Poems that describe sleeping, ancient poems that sleep

In front of the Yellow Master Pagoda, the river is east, and the spring is lazy and leaning on the breeze. - Du Fu's "Searching for Flowers by the Riverside: Part 5".

The mud melts and flies the swallows, and the sand warms the mandarin ducks. - Du Fu's "Two Quatrains".

The willow garden wind is quiet and people sleep during the day, and the people sleep in the day and the wind and willows. - Su Shi, "Bodhisattva Barbarian, Palindromic Xia Resentment".

Paper screen, stone pillow, bamboo square bed, tired hands throw books, long afternoon dreams. - Cai Qu, "Summer Boarding the Carriage Cover Pavilion".

The geese cry the red leaves, the people are drunk with the yellow flowers, and the banana rain is in the autumn dream. ——Zhang Kejiu, "Qingjiang Yin, Autumn Huai".

The cloud sideburns are half new to sleep, and the flower crown is not neat.

Song of Long Hatred Don · Bai Juyi.

Tossing and turning, lonely pillow and sleepless.

1. Secluded in early summer.

The lake and mountain are in the place where the Weng's house is placed, and the wild path in the shade of the willow is oblique.

When the water is full, sometimes the heron is watched, and the grass is deep and the frogs are chirping everywhere.

The dragon has passed the first bamboo shoots, and the wooden pen is still blooming the first flower.

Sigh that the old man is over, and who sleeps to have a cup of tea.

The eaves are quiet, and it is appropriate to take a cool nap.

The warbler spring has an aftertaste, and there are not many anthills.

The seal is exhausted, and the flowers are cloudy and the sun is moving.

I feel that there is nothing to do, and I continue to pursue my dreams and new poems.

Early-rising. Don · Bai Juyi.

The morning light shines on the beams of the house, and the door is opened at the beginning of the drum.

The dog sleeps on the stairs and knows that the ground is wet, and the bird reports the sunny weather by the window.

The half-sold overnight wine is still heavy, and the newly taken off winter clothes are light.

Sleep with an empty mind and empty thoughts, and there are not many hometown dreams recently.

Ancient poems about sleeping include Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty"Silent Night Thoughts"The bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground, raised his head to look at the bright moon, and bowed his head to think of his hometown. Meng Haoran's"Spring dawn Spring sleep is not aware, and birds are heard everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much.

Spring sleep is not aware...

The green trees have no one to dream about.

Cloud sideburns are half new to sleep.

Come and dream at night.

The Iron Horse Glacier fell asleep.

It's all more or less related to sleeping and dreaming.

Sleep [Author] Bai Juyi [Dynasty] Tang.

The galaxy is lingering, and the moon is dim and the lights are faintly dawning.

Turn the pillow and stretch out under the book, and stand in front of the stove with a shawl.

Old sleep, early sleep, often night, sickness first decay does not wait for years.

The five desires have been dissolved, and there is no realm in the world to hook.

The most important thing I want to do every day is to sleep until I wake up naturally.

We must maintain a good routine and go to bed early and get up early to be in good health.