Classical Chinese for insomnia at night

1, when those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches? Take a hug home for me as a symbol of our love! -Wang Wei

2, holding hands and crying, actually speechless. -"Yu Linling"

3, people are not sleepy, the general has white hair and tears. —— Fan Zhongyan

4. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about people who travel far away. -Bai Juyi

5. The earth will last forever, and the sky will last forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

6, critically ill sitting up, black wind and rain hit the cold window. -Yuan Zhen

7. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, and the road is sunny. -"Zhi Zhu Ci"

8. In this door last year, peach blossoms set each other off. -Cui Hu's "South Village Title"

9, missing, thousands of miles of smoke, heavy Chu Tiankuo.

10, moonlight in front of the window, frost on the ground; I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

1 1, the belt is getting wider and wider, and I don't regret it, which makes people haggard for Iraq. -Liu Yong's "The Recent Flowers"

12 but the night is long and people sleep, and the sound of the moon reaches the curtain. -Li Yu

13, a moment that should last forever, came and went unconsciously. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

14, we hope to fly in the sky, two birds grow together on the ground with one wing, two branches of a tree ...-"Song of Eternal Sorrow"

15, it's sad to keep cutting, and the reason is still chaotic, especially in my heart.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -"untitled"

17, bonuses are easy to decline, and the water is endless. -Liu Yuxi's Four Poems on Zhuzhi (Part Two)

2. Ancient poems describing insomnia Insomnia, general white hair and tears.

The Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si by Fan Zhongyan, a poet in the Northern Song Dynasty.

The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.

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When it comes to Fan Zhongyan, it is easy for people to think of his masterpiece "The Story of Yueyang Tower" and seldom think of his words. Similarly, because of the article, most people recognize him as a composition officer, but rarely regard him as a military commander. This word can make up for this ignorance.

From the first year of Song Kangding (1040) to the third year of Li Qing (1043), Fan Zhongyan was appointed as the well-known deputy envoy of Shaanxi Jinglve and Yanzhou. According to historical records, when he was guarding the northwest frontier, he not only strictly ordered the soldiers to be cared for, but also attracted the generals to accept him, which was deeply feared by Xixia, saying that he "had tens of thousands of armored soldiers in his belly." This poem named "Qiu Si" is a fisherman's pride and a sentimental work when he was in the army.

The last picture depicts the nature of the autumn scenery. The first sentence is "Qiu Lai has different scenery", and "Xiaxia" refers to the area where Yanzhou is located. At that time, Yanzhou was the northwest frontier and the military center to prevent the Xixia attack, so it was called "Xixia". "Qiu Lai" indicates the seasons. "Different Scenery" summarizes the different scenery of Yanzhou and the mainland in autumn. The author uses a word "different" to summarize the difference of seasonal changes between the north and the south, which contains the meaning of surprise. "Hengyang Goose went without paying attention." Wild geese are migratory birds. Every autumn, the geese in the north fly to the south to avoid the cold. According to legend, the Yan Hui Peak in Hengshan Mountain was named after the wild geese flew south to Hengyang, so Wang Bo said, "The cold was shocked by the cold, and the sound broke Hengyang Pool" (Preface to Wang Tengting). The word "Hengyang flying geese" also comes from this legend. "Inattention" means that the wild geese here spread their wings to the south in autumn, without nostalgia, which reflects that this area is bleak and desolate in autumn. The following is a continuation of the battlefield scene in Yanzhou in the evening: "Embattled." Starting with "edge sound", it always refers to all sounds with edge and local characteristics. This kind of voice rises with the sound of the bugle, forming a strong sad atmosphere and preparing for the next lyric. "Thousands of miles away, Chengguan is set in the sun by the long smoke", and the above sentence is about the surrounding environment of Yanzhou, surrounded by layers of mountains; The next sentence leads to the military struggle against Xixia. "Long Smoke Setting the Sun" won the charm of Wang Wei's famous sentence "The desert is lonely and the smoke is straight, and the long river sets the yen", and it wrote the magnificent scenery beyond the Great Wall. After Long Smoke and Sunset Red, the words "isolated city is closed" are closely linked, and the phenomena seen and heard are the same. What is displayed in front of people is a battlefield scenery full of cold air, which vaguely reveals the unfavorable military situation in the Song Dynasty. In the first film, the word "different" dominates all the features of the scenery: geese flying south early in Qiu Lai, the whistling of the wind mixed with the sound of horns, the long smoke rising in the mountains, and the isolated city in the west ... The author painted a bird's eye view of the frontier fortress in an almost rough way. Although the frontier fortress has been washed away by the long river of history, it still leaves the same mark under the brush strokes of the ancients.

In the following film, the phrase "a glass of turbid wine will make Wan Li" is the poet's self-expression. He shoulders the heavy responsibility of defending Cheng Wei. Over time, he will inevitably think of going to the countryside. The figures of "one cup" and "Wan Li" are in stark contrast, that is to say, a cup of turbid wine can't dispel the deep homesickness, and the words are vigorous and powerful. Homesickness is caused by "Ran Yan has no intention of going home". The night scene written in Guan Qiang Man Frost is a continuation of Long Smoke Sunset Red in time. Guanqiang, or Qiangdi, is a musical instrument of the Qiang nationality in ancient western China. It made a piercing sound, and the strong brother's muffled voice came in the middle of the night. The earth is covered with autumn frost, and what you see and hear gives people a feeling of desolation. "People don't sleep", added, means staying up all night and wandering in court. "The general's hair turned white and her husband cried", which was always accepted by herself and her husband. In a word, the following lyric poems combine the direct expression of the mind and the lyricism of borrowing scenery, expressing the author's feelings of worrying about the country and the people.

This frontier fortress poem not only shows the heroic spirit of the general and the hard life of the recruiters, but also implies the dissatisfaction with the Song Dynasty's policy of attaching importance to internal affairs and neglecting foreign affairs. Patriotism and homesickness constitute a complex and contradictory mood between the general and the recruiter. This kind of emotion is conveyed elegantly mainly through the description of the whole scene and the rendering of the atmosphere. Throughout the poem, the artistic conception is open and desolate, and the image is vivid and vivid, which reflects the scenes that the author heard with his own eyes, witnessed with his own eyes and experienced personally, and expressed the inner feelings of the author himself and the soldiers guarding the border. It is really touching to read.

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Ancient poems describing insomnia Part I: Ancient poems describing insomnia Insomnia. Some people listen to the wind blowing leaves all over the sky like rain. Why can't Guan Qing sleep? Some people listen to the rain, and they are always ruthless, drop by drop until dawn. Some people listen to the wind and rain, thinking about the wind and rain in their hometown last night, and the curtains whisper in autumn. Candle residual leakage is a broken pillow, so you can't sit still. Some people are homesick and drunk, but their dreams can't come true. Some people miss their sons, bow down to their mother's river beam, worry too much, and look at six ways. This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time. Some people think that an old friend has no flame shadow. I heard that you have landed in Jiujiang this evening. Sitting up in a dying illness, the dark wind blew the rain into the cold window. Some people think that the ex-wife has changed, and the sick soul is often thousands of miles away. The bugle sounded cold, the night was dim, people were afraid to ask questions, and tears pretended to be happy. Hide, hide, hide. Some people think that Hu Bugui, a lover, will never miss, miss, miss. The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a flying catkin, like it, like it constantly. There is a lingering fragrance here, and the beloved doesn't know where to go. When is the most violent time when the symptoms of lovesickness come? It's when the light is half dark and the moon is half bright and half bright. Some people think that the beauty's soul is gone, and the bright moon shines in the window, according to the southern end of my room. Qing merchants should arrive in autumn and stop in summer with the festival. When the cool breeze comes, I feel that I am single in summer. There is no difference between cold and cold, and the moon is hazy. Show the pillow mat, the bed is empty. The bed is empty and the dust is clear, and the room is empty and hates Taiwan. Without Li's spirit, you can stand tall. I sighed for a long time, but I couldn't feel the tears on my chest. When you touch your chest, you can feel safe, and your sadness begins. I can still remember my sleep, and my voice is still in my ears. Shame on Dongmen Wu, shame on Zhuangzi. It is difficult to write poetry and express one's will. Life can also be helpless, and Qi Long makes himself look down upon it. Happiness is too short for the night, and loneliness is longer for hatred. Happy people, the night is always short. As soon as you close your eyes and open them, the day will pass. People who suffer from insomnia are mostly people with worries. The sound of counting is getting louder and louder, the time is getting longer and longer, and the time is getting slower and slower. Chapter three: Ancient poems describing insomnia. I still miss you after a long time of insomnia. When my body began to ache again, I endured and forced myself that you were gone.

4. Insomnia prose in the dead of night describes the mood of insomnia in the dead of night.

Insomnia often makes me lose my memory, my spirit and vitality as a human being, and I often can't enjoy the happiness I deserve in life. I can't work easily and make fewer mistakes. But I will never bow to insomnia. I always use intensive exercise to improve my energy, and I always try to realize my life ideals and values with firm will. I always use more work to adjust my mental state, so that I can forget the difficult situation in my activities and keep up.

I have insomnia again tonight. I seem to be used to punishing myself with insomnia. Maybe this is not my intention. There is a faint smell of smoke in the air. For others, it's for physiological needs. For me, it is more out of psychological needs. Watch it burn slowly until it burns out, just like life, until it burns out, leaving only silence.

Over and over again, your ethereal figure comes to mind, your white skirt is wrapped in sexy, your slightly upturned red lips hide naughty, waving the shepherd's whip to drive away hundreds of sheep, my sheep, and thousands of sheep that have been praised so hard, so you drive away, blue sky, white clouds, green grassland, you are happy, and there is a silly me chasing you.

It is an exciting pain, for the sake of harvest and possession, or helpless grief, helpless disappointment and too difficult dreams. If you are really having a hard time, it is not insomnia; Either lethargy, mild shock or even death Anyway, wake up when you should sleep, and listen to your tinnitus when everything is quiet. Right and wrong, gratitude and resentment, mixed with a never-ending noise, make you sick and doomed. Lying in a humble abode every night is like dying; But at this time, you have not thought about suicide, and you are no longer sentimental. There is only one kind of hatred lingering in your mind; You are tired of the hustle and bustle of this city, but you don't want to suffocate because of loneliness-you are afraid of loneliness, and even hope that a little noise, even a mouse that has not been seen for a long time because of living in a tall building, will not make you feel that the universe is like a wilderness.

Sleepless nights are the purest silence. Blank memory is a wound of despair, and the pain of the right ear nail is only for the name that breaks my heart. Why decisively turn around without a trace of nostalgia? The tears in the corner of my eye are the crying of my ring finger. There is no room to fill the broken love, leaving only one person to keep it till dawn! ! The wind brings distant homesickness, and the pour tells the deep expectation of lonely lamp shadow people. Looking through the autumn water, the face of pear flower with rain is full of helplessness. The air at night is filled with melancholy, and the fragments of memory become a little messy. Things have changed a lot, why should I bear the wrong love of these two people? Beauty is fleeting, but pain has become an eternal accumulation. Dry eyes and cold heart are endless darkness. Close your eyes, silent injury closes, and continue in your dream. A person's world, a person's night, looking forward to the bright sunshine alone. ...

Tonight, alone, insomnia-a silent night, I can't remember anything. I have cried, laughed, hurt, hurt, loved and hated; Just once you have it, you will never forget it-the most painful thing in the world is love, the most painful thing is love, and the most beautiful thing is love-hot tears are memories of your thoughts. I can't find a way to hypnotize, so I can only choose to enjoy the loneliness at night. It is also my personal catharsis to open my eyes and let tears rush in my eyes. When you are lonely, tears have become the most extravagant thing. A person in a rainy night, a person in a movie, a person in romance, a person in loneliness, a person tomorrow, a person still smiling, a person in the dark, how can we be hypnotized?

I'm so tired, really tired! Many familiar faces come to mind, and every word is so kind. Everyone lives to wait, wait for adulthood and wait for old age. I am waiting for the arrival of sleepiness, which is what I expect most. It's past five o'clock. Is it because I care about the actions of some people that I can't sleep? That doesn't seem to be the case. Have you been enjoying the beauty of a sad night recently without sleeping, or are you afraid of having nightmares? Looking at the book in your hand page by page, are you silently counting your thoughts? Your eyes can hardly be opened, but when you close your heart, many things float more clearly than when you open it! How painful! How painful!

People with empty hearts can't sleep-like you, in time and space, when a person talks to the world and no one is around, it's like being mentally ill and wandering at night. You find a cigarette, a match and an empty matchbox in three different places. I'm also worried that the safety matches will go out, or they will be wet, and they will burn if they can't get out of Mars, or they will just light up and leave like immortals. Trying to count down to 765432 1 is like sending a century-old satellite to the sky, with unknown success or failure. If it does, you still have time to buy a pack of cigarettes. Think about whether to pick up another one after smoking this one. People who smoke too much will be surprised. People who suffer from insomnia are not so worried about insomnia, but are afraid that the fire will go out on sleepless nights. So that I can't taste the bitterness of a cup of tea and the coolness of toothpaste.

5. Poem describing insomnia 1, when those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches? Take a hug home for me as a symbol of our love! -Wang Wei 2, holding hands and looking at tears, was speechless.

-"Yulinling" 3, people are not embarrassed, the general has white hair and tears. -Fan Zhongyan 4. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about people who travel far away.

-Bai Juyi 5, the earth will last forever, and it will last forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow 6. Sitting up critically ill, the black wind blows the rain and hits the cold window.

-Yuan Zhen 7, sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny. -"Zhi Zhu Ci" 8. Last year, today, in this door, people face peach blossoms.

-Cui Hu's "South Village of Beijing" 9. I miss it, it is thousands of miles away, heavy and wide. 10, moonlight in front of the window, frost on the ground; I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

1 1, the belt is getting wider and wider, and I don't regret it, which makes people haggard for Iraq. -Liu Yong's "Die Lian Hua" 12 But the night is long and people don't sleep, and the sound of the moon reaches the curtain.

-Li Yu 13 and a moment that should last forever came and went unconsciously. -Li Shangyin's Jinse 14 We hope that two birds will become one, fly in the sky, grow together on the earth, and have two branches in one tree. ..

-"Song of Eternal Sorrow" 15, cutting constantly, making sense of chaos, leaving sorrow, and thinking in general. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

-"Untitled" 17, the bonus is as easy as Lang Yi's decline, and the water is infinite as sorrow. -Liu Yuxi's Four Poems on Bamboo Branches.

6. Poem about insomnia 1 "Guanju" Pre-Qin: I can't wait for my name, but I'll think about it.

Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again. I can't get it when I pursue it, and I always miss her day and night.

I miss you so much that I can't sleep. 2 "Meng Donghan" Han Dynasty: anonymous, more aware of the night, admiring the audience.

Full of sadness, the night feels longer, and I look up at the stars listed in the sky. 3 "Miscellaneous Poems" Wei and Jin Dynasties: Cao Pi couldn't sleep, and he was embarrassed when he put on his clothes.

I can't sleep. I get dressed and sit up and think about these things. 4 "The Fisherman is proud of Qiu Si" Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan's Qiang tube is covered with frost, people don't sleep, and the generals cry with white hair.

Late at night, the soldiers couldn't sleep well: the general's beard and hair turned white because of military action; The soldiers have been guarding the border for a long time, and they also shed sad tears. 5 "Song of Mourning for the Past" is unknown: anonymous can't sleep, and the night is long.

The woman in the room thinks of her bosom friend, and her heart is sad, so it is difficult to sleep. 6 Wei and Jin Dynasties: Ruan Ji couldn't sleep at night and sat up to play the piano.

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

Get up and sit down and play the piano. 7 "Luo Shenfu" Wei and Jin Dynasties: Cao Zhi can't sleep at night, and there are countless frosts.

So that I couldn't sleep all night, covered with thick frost until dawn. 8 "White Boat in Yan Feng, Guo Feng" Pre-Qin: I am anonymous. If I have hidden worries, I can't sleep with my eyes open, and I am deeply worried.

9 "On Returning to Zhongnanshan/Hometown/Zhong Nanshan at the end of the year" Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran therefore I lie thinking, and the window is empty on a moonlit night. I can't sleep, because I am full of sadness, and the window of the moonlight pine forest is empty.

10 "When will there be how bright in the bright moon" Han Dynasty: I can't sleep anonymously and wander around. I was so sad that I couldn't sleep at night, so I got up in my clothes and wandered around the empty house.