1. Poems describing the Mongolian grasslands
1. The grass is green and the willows are thick, and the jade pot is full of wine.
2. When the west wind comes, the sinews and angles are strong, and the dew, herding horses, water and grass are cold. Unfortunately, all the nine meanders of the Yellow River have been exhausted, and the yurt hall is in prison without a shadow.
3. The green grass curls up in the river, and the sound of water flowing around the house feels like home. It's a pity that the beauties don't join hands, and there are a few flowers growing on the east wall.
4. Let’s see each other off in the mountains, and the sunset will cover the firewood. The spring grass is green every year, and the kings and grandsons never return.
5. March is blue and green, the twelfth month is yellow, and the boundless grass is bathed in autumn light. In the pastoral songs, the eagle cries, and the wind blows and the lush greenery appears, including cattle and sheep.
6. The sun is setting among the mangroves and green mountains, and the grass in the long suburbs is endlessly green. Visitors, regardless of whether they are old or young, step on fallen flowers when they come and go in front of the pavilion.
7. A boundless green horse flies, and a young man sings a pastoral song with his whip. The girl danced her skirt happily, and the bonfire sparks lit up the evening sun.
8. The grass is green and the willows are thick, and the jade pot is full of wine. The loud music and songs go with the wind, and I know how high the mountain is.
9. The blue sky is getting higher and higher day by day, and the jade dragon is winding and enchanting. The boundless greenery is surrounded by sheep grazing, and a horse flies and sings in the dark night.
10. 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 singing Aobao to wait for the moon to shine.
11. The setting sun cannot be seen, and the shadows of mountains and trees are all dyed yellow. Don't forget that the old cow has returned and is full, and the herdsman is burning incense under the stove.
12. Xixiu is burning red with hundreds of feet of clouds, and the crows are flying home in a hurry. The plains are gradually becoming misty, and the grassy fields are hurriedly gauzy.
13. If you say something that really arouses public suspicion, wearing black will only attract slander. He predicts good fortune and misfortune and repays diligently, but he is wronged by wisdom and foolishness. Singing with meat in your mouth will make you laugh, 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.
14. Why is the feather color so deep? 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 are noisy in the trees, but there is no last song, and the crows are crows and the moon is falling. It is difficult to determine whether the vulgarity is pure and elegant, but the great wisdom is as foolish as the great sage.
15. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.
16. Chilechuan, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain. The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields. The sky is blue, the fields are vast, and the wind blows and you can see cattle and sheep.
17. There are wild grasses and flowers beside Zhuque Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Lane. In the old days, the swallows in front of Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people.
18. The grass in Lili Plain dries up and grows every year. The wild fire cannot burn it out, but it grows again when the spring breeze blows.
19. When the year comes, there will be less frost and spring will come. Then I felt that the business in front of me was full, and the east wind blew the water green.
20. The grass grows in Liliyuan, and the grass dries up every year. Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again. 2. Poems about praising the prairie
1. "Farewell" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty We say goodbye to each other in the mountains, the sunset covers the firewood.
The spring grass is green every year, and the kings and grandsons will never return. 2. "Woyi Alley" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty. There are wild flowers and wild flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Alley.
In the old days, the king Xietang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people. 3. "Farewell to the Ancient Grassland" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. When the grass grows on the grassland, it will wither and flourish every year.
Wildfires never burn out, but the spring breeze blows them again. The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city.
I sent the king and grandson off again, and they were full of love. 4. "Chile Song" The unknown north and south are the Chile River, at the foot of the Yin Mountain.
The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields. The sky is clear, the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind, and cattle and sheep can be seen low.
5. "Early Spring Rain" Tang Hanyu The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.
6. "The Beginning of Spring" by Zhang Shi of the Song Dynasty: There will be less frost at the end of the year, and the grass and trees will know when spring comes. Then I felt that the business in front of me was full, and the east wind blew the water green.
7. "West Stream of Chuzhou" by Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty. There is only pity for the grass growing beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. The spring tide brings rain in a hurry, and there is no boat crossing the wild crossing.
8. "Beishan" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty. Beishan loses green and rises across the pond, and the straight cut returns to the pond. I count the fallen flowers carefully because I have been sitting for a long time, and I am slow to find the fragrant grass and return home late.
9. "Out of the Fortress" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty. Outside the city of Juyan, he was hunting prodigies, and the white grass was burning all over the sky. When the dusk clouds are empty and the moraine is clear, you can drive your horses. In autumn, it is easy to hide the eagles on the plains.
Protecting the Qiang colonel and riding the obstacles, he defeated the general who crossed the Liao Dynasty at night. A jade target, a horn, a bow and a bead are used to rein in the horse, and the Han family will give him snow and prostitute Yao.
10. "Spring Outing at Fengle Pavilion" by Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty. The sun is setting on the mangroves and green mountains, and the grass in the long suburbs is endless green. Visitors, regardless of whether they are old or young, step on fallen flowers when they come and go in front of the pavilion.
11. "Send to Liu Jia" by Cao Ye of the Tang Dynasty The grass in the river is green and the sound of water flowing around the house is like being at home. It's a pity that the beauties don't join hands, and there are a few flowers growing on the east wall.
12. "Traveling Upward from the Fortress" by Bao Rong of the Tang Dynasty. When the west wind comes, the sinews and corners are strong, and the dew of herding horses and water and grass are cold. Unfortunately, all the nine meanders of the Yellow River have been exhausted, and the yurt hall is in prison without a shadow. 3. A collection of 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.
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, and the jade dragon is winding and enchanting.
Sheep are grazing in the boundless greenery, and a horse is flying and singing in the dark night.
(3)
The setting sun cannot be seen, and the hills and trees are all dyed yellow.
There is no way that the old cow has returned to be full, and the herdsman is burning incense under the stove.
Qilv·Crow·Hesaibeicao
Why is the plumage so dark? True words and false accusations turn out to be false accusations!
As long as we depend on each other, blessings and misfortunes will follow you, and there will be no misfortunes 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 one is simple and elegant, but a great wise man is as wise as a fool.
Attached is a poem from the North Grassland:
His true words arouse public suspicion, and his wearing black color attracts even more slander.
Foreknowledge of blessings and misfortunes and diligent retribution, only to be turned upside down 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.
1. "Farewell" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Let's see each other off in the mountains, the sunset covers the firewood. The spring grass is green every year, and the kings and grandsons never return.
2. "Woyi Alley" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
There are wild flowers and wild flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Alley.
In the old days, the king Xietang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people.
3. "Farewell to the Ancient Grass in Fu De" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
When the grass grows in the original field, it will wither and flourish every year. Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again.
The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city. I also sent the king and grandson away, full of love.
4. "Chile Song" Unknown in the North and South
Chile River, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain. The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields.
The sky is green, the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind, and cattle and sheep can be seen low.
5. "Early Spring Rain" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty
The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close.
The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.
6. "The Beginning of Spring" by Zhang Shi of the Song Dynasty
There is less frost at the end of the year, and spring has arrived in the world.
Then I felt that there was a lot of business in front of me, and the east wind blew the water and green.
7. "West Stream of Chuzhou" by Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty
The lonely grass grows beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees.
The spring tide brings rain that comes late, and there is no boat crossing the wild river.
8. "Beishan" by Song Wang Anshi
When Beishan loses green and rises across the pond, the straight cut returns to the pond.
Counting the fallen flowers in detail due to sitting for a long time, it is slow to find the fragrant grass and return home late.
9. "Out of the Fortress" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Outside the city of Juyan, people are hunting for geniuses, and the white grass is burning all over the sky.
Driving horses when the dusk clouds clear the moraine, it is easy to hide from eagles on the plains in autumn.
Protecting the Qiang colonel and riding the obstacles, he defeated the general who crossed the Liao Dynasty at night.
With a jade target, a horn, a bow and a bead to rein in the horse, the Han family will give him snow to prostitute Yao.
10. "Spring Outing at Fengle Pavilion" by Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty
The sun is setting on the mangroves and green mountains, and the grass in the long suburbs is endless green.
Visitors, no matter whether they are young or old, come and go in front of the pavilion and step on the fallen flowers.
11. "Send to Liu Jia" by Cao Ye of Tang Dynasty
The grass in the river is green and the sound of water flowing around the house is like being at home.
I hope that the beauties will not join hands, and there will be a few flowers on the east wall.
12. "Traveling Upward from the Fortress" by Tang Baorong
When the west wind comes, the sinews and angles are strong, and the dew of herding horses and water and grass are cold.
It is a pity that the nine meanders of the Yellow River have ended, and the yurt hall has been imprisoned without a shadow.
13. "Spring in the Borderlands" by Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty
The grass is green and the willows are thick, and the jade pot is filled with wine to fill the golden bell.
The loud music and songs go with the wind, knowing how high the mountain is.
4. Poems describing the prairie
Describing the prairie:
Modern Poetry
Prairie Essays/Wang Weike
You rise and fall into a posture< /p>
Green skin with delicate expression
Welcomes the call of life and Tengger
God’s favor and acceptance
This broad and broad Boundless geography
Let free blood blend into the body
Clean body and mind, unrestrained soul
I am in a city of depressive emptiness
Feeling and yearning for your self-esteem
You are the most beautiful scenery in my heart
How I hope that one day
your limbs can spread in all directions
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Spread hard
Let the hope of life be able to swallow those
The bad effects caused by sandstorms
The vast territory and strong horses
The beauty of clear spring water and wild flowers
The swaying reeds and the flying swans
The fat flocks of simple herdsmen
The rich mare's milk is delicious Meat
The primitive state continues here
The pure heart thrives here
You are God’s reward for kindness
Sinful Human beings are poisoning you with ignorance
You are paradise in the eyes of confused people
The cruel reality is ruthlessly destroying you
Your source has become turbid and dirty< /p>
Your face has become haggard and yellow
Who buried your beauty in ignorance
You are confused in my eyes now
Sad eyes can only watch
Imaginations of the past
The numb human beings have lost their conscience
Human beings with insatiable desires
You really hope that one day
you will be quietly buried by the rolling yellow sand
Your experience makes me sad
Chile Song
Folk Songs of the Northern Dynasties
Chile River,
Under the Yin Mountain,
The sky is like a dome,
covering the surrounding fields.
The sky is clear,
The fields are vast,
The wind blows the grass, and you can see cattle and sheep.
This ancient folk song sings about the magnificent and fertile scenery of the northern grasslands and expresses the Chile people's passion for their hometown and life.
"Chilechuan, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain" tells the geographical location of Chilechuan. Yinshan is a large mountain that stretches outside the Great Wall. The grassland is set against the backdrop of Yinshan, giving people a majestic and majestic impression. "The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields." Looking around, the sky is like a huge dome tent that covers the entire prairie. "The sky is blue and the fields are vast." The sky is green and blue, and the grassland is boundless and vast.
The first six sentences of the poem describe the plains, the mountains, the sky, and the four fields, covering the upper and lower directions, and the artistic conception is extremely broad and magnificent. However, the poet's descriptions are all from a macro perspective, making an overall static outline without any specific description, which makes people feel a bit empty and dull. But when I read the last sentence - "The wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are seen", my state of mind suddenly changed. The grassland is the homeland of herdsmen and the world of cattle and sheep. However, because the pasture is too lush, the cattle and sheep are all hidden in the green ocean. Only when a gust of breeze blows, the waves of grass undulate, and where the pastures lie low, do cattle and sheep emerge. The yellow cattle and white sheep appeared in groups in the east and in the west, appearing and disappearing everywhere. As a result, it changed from static to dynamic, from a single color to colorful. The entire grassland was full of vitality, and even the dome-like sky was filled with color. Therefore, people call this last sentence a touch of light, and they especially appreciate the word "wind", the active part of the three verbs "blow", "low" and "see".
The Chile people use the dome-shaped tent to describe the sky on the grassland, praising the scenery of "wind-blown grass and low cattle and sheep". This aesthetic taste is closely related to their way of life. connect. Qionglu is the mobile home of nomadic dissidents. Cattle, sheep and pasture are their sources of food and clothing. They have very deep feelings for these things related to their lives and destiny. So we say that when they sing about the grassland and the cattle and sheep, they are praising their hometown and life. We also believe that this folk song has a strong national and local color, and this is the reason why.
I advise you to drink a glass of wine. There is no old friend when you leave Yangguan in the west.
The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.
"Autumn Thoughts" by Ma Zhiyuan
Dull crows in old trees with dead vines/People with small bridges and flowing water/Slender horses in the west wind on the ancient road/Sunset in the west/Heartbroken people on the cliff 5. Poems about the grassland (Ancient)
1. "Farewell" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Let's see each other off in the mountains, the sunset covers the firewood. The spring grass is green every year, and the kings and grandsons never return.
2. "Woyi Alley" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
There are wild grasses and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Alley.
In the old days, the king Xietang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people.
3. "Farewell to the Ancient Grass in Fu De" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
When the grass grows in the original field, it will wither and flourish every year. Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again.
The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city. I also sent the king and grandson away, full of love.
4. "Chile Song" Unknown in the North and South
Chile River, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain. The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields.
The sky is green, the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind, and cattle and sheep can be seen low.
5. "Early Spring Rain" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty
The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close.
The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.
6. "The Beginning of Spring" by Zhang Shi of the Song Dynasty
There is less frost at the end of the year, and the grass and trees in the world know when spring has arrived.
Then I felt that there was a lot of business in front of me, and the east wind blew the water and green.
7. "West Stream of Chuzhou" by Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty
There is a lonely grass growing beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees.
The spring tide brings rain that comes late, and there is no boat crossing the wild river.
8. "Beishan" by Song Wang Anshi
When Beishan loses green and rises across the pond, the straight cut returns to the pond.
Counting the fallen flowers in detail due to sitting for a long time, it is slow to find the fragrant grass and return home late.
9. "Out of the Fortress" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Outside the city of Juyan, there is a hunt for geniuses, and the white grass is burning all over the sky.
Driving horses when the dusk clouds clear the moraine, it is easy to hide from eagles on the plains in autumn.
Protecting the Qiang colonel and riding the obstacles, he defeated the general who crossed the Liao Dynasty at night.
With a jade target, a horn, a bow and a bead to rein in the horse, the Han family will give him snow to prostitute Yao.
10. "Spring Outing at Fengle Pavilion" by Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty
The sun is setting on the mangroves and green mountains, and the grass in the long suburbs is endless green.
Visitors, no matter whether they are young or old, come and go in front of the pavilion and step on the fallen flowers.
11. "Send to Liu Jia" by Cao Ye of Tang Dynasty
The grass in the river is green and the sound of water flowing around the house is like being at home.
I hope that the beauties will not join hands, and there will be a few flowers on the east wall.
12. "Traveling Upward from the Fortress" by Tang Baorong
When the west wind comes, the sinews and angles are strong, and the dew of herding horses and water and grass are cold.
It is a pity that the nine meanders of the Yellow River have ended, and the yurt hall has been imprisoned without a shadow.
13. "Spring in the Borderlands" by Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty
The grass is green and the willows are thick, and the jade pot is filled with wine to fill the golden bell.
The loud music and songs go with the wind, knowing how high the mountain is.
14. "Qing" Du Yuhuang of the Qing Dynasty
The remaining rain collects on the promontory, and the setting sun scatters in front of the building. Walking chants of grass stalks caressing the shield and shield, oh, the fallen child lacks wide marshes, lying drunk on the sand
The horseman is like a play, calling the eagle is so crazy. Baitousu belongs to the country and only looks after cattle and sheep.
6. Poems describing grassland
(1) Grassland, grassland
Grassland, grassland
The cradle of my life
Clear and sweet The running water is the milk that nourishes me
The faint fragrance of the fragrant grass nourishes the heart of my life
The holy and solid horseback is the climb for my growth
Grandma’s expectations The smiling face is the source of my strength
Whenever I think of grassland, grassland
I think of the cradle of life
Grassland, grassland
My lovely home
The vast grassland gave me a broad chest
The beautiful mountains and rivers gave me a strong backbone
The wind, snow and cold gave me a strong Character
Grandma’s hardships gave me eternal strength
Whenever I think of grassland, grassland
I think of that lovely home
< p> Prairie, ah grasslandFragrant wine and strong family affection
I miss you, grassland
The grassland where I am in love
I miss you It’s 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
Miss you, grassland
Grassland in my heart
Missing you is a sweet memory
Missing you is a bitter attachment
I feel deeply in love when I think of you
Accompanying my mother and the blue sky forever
Eternal grassland
Grassland, grassland
I My grassland with rippling green waves
Grassland with sea of ??flowers
The place where I was born and raised
You are The cradle of my life
Grassland, grassland
My prairie
My sun-shined grassland
Rain-moistened grassland
p>The place where I was born and raised
You are the source of my strength
Grassland, grassland
My prairie
< p> The grassland where the spring breeze blows on my faceThe grassland where the autumn waves rippling
The place where I was born and raised
You are my eternal warmth
< p> Grassland, ah grasslandMy prairie
My beautiful and affectionate grassland
The grassland where horses gallop
Give birth to me The place where I was raised
You are forever in my heart 7. Poems about the grassland
Three grassland poems
(1)
The yellow carpet quietly changes to the green flat, and Gu Yuan is 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, and the jade dragon is winding and enchanting.
Sheep are grazing in the boundless greenery, and a horse is flying and singing in the dark night.
(3)
The setting sun cannot be seen, and the hills and trees are all dyed yellow.
There is no way that the old cow has returned to be full, and the herdsman is burning incense under the stove.
Qilv·Crow·Hesaibeicao
Why is the plumage so dark? True words and false accusations turn out to be false accusations!
As long as we depend on each other, blessings and misfortunes will follow you, and there will be no misfortunes 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 one is simple and elegant, but a great wise man is as wise as a fool.
Attached is a poem from the North Grassland:
His true words arouse public suspicion, and his wearing black color attracts even more slander.
Foreknowledge of blessings and misfortunes and diligent retribution, only to be turned upside down 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.
1. "Farewell" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Let's see each other off in the mountains, the sunset covers the firewood. The spring grass is green every year, and the kings and grandsons never return.
2. "Woyi Alley" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
There are wild flowers and wild flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Alley.
In the old days, the king Xietang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people.
3. "Farewell to the Ancient Grass in Fu De" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
When the grass grows in the original field, it will wither and flourish every year. Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again.
The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city. I also sent the king and grandson away, full of love.
4. "Chile Song" Unknown in the North and South
Chile River, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain. The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields.
The sky is green, the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind, and cattle and sheep can be seen low.
5. "Early Spring Rain" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty
The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close.
The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.
6. "The Beginning of Spring" by Zhang Shi of the Song Dynasty
There is less frost at the end of the year, and spring has arrived in the world.
Then I felt that there was a lot of business in front of me, and the east wind blew the water and green.
7. "West Stream of Chuzhou" by Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty
The lonely grass grows beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees.
The spring tide brings rain that comes late, and there is no boat crossing the wild river.
8. "Beishan" by Song Wang Anshi
When Beishan loses green and rises across the pond, the straight cut returns to the pond.
Counting the fallen flowers in detail due to sitting for a long time, it is slow to find the fragrant grass and return home late.
9. "Out of the Fortress" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Outside the city of Juyan, people are hunting for geniuses, and the white grass is burning all over the sky.
Driving horses when the dusk clouds clear the moraine, it is easy to hide from eagles on the plains in autumn.
Protecting the Qiang colonel and riding the obstacles, he defeated the general who crossed the Liao Dynasty at night.
With a jade target, a horn, a bow and a bead to rein in the horse, the Han family will give him snow to prostitute Yao.
10. "Spring Outing at Fengle Pavilion" by Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty
The sun is setting on the mangroves and green mountains, and the grass in the long suburbs is endless green.
Visitors, no matter whether they are young or old, come and go in front of the pavilion and step on the fallen flowers.
11. "Send to Liu Jia" by Cao Ye of Tang Dynasty
The grass in the river is green and the sound of water flowing around the house is like being at home.
I hope that the beauties will not join hands, and there will be a few flowers on the east wall.
12. "Traveling Upward from the Fortress" by Tang Baorong
When the west wind comes, the sinews and angles are strong, and the dew of herding horses and water and grass are cold.
It is a pity that the nine meanders of the Yellow River have ended, and the yurt hall has been imprisoned without a shadow.
13. "Spring in the Borderlands" by Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty
The grass is green and the willows are thick, and the jade pot is filled with wine to fill the golden bell.
The loud music and songs go with the wind, knowing how high the mountain is. 8. What are the poems describing the grasslands of Inner Mongolia?
Chile Song
Northern Dynasties Folk Songs
Chile River,
Under the Yin Mountain ,
The sky is like a dome,
covering the four fields.
The sky is clear,
The fields are vast,
The wind blows the grass, and you can see cattle and sheep.
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, and the jade dragon is winding and enchanting.
Sheep are grazing in the boundless greenery, and a horse is flying and singing in the dark night.
(3)
The setting sun cannot be seen, and the hills and trees are all dyed yellow.
There is no way that the old cow has returned to be full, and the herdsman is burning incense under the stove.
Qilv·Crow·Hesaibeicao
Why is the plumage so dark? True words and false accusations turn out to be false accusations!
As long as we depend on each other, blessings and misfortunes will follow you, and there will be no misfortunes 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 one is simple and elegant, but a great wise man is as wise as a fool.
Saibei Grassland Poems:
The truthful words arouse public suspicion, and the black color attracts even more slander.
Foreknowledge of blessings and misfortunes and diligent retribution, only to be turned upside down 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.
Grass
Author: Bai Juyi
The grass grows in the original land, withering and growing every year.
Wildfires never burn out, but the spring breeze blows them again.
The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city.
I sent the king and grandson off again, and they were full of love.