Life is like a dream. A toast to the eternal moon.

Second, last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned. -Tang Zhang Xuruo's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River"

I dreamed of falling flowers in the idle pool last night. Unfortunately, in mid-spring, Zhidao couldn't go home by himself.

Third, you can see the sword and dream back to the corner when you are drunk. -Song Xin Qiqi's "Destroying the Son to Chen Tongfu Zhuang Ci"

In my drunken dream, I lit the oil lamp and looked at the sword. In my dream, I went back to all the camps in those days and blew the horns one by one.

Fourth, there is more wind and snow, and the dream of hurting the country's heart has not come true, so there is no such voice in my hometown. Answer-Qing Nalanxingde's "Sauvignon Blanc, A Journey to the Mountain"

It was windy and snowy outside, which woke the sleeping soldiers and reminded them of their hometown, where there was no such sound.

Five, lying in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. -Song Luyou, The Storm of November 4th

As the night drew to a close, I lay in bed and heard the sound of wind and rain. I dreamt in a daze that I rode an armored war horse across the frozen river.