2, the west wind should be strong in time, and the dew should be cold. Poor yellow river, nine bends are exhausted, and the felt house is without a shadow.
3, a river of grass, the sound around the house is like home. Looking forward to the beautiful women not joining hands, the wall east sent some flowers.
Friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain. Until now, in the dark, I closed the door of the thatched cottage. Spring grass is green every year, but what about you, my friend Prince? .
In May and March, Lan Qing, the twelfth lunar month is yellow, and boundless grass bathes Qiu Guang. In the pastoral sound, the eagle crows and the wind blows the lush cattle and sheep.
6. Mangroves and green hills are inclined, and the grass in the long suburbs is endless. Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.
7, a blue and innocent Ma Xiang, whipping and singing pastoral songs. The girl danced her skirt happily, and the bonfire star was intoxicated in the sunset.
8. The grass is green and willows are thick, and the jade pot is full of wine. Go with the wind, sing loudly, and you will know the weight of the mountain.
9. The sky is getting higher and higher, and the jade dragon is enchanting. The vast green belt with sheep grazing, a horse flying and singing drunk blue night.
10, the yellow carpet quietly turned into a green flat, and Guyuan was speechless with autumn sounds. Horseshoe crushed by the sunset, lying singing Aobao until the moonlight.
1 1, the sunset can't be seen, and the trees-lined hills are all yellow. Don't say the old cow is full, the shepherd is cooking incense under the stove.
12, red clouds are burning in the west cave, and flying crows rush home in groups. There is a mist in Pingchuan, and the grass field is in a hurry.
13, the authenticity of the language has aroused people's doubts, and the black color is even more embarrassing. Expectation and concern for blessings are reversed by wisdom and stupidity.
Singing with meat is a laughing stock, and throwing stones and drinking water is a good biography. Let him praise and criticize, and the branches still speak freely.
14, what is the suspicion of feather color? The truth is false! We share weal and woe when we are in trouble. Crow noise trees are low and there is no swan song, and there is more than one crow and moon setting.
It is difficult to determine the elegance of common customs, and great wisdom is the great sage. 15, the rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far and near.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. Yinshan Chilechuan 16.
The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields. The sky is wild, and the wind blows early to see cattle and sheep.
17, there are many weeds and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset is oblique at the corner of Wuyi Lane. Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.
18, the endless grass on the plain, with the coming and going of each season, wildfire never completely devours them, and they grow taller in the spring breeze. 19, there is little frost at the end of the year, and spring is known to the world.
I feel that the business is full and the east wind blows water and the green is uneven. 20. The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
2. What are the poems describing the grasslands in Inner Mongolia?
Out of the Fortress by Don Wang Wei
The conference semifinals outside Juyan are hunting, and the white grass grievances are burning all over the sky. When the clouds are light and the wind is light, drive the horse, and the plain is easy to hide in autumn.
With the support of Qiang Health School, Fort Deng and General Lu, who were guarding the positions, stormed across Liao overnight. The jade target angle bows and beads to rein in the horse, and the Han family gives snow to Cao Yao.
Song Ouyang Xiu's Spring Tour in Fengle Pavilion
Mangroves and green hills are dying, and grass in the long suburbs is endless. Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.
"Send to Lujia" Tang
A stream of grass is green, and the sound outside is like home. Looking forward to the beautiful women not joining hands, the wall east sent some flowers.
Cezanne Tang Baorong
The west wind is strong in time and the grass is cool. Poor yellow river, nine bends are exhausted, and the felt house is without a shadow.
Bian Chun is a high-level article in Tang Dynasty
The grass is green and willow is thick, and the jade pot is full of wine. Go with the wind, sing loudly, and you will know the weight of the mountain.
3. Poems describing Inner Mongolia prairie 1. The cattle and sheep are scattered. In the sunset, weeds make sweet cheese.
From the original poem "Going to Beijing is a Thing" written by Sadula, a poet in the Yuan Dynasty, cattle and sheep are scattered in the sunset, weeds are fragrant, and cheese is sweet. Suddenly there was a big storm, and the dust was like snow. Everyone put down their tents' blankets.
Cattle and sheep are walking in the sunset, and the air is filled with the fragrance of weeds and the sweetness of cheese. Suddenly, the wind blew hard and dust came like snow. Everyone put down the tent felt.
2. The sky is gray and wild. See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.
The original poem "Ode to Chile" from Yuefu poetry collection "Ode to Chile" in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, by the Chile River and under the Yinshan Mountain. The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields.
The sky is gray and wild. See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.
The vast plain of Chile is under the shady mountains thousands of miles away, and the sky is like a dome tent, covering Yuan Ye all around. The sky is gray and wild.
See cattle and sheep when the wind blows. 3. Bow is both one sentence and four sentences.
The original "Walking Reed" comes from the pre-Qin anonymous "Walking Reed", which advised him to walk reed, and cattle and sheep should not practice it. Square bud cube, secondary leaf mud.
Brothers and sisters, don't go far. Or a feast, or several.
Hold a banquet and give out some awards. Give or chop, wash and drink.
Recommend it to me, or burn it or bake it. Jia Yao's spleen cavity, or singing or hissing.
Gong Jian, four strokes, neat arrows, and wise order. Bow is a word with four shackles.
Four is like a tree, and it is not humiliating. Great-grandson is the main one, and wine is heavy, so you can fight to pray for yellow rice wine.
The back of the platform is yellow to guide the wings. Handcuffs, introduce Jingfu.
Don't let cattle and sheep trample on the reeds. Reed has begun to take shape, and Ye Er is wet and glorious.
Brother and sister are closest, don't alienate, be friendly. Spread a bamboo mat for guests and put it on the coffee table.
Spread the seats, open the seats, and serve them in turn. The host and guests enthusiastically rewarded * * * with drinking, washing cups and raising glasses.
Send the meat sauce for someone to taste. The barbecue tastes good. Cows' stomachs and tongues also cook food, and singing and drumming make people laugh.
The carved bow is full of power, and the four sharp arrows meet the standard; When an arrow hits the bull's-eye, it scores in shooting skills. Carved bows are tight, sharp arrows are held in four hands.
Four arrows stand upright on the target, and the seating arrangement is not slow or light. The host of the banquet is Xuansun, who provides delicious wine.
Fill the cup and offer it, and pray for a happy old man. The posture of the dragon bell is staggering. Help him to help his waiter.
Longevity and good luck are a blessing. Please ask God to give you great blessings. 4, there are water plants, cattle and sheep are full of wild bees.
Excerpt from the original version of Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia by Cai Wenji in the Han Dynasty. I don't know who I'm talking to when the wind is sad! Vilen is depressed, guarding Wan Li, vulgar, old, weak and young. There are aquatic plants to build homes and repair bases, and cattle and sheep gather in the wild like bees and ants.
When the grass is exhausted, the sheep and horses are moved, and the seven beats are hateful. At dusk, the north wind whistled all over the country, and I didn't know who to talk to! The scene in vilen is a depression, and fortifications have been set up everywhere in Wan Li. Xiongnu customs like young people advocating strength, old and weak.
Where there are abundant aquatic plants, they will be stationed and settled, and cattle and sheep will be everywhere, gathering together like ant nests and beehives. When you have finished drinking all the water and eating all the fat grass, you will regret singing here all the time.
5. Changhuai looks broken and flat. Zhang Xiaoxiang, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote the original poem "Liu Tou Chang Duan", looking at the long Huaihe River in the distance, and the waves were rough.
The dust is dark, the frost is thick and the sound is quiet. The dark needle solidifies.
Looking back on the past, almost a few days later, this is not human nature, but also embarrassing. Waterproof felt country, under the setting sun, cattle and sheep flock together, and the area is vertical and horizontal.
Watch the famous hunting of Wang Xiao and ride a fire to make it clear. The drums wailed.
Shocking. Read the arrow at the waist, the sword in the box, the empty cockroach.
Time is easy to lose, but when you are strong inside, your age will be zero. The mysterious Beijing God.
Dry feather Fang Huaiyuan, quiet and quiet, died. If the crown is covered, it will be rushed. If it is love.
It is said that the old friends in the Central Plains always look south and are beautiful in jade. Make pedestrians here, loyal and angry.
There are tears. The bank of Huaihe River, which stands tall and upright, is endless, covered with weeds, and it is a flat and wide wasteland.
The dust of the Northern Expedition was dark, the cold autumn wind was cold, and there was silence on the frontier. I stared at it and felt gloomy.
Thinking of the fall of the Central Plains in those years, I am afraid it is fate, which cannot be reversed by manpower. On the edge of Zhushui and Surabaya, where Confucius' disciples studied, and in the land of ritual and music where string songs are handed over to Qin, it has also become a land of pure fish. Across the river is the enemy's felt tent. At dusk, cattle and sheep return to the circle, and enemy outposts are arranged vertically and horizontally.
Seeing that the nomads from the army will go hunting at night, the cavalry lit up the whole Pingchuan with torches, and the drums of the Hu family sounded tragic and chilling. I think the bow and arrow on my waist and the sword in the box have been eaten by insects, eroded by dust and polluted, so I can't make great achievements.
Opportunities are easy to lose, the strong are in high spirits and will be disabled at dusk. The hope of regaining Bianjing is even more slim.
The imperial court is conducting rites and music to soften Jingyuan, the border is quiet, and the enemy and I will not fight for the time being. It's a shame that the envoys in the crown are running around.
Legend has it that the elders left behind in the Central Plains often look forward to the ceremonial ceremonies of the court and the emperor, and the colorful flags of the Cuigai motorcade cover the sky, which makes pedestrians come here, full of loyalty, anger and tears pouring down their chests.
4. Poems describing Mongolian grasslands: Poems describing and praising grasslands (turn)
Beautiful grassland
The grassland is a fresh Wan Liqing.
Bai Yunfei remains calm.
Blue sky and white clouds are the only thing.
Melo melts with a smile.
The grassland is vast and flocks of sheep.
The vast sea of clouds shines brightly.
From a distance came the sound of pastoral music and the flute driving camels.
Grassland love songs are absolutely beautiful.
Green mountains, green waters and strong mountains and rivers.
The clouds are light and the sky is low.
The beach is fresh and lush.
Vast and boundless spring.
Green is a good river and mountain.
Clear water, tender grass, cattle and sheep.
Jia Xiu is inaccessible.
Despair will make you drunk.
Wan Li is clear and Wan Li is wide.
Sing love songs in front of yurts
Relaxed songs were introduced into the family.
Happy friends came over.
Cui Cao LV qu Jing wan
Cattle and sheep flock together, dyeing mountains and rivers.
White clouds are floating in the blue waves
The herdsmen are happy.
Wandering home in the dusk
Cattle and sheep gathered in a pile.
White clouds do accounts, mountains hang.
Love shows virtue on earth.
Beautiful scenery and Lin Jingxin.
White clouds are fluttering.
Grassland can have this kind of fairyland.
When can I stop thinking about swimming?
The river is clear and full of light waves.
The stream gurgled and sang softly.
Cultivate cattle and sheep into clouds
Harvest * * * Celebrate joy.
Grassland Hongfeng Aoshanchuan
Clouds roll and clouds are comfortable, and mountains and rivers rise.
Horses like to play on the hillside.
Niannian Happy Jubilance
5. Song of Chile, a poem describing Mongolian grassland.
Northern Dynasties
Yinshan chilechuan,
The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields.
The sky is gray and wild,
See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.
[Notes]
1. Chile: ethnic name, who lived in Shuozhou (now northern Shanxi Province) in the Northern Qi Dynasty.
2. Yinshan Mountain: In the north of Inner Mongolia Autonomous Region.
3. Vault: A tent made of felt cloth, that is, a yurt.
4. pale: cyan.
[Brief analysis]
This is a folk song sung by Chileans, translated from Xianbei into Chinese. It praises the scenery of grassland and the life of nomadic people.
The first two sentences "Chilechuan, under the Yinshan Mountain" show that Chilechuan is located at the foot of the towering Yinshan Mountain, which sets off the grassland background very majestic. Then there are two sentences: "The sky is like a dome, and the cage covers four fields". Zile people use the "dome" in their own lives as a metaphor, saying that the sky is like a felt dome tent, covering all directions of the grassland, so as to describe the magnificent scene of the distant view and the connection between the wild and the wild. This kind of sight can only be seen on the grassland or at sea. The last three sentences, "The sky is grey, the wild land is boundless, the wind and grass are low, and the cattle and sheep are low", are a magnificent and vibrant panorama of the grassland. "When the wind blows grass, you can see cattle and sheep." A gust of wind bends the grass, exposing flocks of cattle and sheep, vividly depicting the scene of rich water and grass and fat cattle and sheep here. There are only twenty words in the whole poem, which shows a magnificent picture of the life of ancient herders in China.
This poem has a clear and generous style unique to the folk songs of the Northern Dynasties, with an open realm, a majestic tone, clear language and strong artistic generalization. Huang Tingjian, a poet in the Song Dynasty, said that the author of this folk song "hastily used strange words to cover up the truth" (The Inscription of the Valley, Volume 7). Because the author is very familiar with the life of grassland herders, he can grasp the characteristics at once without hard engraving, and the artistic effect is very good.
6. Inner Mongolia grassland poems chant grassland.
Chileger
Northern Dynasties
Chilechuan, under the shady mountain, looks like a vault, and the cage covers all the fields.
The sky is wild, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low.
translate
In vilen, where Chileans live, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain, the sky hangs over the vast land like a felt tent. The sky is boundless and the grassland is boundless. Whenever the wind blows low, grazing cattle and sheep appear.
Quatrain
lawn
The yellow carpet quietly changed into the green lawn, and the ancient plain silently released the autumn sound. Horseshoe tramples on the sunset, lying and singing Aobao waiting for the moonlight.
lawn
The sky is getting higher and higher, and the jade dragon is enchanting. Endless green and grazing sheep, a horse drunk flying and singing.
lawn
Although the sun is setting, the mountains and trees are yellow. Don't say the old cow is full, the shepherd is cooking incense under the stove.
7. The poem "Beautiful Grassland" describing Mongolian prairie in primary school.
The grassland is a fresh Wan Liqing.
Bai Yunfei remains calm.
Blue sky and white clouds are the only thing.
Melo melts with a smile.
The grassland is vast and flocks of sheep.
The vast sea of clouds shines brightly.
From a distance came the sound of pastoral music and the flute driving camels.
Grassland love songs are absolutely beautiful.
Green mountains, green waters and strong mountains and rivers.
The clouds are light and the sky is low.
The beach is fresh and lush.
Vast and boundless spring.
Green is a good river and mountain.
Clear water, tender grass, cattle and sheep.
Jia Xiu is inaccessible.
Despair will make you drunk.
Wan Li is clear and Wan Li is wide.
Sing love songs in front of yurts
Relaxed songs were introduced into the family.
Happy friends came over.
Cui Cao LV qu Jing wan
Cattle and sheep flock together, dyeing mountains and rivers.
White clouds are floating in the blue waves
The herdsmen are happy.
Wandering home in the dusk
Cattle and sheep gathered in a pile.
White clouds do accounts, mountains hang.
Love shows virtue on earth.
Beautiful scenery and Lin Jingxin.
White clouds are fluttering.
Grassland can have this kind of fairyland.
When can I stop thinking about swimming?
The river is clear and full of light waves.
The stream gurgled and sang softly.
Cultivate cattle and sheep into clouds
Harvest * * * Celebrate joy.
Grassland Hongfeng Aoshanchuan
Clouds roll and clouds are comfortable, and mountains and rivers rise.
Horses like to play on the hillside.
Niannian Happy Jubilance
Hope to adopt ~
8. An ancient poem describing the beauty of Mongolian grassland 1. At this time, it was just the time when the sun was setting. The grassland was covered with golden silence, and the distant mountains were covered with colorful clothes of sunset glow. The clouds as white as milk turned into red as fire that day.
The grass waves subsided, and grazing cattle and sheep came from distant grasslands; Only those camels who don't come home at night are still wandering around the lake near Liulin ... the Mongolian heart is drunk; The tourists are enchanted.
Why can't you bear to say goodbye to Mongolian and Chinese feelings? The world is greener and the sun is setting! 2. The sky under the Yinshan Mountain in Chilechuan is like a cage, and the fields are gray and wild, and the wind blows grass and sees cattle and sheep. 3. Three Prairie Poems (1) The yellow carpet quietly turned into a green lawn, and the ancient plain was silent with autumn sounds. Horseshoe crushed by the sunset, lying singing Aobao until the moonlight.
(2) The sky is getting higher and higher, and the jade dragon is enchanting. The vast green belt with sheep grazing, a horse flying and singing drunk blue night.
(3) Don't look at the setting sun, the mountains and plains are all yellow. Don't say the old cow is full, the shepherd is cooking incense under the stove.
Attached to the poem "Saibei Grassland", the text is true, causing suspicion, and black is flattering. Expectation and concern for blessings are reversed by wisdom and stupidity.
Singing with meat is a laughing stock, and throwing stones and drinking water is a good biography. Let him praise and criticize, and the branches still speak freely.