Poetry about the sunshine after the wind and sand

1. Poems about wind and sand

Li Bai

Changqianxing

Get off the bus in the morning and evening and send the book home in advance.

It’s not far to meet each other, until the wind blows.

Wei Tie recorded events and watched General Cao's painting of horses at home

Du Fu

These are all riding on horseback against an enemy of ten thousand, and the desert is full of wind and sand.

Joining the Army in Ancient Times

When the trees are falling and the grass is turning yellow, I climb high to look at the soldiers.

Li Qi

During the day, he climbed the mountain to watch the beacon fire, and at dusk, he drank his horse by the river.

Pedestrians are fighting in the wind and sand, and Princess Pipa is full of resentments.

Comments by Wang Han

Two Poems from Liangzhou

The luminous cup of grape wine makes me want to drink from the pipa.

Lord Grim is lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times?

The flowers and birds in the Qin Dynasty have already stopped, and the wind and sand outside the Great Wall are still cold.

Listening to Hujia breaking willow trees at night reminds people of Chang'an.

Li Bai

Ancient style

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I left Yanmen Pass in the past, but now I am in front of Longting.

The sun is shaking with the sand and the sea, and the flying snow is confusing the sky.

The lice give birth to tigers and hawks, and the heart and soul are in chaos.

Fierce battles are not rewarded, and loyalty is hard to declare.

Who can pity General Li Fei? His head is white and has three sides.

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Haike has been gone for a long time, who can guess Shen Ming.

Hu Guanrao is windy and sandy, and has been neglected forever.

The trees are falling and the grass is turning yellow. I climb high to look at the soldiers and captives.

The deserted city is empty, and the border towns are completely blocked.

The white bones are covered with thousands of frosts, and the rugged mountains cover the hazelnut trees.

May I ask who abused you? The genius is poisonous and powerful.

I am so angry that I, the Holy Emperor, work hard as a teacher.

Yanghe turns into murderous spirit, causing anger in the middle earth.

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The sand is like a pearl, and the grass is so lonely.

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The princes are like the stars and the moon, and the guests are like

Comments by Li Bai

The Song of Harmony·Gongwu Crossing the River

The Yellow River comes from the west to conquer Kunlun, roaring thousands of miles away and touching the Dragon Gate.

The waves surged into the sky, Yao lamented, Yu the Great managed hundreds of rivers, and the children cried but did not peek at home.

Killing the turbulent waters and drowning the floods, silkworms and hemp began to bloom in Kyushu.

The harm will be gone.

Confused by the wind and sand, the old man was mad and crazy.

Early in the morning, there was a stream of water that wanted to be ridiculed, but others did not hesitate to stop it, and the public had no intention of crossing the river and struggled to cross it.

The tiger can be fought, but the river is difficult to rely on. The male fruit is dead and flows to the sea. There are long whales with white teeth like snow-capped mountains.

Gonghu, Gonghu, hangs his bones in it, and the sorrow of Konghou is not returned.

Comments by Wang Lie

Two pieces of music from Sai Shang

The beauty grows old and beautiful every year, and the sand moraine lies in iron clothes every year.

Spring has not arrived in Baicao City, and wild geese are flying above the yellow flower garrison.

The lonely city faces the garrison in the evening, and returns to the Qingming Wanren Mountain.

A bright mirror does not need to grow gray hair, the wind and sand will dissolve the old beauty.

Comments by Li Qi

Joining the Army in Ancient Times

During the day, I climbed the mountain to watch the beacon fire, and at dusk, I drank my horse by the river.

Pedestrians are fighting in the wind and sand, and Princess Pipa is full of resentments.

There are no city walls in the wild clouds, and there are rain and snow all over the desert.

Hu Yan flew away every night crying, and Hu Er shed tears.

If you hear that the jade gate is still covered, you should throw your life away.

Every year the bones of the war are buried outside, but it is rare to see the sweet apple entering the Han family. 2. What are the sentences describing the sandstorm?

1. The sandstorm struck relentlessly. The whole sky was dark and gloomy. In the yard, the rows of big willow trees swayed with their strong bodies, and the green branches that had just sprouted broke their fragile lives.

2. I saw a patch of gray suddenly appear in the blue sky in the distance, continuously extending forward, getting bigger and wider, blocking the sun like the blanket of the night god, blocking the sun. The sky.

3. There is chaos between heaven and earth, with dust, waste paper, and plastic bags flying all over the sky. The small trees on both sides of the road were blown to and fro by the wind, struggling feebly. Pedestrians on the road covered their faces, lowered their heads, and ran home as if fleeing.

4. Seeing the wind blowing and the sand swirling and moving, I lose track of the time when grass grows over the years.

5. The sky is dark, the earth is dark, sand and rocks are flying, the wind is roaring, the sky is filled with yellow sand and gravel dancing wildly in the sky, the truck is stuck in the mire; in an instant, black miasma fills the sky, falling straight into the world.

6. The sky changed drastically after dusk, the strong wind began to rage, the setting sun hid in the west early, and the world began to become dark and gloomy, accompanied by the pungent smell of dust that filled the outdoors and indoors. Leave you nowhere to hide.

7. Even though the plain clothes are gone, the winter is still young, and the stone smoke is as thick as Luoyang dust.

8. Uncle Feng blew mercilessly, like a knife, on my face. It hurt, but God didn’t seem to see it, but it still blew, and the sky was yellow. In one piece, the boundary between heaven and earth is not very clear and integrated.

9. The sky to the west is already covered in gray. One side is gray and yellow, and the other side is blue. It is also a scene. Hui squeezed in, and Blue exited. After a while, the entire city was swallowed up by sand and dust. Only the sun was struggling, being pushed away by the dust and squeezed in again, spinning a bright spot that alternately grew stronger and weaker in the gray sky.

10. Being lost in the sand is like suffocating to death, () How can you be forgiven if you do it yourself?

11. The wind blew the earth "whirring", rolling up a thick layer of dust; sand and stones flew all over the sky; some trees were blown "rustling"; the air was filled everywhere There was a choking yellow sand.

12. What a huge sandstorm, it really blocked the sky! It spreads all over the world, and the earth is covered with darkness. The fine dust is everywhere, and the coarse dust is full of sesame seeds.

13. The sandstorms in Qinghai are not as chaotic as those in Gansu. If Gansu is like cutting meat with a stewed knife, then Qinghai is cutting through mess with a quick knife. The sandstorms in Qinghai are sandstorms under the sun, with the sun shining on one side and the wind and sand dancing on the other. The wind was whining, occasionally accompanied by one or two screams, and the flying gravel hit the car, making a "dang" sound. A strong gust of wind can really blow stones all over the ground, which is also a wonder.

14. In an instant, before I had time to react, the yellow sand swept past. Everything just disappeared like magic. There was only yellow in front of me. No houses, cars, or even cars could be seen. Can't see my legs.

15. Deserts and sandstorms are living warnings from God to mankind. Humans can give up the rules of survival, give up their conscience to harm others, give up their homes and migrate, but if nature chooses to give up, what will it give up?

16. The overwhelming sandstorm tore apart everything in the darkness.

17. The yellow dragon soared in the distance, sounding like a bull roaring and roaring, like rolling thunder. On the horizon, there was a trembling yellow line at first, rolling forward, getting wider and wider, very spectacular.

18. Before we got to school, a strong wind blew up, making the car shake. The sand and dust hit our faces and it hurt. The convenience bags were flying in the sky, and the sky turned yellow, as if it was worn. Put on yellow clothes. 3. Who has a poem about sunshine?

"If there is no sunshine in life"