The poem about creating Aershan is 1. This poem describing the beautiful scenery of Aershan Tianchi should have been written by an ancient poet.
The ancient poems describing Tianchi are as follows:
"Tianshan Snow Song Send Xiao Zhi into Beijing" Tang
There is snow in Tianshan Mountain, which often doesn't open, and there is snow in Qianfeng Mountain.
Last night, the north wind rolled over Chilajiao Road, and it snowed heavily in Tianshan Mountain at night.
Snow light moonlight silver, snow chasing the north wind flying over the iron.
There are no birds on the edge of Jiaohe city, and the wheels are slippery.
Dark haze and cold breath condensed in Wan Li, drying up the thousands of feet ice on the cliff.
The general's fur robe is warm, and the sword fighting the lake is frozen like breaking.
Tianshan Mountain is in the snow, bidding farewell to the capital of a country and returning to the capital.
Why did you say goodbye in the snow? Only green pine bark.
"Yong Tianchi" Yuan Qiu Chu Ji
The three peaks are inserted into the cloud cold side by side, and the four walls cross the flow disk;
There is no paradise in the snow-capped mountains, and the ice pool is hard to see.
Rock depth can avoid the harm of sword and soldiers, and water can nourish crops;
The famous town is the first in the north, and no one writes or draws.
Tianchi Qing Ji Xiaolan
The shadow of my nephew in the chaotic mountain is blue and heavy, reaching ten miles deep.
A heavy cow responded to the rain and the water continued to this day.
Bogda Mountain, Song Bolu in Qing Dynasty.
The moon rises in the sky, and the spirit of the earth is carried in the Shenchi.
The water is blue and the mountains are green.
Pine snow leaves a fairy stream, and lotus flowers enter the emperor bottle.
The three peaks will never be close together, they will be buried in the darkness.
The above is for reference.
2. Self-created grassland poems
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.
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.
3. Create a poem about herdsmen.
Yuanyuanqu
Qing dynasty: Wu
Dinghu abandoned the world that day and defeated the enemy to take Yumenguan to Beijing. Mourning the six armies, rushing to the crown and anger is beautiful. Beauty is not my love, but the thief died of famine. Electric anti-pornography towels will gather in Montenegro, and crying will meet relatives.
When we first met, we passed Tian Dou's house and danced with Hou Sang Men like flowers. Xu Jiang will prostitute in seven miles, waiting for the general oil wall car. Among the flowers in Suzhou, Luo Qi's fine print is round. Sleepwalking to Fu Tea Garden, Gong E hugged the king. I used to be a lotus picker, and there was a pond in front of the door. When the oars in the horizontal pond fly away, there is no strong home to carry them home. At this time, I am not unlucky. At this time, only tears touched the clothes. Xun Tian's spirit is even more haggard, and his eyes are white and his teeth are not cherished. Take back Yongxiang, close the family and teach a new voice to sit on the guest. A sad string tells who is flying red and sunset red? Hou is the youngest. He has reviewed flowers many times. Take the charming bird out of its cage early, and when can it stay in the Milky Way? I hate killing military books and urging them to die. If I continue to work hard, I will make mistakes. It was a brief encounter, but once an ant thief flooded Chang 'an. The poor woman's head is a willow, and she thinks it's powder on the horizon. Green beads on all sides, strong call crimson trees out of the carved aperture. What will you win if not all the strong ones win?
The moth's eyebrows immediately came in, and the clouds were not full of shock. The wax torch ushered in the battlefield, and the makeup was covered with red marks. Specially recruited Xiao Gu to ride thousands of times on Qinchuan and Jinniu Road. Xieguyun rises from the painting building, and turns on the cosmetic mirror after sunset. It is reported that Sapium sebiferum has a frost of 10 degree. The teacher who taught Qu Ji is still in pity, and the girl who plays Huansha remembers her peers. The lair * * * is a mud swallow, which flies on the branches and turns into a phoenix. Dragons mourn for their elders, and some husbands are good at being ministers. At that time, I was just tired of fame. A bead is full of sorrow, and the mountain is slim. Hating the wind and falling flowers, endless spring scenery comes to heaven and earth.
Taste the country and the city, and make Zhou Lang famous. The wife should be a big deal, but the hero is helpless and affectionate. The bones of the whole family turned to ashes, and a generation of red makeup shone with history. If you haven't seen it, the pavilion baby starts to stay in Yuanyang, and Yue Nv is not enough to spend. The incense trail dust makes a black crow, and the people in the gallery go to the moss and green. Wan Li moved to the palace in sorrow, and Gu Liangzhou danced beads and sang songs. Don't sing martial arts songs for you, Hanshui flows southeast day and night!
4. Write a poem about grassland.
Beautiful grassland and fresh grassland, Wan Liqing Bai Yunfei Ferry is still calm, blue sky and white clouds are the only place where Melo laughs and melts grassland, vast sheep are in the vast sea of clouds, shepherds and camels take colorful photos, the flute is far away, the grassland love songs are beautiful, the mountains and green grass are thick, the sky is light and the beach is crisp and lush, the vast spring is green, the mountains and rivers are clear, the grass is tender and smooth, the cattle and sheep are happy, the scenery is beautiful and inaccessible. Wan Li has a clear sky, Wan Li Bay has flocks of cattle and sheep dyed mountains and rivers, and white clouds float in the blue waves. Herdsmen are happy. Nomadic cattle and sheep gather in a pile of white clouds to settle accounts. Mountains and rivers hang down on the earth, showing love and virtue. Lin Jingxin's white clouds are flying. When will there be such a fairyland on the grassland? When can I travel without thinking about river patrol? When can I sing softly, gently? Cattle and sheep grow into clouds? * * Celebrate the Happy Grassland. Hongfeng is proud of mountains and rivers. Cloud and Ma Zaishan waist play happily.
5. Composition describing Aershan in spring, summer, autumn and winter
In spring, the spring breeze caresses your face, and the green willows are like silk. Flowers and trees are busy putting on new clothes for themselves. On the bare branches, the leaves have already turned a blind eye. At this time, new buds have emerged quietly, like chickens that have just drilled out of eggshells, revealing white, tender and furry green buds, which makes people feel pity. The withered and yellow grass, which has long been lifeless, can't wait to squeeze out from people's feet, and can't wait to see this busy world of flowers and plants. The placed bonsai is served by the flower seller to show his elegance in front of others. All kinds of flowers are open to people, so enchanting. A season of play, I like this season full of vigor and vitality.
Summer, hot summer, summer is terrible. The sun is like a fireball, scorching the earth, the air is sultry and the ground is hot. The trees on the roadside stood there listlessly, without a trace of wind, and the leaves were motionless and covered with thick ash. It will fade after a few minutes in the sun, and it is not glamorous. The fish soon surfaced and bubbled. In hot summer, this is a good time to swim. Men, women and children flock to the seaside, enjoying the feeling of waves, sea breeze and beach. Summer is hot, happy and colorful.
Autumn, fallen leaves, bleak autumn wind. The original green leaves have faded and stained with a layer of golden light. The leaves of autumn crops are completely stripped of an annoying layer of bright gold, and the whole process from seedling raising to fruiting has accumulated into a calm, textured and slightly dry yellow. People are trying to reap the fruits of their labor. The sunset in autumn is the most rewarding. The setting sun slowly sprinkled the gentle afterglow on this muddy yellow landscape, which made the leaves show a different color. Coupled with the seemingly absent cold fog, the whole earth is full of peace and harmony. It is not as charming as spring, nor as hot as summer. The arrival of autumn makes me feel very comfortable, because I like autumn. I like its air, its sunshine, the mood it brings and the hope of harvest. I miss it day and night. The arrival of autumn also drew a full stop for summer.
In winter, it is chilly, and winter is December. In winter, trees shed their heavy clothes and show their solid chests. Animals also enter hibernation. Only the white snow falling at this time is the most exciting and energetic, and the whole world is covered with a layer of silver because of the arrival of snow. The whole outside is white, and everything on the house, the trees and the paths we usually walk has become so colorful overnight. Winter is solemn and quiet, which makes people meditate rather than be frivolous.
Spring is the season of love, and everything is full of vitality; Summer is the season of love, and everything is full of passion; Autumn is the season of holding hands, and golden leaves are everywhere; Winter is the season of hugging each other, hugging each other against the cold wind.
6. Poems and authors on the Tianchi Stone in Aershan
1, "Crossing the Grand Canyon of Aershan", the poet "An Qi"
2, the full text of the poem:
The rain stopped flying from the sky.
Thoughtful rain stopped its wings and looked at us, looked at us.
Cross the Grand Canyon!
The stone is still a little slippery. it doesn't matter
It just drops again and again.
Isn't it just a fall, a climb, a fall and a climb?
Do you know what is down-to-earth just by staring at the soles of your feet?
Just grasp the long skirt and understand that beauty comes at a price.
Just take a trip and have a rest, and tell yourself not to miss it, no matter how hard it is.
The scenery on the road. Cross, cross the Aershan Grand Canyon
Leave your name on the stone, it has been waiting here for billions of years.
That stone, I wish I could meet it again one day!