Poetry about fertile soil 1. Poetry rooted in the fertile soil of faith
Praise from credit cooperatives
Beautiful credit union, my home.
Brothers and sisters all over the world
Shan Xin yi ke agriculture wotu Ba Gen Zha
Tree flowers with deep roots and luxuriant leaves
Agriculture, rural areas and farmers inherit the records of credit cooperatives
Wan Jia Han sa
I welcome Chaoyang Country Road.
The stars and the moon accompany me on my way home.
Agriculture, countryside, my family.
Credit cooperative agriculture one household at a time
Beautiful credit union, my home.
Unity and friendship. I love her.
Party flag is in my heart, and the great cause of credit is even more endless
Writing time of spring dew and autumn frost.
Deepen reform and sharpen the frost blade
Break through the thorns and go forward bravely
Look at the world with pride
Why are you afraid of difficulties when you are determined to forge ahead?
Agriculture, countryside, my family.
Credit cooperative agriculture one household at a time
Beautiful credit union, my home.
How can I not love her?
Theory of Three Represents, advanced education is self-motivated.
Pioneering and innovating to revitalize China
The cattle and sheep in the farmhouse are very strong.
The next day, rice and wheat made waves.
Help farmers paint a happy picture.
Economic development is spring breeze.
Agriculture, countryside, my family.
Credit cooperative agriculture one household at a time
2. What poems describe Populus euphratica?
The source of the following poems is unknown, and the excerpts are as follows: 1. Seven Laws Populus euphratica in the desert is golden and beautiful, which is a unique scenery.
The sky is barren, the roots will be extinct, and the old and lonely branches and leaves are full of veins. It is rare to see flying sand and wind crossing obstacles, but tourists from far away are welcome to visit Xinjiang.
Everything in the world is like stars, so leave ink to write this tree chapter first. 2. Seven unique Populus euphratica trees are lonely in the desert at night, whispering about Populus euphratica for thousands of years.
Decisive battle, crazy sand, drunkenness in the same month, like flowers and autumn leaves, makes people pity. 3. Seven Laws: The old stems and branches of Ejina ode Populus euphratica have experienced years, and the new buds and young leaves have experienced wind and frost.
Cheng Lin dares to lock the sand dance, and he can be proud of himself. The red sun patrols the empty clouds and spits fire, and the jade plate is cold.
3,000 immortal souls live forever, winning the poet's genealogy movement. 4. Seven methods of Populus euphratica and Qiangdi don't have to be sad, that's the desert wind in Xinjiang.
And wash your face with hot air with flying sand as a companion. Laugh at the passage of time and sing the life of Lingyun Gobi.
Tall and straight for a thousand years, when you die, you will turn into a dragon. 5. Seven Laws Populus euphratica in the desert, rooted in the vast sea and raised the clear sky, relying on vicissitudes.
The iron stem squats proudly, and the branches raise their arms to break the sky. Camel bells shake the spring and autumn months, and Qiang flute plays the ancient style.
Dare to ask how much infatuation, smile calmly for three thousand years. 6. The antique Hu Yangshu is like blood, and the yellow sand engulfs the ancient road.
When heaven and earth are thrown away, everything is depressed. Populus euphratica is tall and tenacious.
Laugh in the wind and enjoy the pain. 7. Seven Laws Populus euphratica leaves and dead branches in the desert laugh for a hundred years, and it is cold in spring and summer.
How to express vicissitudes in poetry, but it is difficult to express years in singing. Enjoy the dust to meet the snowstorm and smell the Gobi Desert alone.
The military posture does not fall into the heart, and then the golden body old wooden fairy is molded. 8. Qinyuanchun Huyang Qiangdi Ge You, ancient road patrol, bloody sunset.
Praise immortality, immortality, immortality, desert Populus euphratica. Hundreds of millions of spring hearts are covered with gold leaves, and the bitter rain and wind are fertile.
Sad and angry, accompanied by infatuation, madly fell in love with the bride. The vicissitudes of life are unique, sighing the rise and fall of the kings of the Western Regions for hundreds of generations.
Through the hot and cold summer, I am crazy, I am arrogant, and I am strong. Heaven and earth tolerate desolation and drunkenness, and the green fields and yellow sands are lonely and long.
The frost is heavy, the moon is faint, and the vast sea is home. 9. Populus euphratica stands the strongest in the wind and is proud of the snow.
The lonely smoke in the desert is accompanied by the sunset, and the long river washes the sword and says vicissitudes. 10. Populus euphratica in Huanxisha desert is unmoved by strong winds and stable as pine and cypress.
Lake sand Wan Li locks the black dragon. A sword flies in Yunfu, shaking the desert, and three snow shadows are magnificent.
Lead China was washed away. 1 1 .7 laws Populus euphratica is not afraid of frost and cold, but not worried, standing on the sandbar.
It takes a hundred years to sharpen your eyes, a thousand years to practice, and a soft life. The wind drags Qiongzhi to shake the moon dream, and the rain knocks on the red leaves to protect the pigeons.
Time flies without regrets, laughing at the vicissitudes of late autumn. 12. Seven wonders Zan Populus euphratica is not old for thousands of years, and the desert is conservative.
Proud Yukikaze is light and refreshing after the rain, and is famous for its deep roots. The sentence describing Populus euphratica: 1. Beautiful Populus euphratica forest, at the end of the vast desert, stands a dense Populus euphratica forest with dense branches and leaves, which has been eroded by yellow sand and can't tell whether it is green or yellow ... In the boundless wasteland, in the boundless wind, indomitable and fearless Populus euphratica stands in a difficult survival posture. Heroism and charm.
2. Approaching Populus euphratica forest, you will find that Populus euphratica forest is like a natural art palace, which is intertwined, changeable, beautiful and unique. Populus euphratica, some vigorous, some beautiful, some towering like a century-old stupa, some charming like a young girl.
In autumn, the leaves of Populus euphratica will become golden, bright, dazzling, wonderful and beautiful. Populus euphratica is the toughest tree.
Its roots can be as deep as 20 meters, and it can stand at 40 degrees Celsius above zero and 40 degrees Celsius below zero. Not afraid of saline-alkali invasion of bone marrow, not afraid of overwhelming yellow sand.
Populus euphratica is the most selfless tree, it is the barrier in front of the desert, behind it are cities, villages, green mountains and green waters, but people who don't know them don't care. They gave all their flashy reputations to peony, picked flowers and gave all the fleeting exotic flowers and herbs to peony. Populus euphratica is the most tragic tree. Populus euphratica lives without death, dies without falling, and will not rust after falling for thousands of years, and its spirit will always be pure! 4. In the beautiful Populus euphratica forest, in the barren desert, the wind and sand are raging, the scorching sun is like fire, and the cold wind is like cutting, but Populus euphratica can straighten its back, spread its branches, soar in the sky, and wonderfully interpret the value and strength of life without being sad for the environment or disappointed for the ecology ... 5. Not far away, there are several green plants, one meter high and scattered.
In the desert where yellow sand is everywhere, although green is a little immature, you will never despise it. You will think of lush, lush and tenacious, which is a symbol of life and a place of hope. 6. In the golden autumn of October, the whole Populus euphratica forest seems to be stained with gold as strong as oil painting. The golden Populus euphratica is so touching! Every leaf is plated with gold, like a golden satin, which is dazzling under the sunlight, and people have to admire it! Really, no matter how good a painter is, it is difficult to draw such a shape, such a thick color. Many photographers keep taking pictures with "long guns and short guns" on their backs, because the desert, Populus euphratica and camel team here are photographers' paradise.
I think I can't help but leave some thoughts for myself in this charming place, so I quickly pressed the shutter. At that time, I thought, how many literati's pen and ink and photographer's shutter did Hu Yang earn? .
3. What poems describe "harvest"?
1. "Send to Liuba Mountain"
Tang Dynasty: Huangfu Ran
If Gao Dong is near and far away, the bitter rain will come back. The wind and frost are late in leap years, and the harvest in the mountains is late.
After Yan went, Qiao Lu waited on him. Ping Zi has traveled for a long time, and I know you are sitting and laughing.
2. Three Poems of the Family
Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan
A cup of food satisfies the needs of others and drives the cattle eastward.
The alley in Jiming Village is white, and it returns to dusk at night.
Chengcheng, fly a kite.
Try your best to stick to the poor years.
Do your best to help the corvee, talk and sleep.
Children and grandchildren will grow up and return to the world.
The fence is separated by fireworks, and the farmers are talking about their neighbors.
Autumn insects sing in court, and horses are silent.
Silk is taxed and the loom leans against the wall.
The night in Richmond passed, and chickens and millet had a feast.
Words are long and harsh, and words are more responsible.
After the lease in Dongxiang, the automobile hub fell into the mire.
It is beyond the reach of the public to forgive less.
It's a pity to operate carefully.
Welcome the new year at this age, lest you follow in your footsteps.
The ancient road is full of thistles and haunts the songs of the ancient city.
Polygonum cuspidatum Bank, Shui Han is greener.
It's time to harvest. The sunset is full of firewood and pasture.
The wind is high and the willows are sparse, and the frost is heavy and the pears and dates are ripe.
Pedestrians are fascinated, and wild birds compete to stay.
Tian Weng smiled at each other and was dark and cautious about the original land.
Fortunately, this year is not abundant, and I have no appetite for porridge and porridge.
3. Cloud
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The dragon is like a winding pond, and the river is deep and white. The gorge often rises all year round, and the forest will pass every night.
Harvest the word frost Zhu, obviously in the evening cen. Gaozhai is not a place, exquisite and annoying.
4. The Harvest of Kant's Family (the first of three choices)
Qing Dynasty: Gui Zhuang
Xiang Tao is ripe in autumn, with a floor of 1,000 mu.
For five years, I am a grain exporter, and there is no land in the sky.
What are the sentences about harvest?
1. Life is a fertile soil. As you sow, you reap: sow a state of mind and reap an idea; Sow an idea and reap an action; Sow an action and reap a habit; Sow a habit and reap a destiny.
2, ordinary is a wasteland, pregnant with the rise, as long as you Hegang development; Ordinary is the soil, pregnant with harvest, as long as you are willing to cultivate; Ordinary is a trickle, pregnant with profundity, as long as you are willing to accumulate. Ordinary is a nap after a thrilling fight and a meditation after a brilliant pursuit. It is the depth after saying goodbye to ignorant arrogance. It is not the extinction of the fire of life, nor the indifference beyond the object. Ordinary is a beauty.
3. When you are young, gain youth and vitality; After adulthood, harvest maturity and charm; Gain experience and wisdom in old age; Harvest peace and tranquility in old age. When you succeed, you reap joy and happiness; When you fail, you reap sadness and tears. In the course of life, everything will pay off.
4. God is fair. If you give, you will get something. What we may harvest is not what we originally imagined, and the harvest time may not be what we originally hoped, but there will be gains. We pay the sweat and get the reward; Pay time and gain knowledge; Give your heart and get love; Pay the price and gain experience; Work hard, grow ... Time is like a fishing net, where we spread it, we will get something.
As long as you act, you will get something.
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4. Poems about happiness
I asked what I meant by living in the blue mountains, but I laughed without answering my heart. Peach blossoms and flowing water suddenly go away, and the world is not human. -Li Bai's "Dawn" The person who travels through the night finally walks towards dawn, knocking at your door with frost and thorns in his hand. A happy voice woke up the earliest rose in your garden.
The night before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the thin moon became more and more round. At night in a foreign land, I don't want to drink a glass of wine, forming a thick frost to cover my eyes. My thoughts are farther than those of Song Ci. I gently read the nursery rhymes in the country but dare not say to the moon-"thousands of miles away."
"Autumn" some feathers, some dead leaves, like a group of unforgettable memories, fall into your arms. Yellow spells and moonlight are led by fluttering leaves, shaking my lonely lamp in the autumn night, and happiness is often like white snow waiting not far away.
The ears of wheat kept nodding to thank me. Standing in the autumn field, I listened to a group of crickets singing hymns. This poem comes from gold. Happiness is born in the depths of fertile soil. My waist is bent into a bow, and an arrow is shot at the golden future.
I hope there is something you like. In fact, the true meaning of happiness is different in everyone's heart. As long as it is what you want to express, it is the best.
5. Poems about happiness
dawn
A man who travels through the night
Finally at dawn
With frost and thorns in his hand.
Knock at the door. You're still awake.
Happy voice
wake up with a start
The earliest rose in your garden
The night before Mid-Autumn Festival
The thin moon is getting round.
The roundest night
I am in a foreign land.
Don't pick up a glass of wine
Drink it and form a thick frost.
Cover my eyes and look up
Missed arrival
Go further than song ci
I read the nursery rhymes in the country gently.
But afraid to say to the moon.
-"Thousands of Li * * * ChanJuan"
autumn
Some feathers and some dead leaves
Into your arms together.
Like a group of unforgettable memories.
Fall into the years
Yellow spells and moonlight
Floating leaves
win over
On a thick autumn night
Shake my lonely lamp
And happiness is often like a snow.
Not far away
Already waiting.
ear of millet
Gu Sui kept nodding his head to express his thanks.
Standing in the autumn field
Listen to a group of crickets
Sing a hymn
Poetry comes from gold.
Happiness is born in the depths of fertile soil.
Bend my waist into an arch.
Take a happy poem
An arrow shoots at the golden future.
I hope there is something you like. In fact, the true meaning of happiness is different in everyone's heart. As long as it is what you want to express, it is the best.
6. deciduous poetry
1, the drooping leaves of a foreign tree, the cold light of a lantern, lonely at night. —— Excerpted from "Autumn Chrysanthemum on the Dam" by Ma Dai in the Tang Dynasty.
Facing the fallen leaves of trees in other places, I was alone in the cold night.
2. Fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw in the west is startled. -From "357 Sentences/Autumn Wind Poems" by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty
The leaves in the wind gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw in the west has lived, but it is awakened by the bright moon.
3. But only the fallen leaves were at home, and I walked through the chilling clouds. -from the Tang Dynasty Li Shangyin's "northern green radish"
The leaves fell all over the floor. Where is the monk? It is cold and cloudy all over the mountain. How long does it take to walk by mountain road?
Step 4: Falling leaves
Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian
The green direction is uneven, and the first red color overlaps.
The atrium has just begun to be swept, and three or two leaves surround the tree.
The fallen leaves are arranged irregularly, and the reddish leaves are layered. The yard has just started cleaning, and scattered leaves surround the trees.
5. fallen leaves
Tang Dynasty: Kong Shaoan
Leaves fall in early autumn, such as guests.
If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest.
Autumn comes early and leaves fall, which is frightening; The feeling of dying is like the experience of this distant guest. Leaves flying around, as if unwilling to fall to the ground; Still saying I can't bear to leave this forest.