2. Poems about the Prairie
A poem about grassland 1. An ancient poem about grassland
Farewell to Ancient Grass Tang Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Song of Chile is famous all over the country.
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 and grass are moving to see cattle and sheep.
Out of the Fortress by Don Wang Wei
The conference semifinals outside Juyan are hunting, and the white grass grievances are burning all over the sky.
When the clouds are light and the wind is light, drive the horse, and the plain is easy to hide in autumn.
With the support of Qiang Health School, Fort Deng and General Lu, who were guarding the positions, stormed across Liao overnight.
The jade target angle bows and beads to rein in the horse, and the Han family gives snow to Cao Yao.
Song Ouyang Xiu's Spring Tour in Fengle Pavilion
Mangroves and green hills are dying, and grass in the long suburbs is endless.
Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.
Cezanne Tang Baorong
The west wind is strong in time and the grass is cool.
Poor yellow river, nine bends are exhausted, and the felt house is without a shadow.
Bian Chun is a high-level article in Tang Dynasty
The grass is green and willow is thick, and the jade pot is full of wine.
Go with the wind, sing loudly, and you will know the weight of the mountain.
2. Write an ancient poem describing the grassland
As each season comes and goes, the grass on the plain is boundless.
They grew taller in the spring breeze, and wildfire never completely swallowed them.
Arriving at the crumbling city gate, they pressed sweetly on the ancient highway.
I heard them sigh behind you, oh, my friend's prince, you left again.
Chileger
Chilechuan at the foot of Yinshan Mountain.
The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields.
The sky is gray and wild.
See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.
lawn
Quatrain
The yellow carpet has quietly turned green, and Guyuan has no words to sound autumn.
Horseshoe crushed by the sunset, lying singing Aobao until the moonlight.
The sky is getting higher and higher, and the jade dragon is enchanting.
The vast green belt with sheep grazing, a horse flying and singing drunk blue night.
See the sunset, the mountains and trees are yellow.
Don't say the old cow is full, the shepherd is cooking incense under the stove.
A poem about a prairie 1. What are the poems about grassland?
1 Farewell to Fude Guyuan Grass (Bai Juyi). The vast grass crosses the plain and comes and goes with the four seasons.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection. 2 "Chilechuan", Chilechuan, Yinshan Mountain.
The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields. The sky is wild, and the wind and grass are moving to see cattle and sheep.
3 "Out of the Fortress" (Wang Wei) Hunting Tianjiao lives outside Yancheng, and white grass burns wild. When the clouds are light and the wind is light, drive the horse, and the plain is easy to hide in autumn.
With the support of Qiang Health School, Fort Deng and General Lu, who were guarding the positions, stormed across Liao overnight. Jade target angle bows and beads to rein in the horse, and the Han family will give snow to visit Yao 4 "Spring Tour in Fengle Pavilion" (Ouyang Xiu). Mangroves and green hills are dying, and the grass in the long suburbs is boundless.
Tourists, no matter how old they are, should step on the flowers in front of the pavilion in spring. 5 "fortress" (Bao Rong) The west wind is strong in time and the grass is cool. Poor yellow river, nine bends are exhausted, and the felt house is without a shadow.
6 "Bian Chun" (high article) The grass is green and willows are thick, and the jade pot is full of wine. Go with the wind, sing loudly, and you will know the weight of the mountain.
7 "Three Poems on the Grassland" A yellow carpet has quietly turned into a green flat, and Guyuan has no words to fly autumn sounds. Horseshoe crushed by the sunset, lying singing Aobao until the moonlight.
The sky is getting higher and higher, and the jade dragon is enchanting. The vast green belt with sheep grazing, a horse flying and singing drunk blue night.
The setting sun is not seen at dusk, and the mountains and trees are all yellow. Don't say the old cow is full, the shepherd is cooking incense under the stove.
8 "Grassland" [Wang Weike] You rise and fall into a posture with a light green expression, and your delicate skin meets the call of life, which is cared and collected by Tengger singer Heaven. This region of vast expanse, let free blood melt into your body, clean body and unrestrained soul. In a depressed and empty city, I feel and long for your self-esteem. You are the most beautiful scenery in my heart. How I hope that one day your limbs can spread out in all directions. The hope of life can devour the bad effects of sandstorms. The vast territory is full of vigorous horses, clear springs, beautiful wild flowers, swaying reeds, flying swans, fat sheep, simple herders, rich horse milk and delicious meat. The primitive state continues the pure heart here and is bred here. You are God's reward for good and evil human beings, and you are a paradise in the eyes of the lost. The cruel reality mercilessly destroys you and your spring. The source is muddy and dirty, and your face is haggard and yellow. Who foolishly buried your beauty? Now in my eyes, I can only look at the old imagination with confused and sad eyes. Numb human beings have lost their conscience and it is difficult to fill their valleys. You really hope that one day you will be quietly buried by rolling yellow sand. Your experience makes me sad.
2. Poems about grasslands
Farewell, Don, my friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain until now I have closed my thatched door in the dark.
Spring grass is green every year, but what about you, my friend Prince? . 2, "Wuyi Lane" Liu Tang Yuxi Zhuque Bridge is overgrown with weeds, and the sunset at Wuyi Lane is oblique.
Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people. 3, "Fude Valley Cao Yuan Farewell" Tang Bai Juyi crossed the plain and came and went with the four seasons.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection. 4. "Chile Song" is unknown in the north of Henan, Chile, under the Yinshan Mountain.
The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields. The sky is wild, and the wind and grass are moving to see cattle and sheep.
5, "Early Spring Rain" Tang Hanyu Tianjie's light rain is crisp and crisp, but the grass color is close. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
6, "beginning of spring Encounter" Zhang Song's ten-mile law requires less frost at the end of the year, and spring is known to the world. I feel that the business is full and the east wind blows water and the green is uneven.
7, "Xixi Chuzhou" Tang Wei Wu Ying is alone in the grass, and there are orioles singing on the trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.
8, "Beishan" Wang Song Anshi Beishan lost its green and rose to the horizontal pool, straight to the pool. Counting the fallen flowers because I have been sitting for a long time, I found that the grass is already late.
9. "Out of the Great Wall" Tang hunted Tianjiao outside Juyan City, and the white grass burned wild. When the clouds are light and the wind is light, drive the horse, and the plain is easy to hide in autumn.
With the support of Qiang Health School, Fort Deng and General Lu, who were guarding the positions, stormed across Liao overnight. The jade target angle bows and beads to rein in the horse, and the Han family gives snow to Cao Yao.
10 "Fengle Pavilion Spring Tour" Song Ouyang Xiu Mangroves and green hills are dying, and the green grass in the long suburbs is endless. Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.
1 1, "Send Liu Jia" Cao Ye, in the Tang Dynasty, the grass was green and the sound was like home around the house. Looking forward to the beautiful women not joining hands, the wall east sent some flowers.
12, "fortress" Tang Bao melts the west wind with strong ribs and strong angles, and penetrates the horse grass cold. Poor yellow river, nine bends are exhausted, and the felt house is without a shadow.
13, "Border Spring Prosperity" Tang Gao's article is full of grass and green willows, and the jade pot is full of wine. Go with the wind, sing loudly, and you will know the weight of the mountain.
3. Poems describing grasslands
Didi Jinliang Yusheng
On a sunny day in March, the warbler whispered, who is happy? I watched the vast grasslands in the north of Saibei and admired the sons of the Five Mausoleums in the south of Shen Zui. Do you remember being crazy like a beggar? Where is the doubt that Lingyun dimly discernible sea condenses light? Suddenly I heard the roar of Wucheng and sang the edge of the jade bow.
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.
4. Poems about grasslands
Chilechuan, a folk song of the Northern Dynasty, is covered with four fields under the shady mountain.
The sky is wild, and the wind and grass are moving to see cattle and sheep. Three Prairie Poems (1) The yellow carpet quietly turned green, and the ancient plain released the autumn sound in silence.
Horseshoe crushed by the sunset, lying singing Aobao until the moonlight. (2) The sky is getting higher and higher, and the jade dragon is enchanting.
The vast green belt with sheep grazing, a horse flying and singing drunk blue night. (3) Don't look at the setting sun, the mountains and plains are all yellow.
Don't say the old cow is full, the shepherd is cooking incense under the stove. What's suspicious about the feathers of Lv Qi, Crow and Saibei Grass? The truth is false! We share weal and woe when we are in trouble.
Crow noise trees are low and there is no swan song, and there is more than one crow and moon setting. It is difficult to determine the elegance of common customs, and great wisdom is the great sage.
Poems on the grassland of Saibei: the authenticity of words arouses public doubts, and black is more flattering. Expectation and concern for blessings are reversed by wisdom and stupidity.
Singing with meat is a laughing stock, and throwing stones and drinking water is a good biography. Let him praise and criticize, and the branches still speak freely.
Author: Bai Juyi, rambling grass, comes and goes with the seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
5. Poems about grasslands.
1, bid farewell to Fude Guyuan Grass
Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
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How lush the long grass is. It is thick in autumn and winter every year.
Ruthless wildfires can only burn dry leaves. When the spring breeze blows, the earth is green.
Weeds and wild flowers spread and flooded the ancient road, and the end of the grass under the bright sun is your journey.
I once again sent away my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
2. "You Chun San in Fengle Pavilion"
[Song] Ouyang Xiu
Mangroves and green hills are dying, and grass in the long suburbs is endless.
Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.
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Red flowers are full of trees, green hills are faint, and the sky is already west. The vast countryside, green grass, can not see the edge.
People who swim in spring are interested, so who cares if they will go in spring? In front of Fengle Pavilion, people come and go, and flowers fall everywhere.
3. Night abroad
[Tang] Du Fu
The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast.
The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.
I hope my art can bring me fame and liberate my sick old age from the office! .
Flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! .
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The breeze blows the fine grass on the river bank, and the high-masted boat is moored alone at night.
The stars are hanging in the sky, and Ye Ping looks very broad; The moonlight is surging with the waves, and the river is rolling eastward.
Is my article famous? You should be dismissed even if you are old and sick.
What's it like to wander around alone? Like a lonely Sha Ou between heaven and earth.
4. Song of Chile
Anonymous [Northern and Southern Dynasties]
Chilechuan at the foot of Yinshan Mountain. The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields.
The sky is gray and wild. See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.
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The vast plain of Chile, just under the mountains thousands of miles away, is like a dome tent in the sky, boundless and covered with Yuan Ye in all directions.
The sky is blue and Yuan Ye is boundless. The wind blew, and the grass fell low, revealing many cattle and sheep that had been hidden in the grass.
5. Plug
[Tang] Wang Wei
Outside Juyan, Tianjiao was hunted and white grass even burned in Shan Ye.
The desert schooner gallops in the dusk, and the vast plains in autumn shoot at vultures.
With the support of Qiang Health School, Fort Deng and General Lu, who were guarding the positions, stormed across Liao overnight.
Jade sword, the bow of horn, the war horse on his war horse, the court gave the victorious general, as brave as Holt of Han Dynasty.
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Outside Juyan, the conference semifinals are hunting and white grass is burning all over the sky.
Under the fog of dusk, the desert gallops in the distance, and in autumn, the vast plain has just shot sculptures.
Defend the Qiang Sect, appease the Qiang Sect, hold their ground, climb the barrier fort, and the general Lu Baoying bravely attacked and crossed the Liaohe River at night.
A sword inlaid with jade, a bow decorated with horns and a war horse with a beaded head will be given by the court to the victorious general: as brave as Huo Puyao in the Han Dynasty.
6. Prairie Poetry
A poem describing the grassland:
Out of the Fortress by Don Wang Wei
The conference semifinals outside Juyan are hunting, and the white grass grievances are burning all over the sky. When the clouds are light and the wind is light, drive the horse, and the plain is easy to hide in autumn.
With the support of Qiang Health School, Fort Deng and General Lu, who were guarding the positions, stormed across Liao overnight. The jade target angle bows and beads to rein in the horse, and the Han family gives snow to Cao Yao.
Song Ouyang Xiu's Spring Tour in Fengle Pavilion
Mangroves and green hills are dying, and grass in the long suburbs is endless. Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.
"Send to Lujia" Tang
A stream of grass is green, and the sound outside is like home. Looking forward to the beautiful women not joining hands, the wall east sent some flowers.
Cezanne Tang Baorong
The west wind is strong in time and the grass is cool. Poor yellow river, nine bends are exhausted, and the felt house is without a shadow.
Bian Chun is a high-level article in Tang Dynasty
The grass is green and willow is thick, and the jade pot is full of wine. Go with the wind, sing loudly, and you will know the weight of the mountain.
Poems describing grasslands Part II:
1, the endless grass on the plain, with each season coming and going, wildfire never completely devours them, and they grow taller in the spring breeze.
2. Ancient Poetry-Yuefu (Chilean Song)
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.
3. A river is green, and the sound around the house is like home. Looking forward to the beautiful women not joining hands, the wall east sent some flowers.
4. The yellow carpet quietly turns green, and the ancient plains release the autumn sound without words. Horseshoe crushed by the sunset, lying singing Aobao until the moonlight.
The sky is getting higher and higher, and the jade dragon is enchanting. The vast green belt with sheep grazing, a horse flying and singing drunk blue night.
6. There is no trace of the sunset, and the hills with trees are all yellow. Don't say the old cow is full, the shepherd is cooking incense under the stove.
7. Lv Qi Crow and Saibei Grassland
What is the suspicion of feather color? The truth is false! We share weal and woe when we are in trouble.
Crow noise trees are low and there is no swan song, and there is more than one crow and moon setting. It is difficult to determine the elegance of common customs, and great wisdom is the great sage.
8. Saibei grassland poems:
The eloquence aroused public suspicion, and the black color was even more embarrassing. Expectation and concern for blessings are reversed by wisdom and stupidity.
Singing with meat is a laughing stock, and throwing stones and drinking water is a good biography. Let him praise and criticize, and the branches still speak freely.
The third part of the poem describing the grassland:
Beishan lost its green and rose to the horizontal pool, and went straight to the pool. Counting the fallen flowers because I have been sitting for a long time, I found that the grass is already late. -Wang Song Anshi's "Beishan"
The grass is green and willow is thick, and the jade pot is full of wine. Go with the wind, sing loudly, and you will know the weight of the mountain. -Don Gao Pian's "Bian Chun"
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 and grass are moving to see cattle and sheep. -North and South folk song "Chile Song".
Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Don Wei Wu Ying is in Chuzhou, on the bank of Xixi.
Mangroves and green hills are dying, and grass in the long suburbs is endless. Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring. -Song Ouyang Xiu's "Fengle Pavilion Youchun"
The yellow carpet has quietly turned green, and Guyuan has no words to sound autumn. Horseshoe crushed by the sunset, lying singing Aobao until the moonlight. -"Prairie Poetry"
The sky is getting higher and higher, and the jade dragon is enchanting. The vast green belt with sheep grazing, a horse flying and singing drunk blue night. -"Prairie Poetry"
There is little frost at the end of the year, and the vegetation knows spring. I feel that the business is full and the east wind blows water and the green is uneven. -Stone "Occasionally beginning of spring"
Seeing friends off in the mountains, Chai Men is half hidden at sunset. Spring grass is green every year, but what about you, my friend Prince? . -Don Wang Wei's farewell
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. -Don Han Yu's Light Rain in Early Spring
The west wind is strong in time and the grass is cool. Poor yellow river, nine bends are exhausted, and the felt house is without a shadow. -Tang Baorong's "Plug in"
The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast. The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river. Is it famous? Free my sick old age from the office! ! Flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! ! -Tang Du Fu's "Expressing My Mind at Night"
See the sunset, the mountains and trees are yellow. Don't say the old cow is full, the shepherd is cooking incense under the stove. -"Prairie Poetry"
A stream of grass is green, and the sound outside is like home. Looking forward to the beautiful women not joining hands, the wall east sent some flowers. -Don Cao Ye's "Send Liu Jia"
What is the suspicion of feather color? The truth is false! We share weal and woe when we are in trouble. Crow noise trees are low and there is no swan song, and there is more than one crow and moon setting. It is difficult to determine the elegance of common customs, and great wisdom is the great sage. -Seven Laws "Crow and Saibei Grass"
There are some weeds blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and there is only sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane. Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people. -Tang Liu Yuxi's Wuyi Lane
The conference semifinals outside Juyan are hunting, and the white grass grievances are burning all over the sky. When the clouds are light and the wind is light, drive the horse, and the plain is easy to hide in autumn. With the support of Qiang Health School, Fort Deng and General Lu, who were guarding the positions, stormed across Liao overnight. The jade target angle bows and beads to rein in the horse, and the Han family gives snow to Cao Yao. -"Stuffing" by Tang Wang Wei
7. Poetry about grassland is problematic.
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.
8. Prairie Poetry
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.
grass
Author: Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Lonely smoke from the desert went straight into the river and the yen fell.
The conference semifinals outside Juyan are hunting, and the white grass grievances are burning all over the sky.
9. Poems describing Mongolian grasslands
1, the grass is thick and the jade pot is full of wine.
2, the west wind should be strong in time, and the dew should be cold. Poor yellow river, nine bends are exhausted, and the felt house is without a shadow.
3, a river of grass, the sound around the house is like home. Looking forward to the beautiful women not joining hands, the wall east sent some flowers.
Friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain. Until now, in the dark, I closed the door of the thatched cottage. Spring grass is green every year, but what about you, my friend Prince? .
In May and March, Lan Qing, the twelfth lunar month is yellow, and boundless grass bathes Qiu Guang. In the pastoral sound, the eagle crows and the wind blows the lush cattle and sheep.
6. Mangroves and green hills are inclined, and the grass in the long suburbs is endless. Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.
7, a blue and innocent Ma Xiang, whipping and singing pastoral songs. The girl danced her skirt happily, and the bonfire star was intoxicated in the sunset.
8. The grass is green and willows are thick, and the jade pot is full of wine. Go with the wind, sing loudly, and you will know the weight of the mountain.
9. The sky is getting higher and higher, and the jade dragon is enchanting. The vast green belt with sheep grazing, a horse flying and singing drunk blue night.
10, the yellow carpet quietly turned into a green flat, and Guyuan was speechless with autumn sounds. Horseshoe crushed by the sunset, lying singing Aobao until the moonlight.
1 1, the sunset can't be seen, and the trees-lined hills are all yellow. Don't say the old cow is full, the shepherd is cooking incense under the stove.
12, red clouds are burning in the west cave, and flying crows rush home in groups. There is a mist in Pingchuan, and the grass field is in a hurry.
13, the authenticity of the language has aroused people's doubts, and the black color is even more embarrassing. Expectation and concern for blessings are reversed by wisdom and stupidity. Singing with meat is a laughing stock, and throwing stones and drinking water is a good biography. Let him praise and criticize, and the branches still speak freely.
14, what is the suspicion of feather color? The truth is false! We share weal and woe when we are in trouble. Crow noise trees are low and there is no swan song, and there is more than one crow and moon setting. It is difficult to determine the elegance of common customs, and great wisdom is the great sage.
15, the rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far and near. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
Yinshan Chilechuan 16. 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.
17, there are many weeds and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset is oblique at the corner of Wuyi Lane. Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.
18, the endless grass on the plain, with the coming and going of each season, wildfire never completely devours them, and they grow taller in the spring breeze.
19, there is little frost at the end of the year, and spring is known to the world. I feel that the business is full and the east wind blows water and the green is uneven.
20. The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.