2. Yinshan Chilechuan. 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. -Yuefu "Chilechuan"
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. -Cao Ye's "Send Liu Jia"
4. 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. -Unknown "Prairie Poetry"
5, the vast green belt sheep grazing, a horse flying drunk Bixiao. -Unknown "Prairie Poetry"
6. 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! ! -Du Fu's "Expressing My Mind at Night"
7. 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. -Ouyang Xiu's "Fengle Pavilion Youchun"
8. The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass is far away. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. -Han Yu's Light Rain in Early Spring
9. I am alone in the grass, and there are orioles singing in the tree. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Wei in Xixi Chuzhou
10, 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. -Liu Yuxi's Wuyi Lane
1 1, 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. -Bao Rong's "The Plug"
12, less frost at the end of the year, spring is known to the world. -Zhang Wei, Occasionally beginning of spring
13, the grass is green and willow is thick, and the jade pot is full of wine. -Gao Pian's "Bianfang Spring Tour"
14, mangroves and green hills are dying, and long grass is endless. Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring. —— Ouyang Xiu's "Three Poems of Youchun in Fengle Pavilion"
15, 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? . -Wang Wei's farewell
2. Praise praise praise praise praise praise praise praise praise praise praise praise praise.
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, the twelfth lunar month in Lan Qing is yellow, and the vast grass is bathed in 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.
3. A poem praising the grassland, Chilechuan,
Under the shady mountain,
The sky is like a vault,
Cage covers four areas.
The sky is gray,
Wild,
See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.
Three grassland poems
( 1)
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.
(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)
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.
Seven Laws, Crow and Saibei Grass
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.
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.
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.
4. Poetry 1. The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with the seasons. Wildfire never completely devours them, but they grow taller in the spring breeze. 2. Ancient poetry-Yuefu (Chilechuan), under the shady mountain. The sky is like a vault with a cage on it. The sky is wild, and the wind blows early to see cattle and sheep low. 3. Yichuan Gu Yuan was speechless with autumn sounds. Horseshoe treads the sunset and sings Aobao until the moon is bright. The sky is getting higher and higher, and the jade dragon is enchanting. Without green grass, a horse flies and sings drunk. 6. The sunset can't be seen, and the trees on the mountain bag are all dyed yellow. The old cow is full, and the shepherd is cooking incense under the stove. 7. Seven Laws, Crow and Saibei Grass. The truth is false! Misfortunes depend on each other, making guests feel wronged. There are many stories about crows clamoring for trees and crows falling on the moon. It is difficult to determine the vulgar style, and it is a great sage to be wise as a fool. 8. Poems on the Saibei Grassland: The authenticity of words arouses public doubts, and the color of black is more attractive. Predicting fortune and misfortune will be wronged by wisdom and stupidity. Singing with meat will leave a laughing stock, and throwing stones and drinking water will spread well. ..
5. The poem 1 describes the beautiful grassland scenery, the endless grass on the plain, with the seasons coming and going, wildfire never completely devours them, and they grow taller in the spring breeze.
-Bai Juyi's Farewell to the Ancient Grassland 2. Chilechuan under the 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. -Yuefu "Chilechuan" 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. -Cao Ye's "Send Liu Jia" 4. The yellow carpet was quietly replaced by a green ping, and Gu Yuan was speechless.
Horseshoe crushed by the sunset, lying singing Aobao until the moonlight. -The unknown Prairie Poetry 5. The vast green grass is eaten by sheep, and a horse flies and sings drunk.
-unknown grassland poetry 6. 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! ! -Du Fu's "Wandering Night" 7. Mangroves are sloping with green hills, and the grass in the long suburbs is boundless. Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.
-Ouyang Xiu's "Fengle Pavilion Youchun" 8. The rain in the sky is crisp and the grass is near. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
-Han Yu's "Early Spring Rain" 9. I feel sorry for the grass. There are orioles singing in the trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.
-Wei Wuying's Xixi on Chuzhou 10, the weeds in Zhuqueqiao, and the sunset in Wuyi Lane. Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.
-Liu Yuxi's Wuyi Lane 1 1, 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.
-Bao Rong's "Stuffing the Line" 12, there is little frost at the end of the year, and spring is known to the world. -Zhang Wei's "Occasionally beginning of spring" 13, the grass is green and willow is thick, and the jade pot is full of wine.
-Gao Pian's "Bian Chun" 14, mangroves and green hills are dying, 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.
-Ouyang Xiu's "Three Poems on a Spring Tour in Fengle Pavilion" 15, my friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain, and I didn't close my thatched door until it was dark. Spring grass is green every year, but what about you, my friend Prince? .
-farewell of Wang Wei.
6. Praise the beautiful grassland. The sky is gray and wild, and the wind blows the grassland to see cattle and sheep.
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away. (Li Bai: Early Baidu City)
My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon. (Li Bai: "Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou")
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan! (Wang Changling: Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn)
There is another topic.
The spring tide is even at sea level,
The bright moon on the sea, the tide rises and falls.
I drifted thousands of miles,
Where there is no moonlight by the river!
The river surrounds Fangdian,
The moon shines like graupel on flowers and forests;
The frost is flowing in the air, and you don't want to fly.
You can't see it on the white sand.
There is nothing in the river,
Lonely moon wheel in the sky.
Who saw the moon by the river for the first time?
When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?
Life goes on from generation to generation,
Jiang Yue looks the same every year.
I don't know who Jiang Yue treats,
But see the Yangtze River send water.
The white clouds disappeared,
Qingfengpu has no worries.
Who will go boating tonight?
Where do you miss Mingyue Building?
Upstairs is poor, wandering around the moon,
You should take the photo away from the dresser.
The jade curtain won't roll up,
Put it back on the anvil.
At this time, I don't know each other.
May China shine on you month by month.
Hongyan flew too long,
Fish and dragons jumped into the water.
Last night, I dreamed of falling flowers.
Poor Chunban didn't come home.
In spring, the river flows away,
The river beach falls to the west of the moon.
Oblique moon hides sea fog,
Jieshi Xiaoxiang Infinite Road.
I wonder how many people will return home by the moon.
The falling moon shook the trees by the river.
7. The poem describes the beauty of the grassland, covering the wilderness in the twilight, and the peaks are also high.
The green fields are covered with loess, and the silver curtains are scattered on the mountainside.
There are few cattle and sheep in the grassland. Why can't there be only one horse?
Like a flute, can the owner be in the yurt?
Blue sky, white clouds, fog, waves, distant mountains, green wind and whistling.
Wrapped at the foot of the mountain, the fish jumped in the autumn water.
The endless plateau is lush with green grass and quiet cattle and sheep.
The morning glow shines brilliantly on the earth, and the autumn wind slowly lifts the heart tide.
Yunshan is lush with green grass, and the land is vast and quiet.
Wrapped away from idle people, cattle and sheep grazing horses.
Singing in the sky in the morning, birds returning to their nests at night.
People on horseback are happy, and the ancestor of heroes is Tianjiao.
The grassland wakes up quietly, and there are mountains outside the mountains.
I want to ask where the shepherd is now. Send it to the market early for sale.
The Millennium ranch has taken on a new look. Are you interested in Mongolian yurts?
The world is vast, and riding away is more enjoyable.
Beautiful and comfortable yurts, warm in winter and cool in summer.
Herdsmen are interested in another day, but they still live in yurts when they have money.