A modern poem describing grassland 1 grassland in early spring,
Under the thin snow layer, it is yellowish.
The tender grass sticks its head out, sucking the coolness of the snow.
Curiously looking around the vast Bashang grassland,
The quiet and high sky,
Slightly sad,
Like the face of a weather-beaten Mongolian old man.
A modern poem describing the grassland suddenly blew a breeze.
The air has the freshness peculiar to spring,
Like a young Mongolian girl, she exudes the fragrance of her body.
She swept the ice sheet in her best clothes,
Across the desert,
Running,
Singing touching love songs,
Sprinkle infinite vitality on the vast grassland.
A modern poem describing the grassland, from three people to middle age,
Looking up at the blue sky in my hometown,
Take a deep breath,
Breathing the breath of grassland,
Let the tears of happiness cross-flow.