A lonely sleepless night poem

Poems about sleepless nights 1. Poems about sleepless nights.

Poems describing sleepless nights are:

1. The high light flashes; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon. -"Sauvignon Blanc" Li Bai in Tang Dynasty

2. Worried, anxious at night. -Yu He by Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty

Listening to the wind and rain at night, I don't know how many flowers I folded. -"Spring Dawn" Meng Haoran in the Tang Dynasty

Fireflies are flying on the throne, and he is meditating in the twilight. , he will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep. ..

Bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear.

And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *.

The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream.

-"Song of Eternal Sorrow" Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty

5. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely on the Pearl Lake. -Song "Die Hua Lian" Yan Shu

6. The poor are upstairs and wandering on the moon, so they should take their eyes off people and mend the mirror table. -Zhang's "Moonlit Night on a Spring River" in the Tang Dynasty

7. The cold light of the hotel does not sleep alone, and the guest's heart turns sad. My hometown is a thousand miles away tonight, and first frost is a bright year. -"Night Shift" is suitable for the Tang Dynasty.

8. Where is your hometown? It's leisurely to think about it. Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming. -"Yan Wen" Wei Wuying in Tang Dynasty

9. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -"Silent Night Thinking" Li Bai in Tang Dynasty

10. Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my family twice every holiday. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. -"Mountain Holiday Thinking of Shandong Brothers" Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty

2. Poems about loneliness and sleepless nights

1, Pride of Fisherman Qiu Si Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan

Original text:

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.

The border scenery in autumn is completely different, and the geese flying to Hengyang have no nostalgia. From all directions, the wailing of the border earth sounded with the horn, in the mountains. The twilight is heavy, the mountains are setting, and the gates of the isolated city are closed.

After drinking a cup of old wine, I miss my hometown thousands of miles away and have a lot of thoughts. Thinking of the uneven border and unfinished business, I don't know when I can return to my hometown. The flute of Qiang people is melodious, and first frost is everywhere. It was late at night, and the soldiers couldn't sleep. The generals and soldiers were stained white by frost and snow, so they had to cry silently.

2. On Returning to Zhongnanshan at the End of the Year Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran

Original text:

Don't write to the North Yard again, let me go back to the old hut in the old Nanshan.

I have no reason to decide to give up my point of view. My old and many sick friends have stopped practicing.

The frequency of white hair is that people are getting more and more every day, and spring is coming to force them to die.

Full of sadness, tossing and turning, the pine forest is empty under the moon.

Stop writing to the North Campus and let me go back to that shabby hut in Nanshan. I don't have any talent. No wonder I'm disheartened and my old patient is unfamiliar. The frequent appearance of white hair makes people aging day by day, and the arrival of spring forces the old year to pass away. I can't sleep, because I am full of sadness, and the window of the moonlight pine forest is empty.

3. Yue Ming He Jiao Han Dynasty: Anonymous

Original text:

Moon how bright, shine on my bed.

Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.

Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early.

Who should you sue when you leave home alone?

Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.

The bright moon is so bright that it illuminates my bed; I was so sad that I couldn't sleep, so I put on my clothes and wandered around the house. Although it is interesting to live away from home, it is better to go home as soon as possible; Who should a person tell when he goes out full of sadness? I can only stretch my neck and look into the distance, and my clothes are wet with tears before I go back to my room.

4, "Shang Tang" Han Dynasty: Zhen Fu

Original text:

Thinking of you is often bitter and sad, and I can't sleep at night.

Don't give up what you love because of your noble behavior.

Miss you often make me cry, and I can't sleep at night. Please don't abandon what you loved before because of your great virtue. Don't throw away onions and shallots because of fish; Don't give up donating money and materials just because you are humble.

5. "Three Poems of Seven Injuries, Part Two" Han Dynasty: RoyceWong

Original text:

Man Jing is not my hometown, so what is long-term stagnation?

The ark belongs to the river, and the dusk worries my heart.

The mountains are not just a shadow, but the rocks are more blurred.

The fox rushed to the cave and the bird flew to the forest.

The waves are ringing and monkeys are singing on the shore.

The wind blows the robe, and the dew touches the skirt.

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.

The journey is endless, and it is difficult to have concerns.

Jingzhou is not my hometown, but I stayed here for a long time? Looking from a distance, the boat went upstream in the middle of the river, and it was getting late, which reminded me of my homesickness. On the hillside, the afterglow of the sun is reflected, and the shadow under the ditch rock is darker.

The running fox is busy rushing back to his cave, and the flying birds are hovering on the nest. The rough waves on the river are crashing, apes are singing in the forest on the shore, the swift river wind lifts my sleeve, and the autumn dew wets my skirt.

Late at night, I was lonely and sleepless, so I got up with my clothes on and picked up the bronze harp. Tongqin seems to understand my mind and give me a sad accent. When is the end of relying on others, my heart is full of sadness that is difficult to send away.

3. What poems describe sleepless nights?

Guan Shanyue 1

Southern and Northern Dynasties: Xu Ling

In March and May of Guanshan, guests recalled Qinchuan.

Think of a woman upstairs, when the window should be awake.

The stars and stripes are reflected in Shule, and Qilian is on the cloud.

This is the fighting spirit. I stayed in the army for several years.

The fifteenth moon is reflected in Guanshan Mountain, which makes people miss Qinchuan. My wife is standing in a tall building at the moment, looking at me far away from the border through the window, without sleeping. The flag of Shule City is flying, and dark clouds are gathering over Qilian Mountain. The war is so tense, when can I return to China after joining the army?

2. Parking in Area 1 at dusk

Tang Dynasty: Wei Wuying

A small boat docked in a remote town on the bank of Huaihe River. Strong winds set off waves on the river, and the sun sank into the darkness of the earth.

The dark people in the city all went home to rest, and the Moon Bay also lived there. Lonely at night, I can't help but think of Chang 'an. How can I sleep when I hear the bells on the shore?

Unload the sail and settle in a small town on the bank of Huaihe River. The boat docked at a remote hotel. The wind swelled the waves on the river, and the earth was dark at sunset. The mountains are dark and people rest, and the moonlight shines on Luzhou geese. Lonely at night, I can't help thinking of Chang 'an. How can I sleep when I hear the bells on the shore?

3. Sauvignon Blanc clouds and whirlpools

Tang Dynasty: Li Yu

There are many autumn winds, the sound of rain is harmonious, and there are three bananas outside the curtain. The night is long and helpless!

Standing alone in front of the window, the wind and rain are mixed together, and the bananas outside the window are also in twos and threes. What should I do in this long lonely night?

4. "Having a baby, the maid moves the dowry"

Tang Dynasty: Han Wo

The maid rummaged through the toilet box and deliberately disturbed her from sleeping. Knowing that she had not slept all night, she turned her back and cried.

Lazy to unload Feng Chai, shy to get into Jin Yuanyang's quilt. Glancing at the lamp and candle from time to time, I saw it fall into my ear with the smoke.

The maid turned the dressing box upside down to disturb her not to sleep any more. I didn't know that she had been up all night and was still turning around and secretly crying. Too lazy to take off the phoenix hairpin in her hair, too ashamed to get into the mandarin duck brocade quilt. From time to time, I look at the dying candle and only see it fall with the smoke.

5. Autumn Night Message Autumn/Autumn Night Send Twenty-two People in Autumn.

Tang Dynasty: Wei Wuying

When I walk on a cool autumn night, I think of you and sing my poems.

I heard the pine cone fall on the mountain, and you seemed to wake up.

I miss you walking in this late autumn night and sigh how cold and frosty the weather is. I think pine nuts are falling in the empty mountains at the moment, and my friends who live in seclusion must still be awake.

4. Poems describing sleepless nights

Poems describing sleepless nights are: high lights flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon.

-"Sauvignon Blanc" In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai was worried about his diligence and worried about his thoughts at night. -"Yu He" Bai Juyi listened to the wind and rain at night in the Tang Dynasty, and I don't know how many flowers I folded.

-"Spring Dawn" In the Tang Dynasty, fireflies were flying around Meng Haoran's throne, while he was meditating in the twilight. He will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep ... bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear.

And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *. The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream.

-"Song of Eternal Sorrow" In the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi's bright moon didn't know how to stay bitter and resentful, and oblique light crossed Zhuhu Lake. -"Die in Hua Lian" In Song Dynasty, Yan Shu's "Poor Upstairs" lingered on the moon, looking in the mirror.

-"Moonlit Night on the Spring River" In the Tang Dynasty, Zhang Hotel was alone in the cold light, and the guest turned to sorrow. My hometown misses thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. Where is the hometown of the Tang Dynasty except at night? It's leisurely to think about it.

Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming. -"Yan Wen" The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Could it have been frosted? Wei Wu Ying in Tang Dynasty.

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -"Silent Night Thinking" In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai was in a foreign land, and he missed his relatives every holiday.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. -"Mountain Holiday Thinking of Shandong Brothers" Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty.

5. What are the poems describing "Sleepless on a stormy night"?

1 "Wu Ye Strip, Last Night's Storm" Five Dynasties: Li Yu

It was stormy last night, and autumn curtains rustled. Candle residual leakage is a broken pillow, so you can't sit still.

It was stormy last night, and the curtains covering the windows were rustled by the autumn wind. Outside the window was the disturbing sound of rain and wind, which rang all night. There are few candles left, and the water in the pot leaks out. I kept getting up and leaning on the pillow many times. Lying down and sitting up can't keep your head steady.

2 "Long Acacia Rain" Song Dynasty: Si Wanyong

One, one more. The lights in the banana window outside the window are infinite.

It has been raining, listening to the sound of rain dripping outside the window, and it is difficult to sleep until it is deep. The banana in the rain and the oil lamp in the house seem to be sentimental at this time, comforting me lonely.

3 "Sauvignon Blanc Clouds and a Vortex" Tang Dynasty: Li Yu

There are many autumn winds, the sound of rain is harmonious, and there are three bananas outside the curtain. The night is long and helpless!

Standing alone in front of the window, the wind and rain are mixed together, and the bananas outside the window are also in twos and threes. What should I do in this long lonely night?

4 "Like a dream, dripping water and dripping rain" Qing: Wang Guowei

A shallow dream came into being and was blown away by the east wind. There is no evidence. There is no evidence. Xie Han hung down and wanted to do it.

Just fell asleep, but was awakened by a cold wind. The dream was blown away by this gust of wind from the beginning. The milky way in the sky outside the window has fallen, and it is almost dawn.

5 "Spring Rain on the Mountain" Song Dynasty: Zhou Bangyan

Smoke at night, the birds are quiet in spring, and the house is high when it rains. The wall is sapphire, washed with lead paste, and the tender tips collide. Moisturize the piano silk, the cold invades the pillow barrier, and the insect net blows and sticks to the curtain bamboo. There is no one at the post station, listening to the eaves constantly, and I am sleepy. Nai Chou was extremely shocked, her dreams were bleak and hard to remember, and she felt sorry for herself.

Last night, the smoke cleared away, and birds could not be heard everywhere, only falling raindrops beat on the roof. The lush bamboo in the corner has been washed clean, and the tender bamboo tips collide with each other Moisture makes the strings wet, cobwebs stick to the bamboo curtain, and cold air penetrates into the hall. There is no one around the guest house, and the water on the eaves keeps dripping, which makes people feel sleepy. But I'm so depressed that I wake up again and again, and it's hard to remember my trance-like dreams, and I feel more lonely.