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.
Modern Poetry and Grassland Writing/Wang Weike, you have become a pale green posture, delicate expression, and your skin meets the call of life and the care and collection of Tengger singer. This vast expanse region, let the free blood melt into your body, clean and unrestrained soul. In the depressed vanity city, I feel and yearn for your self-esteem. You are the most beautiful scenery in my heart. How I hope that one day your limbs can stretch in all directions and make the hope of life possible. Endure the bad effects of sandstorms. The vast territory is full of vigorous horses, clear springs, wild flowers, beautiful swaying reeds, flying swans, fat sheep, simple herders, rich horse milk and delicious meat. The primitive state continues here, and the innocent heart thrives here. You are God's reward for good and evil human beings, and you are a paradise in the eyes of the lost. The cruel reality has ruthlessly destroyed you, and your spring has been muddy and dirty. Your face has turned yellow. Who foolishly buried your beauty? Now, in my eyes, I can only see the old imagination. Numb people have lost their conscience. You really hope that one day you will be quietly buried by rolling yellow sand. Your experience makes me sad.
2. A vast and magnificent poem describing the northern prairie-Yuefu (Chilechuan) Chilechuan, under the Yinshan Mountain.
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.
Modern Poetry and Grassland Writing/Wang Weike, you have become a pale green posture, delicate expression, and your skin meets the call of life and the care and collection of Tengger singer. This vast expanse region, let the free blood melt into your body, clean and unrestrained soul. In the depressed vanity city, I feel and yearn for your self-esteem. You are the most beautiful scenery in my heart. How I hope that one day your limbs can stretch in all directions and make the hope of life possible. Endure the bad effects of sandstorms. The vast territory is full of vigorous horses, clear springs, wild flowers, beautiful swaying reeds, flying swans, fat sheep, simple herders, rich horse milk and delicious meat. The primitive state continues here, and the innocent heart thrives here. You are God's reward for good and evil human beings, and you are a paradise in the eyes of the lost. The cruel reality has ruthlessly destroyed you, and your spring has been muddy and dirty. Your face has turned yellow. Who foolishly buried your beauty? Now, in my eyes, I can only see the old imagination. Numb people have lost their conscience. You really hope that one day you will be quietly buried by rolling yellow sand. Your experience makes me sad.
3. Poems about grassland describe grassland: ancient poems-Yuefu (Chilechuan) Chilechuan, under the Yinshan Mountain.
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.
Modern Poetry and Grassland Writing/Wang Weike, you have become a pale green posture and delicate expression, and your skin is welcoming the call of life and the care and collection of Tengger singer Heaven. This region of vast expanse, let free blood melt into your body, clean body and unrestrained soul. In a depressed and empty city, I feel and long for your self-esteem. You are the most beautiful scenery in my heart. How I wish one day. Your limbs can stretch hard in all directions, so that the hope of life can swallow up the bad effects brought by sandstorms. The vast territory is full of vigorous horses, clear springs, beautiful swaying reeds, flying swans, fat sheep, simple herders, rich horse milk and delicious meat. The primitive state continues the pure heart here, and you thrive here. The emperor's reward for good and evil human beings is to poison you in ignorance. You are a paradise in the eyes of the lost, and the cruel reality is ruthlessly destroying you. Your fountain becomes muddy and dirty, and your face becomes haggard and yellow. Who foolishly buried your beauty? Now in my eyes, I can only look at the old imagination. Numb human beings have lost their conscience and people who are hard to fill. Students, you really hope that one day you will be quietly buried by rolling yellow sand. Your experience makes me sad. Chilechuan, a folk song of the Northern Dynasty, is covered with cages in four fields under the shady mountain. The sky is wild, and the wind and grass are moving to see cattle and sheep.
This ancient folk song praises the magnificent and rich scenery of the northern grassland and expresses the pride of Chileans who love their hometown and life. "Chilechuan, shady mountain", tell the geographical location of Chilechuan.
Yinshan Mountain is a mountain stretching beyond the Great Wall, and the grassland is embedded in Yinshan Mountain, giving people a magnificent impression. "The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields." Looking around, the sky is like a huge dome felt tent, covering the whole prairie.
"The sky is grey and wild", the sky is blue, and the grassland is endless and endless. The first six sentences of the poem are written about Pingchuan, Dashan, the sky and the four fields, covering all directions, and the artistic conception is extremely broad and magnificent.
However, the poet's description is a general static sketch from a macro perspective, without any specific description, which makes people feel a little empty and dull. But when you read the last sentence-"the wind blows, you see cattle and sheep", the realm will suddenly change.
Grassland is the hometown of herdsmen and the world of cattle and sheep, but because of the rich pasture, all cattle and sheep are hidden in the green ocean. Only when a breeze blows and the grass waves rise and fall, do cattle and sheep flash out in the low grass.
Cattle and white sheep, a group of east and a group of west, are everywhere. Thus, from static to dynamic, from pale to colorful, the whole grassland is full of vitality, and even the dome-like sky is colored.
Therefore, people call this last sentence a clear pen, and appreciate the word "wind", the initiator of the three verbs "blow", "low" and "see". Zile people use dome-shaped felt tents to compare the grassland sky and eulogize the scenery of "wind blowing grass and low cattle and sheep", which is closely related to their lifestyle.
The treasury is a mobile room for nomadic dissidents, and cattle, sheep and pastures are their sources of food and clothing. They have deep feelings for these things that are related to their lives and destiny. Therefore, we say that they eulogize grasslands and cattle and sheep, that is, eulogize their hometown and life; We also believe that this folk song has a strong national and local color, and this is also the reason.
I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason not to go out. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
"Qiu Si" Ma Zhiyuan withered vine old tree faint cry/small bridge flowing water people/ancient road west wind thin horse/sunset/heartbroken people on the cliff. "Rain in Early Spring" Tang Hanyu's drizzle in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far away.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. "Xixi Chuzhou" Tang Wei Wu Ying pities the grass, and there are orioles singing on the trees.
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. "Beishan" Wang Song Anshi Beishan lost its green and rose to the pond, and went straight to the pond.
Counting the fallen flowers because I have been sitting for a long time, I found that the grass is already late. "Fengle Pavilion Tour Spring Scenery" Song Ouyang Xiu Mangroves and green hills are dying, 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. "Send Liu Jia" Cao Ye Yi Xi Cao, Tang Green waves, sound around the house like home.
Looking forward to the beautiful women not joining hands, the wall east sent some flowers. "On the Line" Tang Bao melts the west wind with strong muscles and strong horns, revealing the coldness of grazing horses and aquatic plants.
Poor yellow river, nine bends are exhausted, and the felt house is without a shadow. In the Tang Dynasty, "Bian Chun", a tall article, 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. Farewell, Don, my friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain until now I have closed my thatched door in the dark.
Spring grass is green every year, but what about you, my friend Prince? . Rhythmic crow? What is the suspicion of the color of Saibei grass? 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.
Attached to the Saibei grassland poem: the truth of the words arouses public doubts, and the color black is more pleasing. 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.
"Farewell to the ancient grass" Tang Bai Juyi crossed the plain and came and went with the four seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Modern Poetry and Grassland Writing/Wang Weike, you have become a pale green posture and delicate expression, and your skin is welcoming the call of life and the care and collection of Tengger singer Heaven. This region of vast expanse, let free blood melt into your body, clean body and unrestrained soul. In a depressed and empty city, I feel and long for your self-esteem. You are the most beautiful scenery in my heart. How I wish one day. Your limbs can be stretched out in all directions, so that the hope of life can devour horses with the bad influence and vast territory brought by sandstorms.
4. Poems describing grasslands:
1, bid farewell to Fude Guyuan Grass
Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
2. Song of Chile
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.
3. Beishan
Wang Song Anshi
Beishan lost its green and rose to the horizontal pool, and went straight to the pool.
Counting the fallen flowers because I have been sitting for a long time, I found that the grass is already late.
4. Plug
Don
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.
5, "Fengle Pavilion Youchun"
Song Ouyang xiu
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.
6. "Send Liu Jia"
Don Cao Ye
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.
7. "Plug in"
Tang baorong
Poor yellow river, nine bends are exhausted, and the felt house is without a shadow.
The west wind is near, the ribs are firm, and the grass is cold.
8. "Send Liu Jia"
Don Cao Ye
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.
9. "Plug in"
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.
10, "Border Spring"
Tang gaopian
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.
5. Poems describing grasslands in ancient and modern times (I think this one is too classic)
Chileger
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.
Three grassland poems
( 1)
The yellow carpet has quietly turned green, and Guyuan has no words to sound autumn.
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)
See the sunset, the mountains and trees are yellow.
Don't say the old cow is full, the shepherd is cooking incense under the stove. \
Attached to Saibei grassland poem:
The eloquence aroused public suspicion, and the black color was 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.
Modern Times
Grassland Wen/Wang Weike
You rise and fall into a posture.
Green expression, delicate skin.
Meet the call of life and Tengger singer.
God's care and collection
The geography of vast expanse.
Let the free blood melt into the body.
A clean and unrestrained soul.
I am in a depressed city.
Feel and crave your self-esteem.
You are the most beautiful scenery in my heart.
How I wish one day.
Your limbs can move in all directions.
Spread out hard
Let the hope of life devour those
Negative effects of sandstorms.
A vast territory, a vigorous horse
The beauty of clear springs and wild flowers
Swaying reeds and flying swans
Fat sheep, simple herdsmen
Rich horse milk and delicious meat.
The original state continues here.
Pure hearts thrive here.
You are God's reward for kindness.
Sinful human beings poison you in ignorance.
You are a paradise in the eyes of the lost.
The cruel reality destroys you mercilessly.
Your fountain is dirty.
Your face is haggard and yellow.
Who foolishly buried your beauty?
You are in my eyes now.
Sad eyes can only watch.
Old imagination
Numb human beings have lost their conscience
Humans who crave food.
Do you really hope that one day
Buried quietly by rolling yellow sand
What happened to you made me very sad.
Father's grassland, mother's river.
Xi Murong
Father once described the fragrance of grassland like this;
Let him never forget each other at the ends of the earth.
Mother always likes to describe the mighty river;
Running in my hometown on the remote Mongolian plateau.
Now I finally see this vast land;
Standing on the fragrant grassland, I burst into tears;
The river is singing the blessings of our ancestors.