Chilechuan at the foot of Yinshan Mountain.
The sky is like a vault, and the cage covers all the 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.
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Lao She's Grassland
This time, I saw the grassland. The sky there is more lovely than other places. The air is so fresh and the sky is so clear that I always want to sing a song to show that I am full of happiness. Under the sun, it is thousands of miles away, but it is not endless. There are mountains on all sides, the ground is green, and the mountains are green. Sheep go up the mountain for a while, down for a while, and wherever they go, it seems endless. Just like Chinese painting is only rendered in green, not outlined by ink lines, the green color is flowing everywhere and gently flowing into the clouds. This state is not only amazing, but also comfortable. I want to look around for a long time. I want to sit down and whisper a wonderful poem. In this state, even cattle and horses sometimes stand still, as if recalling the infinite fun of grassland.
We visited Chenbaerhu Banner. The bus traveled 150 miles before reaching its destination. This 150 mile is grassland. Walk 150 miles again, 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 flying birds. After walking for a long time, you see a winding belt in the distance, as bright as glass. When the number of cattle and sheep increased, we also saw horses, and there was a faint whipping sound. Soon, it will come. Suddenly, like being blown by a gust of wind, a group of horses appeared on a hill in the distance. Men, women and children immediately put on all kinds of clothes, and horses galloped like rainbows. This is the arrival of the host dozens of miles away. Welcome the guests from afar. When he saw us, the host immediately turned his horse's head and cheered.
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. The master got off the horse and so did we. I don't know whose hand it is, but they always hold it warmly. Everyone has different languages, but their hearts are the same. Shake hands and shake hands, laugh and laugh. You say yours, I say mine, always thinking.
Somehow, I got into the yurt. I poured milk tea and put milk tofu. The host and guest sat cross-legged, and everyone was polite. Everyone is so affectionate that they are not at home at all. Soon, the hospitable host brought a large plate of mutton by hand. The cadres gave us a toast, and the elderly in their 70s gave us a toast. We reciprocate, mainly by raising our glasses, and then we reciprocate. At this time, the Ewenki girl wore a sharp one. Let's sing folk songs for our guests. Our fellow singers also sing very fast. These songs seem to be louder and more touching than any other language. No matter what they sing, the audience always smiles knowingly.
After dinner, the boys performed horse riding and wrestling, the girls performed folk dances, the guests sang and danced, and they wanted to ride a Mongolian horse. The sun has set and no one wants to leave. Yes! Why can't you bear to say goodbye to Mongolian and Chinese feelings?
Please let me know if you have any questions!
Farewell to Ancient Grass 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.
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.
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.
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.
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.