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.
Chileger
Folk songs in northern dynasties
Chilechuan,
Under the shady mountain,
The sky is like a vault,
Cage covers four areas.
The sky is gray,
Wild,
See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.
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.
Ma Zhiyuan, Qiu Si
Dead vines, old trees, faint crows/small bridges, flowing water, old roads, thin horses in the west wind/sunset/brokenhearted people.