Modern Prairie Poetry Part I: Prairie Night
Summer night,
Walking on the silent grassland,
The moonlight fell on the dew-covered grass,
Like countless beautiful pearls.
The breeze blows,
The smell of grass mixed with the smell of earth makes people feel relaxed and happy.
The twinkling stars echoed the chirping of insects,
It seems that a world sonata is being staged.
The night on the grassland is really quiet.
The sound of running water in the river, even the sound of cattle and sheep sleeping.
Clearly visible.
The night on the grassland is really beautiful.
A poem, a painting, a song,
It can't be summarized.
It makes people intoxicated and forgets the way home.
Unconsciously, the east lit up,
A new day has begun on the grassland.
Modern Prairie Poetry II: I and Prairie
Grassland and me
Although we have never met.
My dream was planted.
Layer by layer
everlasting
Looking forward to galloping.
Ride a horse
grown
Father's grassland and mother's river
Lan se ha da
With the wind of the grassland
flotage
Chase together
Customs of Mongolian yurts
green grass
Let spring be endless
whitecaps
Is the brightest spirit on the grassland.
Energetic Mongolians
Penetrate the temple of music
Me and the grassland
Although there was no meeting
Let the distance become a song.
Blend into the grassland
The quietest lamp
The third part of modern grassland poetry: yearning for grassland
The sun smiled for a long time.
The spring breeze caressed the face of peach blossom.
green leaves
Red stamens adorn it.
White clouds are hanging in the blue sky.
Look at that fat sheep on the grassland.
In the yurt
You are served with mellow koumiss.
Sweet butter tea
Listen to the sound of Ma Touqin playing together.
There is also a grassland girl who dances lightly.
Is it a fairyland?
It is a desirable Mongolian prairie.
Long lost simplicity
Forget my innocence
Pink romance
Every grass and tree in the grassland is drunk green.
I feel a little sad myself.
Because I have become attached to the prairie.
My soul
Even my rosy acacia
Has been lost in the Mongolian grassland
The Fourth Modern Prairie Poetry: Meeting to Go to the Prairie
Let's meet and go to the grassland.
Put the first ray of sunshine in the morning
Sprinkle it on your face and let it
Inoculation, rooting, growth and reproduction.
Life is endless.
Let's meet and go to the grassland.
Fly with a bunch of dreams.
Let it fly to the blue sky
Dissolve in the body of white clouds
Plain, white, elegant and lofty.
Let's meet and go to the grassland.
Plant soft grass in your heart.
Let the heart moisten the boundless grassland
Running water, horses, sheep, songs
Let's meet and go to the grassland.
Not for an agreement made a thousand years ago.
Not for looking back after a thousand years.
Just to meet the fable of this world.
Come on, let's go to the grassland.