Ancient children shepherding sheep, poems about shepherding

Shepherd

The unyielding young man

Growing up in those turbulent years

The unfortunate experience of Yan Ci

We wander in the snowy north

Changes in the stormy era

Absorb the power of knowledge at Peking University

A career full of entertainment

I fell into the sadness of fearing human nature

The dream of abandoning scholars and celebrities

My love floats on the beams of the plateau

The land where I was born is vast

There is a group of cattle and sheep singing freely

The folks who love me deeply

The simplicity reveals the light of humanity

I am willing to devote my whole life

Let my relatives taste hope

I want to shepherd sheep on the plateau

The great dream rests on love

I want to shepherd sheep in the sky< /p>

Let Baiyun be taken to the beautiful paradise to question: One detail is that his family is from Anhui. The poem's diction is good and highlights the theme. It would be better if it could be more profound and turned into prose. Follow-up: "The Shepherd"

The years of black and white, the torture of love and hate, and the lost nation are told with blood. The mighty sword fire destroyed my childhood dreams and silenced my thoughts. All souls tremble in the darkness. No one can miss this injury!

The situation of my parents was that they took their family and children into exile, wandering in the north. The sky in a foreign land is confused, but there is a sun there. The night there was dark and there was a shining moon. I am counting the stars and wandering in my dreams! No one can let go of this hurt!

Truth has defeated evil, the situation has changed and the dawn has dawned. China, which is undergoing reform and change, is on the road to revival. I have the opportunity to wander in knowledge. The dream of a scholar and celebrity, youth blossoms on the stage, flattery amidst the interlacing of cups and dew, repetition while following the rules, I think about this fame and fortune, but there is no dream for me.

I know my motherland, I love my hometown deeply, and I miss it. But I still want to go far away, in the hills where cattle and sheep are attached, where there is a simple style and kindness that needs help. I will use my efforts to change the lives of the villagers and let them run towards a well-off society.

All of this has grown up in reality, working hard in the cold and summer, and shepherding sheep together. Today, the sheep are running all over the plateau, and hope is spreading everywhere! Looking at the faces of my relatives that are full of expressions, I feel happy, and I feel the light of this dream! My beloved second hometown! I want to continue herding sheep on the plateau, on the road where white clouds are passing by!