Seeing friends off in the mountains, Chai Men is half hidden at sunset. Spring grass is green every year, but what about you, my friend Prince? .
2. Wuyi Xiang Yuxi, Liu Tang
There are some weeds blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and there is only sunset 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.
3, "Fu De Gu Cao Yuan Farewell" Tang 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.
4. "Song of Chile" is famous all over the country.
Chilechuan at the foot of Yinshan Mountain. The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields.
The sky is wild, and the wind and grass move to see cattle and sheep.
5, "Early Spring Drizzle" Tang Hanyu
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
6, "Occasionally beginning of spring" Song Zhangshi
There is little frost at the end of the year, and the vegetation knows spring.
I feel that the business is full and the east wind blows water and the green is uneven.
7. Looking at Xixi in Chuzhou, Wu Ying, Tang Wei
Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees.
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.
8, "Beishan" An Shi of Wang Song
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.
9. 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.
10 "Spring Tour in Fengle Pavilion" 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.
1 1, "Send Liu Jia" 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.
12, "insert" 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.
13, "Bian Chun" 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.
14, "Qing" Du Qingyuhuang
The cape collects the residual rain, and the sunset scatters in front of the building. Singing the original grass stalks swaying on the shield, Zhui Er lacks width, and lying drunk is often a sand.
The rider is like a play, calling the eagle vulgar and crazy. White-headed Soviet Union belongs to the country, only looking at cattle and sheep.
2. Poetry related to grassland Modern Poetry 1: Dreaming back to grassland
Author: Flying Song of Grassland
I miss it.
Beautiful grassland, vast grassland
Yes/yes
the beauty of the ger
Sweet milk tea
Guests feel at home.
I like ...
Green grassland in spring
Yes/yes
Simple and honest herder
beautiful girl
treat cordially
I like it.
The fresh grassland in summer
Yes/yes
White sheep
blue sky
Baiyun Duo Duo
I like ...
Grassland with crisp autumn air.
Yes/yes
A fat steed
An elegant rider
casual
My dearest person
Snow-covered grasslands in winter
Yes/yes
Fertile soil
A frolicking child
Cultivate hope
I am eager
Beautiful grassland, vast grassland
over there
Boundless and unrestrained.
fascinating
Chapter 2: Grassland remains the same.
Author: prairie lark
from morning to night
That herd of cattle
Like a still life in a landscape painting
Day after day
Only the clouds in the sky are changing.
The best time of the year
A little bit.
The grassland remains the same.
Time is the same.
Chapter three: charming grassland
Author: depressed wolf
How many times have I begged?
Keep your strongest arm in my memory.
The wildness of horseback riding
Leave Baiyun with the most intimate femininity.
Listen to the roar coming and going.
My mind is like a runaway wild horse.
Mercedes-benz is in your state of mind that has been abandoned for a hundred years.
In the eyes of horseshoes
Will shine with the passion I long for
Fluffy hair and free and easy mane
Mix into the most romantic picture.
In the clearest voice of the shepherd
Missed a road that I forgot when I came.
perhaps
Deep in white clouds
Still stay in my dry love.
My withered feelings are still flowing.
On the carved saddle
Echoes the infatuation and confusion that we have been longing for for for too long.
Wake up at that moment
I am in your broad and thick arms.
My heart has fallen asleep
3. What are the poems about grassland? 1 Farewell to Grassland Grass (Bai Juyi) The vast grass crosses the plain and comes and goes 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. 2 "Chilechuan", Chilechuan, Yinshan Mountain.
The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields. The sky is wild, and the wind and grass move to see cattle and sheep.
3 "Out of the Fortress" (Wang Wei) Hunting Tianjiao lives outside Yancheng, and white grass burns wild. 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. Jade target angle bows and beads to rein in the horse, and the Han family will give snow to visit Yao 4 "Spring Tour in Fengle Pavilion" (Ouyang Xiu). Mangroves and green hills are dying, and the grass in the long suburbs is boundless.
Tourists, no matter how old they are, should step on the flowers in front of the pavilion in spring. 5 "fortress" (Bao Rong) 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.
6 "Bian Chun" (high article) 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.
7 "Three Poems on the Grassland" A yellow carpet has quietly turned into a green flat, and Guyuan has no words to fly autumn sounds. Horseshoe crushed by the sunset, lying singing Aobao until the moonlight.
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.
The setting sun is not seen at dusk, and the mountains and trees are all yellow. Don't say the old cow is full, the shepherd is cooking incense under the stove.
8 "Grassland" [Wang Weike] You rise and fall into a posture with a light green expression, and your delicate skin meets the call of life, which is cared and collected by 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 hope that one day your limbs can spread out in all directions. The hope of life can devour the bad effects of sandstorms. The vast territory is full of vigorous horses, clear springs, beautiful wild flowers, swaying reeds, flying swans, fat sheep, simple herders, rich horse milk and delicious meat. The primitive state continues the pure heart here and is bred 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 mercilessly destroys you and your spring. The source is muddy and dirty, and your face is haggard and yellow. Who foolishly buried your beauty? Now in my eyes, I can only look at the old imagination with confused and sad eyes. 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.
4. Poetry about ancient grassland 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 vast expanse region, let the free blood melt into your body, clean 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 hope that one day your limbs can stretch in all directions and the hope of life can be swallowed up. Eating the bad effects caused by those sandstorms, the territory is vast, the horses are vigorous, the springs are wild flowers, the beautiful swaying reeds, the flying swans, the fat sheep, the simple herdsmen, the rich horse milk and the delicious meat, the primitive state continues here, and the pure mind 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 source has been turbid and dirty. Your face has turned yellow. Who foolishly buried your beauty? Now, in my eyes, I have a confused and sad look. Can only look at 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 has made me feel sad about the grassland (Lao She) since I was a child. I have seen the saying that "the sky is grey, the fields are boundless, the wind is blowing, and only cattle and sheep are seen". This once had a bad influence, making people afraid to go north.
This time, I saw the grassland. The sky there is more lovely than other days. The air is so fresh and the sky is so clear. I always want to sing a song to express my happiness.
Under the sun, it is thousands of miles away, not endless. There are mountains on all sides, the ground is green and the mountains are green.
The sheep climbed the mountain for a while, and then came down again. Wherever they go, it's like embroidering big white flowers on the endless green carpet. The lines of those hills are so soft, just like boneless paintings, only rendered in green, not outlined with a pen. So, green is flowing everywhere, gently flowing into the clouds.
This state is both amazing and comfortable. I want to look around for a long time, sit down and sing a beautiful poem softly. In this realm, even the steed and Daniel sometimes stand still, as if recalling the infinite fun of the grassland.
Zisai, Zisai, who said that? This is a jade world. Even Jiangnan may not have such scenery! We visited the animal husbandry commune in Chenbaerhu Banner.
The bus traveled 150 miles before reaching its destination. One hundred and fifty miles are grasslands.
Go 150 miles, or grassland. Driving on the grassland is very free and easy. As long as the direction is good, you can go anywhere.
When I first entered the grassland, I couldn't hear or see anything except some birds flying around. After walking for a long time, I saw a winding belt in the distance, as bright as glass.
River! There are many cattle and sheep, and they also see horses, and there is a faint whip. Soon, soon to the commune.
Suddenly, a group of horses appeared on the distant mountain, as if a gust of wind was blowing. Men, women and children immediately put on all kinds of clothes, and horses danced like rainbows. This is the host coming from dozens of miles away to welcome guests from afar.
When the master saw us, he immediately turned his horse's head, cheered and ran to lead the way in front of the car. Quiet grassland, lively: cheers, cars, hooves, ringing into one.
Cars and horses flew over the hill and saw some yurts. Outside the yurt, there are many horses and many cars.
Many people came to see us by horse or car from dozens of miles away. We invited a female dancer from Hailar to translate for us.
Her name is beautiful-Crystal Flower. She is from Chen Qi, Ewenki.
The master got off the horse, so did we. I don't know whose hand it is, but I always hold it warmly and hold it.
We don't need Comrade Crystal Flower to translate. Our languages are different, but our hearts are the same.
Shake hands and shake hands, laugh and laugh. When you say yours, I say mine, which generally means national unity and mutual assistance! Somehow, I got into the yurt.
Milk tea is poured, milk tofu is placed, and the host and guest sit cross-legged. Everyone is very polite, and everyone is so affectionate and unconstrained. Soon, the hospitable host brought a large plate of mutton and milk wine.
The cadres of the commune toasted us, and the 70-year-old man toasted us. Exactly: blessings are often difficult to express, so don't forget each other when you raise your glass! We reciprocate, the host raises his glass, and we reciprocate.
At this time, Ewenki girls, wearing pointed hats and a little shy in generosity, came to sing folk songs for the guests. Our fellow singers also sing very fast.
Singing seems louder and more touching than any other language. No matter what you sing, the listener will always show a knowing smile. After dinner, the boys performed horse riding and wrestling, and the girls performed folk dances.
The guests are dancing, singing and riding Mongolian horses. The sun has set, and no one will leave.
Yes! Why can't you bear to say goodbye to Mongolian and Chinese feelings? People's lives have changed, and everything on the grassland has also changed. Take yurts as an example. In the past, it was called a felt house, but today it is different. It is made of wood strips and straw, so that it can be cool in summer and modified in winter.
Look at these horses, both short and pithy Mongolian horses and new varieties of tall three-headed hippos. This kind of big horse is really decent. At first glance, people think of words like "Dragon and Horse Spirit" and want to ride it in Wan Li.
Cattle have also changed varieties, some of which weigh more than 1000 Jin and have breasts like small tanks. Cattle, fat grass and fragrant milk are like springs! Not grandiose.
There are both the original big-tailed sheep and the new breed of short-tailed fine-wool sheep in the flock. The former has good meat, while the latter has good hair. Yes, the prosperity of people and animals is one of the new phenomena on the grassland.
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5. Poems about affection: 15 ancient poems, 1, threads in the hands of loving mothers, making clothes for the body of wayward boys. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? (Don Meng Jiao: Wandering Sons)
2. When a person is a stranger in a foreign land, he misses his family more often during the festive season. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. (Tang: "Shanju Holiday Thinking of Shandong Brothers")
Every winter solstice, I am accompanied by the shadow in front of the knee-hugging lamp. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. (Tang Bai Juyi: "Homesickness on a Winter Night in Handan")
4, the child led the clothes and asked: Why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? (Don "Going Home")
5, Xian Yi, young and old, left home, the local accent has not changed. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (Tang He Zhang Zhi: Homecoming Book)
6. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. ("Early Tang and Song Wen Zhi: Crossing the Han River")
Under the blue mountain, we wound our way, and my boat and I walked along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... the night now gives way to the ocean of the sun, and Jiang Chunren was in the old year. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Don Wang Wan: "The next berth on the North Fort Mountain")
8. Humayi north wind, crossing the south branch of the Bird's Nest. -"Nineteen Ancient Poems Travel and Travel")
9. Being a parent is the best in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world. -("aphorisms")
10, I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason. -(Tang Wang Wei's "Cheng Wei Qu")
1 1, there is such bright light at the foot of my bed. Could there be frost already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -(Tang Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night)
12, teenagers leave home and return home, and the local accent does not change. -(Homecoming Book by Tang and Zhang Zhi)
13, my mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children. -("Song of Filial Piety")
14, parents are highly respected; Give children a good education. -("epigram couplet")
15, where is your hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk. -(Song Qingzhao's Bodhisattva Man)
16, the mother said that the child was lying dry and the mother was asleep and wet. -("Song of Filial Piety")
17, when the master instrument is hung, the tube is bright, and Wusu stays at the static night platform. -("aphorisms")
18, the moon is bright tonight. I wonder who Qiu Si will fall into. -(Don Wang Jian's "Fifteen nights full moon to send Du Langzhong")
19, elegy can be crying, and angelica can be in the distance. -(Han Yuefu folk song "Elegy")
6. The ancient poem about grassland is 1, the sky is gray and the fields are vast. See cattle and sheep when the wind blows. -"The Song of Pepper" was unknown in the Northern and Southern Dynasties
The blue sky is endless and the green fields are endless. When the wind blows to the grass, flocks of cattle and sheep appear and disappear.
2. When Beishan turns green and rises to Hengchi, it will go straight back to the pool. -"Beishan" An Shi of Wang Song
Beishan reflects a rich green color on the pond, and the spring water rises quietly; Straight ravines and winding ponds are sparkling.
3. The grass is green and willow is thick, and the jade pot is full of wine. —— The Tang Dynasty's "Bian Fang Chun Xing" is a high-profile article
When the grass turns green in the thick night, fill the cup with the contents of the hip flask.
4. Mangroves and green hills are inclined, and the grass in the long suburbs is endless. -"You Chun San in Fengle Pavilion" Ouyang Xiu in Song Dynasty
Red flowers are full of trees, green hills are faint, and the sky is already west. The vast countryside, green grass, can not see the edge.
5, hunting Tianjiao living outside Yancheng, white grass burning wild. -"Stuffing" Tang
Outside Juyan, the conference semifinals are hunting and white grass is burning all over the sky.
7. Prairie Poetry 1, Farewell to Tang Dynasty
Seeing friends off in the mountains, Chai Men is half hidden at sunset. Spring grass is green every year, but what about you, my friend Prince? .
2, "Wuyi Lane" Yuxi, Liu Tang
There are some weeds blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and there is only sunset 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.
3, "Fu De Gu Cao Yuan Farewell" Tang 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.
4. "Song of Chile" is famous all over the country.
Chilechuan at the foot of Yinshan Mountain. The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields.
The sky is wild, and the wind and grass move to see cattle and sheep.
5, "Early Spring Drizzle" Tang Hanyu
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
6, "Occasionally beginning of spring" Song Zhangshi
There is little frost at the end of the year, and the vegetation knows spring.
I feel that the business is full and the east wind blows water and the green is uneven.
7. Looking at Xixi in Chuzhou, Wu Ying, Tang Wei
Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees.
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.
8, "Beishan" An Shi of Wang Song
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.
9. 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.
10 "Spring Tour in Fengle Pavilion" 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.
1 1, "Send Liu Jia" 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.
12, "insert" 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.
13, "Bian Chun" 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.
8. The poem describing the Mongolian grassland is 1, the grass is green and willow is thick, and the jade pot is full of wine.
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, the twelfth lunar month in Lan Qing is yellow, and the vast grass is bathed in 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.
9. Prairie Ancient Poetry-Yuefu (Chilechuan)
Chilechuan at the foot of 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
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.
grass
Author: 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.
Lonely smoke from the desert went straight into the river and the yen fell.
The conference semifinals outside Juyan are hunting, and the white grass grievances are burning all over the sky.
10. Praise praise praise praise praise praise praise praise praise praise grassland
( 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.
Seven Laws, Crow and Saibei Grass
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.
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.