Primary school poems about the grassland

1. Poems about the grassland in primary school

Poems about the grassland in primary school 1. Poems describing the prairie must have been learned in grades 1 to 6 of primary school

Three Prairie Poems (1) The yellow carpet quietly changes to the green flat, and the ancient plains are speechless to express the sound of autumn.

Horse hooves trample the sunset to pieces, lying down and singing Aobao waiting for the moon to shine. (2) The blue sky is getting higher and higher day by day, and the jade dragon is winding and enchanting.

The boundless greenery is supported by sheep herding, and a horse flies singing to drunken the night. (3) The setting sun cannot be seen, and the hills and trees are all dyed yellow.

Don’t forget that the old cow has returned to be full, and the herdsman is burning incense under the stove. Qilv·Crow·He Saibeicao Why is it so objectionable because of its dark plumage? True words and false accusations turn out to be false accusations! Depending on each other, blessings and misfortunes will follow you, and there will be no undue disasters or misfortunes.

The crows noisy in the trees, but there is no final song, and the crows crow and the moon falls. It is difficult to determine whether the vulgarity is pure and elegant, but the great wisdom is as foolish as the great sage.

Attached is a poem from the North Grassland: True words arouse public disapproval, and wearing black even attracts slander. He predicts good fortune and misfortune and repays diligently, but he is wronged by wisdom and foolishness.

Holding meat in your mouth and singing will make you a laughing stock; throwing stones and drinking water will make you a good legend. It is up to him to express praise and blame, but the branches still speak freely.

Bai Juyi The grass grows in Liliyuan, and the grass dries up every year. Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again.

The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the verdant green connects the deserted city, and sends the king and grandson away, full of farewell love. "Chile Song" Folk Song of the Northern Dynasties Chile River, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain.

The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields. The sky is blue and the fields are vast.

A bouquet of poems on the grassland where the wind blows the grass and sees the cows and sheep low [Author: Chen Guanglin Article entry: Li Qiuhong] (1) Grassland, grassland, grassland, grassland, the cradle of my life, the clear and sweet flowing water is the fragrance of milk that nourishes me The faint fragrance of grass nourishes the heart of my life. The holy and solid horseback is the climb on which I grow. My grandmother’s expectant smile is the source of my strength. Whenever I think of grassland, grassland, I think of the cradle of life. Grassland, grassland. My lovely home is vast. The grassland gave me a broad chest. The beautiful mountains and rivers gave me a strong back. The wind, snow, and cold gave me a strong character. My grandmother’s hardships gave me eternal strength. Whenever I think of the grassland, the grassland, I think of that lovely homeland, the grassland. Fragrant wine, strong family affection, endless love for you, grassland, the grassland I am in love with, missing you is a sweet memory, thinking of you is a bitter attachment, thinking of you, I miss you, the sky is blue, the earth is green, my heart is connected, I miss you, grassland, the grassland in my heart, I miss you, The sweet memories of you are the bitter nostalgia. When I think of you, I will be deeply in love with you. I will accompany my mother and the blue sky forever. The grassland, the grassland, my grassland, my green waves, the grassland, the flowers like the sea, gave birth to me and raised me. My place, you are the cradle of my life, grassland, grassland, my grassland, my sunlit grassland, rain-moistened grassland, the place where I was born and raised, you are the source of my strength, grassland, grassland, my grassland, my grassland where the spring breeze blows. The rippling grassland is the place where I was born and raised. You are my eternal warmth. The grassland, the grassland, my prairie, the beautiful and affectionate grassland. The galloping grassland is the place where I was born and raised. You are the forever place in my heart (2) Hometown Love, give me a white cloud, float to the Saibei Plateau, bring family affection and nostalgia, give me a ray of spring breeze, blow to the Saibei Plateau, bring the spring rain, bring the new green, give me a river, flow to the Saibei Plateau, bring me songs, and give me life. A bright moon hangs to the Saibei Plateau, the plateau is more beautiful at night, my hometown is more and more bright (3) The pasture of my hometown, the vast pasture of my hometown is the deep and holy blue sky in my heart. I grew up eating my mother's milk, drinking fragrant milk tea and listening to the sweetness. The sweet songs are accompanied by horses and lambs of the same age as me. The affectionate and holy pasture has given me so many beautiful childhood memories. In my dreams, I often return to the affectionate pasture where I was born and raised. The vast pasture in my hometown is the affectionate and holy pasture in my heart. The blue sky, my father's love helped me on horseback, how much hope my mother gave me, the vast pasture gave me a broad mind, the affectionate pasture, how much bravery and strength the pasture gave me. My hometown pasture is the cradle of my life, the source of wisdom. I will never forget the place where I was born and raised. Holy pasture (4) The love of the plateau, the breeze brings me refreshment, the green field accompanies me to sing, the horse carries me on the wind, soaring straight up, singing, the mighty plateau, the blue sky, the broad eagle, soaring, the blue waves, the rolling love, the green peaks, the majestic rivers, the majestic mountains (5) Emin River, Emin River Oh, the mother river of the grassland, you flow quietly, silently, day and night, year after year, non-stop, O Lianbo Emin River, you are the river of love, your flowing milk is the life of the grassland, you are overflowing River of love, Emin River, you are the river of love. You flow the true love of the world. Wherever it flows, I tell the true love. You are the most affectionate river in the world. Emin River, you are the sacred river. You give me strength when I am sad. You give me strength when I am in danger. Give me confidence. You are the most sacred river in the hearts of shepherds. Emin River. You are the river of life. I will grow up drinking your milk. I will work hard with your faith. You teach me how to be a human being in the long run. I will be pure and always flow quietly like the Emin River. Emin River, Emin River, I am so affectionately attached to you. You are the river that will always flow in my heart. I have such respect for you. Your heart will always be peaceful and clear. Emin River, Emin River. How many stories are there in your heart? Through the joys and sorrows, you are a chapter in history. You are the river of life for the children of the prairie. The eyebrows are like smoke under the lightning of Ma Xiu on the prairie.

The grassland is vast, the sleepy poet, you are like a harp that has fallen asleep in the mane of a wild horse. The grassland is vast and my heart is deep. I close a distant light with my eyes closed. At night in the grassland, I am a guest horse in the male Tibetan felt bag. Hugh's posture as she bent over the tea was like a river bending over the silence of sleep. In other cases, Martin Pine's Inland Night, the lake lifted its huge spoon into the mouth of the world and reached across the darkness at the end of the vast steppe - — Girl Dawa I will talk to you in complete silence all night long in the glow of your morning light.

2. Primary school students’ poems about the grassland

Chilechuan (also called “Celege”)

Prairie Folk Songs of the Northern Dynasties

Chilechuan, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain,

The sky is like a dome, covering the surrounding fields.

The sky is green and the fields are vast.

The wind blows the grass and you can see cattle and sheep.

Children of the Prairie [Lyrics]

The sun is so bright. Spring comes to the grassland. White clouds float above my head, and the sheep play happily beside me.

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3. Poems describing the Mongolian prairie that I learned in primary school

"Beautiful Grassland"

The grassland is fresh and sunny

White clouds Flying across is still calm

This is the only blue sky and white clouds

Merdeer are melting with laughter

The vast grassland is full of sheep

Colorful photos of the vast sea of ??clouds People

The sound of the shepherd's aunt driving the camels far away

The love songs of the grassland are exquisite

The green mountains and ridges have strong grass

The clouds are clear and the sky is low. Scenery

The tidal flats are crisp and lush

The vastness is filled with the heart of spring

The green rivers and mountains

The water is clear and the grass is tender and the cattle and sheep are happy

Beautiful scenery but few people visit

Desperate situations will make you drunk

Thousands of miles of clear sky and vastness

Singing love songs in front of the yurt

Light songs spread into the home

Happy friends laugh

Crisp grass and green winding bay

Herds of cattle and sheep dye the mountains and rivers

White clouds float in the blue waves

The herdsmen are endlessly happy

The nomads return in the dusk

Cattle and sheep gather in piles of fat

White clouds serve as tents to hang the mountains and rivers

The love of the earth shows its virtue

The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the forests are quiet and new

The white clouds are fluttering and the soul is about to die

How can the grassland have this? Wonderland

When can I swim without thinking about patrolling?

The clear river makes light waves

The stream trickles and sings soft songs

Breeding cattle Sheep become clouds

Happy harvest celebrations

Red maples in the grassland are proud of the mountains and rivers

Clouds and smoke rise from the mountains and rivers

Horses are happy to play on the mountainside By the side

Joyful and festive year after year

Hope to adopt it~

4. Poems describing the grassland

(1) Grassland, grassland

Grassland, grassland

The cradle of my life

The clear and sweet flowing water is the milk that nourishes me

The faint fragrance of the fragrant grass nourishes my life

The holy and solid horseback is the climb for my growth

My grandma’s expectant smile is the source of my strength

Whenever I think of the grassland, the grassland

It reminds me of the cradle of life

Grassland, grassland

My lovely home

The vast grassland has given me a broad chest

The beautiful mountains and rivers gave me a strong back

The wind, snow and cold gave me a strong character

My grandmother’s hardships gave me eternal strength

Whenever I think of grassland, grassland

I think of that lovely home

Grassland, grassland

Wine, tea and family affection are endless

I miss you, grassland

The grassland where I fell in love

Missing you is a sweet memory

Missing you is a bitter attachment

When I think of you, I miss Youyou

The sky is blue and the earth is green, and our hearts are connected

I miss you, grassland

The grassland in my heart

Missing you is a sweet memory

Missing you is a bitter attachment

Thinking of you makes me deeply in love

Accompanying my mother and accompanying the blue sky Forever

Forever grassland

Grassland, grassland

My prairie

My green rippling grassland

Grassland with flowers like the sea

The place where I was born and raised

You are the cradle of my life

Grassland, grassland

My prairie

My sun-lit prairie

Rain-moistened prairie

The place where I was born and raised

You are me The source of strength

Grassland, grassland

My prairie

My grassland with spring breeze blowing

Grassland with rippling autumn waves

The place where I was born and raised

You are my eternal warmth

Grassland, grassland

My prairie

The grassland where I sing and love deeply

The grassland where horses gallop

The place where I was born and raised

You are forever in my heart

5. Ancient poems describing the grassland

Three grassland poems (1) The yellow carpet quietly changes to the green flat, and the ancient plains are speechless to express the sound of autumn.

The boundless greenery is supported by sheep herding, and a horse flies singing to drunken the night.

(3) The setting sun cannot be seen, and the hills and trees are all dyed yellow.

6. Ancient poems describing the prairie

Three prairie poems (1) The yellow blanket quietly changes to the green flat, and the ancient plains are speechless to express the sound of autumn.

The boundless greenery is supported by sheep herding, and a horse flies singing to drunken the night. (3) The setting sun cannot be seen, and the hills and trees are all dyed yellow.

A bunch of grassland poems [Author: Chen Guanglin, article entry: Li Qiuhong] (1) Grassland, grassland, grassland, grassland, the cradle of my life, the clear and sweet flowing water is the milk that nourishes me, the faint fragrance of the grass nourishes my life The holy and solid horseback in my heart is the climber I grew up in. My grandma’s expectant smiling face is the source of my strength. Whenever I think of the grassland, the grassland, I think of the cradle of life. The grassland, the grassland. My lovely home, the vast grassland, has given me a broad chest. The beautiful mountains and rivers gave me a strong backbone. The wind and snow and the severe cold gave me a strong character. My grandmother’s hardships gave me eternal strength. Whenever I think of the grassland, I think of the lovely homeland. The grassland, the wine, the fragrant tea, the rich family affection, and endless thoughts. You, the grassland, the grassland I am in love with, I miss you as a sweet memory, I miss you as a bitter attachment, I miss you when I think of you, the sky is blue and the earth is green, my heart is connected, I miss you, the grassland, the grassland in my heart, I miss you as a sweet memory, I miss you. Bitter attachment, thinking of you, I feel deep and affectionate. Accompanying my mother, accompanying the blue sky, forever and ever. Prairie, grassland, my prairie, my rippling green grassland, flowers like the sea, the place where I was born and raised. You are my life. The cradle of the grassland, the grassland, my grassland, my sun-lit grassland, the rain and dew-moistened grassland, the place where I was born and raised. You are the source of my strength. Grassland, ah grassland, my grassland. My place, you are my eternal warmth. Grassland, grassland, my prairie, my beautiful and affectionate grassland, the grassland where horses gallop, the place where I was born and raised. You are the forever in my heart (2) Nostalgia, give me a piece of white cloud. Go to the Saibei Plateau, bring family affection and nostalgia, and give me a ray of spring breeze. Blow to the Saibei Plateau, bring the spring rain, and bring the new green. Give me a channel of river water. Flow to the Saibei Plateau, bring singing and life. Give me a bright moon. Hang up to the Saibei Plateau. The plateau is more beautiful at night, my hometown is more beautiful, and the moon is brighter (3) The pasture of my hometown. The vast pasture of my hometown is the deep and holy blue sky in my heart. I grew up eating my mother's milk, drinking fragrant milk tea and listening to the sweet songs that accompany me. The affectionate and holy pasture of horses and lambs of the same year has given me so many beautiful childhood memories. In my dreams, I often return to the affectionate pasture where I was born and raised. The vast pasture in my hometown is the affectionate and holy blue sky in my heart. My father’s love supports me. My mother on horseback gave me so much hope. The vast pasture gave me a broad mind and affection. The pasture gave me so much courage and strength. My hometown pasture is the cradle of my life and the source of wisdom. I will never forget the holy pasture where I was born and raised. (4) Plateau Love The breeze brings me refreshing green fields and sings with me. The horse carries me on the wind and soars straight up. The vast plateau is blue and the eagle is soaring. The blue waves are rolling and the love is surging. The green peaks are majestic. The rivers and mountains are majestic (5) Emin River. Emin River, the mother river of the grassland, you are quiet. Flow quietly, flow silently, day and night, month after month, flow continuously, wave after wave, Emin River, you are the river of love, your flowing milk is the life of the grassland, you are the river overflowing with love, Emin River. You are the river of love. You flow the true love of the world. Wherever it flows, you tell the true love. You are the most affectionate river in the world. Emin River. You are the sacred river. You give me strength when I am sad. You give me confidence when I am in danger. You are in the heart of a shepherd. The most sacred river, Emin River, you are the river of life. I grew up drinking your milk and working hard with your faith. You taught me how to be a human being and be pure forever. Like the Emin River, it flows quietly. Emin River, ah Emin River. I am so deeply attached to you. You are the river that will always flow in my heart. I am so respectful to you. My heart will always be quiet and clear. Emin River. Ah, Emin River. How many stories flow through your heart, joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows? It is a chapter of history. You are the river of life for the children of the prairie. The eyebrows are like smoke under the lightning of Ma Xiu on the prairie. The grassland is vast, the sleepy poet, you are like a harp that has fallen asleep in the mane of a wild horse. The grassland is vast and my heart is deep. I close a distant light with my eyes closed. At night in the grassland, I am a guest horse in the male Tibetan felt bag. Hugh's posture as she bent over the tea was like a river bending over the silence of sleep. In other cases, Martin Pine's Inland Night, the lake lifted its huge spoon into the mouth of the world and reached across the darkness at the end of the vast steppe - — Girl Dawa I will talk to you in complete silence all night long in the glow of your morning light.