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Since the ancient literati loved to dream, Bai Juyi's dreams made people's hearts break

A dream is an ethereal existence

Our dreams

Mostly bizarre

Just think of them as stories

And in the poet's dream

All will more or less hide some feelings

So how does the poet record dreams? Is it the loss and sadness of "not knowing whether you are a guest in your dreams"? Or is it the fantasy of "full of ships and dreams crushing the galaxy"? Come and enjoy it with Xiaobian.

Since the ancient literati loved to dream, Bai Juyi's dreams made people's hearts break

This is arguably the most ambitious dream

The poet worries about the country and the people during the day, and dreams of the iron horse glacier at night. Expressing feelings with dreams can be said to be unique.

Since the ancient literati loved to dream, Bai Juyi's dreams made people's hearts break

This dream is sad to make

The lyricist cries with a song, and only in a dream can a person have a moment of joy and forget his identity as a captured "guest", what a painful feeling.

Since the ancient literati loved to dream, Bai Juyi's dreams made people's hearts break

Look at the title and you know it's a "daydream."

February is short and the spring is beautiful, but the homes and alleys in the dream are full of basil, and the monarchs are surrounded by jackals, tigers and leopards, and the poet's patriotic enthusiasm arises: when will we eliminate the war and let the people cultivate the land with peace of mind.

Since the ancient literati loved to dream, Bai Juyi's dreams made people's hearts break

It was a tearful dream after waking up

In the dream, I traveled hand in hand with my friends, and when I woke up, I was only helpless and sad over and over again, my friend had passed away, and I was also sick and weak. The good times in dreams can only be remembered.

Since the ancient literati loved to dream, Bai Juyi's dreams made people's hearts break

It was a drunken dream

The autumn wind is gusting, on the boat lake, the stars in the sky are reflected in the lake, and the poet is slightly drunk into a dream, thinking that he is lying in the brilliant Milky Way.

Since the ancient literati loved to dream, Bai Juyi's dreams made people's hearts break

It's a dream that can't be done

On the way of the writer's march, the road is difficult, late at night stationed outside, the wind and snow are continuous, the writer can not sleep for a long time, and deeply misses his hometown. Why can't I sleep, my hometown, which is thousands of miles away, does not have such a noisy sound.

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