Li Yu, the blowless daughter of Qin Lou, a Linjiang fairy in the Five Dynasties.
Qin Lou didn't see the girl who blew the flute, so she went to the garden to see the scenery. Pink cherry is low and proud. The east wind bothers me and smells sweet.
Joan woke up from her dream and survived. How long did she hate that year! The weeping willows are reflected outside the green trees. Meeting for a while is like dreaming.
Explanation:
Without the beauty like Qin Mugong, the beauty of the royal garden is empty. Those flowers are so beautiful, the petals are pink and the core is gold, but only they are low or high, and no one can enjoy them with me. Maybe Dongfeng is not happy with me, so I let those flowers bloom in half.
I missed it for a long time, bored, sleepy by the window, and then fell asleep. When I woke up, the sun had set. I dreamed of the love of that year, and when I woke up, everything was empty. How long should this hatred be! A few years ago, the two were dependent on each other in the weeping willows, but now they can't meet each other. I only get along with her temporarily. It's really short Like a dream, I'm still too lazy to think about those things.
2. When I wake up, the West Building is deserted, and the rest can be seen through the curtain.
"Xiang Ling Yong Yue Er" Qing Dynasty: Cao Xueqin
Unlike the silver moon, the moonlight reflects cold light, and looking up at the clear sky in the night sky supports a jade plate. Plum blossoms in the moonlight exude a strong fragrance, and the silver branches of willow branches look dry.
The faint white powdery mildew on the golden steps is like a thin layer of light frost flying on the jade pillar. Wake up in the west wing is silent, only the waning moon in the sky can look into the distance through the curtain.
Explanation:
Unlike silver and moonlight, I look up at the clear night sky to protect a jade plate. In the moonlight, the thin plum blossoms exude a strong fragrance, and the silver willow branches seem to have been dried by dew. I thought that the faint white powder was painted with gold steps, as if a thin layer of frost was flying on the jade strip. When I woke up from my dream, the west building was silent. Only the waning moon in Zhongtian can be seen from a distance through the curtain.
3. wake up hibiscus. The eaves are near, and Yupei Ding Dong is doubtful.
"The new geese pass through the makeup building, and the water lilies wake up" Song: Wu Wenying
Wake up, fleur. The eaves are near, and Yupei Ding Dong is doubtful. Cuiwei flowing water is the destination of parting. Song's flowers are thinner, and her feelings are more bitter than autumn. At dusk, the clouds meet and there is no sign of the flood.
Yicheng let the guests go at that time, recognized the old traces of Yan Ni, and returned to heaven. The night worries, and the lamp wails. On a cold night in the river, the maple resents autumn, fearing that it will flow heartbroken. Clouds are far away, moths are expected, and autumn fragrance is in the middle of the month.
Explanation:
Wake up from sleep and see the blooming hibiscus flowers. Near the eaves, the wind chimes make people think that it is the sound of Meiyu. After parting from my beloved, mountains and rivers seem to have her shadow. Song Yu is sad for autumn, probably as thin as autumn flowers. At dusk, Yun Lan was densely covered, but Zheng Hong never appeared.
In the Tang Dynasty, Liu Hun asked his concubine to be a piano player because she was old. The old traces of the Swallow House are still discernible, and the setting sun shines on the empty building. Late at night, I miss my lover more. Crickets groaned on the broken wall outside the lamp. At night, the river is cold and the maple leaves are unwilling to be blown by the wind. Lovers write poems on the leaves and float away with the water. Going to my concubine is far away, and it is expected to sweep the beauty of the eyebrows, under the irradiation of the cold moon.
4, wake up, chicken crow.
Taibai Tomb of He Xinlang and the Story of the Qing Dynasty Scholars: Huang Jingren.
What makes people old? Just a few places, the remnants of mountains and water, hanging around. This is where Violet buried her bones, and the house is near Xie Jiazhi. Always like this. What good can it be to ask for the name of my husband? Make a picture, the four kings draft.
In my dream, I came to see you yesterday and smiled. Make the Millennium and Penglai shallow, and tell each other about the old tour. I even asked who was like me later, and I said, I am as talented as a gentleman. There is also an island in the cold suburbs. After saying this, I watched your longbow go away, and I was as light as a bird. Wake up from a broken dream and the rooster crows.
Explanation:
What makes people so old? Residual mountains and flowing water came to the grave to mourn. This is where Violet buried their bones, and Xie Shu also built a room not far from here. Scholars are all the same in the end, turning into a pile of loess, and the grave is covered with weeds. Mr. Wang's poem is so famous, even if he writes it at the grave, how good can it be? Just think carefully and make a poem about thinking about you.
I met you in my dream yesterday, and I was fortunate to hear about my husband's life. Mr. Meng asked me: Is there a scholar behind me who is similar to me? I replied: I am less talented than my husband. Only simple and lonely poems. As light as a bird, I bowed deeply and watched you leave. Suddenly woke up with a crow.
5, the dream is unclear, why bother to wake up.
"Too often cited, the wind comes late to ring the flower bell" Qing: Nalan Xingde
You are late, and the wind will ring the bells. People are in Bishan Pavilion. Sadness is unbearable. That's even more complicated, the sound of spring rain.
No trace, boring mood, who said it was sentimental? If you can't dream clearly, why wake up?
Explanation:
The wind came late and the flower bell rang. People who are already full of sadness in Bishan Pavilion can't hear the bell, and the sound of spring rain is even more unbearable.
You have nowhere to find, I am bored, and I can't tell anyone who cares about me. Even dreams are always vague, so why get up early?
I dreamed of my sweetheart last night and wanted to find a lot of information about such an ancient poem. I'm still looking for it, and I have to add it.
Turn it off! Turn it off! Cried the osprey
Guan Heming's osprey, accompanied by the small continent of the river. A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman.
Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman wakes up to pursue her.
If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day. Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again.
Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple.
Pull shepherd's purse from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her.
Occasionally I have a dream on my back.
Crispy back jade rubbing shoulders, thin red gauze covering white lotus.
This night clearly came to sleep, and I couldn't sleep at that time.
Ah, tell me for no reason, my heart is burning because of you.
Don't say that life is difficult. Qin Lou and his wife have immortals.
Serenade of peace and joy/lyrics of peace, tranquility and joy
In the spring night, he fell asleep, but he still saw her off in his dream. Looking for a pair of jade phoenixes by the pillow, I didn't know it was a dream for a long time.
Once I came back from selling Cui, and I haven't heard from them for several years. But tears are used as water, and the flow is also flowing to Iraq.
The boudoir of mountain slope sheep
Yun Song bun (1), a sweet and warm dream of spending their honeymoons. //quilt 2, cover the spring boudoir to sleep.
Liu Huafei, Xiao Qiongji (3), Auspicious under the Snow (4), Reunion Dream Arousing [5].
Who, stop being beautiful? Bah, it's you!
3. What are the ancient poems that I hope to be with my lover in my dream?
To mother.
In the endless desire for carnations,
I still choose to love you so much!
Not to be grateful,
Just because I love the soul you gave me!
I am dust,
Swing in the ear of the world,
Listen to your phone from time to time!
To love
I can't compare with your scent,
Even tulips and roses,
In purple love,
Sing a meaningful song for you.
Write a story about a bunch of lilies,
The end result is that we will grow old together.
-the poet Bai Gui's poem "Love"
The love of death butterfly
Ye Er's mature years began to pass,
The wind does not forget to greet,
Calling in the afterglow of the sunset,
Like your name in spring,
Pure and sweet!
I miss it more than once,
The shadow you gave me in your dream,
Warm my spring in your dreams,
The loneliness in autumn is drifting away,
Winter brings the frontier of the wrong world,
If we can be together,
I want to be a dead butterfly,
Around your skirt,
Unscramble your smiling face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.
-Bai Gui's poem Love of a Dead Butterfly
4. The poem about dreams is 1 "Breaking the Array, Giving Zhuang Language to Chen Tongfu" Song: 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 a military parade on the battlefield in autumn. 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.