1. Verses about Nine Bends and Eighteen Bends
2. Verses about Bayinbulak Grassland
Verses about Nine Bends and Eighteen Bends 1. The sun is closing in on the mountains, sending guests off to Chu Shan Gu, moving to a higher level, the Yellow River has nine and eighteen bends, today’s color
Poems describing the Yellow River: If you don’t see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and flows Never return to the sea Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine" "The Yellow River flows down to the East China Sea, and thousands of miles are written in the mind."
Li Bai's "Gift to Pei Shishi" The Yellow River is far up among the white clouds, and there is an isolated city in Wanren Mountain. . Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci" The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting over the long river.
Wang Wei's "Envoy to the Fortress" The day is over the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea. Wang Zhihuan's "Climbing the Stork Tower" If you want to cross the Yellow River and the icy Fortress, you will climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang. Li Bai's "The Road Is Difficult" 9 The Yellow River has thousands of miles of sand, and the waves and winds are blowing from the end of the world. "Lang Taosha" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty. On a bright moon night on the Yellow River, the cold sand is like a battlefield. [Ming Dynasty] Li Liufang's "Night Mooring on the Yellow River" The boat was first released in front of Qingkou Station, and the water in Changhuaidong was like a string.
I urged the two oars to cross the river in a hurry, and the wind blew all night to reach the seaside. [Ming Dynasty] Li Dongyang's "Crossing the Yellow River" Every year, the golden river returns to the Jade Pass, and the horses and swords are ringed.
(Tang Liu Zhongyong's "The Complaints of Conquering People") Idioms about the Yellow River: Jing and Wei are clearly distinguishable. Carps jump over the dragon's gate. The troubles of the Yellow River are gathered in a set. Carp jumps over the dragon gate River and mountain belt Li River Qingshe Ming River Qing People's life River Qing is difficult When the river Qinghaiyanhe Qinghai exhausted the river Hanjiang Huaihe River does not come out of the map Haiyanheqing Carrying stones to the river Common sayings about the Yellow River: If you don't see the coffin, you won't shed tears, and you won't give up until you reach the Yellow River. The Yellow River is clear. , the sage came out of the Yellow River and caused hundreds of harms, but he jumped into the Yellow River to be rich and couldn't wash away the disgusting and good things on the Yellow River, and the good and evil on the Yangtze River. When the Yellow River comes back, it doesn't look at the Sichuan. When Dai Mei comes back, it doesn't look at the mountains. The Yellow River bursts in two years. It changes its course once in a hundred years. The Yellow River bursts in the county. The official life is not successful. The Yellow River has eighteen bends. The Yellow River is rich in the world. Mount Tai in Ningxia collapses in front of me, but my face does not change. The Yellow River is determined by my mouth but my heart does not panic. Thirty years are east of Hedong, and thirty years are west of Hexi.
2. Composition Yili Nine Winds and Eighteen Bends
This summer I followed my grandma and grandfather to Wuyi Mountain in Fujian Province, where we visited the beautiful Nine Winds and Eighteen Bends. .
Take a bus to the entrance of the scenic spot, and when you get off the bus, you will see an antique stone square standing in front of you. Passing through the stone square, a green hill jumped into my eyes. The hill is covered with lush trees. As we walked along the path in the forest, we could hear the chirping of birds in the forest. After crossing the hill, it suddenly became clear that a stream more than ten meters wide with no end in sight appeared in front of us. There are more than 20 bamboo rafts docked neatly on the stream. This is the twists and turns we are going to drift through.
Everyone sat on the bamboo rafts and went down the river. The uncle holding the bamboo raft gently tapped it with his bamboo pole, and the bamboo raft floated forward. My uncle introduced us to the scenery and history of the Nine Winds and Eighteen Bends. I sat on the bamboo raft and listened to my uncle telling us stories while looking at the scenery. I saw cute little fish swimming around in the water; there were also small stones at the bottom of the stream. The small ones were only as big as a period, and the big ones could fit a four-year-old child to lie down. The stones stretched all the way from the stream. Spread to the shore. On both sides of the strait are the tall Dawang Peak and Yunu Peak. On Dawang Peak and Yunu Peak there are hanging coffins left by ancient people from funerals, as well as poems and inscriptions left by Zhu Xi and other literati from various dynasties. Hearing the sound of trickling water under my feet and the chirping of birds in the mountains and forests, I felt like the bamboo rafts were walking through the painting. In places where the water surface is wider, the stream flows very gently, and you have to rely on your uncle to use bamboo poles to support it. As we approach each turn, the water surface narrows, the water flow becomes very turbulent, and there is a large drop after the turn. Every time the bamboo rafts reach here, they seem to be plunged into the water, like riding a roller coaster. After experiencing several "roller coasters", we drifted down the river to the end.
The Nine Winds and Eighteen Bends is more than 60 kilometers long. We only drifted 4 or 5 kilometers of it this time. But I also appreciate the strangeness here. Here I not only enjoyed the beautiful natural scenery, but also experienced the profound Chinese culture and long history.
Poems about the Bayinbulak grassland 1. Poems describing the Mongolian grassland
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 horse is flying, and a young man is singing a pastoral song. 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 singing to drunken the 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 real, it will arouse public suspicion, and wearing black will 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 plumage so dark? 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 misfortunes 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 and the green color varied.
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 describing the Mongolian grasslands
The sky is green, the ground is vast, the grass is blown by the wind, and cattle and sheep are visible. [See: Tongxian. 〕
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.
The setting sun is broken by the horse's hooves, and I lie down and sing Aobao until the moon comes out.
(2)
The blue sky is getting higher and higher, and the jade dragon is winding and enchanting.
The boundless greenery is supported by sheep herding, and a horse flies singing to drunken the night.
(3)
The setting sun cannot be seen, and the hills and trees are all dyed yellow.
Don’t forget that the old cow has returned to be full, and the herdsman is burning incense under the stove.
Attached is the North Grassland Poetry
The words he speaks are truly arousing 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.
3. Poems describing the prairie
Poems describing the prairie:
(1)
Ancient Poetry - Yuefu · (Chile River)
Chile River, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain.
The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields.
The sky is clear, the fields are vast, and the wind blows and you can see cattle and sheep.
(2)
"Farewell to the Ancient Original Grass" 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 sent the king and grandson away again, full of love.
(3)
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.
The setting sun is broken by the horse's hooves, and I lie down and sing Aobao until the moon comes out.
(2)
The blue sky is getting higher and higher day by day, and the jade dragon is winding and enchanting.
The boundless greenery is supported by sheep herding, and a horse flies singing to drunken the night.
(3)
The setting sun cannot be seen, and the hills and trees are all dyed yellow.
Don’t forget that the old cow has returned to be full, and the herdsman is burning incense under the stove.
(4)
Qilv·Crow·Hesaibeicao
Why is the feather color so deep? True words and false accusations turn out to be false accusations!
As long as you 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, the crows crow and the moon falls, there are more than a few chapters.
It is difficult to determine whether one is simple and elegant, but one who is as wise as a fool is a great sage.
4. What are the poems about the grassland?
1 "Farewell to the Ancient Grassland" (Bai Juyi) The grass grows in the grassland, and the grass dries up 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. 2 "Chile Song" Chilechuan, at the foot of Yinshan 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.
3 "Out of the Fortress" (Wang Wei) Outside Juyan City, there is a hunt for geniuses, and the white grass is 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. The jade target horns, the bow and the beads, rein in the horse, and the Han family will give snow to the prostitutes. 4 "Spring Tour in Fengle Pavilion" (Ouyang Xiu) The sun is setting on the red trees and green mountains, and the grass in the long suburbs is endless green.
Visitors, no matter how old they are, step on fallen flowers when coming and going in front of the pavilion. 5 "Shang Xing" (Bao Rong) When the west wind comes, the muscles 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.
6 "Spring in the Border" (Gao Pian) 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.
7 "Three Prairie Poems" 1 The yellow carpet quietly changed to the green flat, and the ancient plains were speechless to express the sound of autumn. Horse hooves trample the setting sun to pieces, lying down singing Aobao to wait for the moonlight.
2. 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.
3. 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.
8 "Grassland" (Wang Weike) You rise and fall into a posture. Your tender green expression and delicate skin welcome the call of life and the care and acceptance of Tengger God. This vast and boundless geography allows free blood. Integrating the clean body and mind with the unrestrained soul, I feel and yearn for your self-esteem in the depressing and empty city. You are the most beautiful scenery in my heart. How I hope that one day your limbs can spread out in all directions so that the hope of life can swallow you up. The bad effects caused by those sandstorms, the vast territory, the vigorous horses, the clear spring water, the beauty of wild flowers, the swaying reeds, the flying swans, the plump sheep, the simple herdsmen, the rich mare's milk, the delicious meat, the primitive state continues here, and the pure heart continues here. Reproduction of you is God's reward for kindness. Sinful mankind is poisoning you in ignorance. You are paradise in the eyes of confused people. Cruel reality is ruthlessly destroying you. Your source has become turbid and dirty. Your face has become haggard and yellow. Who took you? I buried you beautifully and foolishly. Now you are confused in my eyes. My sad eyes can only watch the old imagination. Numb human beings have lost all their conscience. Human beings who can’t satisfy their desires. You really hope that one day you will be quietly buried by the rolling yellow sand. Your experience makes you sad. I'm sentimental.
5. Poems about the grassland (ancient)
1. "Farewell" by Tang Wangwei
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.
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" The north and south are unknown
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, 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. "Chuzhou West Stream" by Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty
There is only pity for the quiet grass growing beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees.
The spring tide brings rain late in the day, 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, he was hunting prodigies, and the white grass was 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 the snow to the 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 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 the herding horses and the water and grass are cold.
It is a pity that the nine meanders of the Yellow River have ended, and the yurt hall is in prison 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 full of wine.
The loud music and songs go with the wind, knowing how high the mountain is.
14. "Qing" by Du Yuhuang of the Qing Dynasty
The remaining rain collects on the promontory, and the setting sun scatters in front of the building. The chanting of grass stalks caressing the shield and the shield, the fallen child lacks broad marshes, and the drunken lying on the sand is always there
The horseman is like a play, calling the eagle so crazy. Baitousu belongs to the country and only looks after cattle and sheep.
6. Six lines of poems from the grassland
1. Farewell to each other in the mountains, the sunset covers the firewood. The spring grass is green every year, and the kings and grandsons never return.
——"Farewell" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
2. 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 singing to drunken the night. ——"Prairie Poems"
3. Suddenly I came across a peach blossom forest, hundreds of steps across the bank. There were no trees in the middle, the grass was delicious, and the fallen flowers were colorful. It was very strange for fishermen. "The Peach Blossom Spring" by Tao Yuanming of Jin Dynasty
4. It is easy to say goodbye, but it is difficult to see others. When the water falls and the flowers fall, spring is gone, and the world is in heaven and on earth - Li Yu's "Langtaosha"
5. The west wind responds At that time, the sinews and angles are strong, and the water and grass on the dew herding horses are cold. Unfortunately, all the nine meanders of the Yellow River have been exhausted, and the yurt hall is in prison without a shadow.
6. 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.
7. Outside the city of Juyan, there is a hunt for geniuses, and the white grass is 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. The captain of the Qiang guarding the Qiang army took advantage of the obstacles and defeated the generals 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.