1. Poems about sand and dust
2. Poems about flying sand and dust
Poems about sand and dust 1. Poems about sandstorms
A dog-like sandstorm, are you a mad dog,
or a wild wolf? Or is it some kind of monster that escaped from a long time ago?
My sky was still so clear just now,
My sun was still so bright.
My brothers from the Qingtu Lake Painting and Calligraphy Club and I were still wandering by the Shiyang River, which flows smoothly.
We cook fish, we barbecue,
We sketch, we drink, we take photos and laugh.
But now, you are here as soon as you say,
You have turned my sky into a cloud of smoke,
You have turned my sun into a I don’t know where I went!
You turned my land into darkness,
You shook my village so that it lost its direction,
You blinded all our eyes. The diffuse becomes blind.
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What you are holding in your hand is the scorching sandstorm,
it is the long-lasting volcanic ash over Iceland,
Or is it Badain Jaran, which is surrounded by mud and sand?
Is what you are carrying in your arms the Indonesian tsunami,
the Wenchuan earthquake, or the 2012 disaster predictions that have been hyped up by everyone?
You are like thunder, like electricity, turning a kind of music upside down.
Performing it vividly and perfectly;
You are like crazy, like crazy, turning a kind of music upside down. It is inhumane,
The demons and ghosts are so angry that they can be seen at a glance.
You made me understand all at once what it means to be fierce and insidious
The desire to kill suddenly; you made me understand all at once what it means to be frightened and anxious. disturbed.
Now, what are you going to tear my hometown into?
Where are you going to throw my bird?
Do you want to drive away my cattle and sheep, or do you want to drive away my ideals?
Or do you want to drive away the hope of survival for my 300,000 people?
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I can only stare at the raging sandstorm,
Look at the greenhouses you have kept me safe,
Tear into pieces and hang on tree branches and telephone poles.
Look at you uprooting the ridges and ridges of mulch I just laid,
uprooting them and flying randomly like prayer flags.
I can only watch as you beat the crops that I am growing out of the ground to pieces and leave them in a mess;
I can only watch. I can see that you have destroyed my growing trees, leaving them with fallen leaves and jade bodies.
I can only watch as you turn my smoke-filled village into flames and ashes everywhere;
I can only watch Wait, you beat my simple and unpretentious fellow villagers until they screamed and burst into tears.
Now, I can only watch helplessly,
You are so murderous, on the land of my hometown,
Come and go as you please!
2. Poems about sand and dust
The sun disappears on the plain. Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom. ("Bitter Cold Song" by Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty)
The north wind approaches the sea and the weather is clear. (Li Jing of the Tang Dynasty, "The Great Night in Chang'an")
The new wind blows the snow through the scars, and there is dust everywhere in the world. ("Winter Hunting" by Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty)
The auspicious snow brings cold wind, and the clear wind makes it even colder. (Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty "Drunk and arrogant to reward Xiao, the north wind is three feet of snow." (Han Dynasty "Anonymous" "Nineteen Ancient Poems")
The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and the plain snow and clouds fly, Xiao Xiao The north wind is strong, Zhu Hua is still alive, and the ice is on the river. (Wang Mian, Yuan Dynasty, "Meeting Friends")
The sky is shaking with dark clouds, and I am afraid that Magu will throw rice, and no one can fall. "Plum Blossoms No. 1" by Wang Mian in the Yuan Dynasty)
The wind blows fiercely on the ground ("North Wind Travel" by Liu Ji in the Ming Dynasty)
The north wind blows people down (Tang Dynasty). ·Bai Juyi's "Morning Congratulations on Snow to the People of Chenshan")
The fierce cold wind blows, and the severe frost withers the grass ("Send Sikong Fourteenth on a Northern Journey to Songzhou" by Zhang Nanshi of the Tang Dynasty)
>The cold clouds cover my scarf ("Warm Soup and Snow" by Li Longji of the Tang Dynasty)
The frozen dragons shrank in Nanpu, and the frozen clouds blurred the sky across the moon ("The Gift of Wine" by Yu Xin in the Southern and Northern Dynasties). "Poetry")
The metabolism of the four qi. The freezing clouds are clamoring against the snow, the wind is blowing at midnight, and the winter moon is vast. The trees in the city were knocked off the ears of the athletes, and the strong new wind cracked the ice. (Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty, "Ci Yun in the Snow, Reply to Liu Tiju")
Last night, the new wind blew down people, and the snowflakes were bright on the long sword. (Wei Cao Cao's "Stepping out of Xiamen to Winter in October")
The north wind is as sharp as a sword, turning to hope that the jade flowers will be one foot deep.
(Lu You of the Song Dynasty, "Reflections on Walking on Rao Fu Road in the Bitter Cold After the Snow")
The early wind blows the snow flying thousands of miles away, the narrow alleys cover the two doors, and the cold wind blows through the ears. The cold wind blew through the long forest, and all the flowers and flowers withered. (Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty, "Jizhou Daozhong")
Under the fine snow, the north wind was so miserable that the snow in the Tianshan Mountains became thicker overnight. ("Fa Tankou" by Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty)
In December, the north wind blows sand and snow. (Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty, "You should teach me about plum blossoms")
The north wind blows and the person becomes stiff, the north wind comes and blows the person, the north wind is called Kusang and Yin Erxielu")
Reminiscences Yesterday was the day of the twelfth lunar month. The Yin Guan square is closed, the dusk snow invades the clothes, and the Hutian is full of snow in August. ("The North Wind" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty)
The north wind blew outside the city, destroying the hearts of the strong men. The white snow suddenly dispersed. (Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Xianghe Song Ci: A Bitter Cold Journey in the Past")
North wind, north wind. ("Farewell Poems" by Anonymous, Han Dynasty)
Ten miles to the north, the ice is thick and the clear water flows. In the middle of the night, the sorrowful people go away, and the cold wind returns and breaks. Don't be like pitching. ("Seeking Friends" by Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty)
The thorny north wind blows people down. (Tang Qianqi's "Winter Night Inn")
On the Independence River. (Tang Cen Shen's "Bai Xuege Sends Judge Wu Back to the Capital")
Mengdong in October. (Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty, "Su Mei Qi Thirteen")
The shuo wind shook the scholar's house, the frost was falling, and the solid ice was blowing on the temples. In the past I first moved. (Li Qi of Tang Dynasty, "Send Snow to Wang Ning in Young Master")
The north wind blows at the entrance of Chiting at night. (Tang Zhang said "Fenghesheng made warm soup to make the snow")
Loose Yu Xueqing. (Song Dynasty Wen Tianxiang's "One Hundred and Eighty")
The north wind is blowing. It's like a tangled towel under the snow. (Anonymous·"Ti Mei")
Meng Dong is cold. (Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Farewell to the Stove in the Felt Tent")
The cold wind blows my bones. The north wind breaks through the Antarctic, the cold wind enters the Yin Guan, and the cold wind wars and the drums sound. (Tang Lu Wen's "Meng Dong Pu Jing Guan He Pavilion")
The weather is cold and the color is green. I first suspected that the goddess had scattered flowers, shrinking gold and black feet, and the old man was afraid of the cold and closed his room during the day (Song Dynasty Lu You's "I went to Dongyuan to look for plum blossoms in the cold with Zitanzi Yu Yuanmin" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty)
The sky is cold, frosty and snowy , the snowflakes are just like poplar grains, and the north wind blows the skin coldly, as if it were three autumn days. (Song Lu You's "Song of Heavy Snow at Night")
The north wind blows the same clouds, and the suspended scenery moves around. ("Farewell to Dongda" by Gao Shi of the Tang Dynasty)
In the severe winter, the north wind is strong and lingering. The north wind blows the snow, and the north wind blows cold clothes. It is very spring on the plum blossom branches, and there is severe frost. My skin is not covered by cloth, and the snow is flying with the clouds. It is even colder in the caves of the Great Wall when drinking horses, and it is miserable to fly in the clouds. (Tang Cen Shen's "Tianshan Snow Song Sends Xiao Zhi Back to the Capital")
Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and a white sun. (Xue Guangyao of the Tang Dynasty, "Xianghe Song Ci·Midnight Winter Song")
Shuo Xuehan broke off his fingers. (Xue Ju of the Tang Dynasty, "Leaving Qingmen and going to the foot of Nanshan Mountain")
The cold wind blows the corner of the painting. (Tang Dynasty Seng Guanxiu's "Xianghe Song Ci·Bitter Cold Journey")
Pedestrians play with me in secluded places, how can they be so poisonous? The frost is thick and thick. ("Bitter Cold in the Village" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty)
In November at Jiangcheng Mountain Temple, the Zhufeng sun shone majestically, and the same cloud was so tragic. (Tang Dynasty Lu Rubi's "Four Seasons of Complaints with Li Xiucai in the Bianting Court")
Last night, the wind shook the earth. (Lu You of the Song Dynasty "I dreamed on the night of September 16th that the army garrisoned outside the river and sent envoys to summon the cities to surrender")
Remnant snow returns at dusk. Now I stop spinning. (Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty, "Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·A Journey to the Yulin")
The new wind is blowing in Chang'an, and the cold wind is tearing my jacket apart. (Bao Zhao, "Learning Ancient Poems" of the Southern and Northern Dynasties)
The snow-covered Yin Pond. The North Wind Mings the Thin Branches
3. Ancient poems describing sandstorms
1. Qijue·Sandstorm [Author] Zhang Jinghua The flourishing branches sway, the sand and dust rise, the waist and bow of the ancient tree move .
The leaves are broken, the flowers are broken, the root system is broken, and the fruit is scattered and scattered. 2. Qilu·Sandstorm [Author] Yunyi has not encountered a sandstorm for many years, and today it is rampant in the sky and the earth.
The green mountains in the distance are colorless, and the green willows beside the embankment are soulless. Who banishes demons and beasts, who forgets to close the gate of hell?
It has led to chaos and disaster for children and grandchildren in the peaceful and peaceful environment of Qingming Festival. 3. Qi Jue·Sandstorm [Author] The Wine-making Princess (1) Seven points of shame stains mink fur, half of madness can make a bullfight.
Playing with the spring cold and still wandering around, lightly and slowly smearing it all over the Huangqiu. (2) No matter which family falls in the Spring and Autumn Period, 30% of the rain will be yellow and 30% will be sand.
Clearly knowing that everyone hates you, you only teach yourself how to look beautiful without makeup. 4. Qijue: Sandstorm [Author] Yi Jia Yi is cold, frosty and misty, and the sky is dim and the earth is covered with dust.
The weather in the border areas is always like this. When will the vast wilderness see greenery? 5. Qijue·Sandstorm (Pingshui rhyme: Qiyang) [Author] Qisu 7k The dragon head was raised yesterday and now it is raised, and the sky is turned upside down and raised everywhere.
The rolling yellow sand covered the day, and the strong wind shook the sky and the earth. 6. Qi Jue·Sandstorm [Author] The billowing sand and dust in Gushang Anhui are rising, the sun is dark and cold, and the strong wind has snatched away the remains of hundreds of flowers.
The smog in the sky is gone, and the desert is a hell of yellow clouds. 8. Qi Jue·Sandstorm [Author] Liu Wenzhong The dust in the house is fishy outside the window, and the poem before the case becomes a dream.
The grandson goes to school with his waist bent, and the cattle and sheep do not go out from the pen. 9. Qijue·Sandstorm [Author] Guyan (Zhou Yan) There are thousands of miles of yellow clouds and thousands of miles of sand, and there is no one in the area.
The stars, the sun and the moon are all eclipsed, and all the lakes, seas, mountains and rivers are covered with veils. About the author: Zhou Yan, also known as Zhou Zhixing, pen name Guyan, nickname Nanliang Changhen.
Teacher at Yurun Town Central School, Ledu District, Haidong City, Qinghai Province. 10. Qijue·Sandstorm [Author] Sun Qing It was dark and yellow sand was rising on the ground, and the whole world was so hoarded that no one could find his home.
Dust storms, smog, and epidemics have plagued us year after year, and we can only regret what we have experienced in this life.
4. Ancient poems about sandstorms
Li Yi: Seeing the wind blowing and the sand swirling around, I lost sight of the grass growing for years. One spring, Li Yi, a frontier poet in the late Tang Dynasty, passed through the Pona Desert in Shaanxi Province. , happened to encounter a sandstorm, he fell in love with the scene and wrote a seven-character quatrain "Du Po Ne Sha": Du Po Ne Sha (Tang Dynasty) Li Yi saw the wind blowing and the sand swirling, and he couldn't help but grow grass over the years.
Mo Yan: When there is no spring in the north of the Great Wall, you will never know when spring will come. The sandstorm was originally a very scary scene, but the poet used the language of poetry to record a sandstorm he had personally experienced, and he wrote it very powerfully.
The first sentence "Seeing the wind blowing and the sand swirling", the high house can see the wind and the momentum is overwhelming. There is only one word "whirl", which shows the rapid and fierce force of the wind and sand. It is precisely because of such a shocking personal experience that the poet has the association of "the grass grows in time after years of neglect".
In this vast and misty sand moraine, I am afraid I will never see any vegetation growing. However, the poet has a broad mind and an optimistic nature. The next two sentences change the meaning of the poem: Please don't say that you can't see the blooming mountain flowers in Saibei. There will always be news of spring.
Yes, there is no winter that will not be overcome, and no sandstorm that will not dissipate. The bright spring will always come to the world.
Poems about flying sand and dust 1. Poems about sand and dust
The white sun disappeared on the plain. Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom. ("Bitter Cold Song" by Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty)
The north wind approaches the sea and the weather is clear. (Li Jing of the Tang Dynasty, "The Great Night in Chang'an")
The new wind blows the snow through the scars, and there is dust everywhere in the world. ("Winter Hunting" by Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty)
The auspicious snow brings cold wind, and the clear wind makes it even colder. (Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty "Drunk and arrogant to reward Xiao, the north wind is three feet of snow." (Han Dynasty "Anonymous" "Nineteen Ancient Poems")
The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and the plain snow and clouds fly, Xiao Xiao The north wind is strong, Zhu Hua is still alive, and the ice is on the river. (Wang Mian, Yuan Dynasty, "Meeting Friends")
The sky is shaking with dark clouds, and I am afraid that Magu will throw rice, and no one can fall. "Plum Blossoms No. 1" by Wang Mian in the Yuan Dynasty)
The wind blows fiercely on the ground ("North Wind Travel" by Liu Ji in the Ming Dynasty)
The north wind blows people down (Tang Dynasty). ·Bai Juyi's "Morning Congratulations on Snow to the People of Chenshan")
The fierce cold wind blows, and the severe frost withers the grass ("Send Sikong Fourteenth on a Northern Journey to Songzhou" by Zhang Nanshi of the Tang Dynasty)
>The cold clouds cover my scarf ("Warm Soup and Snow" by Li Longji of the Tang Dynasty)
The frozen dragons shrank in Nanpu, and the frozen clouds blurred the sky across the moon ("The Gift of Wine" by Yu Xin in the Southern and Northern Dynasties). "Poetry")
The metabolism of the four qi. The freezing clouds are clamoring against the snow, the wind is blowing at midnight, and the winter moon is vast. The trees in the city were knocked off the ears of the athletes, and the strong new wind cracked the ice. (Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty, "Ci Yun in the Snow, Reply to Liu Tiju")
Last night, the new wind blew down people, and the snowflakes were bright on the long sword. (Cao Cao of the Wei Dynasty, "Stepping out of Xiamen for a winter trip in October")
The north wind is as sharp as a sword, and the jade flowers are as deep as one foot. 》)
The wind blows the snow thousands of miles away, the narrow alleys cover the two doors, the cold wind blows through the long forest, and the thousands of flowers are withered ("Jizhou Road" by Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty)< /p>
Under the fine snow, the north wind blows bitterly, and the snow in the Tianshan Mountains becomes even thicker overnight ("Fa Tankou" by Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty)
In December, the north wind blows. There is a lot of sand and snow (Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty, "You should teach me about plum blossoms")
The north wind blows people, and the north wind blows people, and the north wind is called Kusang and Yin Erxielu")
Recalling the day of the twelfth lunar month yesterday. The Yin Guan square is closed, the dusk snow invades the clothes, and the Hutian is full of snow in August. ("The North Wind" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty)
The north wind blew outside the city, destroying the hearts of the strong men. The white snow suddenly dispersed. (Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Xianghe Song Ci: A Bitter Cold Journey in the Past")
North wind, north wind. ("Farewell Poems" by Anonymous, Han Dynasty)
Ten miles to the north, the ice is thick and the clear water flows. In the middle of the night, the sorrowful people go away, and the cold wind returns and breaks. Don't be like pitching. ("Seeking Friends" by Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty)
The thorny north wind blows people down. (Tang Qianqi's "Winter Night Inn")
On the Independence River. (Tang Cen Shen's "Bai Xuege Sends Judge Wu Back to the Capital")
Mengdong in October. (Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty, "Su Mei Qi Thirteen")
The shuo wind shook the scholar's house, the frost was falling, and the solid ice was blowing on the temples. In the past I first moved. (Li Qi of Tang Dynasty, "Send Snow to Wang Ning in Young Master")
The north wind blows at the entrance of Chiting at night. (Tang Zhang said "Fenghesheng made warm soup to make the snow")
Loose Yu Xueqing. (Song Dynasty Wen Tianxiang's "One Hundred and Eighty")
The north wind is blowing. It's like a tangled towel under the snow. (Anonymous·"Ti Mei")
Meng Dong is cold. (Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Farewell to the Stove in the Felt Tent")
The cold wind blows my bones. The north wind breaks through the Antarctic, the cold wind enters the Yin Guan, and the cold wind wars and the drums sound. (Tang Lu Wen's "Meng Dong Pu Jing Guan He Pavilion")
The weather is cold and the color is green.
I first suspected that the goddess had scattered flowers, shrinking gold and black feet, and the old man was afraid of the cold and closed his room during the day (Song Dynasty Lu You's "I went to Dongyuan to look for plum blossoms in the cold with Zitanzi Yu Yuanmin" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty)
The sky is cold, frosty and snowy , the snowflakes are just like poplar grains, and the north wind blows the skin coldly, as if it were three autumn days. (Song Lu You's "Song of Heavy Snow at Night")
The north wind blows the same clouds, and the suspended scenery moves around. ("Farewell to Dongda" by Gao Shi of the Tang Dynasty)
In the severe winter, the north wind is strong and lingering. The north wind blows the snow, and the north wind blows cold clothes. It is very spring on the plum blossom branches, and there is severe frost. My skin is not covered by cloth, and the snow is flying with the clouds. It is even colder in the caves of the Great Wall when drinking horses, and it is miserable to fly in the clouds. (Tang Cen Shen's "Tianshan Snow Song Sends Xiao Zhi Back to the Capital")
Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and a white sun. (Xue Guangyao of the Tang Dynasty, "Xianghe Song Ci·Midnight Winter Song")
Shuo Xuehan broke off his fingers. (Xue Ju of the Tang Dynasty, "Leaving Qingmen and going to the foot of Nanshan Mountain")
The cold wind blows the corner of the painting. (Tang Dynasty Seng Guanxiu's "Xianghe Song Ci·Bitter Cold Journey")
Pedestrians play with me in secluded places, how can they be so poisonous? The frost is thick and thick. ("Bitter Cold in the Village" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty)
In November at Jiangcheng Mountain Temple, the Zhufeng sun shone majestically, and the same cloud was so tragic. (Tang Dynasty Lu Rubi's "Four Seasons of Complaints with Li Xiucai in the Bianting Court")
Last night, the wind shook the earth. (Lu You of the Song Dynasty "I dreamed on the night of September 16th that the army garrisoned outside the river and sent envoys to summon the cities to surrender")
Remnant snow returns at dusk. Now I stop spinning. (Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty, "Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·A Journey to the Yulin")
The new wind is blowing in Chang'an, and the cold wind is tearing my jacket apart. (Bao Zhao, "Learning Ancient Poems" of the Southern and Northern Dynasties)
The snow-covered Yin Pond. The north wind sings the twigs
2. Poems about sandstorms
In the sandstorms of dog days, are you a mad dog,
Or a wild wolf? Or is it some kind of monster that escaped from a long time ago?
My sky was still so clear just now,
My sun was still so bright.
My brothers from the Qingtu Lake Painting and Calligraphy Club and I were still wandering by the Shiyang River, which flows smoothly.
We cook fish, we barbecue,
We sketch, we drink, we take photos and laugh.
But now, you are here as soon as you say,
You have turned my sky into a cloud of smoke,
You have turned my sun into a I don’t know where I went!
You turned my land into darkness,
You shook my village so that it lost its direction,
You blinded all our eyes. The diffuse becomes blind.
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What you are holding in your hand is the scorching sandstorm,
it is the long-lasting volcanic ash over Iceland,
Or is it Badain Jaran, which is surrounded by mud and sand?
Is what you are carrying in your arms the Indonesian tsunami,
the Wenchuan earthquake, or the 2012 disaster predictions that have been hyped up by everyone?
You are like thunder, like electricity, turning a kind of music upside down.
Performing it vividly and perfectly;
You are like crazy, like crazy, turning a kind of music upside down. It is inhumane,
The demons and ghosts are so angry that they can be seen at a glance.
You made me understand all at once what it means to be fierce and insidious
The desire to kill suddenly; you made me understand all at once what it means to be frightened and anxious. disturbed.
Now, what are you going to tear my hometown into?
Where are you going to throw my bird?
Do you want to drive away my cattle and sheep, or do you want to drive away my ideals?
Or do you want to drive away the hope of survival for my 300,000 people?
Three
I can only stare at the raging sandstorm,
Look at the greenhouses you have kept me safe,
Tear into pieces and hang on tree branches and telephone poles.
Look at you uprooting the ridges and ridges of mulch I just laid,
uprooting them and flying randomly like prayer flags.
I can only watch as you beat the crops that I am growing out of the ground to pieces and leave them in a mess;
I can only watch. I can see that you have destroyed my growing trees, leaving them with fallen leaves and jade bodies.
I can only watch as you turn my smoke-filled village into flames and ashes everywhere;
I can only watch Wait, you beat my simple and unpretentious fellow villagers until they screamed and burst into tears.
Now, I can only watch helplessly,
You are so murderous, on the land of my hometown,
Come and go as you please!
3. Poems describing the wind and sand
Changganxing
Li Bai
Get off the bus in the morning and evening and send the book home in advance.
It’s not far to meet each other, until the wind blows.
Wei Tie recorded events and watched General Cao's painting of horses
Du Fu
These are all riding on horseback against an enemy of ten thousand, and the desert is full of wind and sand.
Ancient Military Journey
Li Qi
During the day, he climbed the mountain to watch the beacon fire, and at dusk, he drank his horse by the river.
Pedestrians are fighting in the wind and sand, and Princess Pipa is full of resentments.
Comments by Wang Han
Two Poems from Liangzhou
A luminous cup of grape wine, I want to drink Pipa immediately.
Lord Grim is lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times?
The flowers and birds in the Qin Dynasty have already stopped, and the wind and sand outside the Great Wall are still cold.
Listening to Hujia breaking willow trees at night reminds people of Chang'an.
Li Bai
Ancient style
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In the past, I left Yanmen Pass, but now I am in front of Longting.
The sun is shaking with the sand and the sea, and the flying snow is confusing the sky.
The lice give birth to tigers and hawks, and the heart and soul are in chaos.
Hard work is not rewarded, and loyalty is hard to declare.
Who can pity General Li Fei? His head is white and has three sides.
……
Haike has been gone for a long time, who can guess Shen Ming.
Hu Guanrao is windy and sandy, but the desolation has lasted forever.
The trees are falling and the grass is turning yellow. I climb high to look at the soldiers and captives.
The deserted city is empty, and the border towns are completely blocked.
The white bones are covered with thousands of frosts, and the rugged mountains cover the hazelnut trees.
May I ask who is torturing? The genius is poisonous and powerful.
I am so angry that I, the Holy Emperor, work hard as a teacher.
Yanghe turns into murderous spirit, causing anger in the middle earth.
……
The sand is like a dirty pearl, and the grass is so lonely.
……
The princes are like the stars and the moon, and the guests are like them
Comments by Li Bai
Song of Harmony·Gongwu Crossing the River
The Yellow River comes from the west to conquer Kunlun, roaring thousands of miles away and touching the Dragon Gate.
The waves surged into the sky, Yao lamented, Yu the Great managed hundreds of rivers, and the children cried but did not peek at home.
Killing the turbulence and drowning the flood, silkworms and hemp began to bloom in Kyushu.
The harm will be gone.
Confused by the wind and sand, the old man was mad and crazy.
The runoff in the early morning is ridiculed, but others do not hesitate to stop it, and the public has no intention of crossing the river.
The tiger can be fought, but the river is difficult to rely on. The male fruit drowns in the Mekong River, and there are long whales with white teeth like snow-capped mountains.
Gonghu, Gonghu, hangs his bones in it, and the sorrow of Konghou is not returned.
Comments by Wang Lie
Two pieces of music on the plug
Beauty grows old and beautiful every year, and sand moraine lies in iron clothes every year.
Spring has not arrived in Baicao City, and wild geese are flying above the yellow flower garrison.
The lonely city faces the garrison in the evening, and returns to the Qingming Wanren Mountain.
A bright mirror does not need to grow gray hair, the wind and sand will dissolve the old beauty.
Comments by Li Qi
Going to the Army in Ancient Times
During the day, I climbed the mountain to watch the beacon fire, and at dusk, I drank my horse by the river.
Pedestrians are fighting in the wind and sand, and Princess Pipa is full of resentments.
There are no city walls in the wild clouds, and rain and snow cover the desert one after another.
Hu Yan flew away every night crying, and Hu Er shed tears.
If you hear that the jade gate is still covered, you should throw your life away.
Every year the bones of battles are buried outside, but it is rare to see sweet apples entering the Han family.
4. Words and sentences describing sandstorms
With the improvement of the quality of life, people pay more and more attention to the natural environment.
In particular, the dust storms at the turn of the century attracted great attention. This is not only because sandstorms are highly frequent and violent, but also have a wide impact. In addition to northwest and northern China, they also affect southwestern Heilongjiang, Huanghuai and other places.
In particular, several sandstorms that swept through Beijing in 2001 were shockingly violent, causing more than 1,200 flight delays within five days, and even people missing in the sandstorms. As a result, people exclaimed: "Beijing's spring can only dance with dust!" Experts initially speculated that our country may have entered a new round of frequent dust outbreaks.
After reviewing the data since 300 AD, we found that there were five major periods of frequent sand and dust events in northern my country, each lasting about 90 to 100 years. The two most recent ones occurred in AD 1610-1700 and 1820-1891 respectively. The two cycles were also nearly a hundred years apart, and now it is exactly a hundred years since the last cycle.
Meteorological experts believe that a new round of frequent dust outbreaks may be coming. It can be seen that sandstorms have been a common natural disaster in northern my country since ancient times.
According to research on ancient ivory fossils, as early as hundreds of thousands of years ago, there was the shadow of sandstorms in the Nanjing area! Don’t look into scientific and technological literature. There are many descriptions and records of sandstorms in ancient Chinese poetry. One spring, Li Yi, a frontier poet in the late Tang Dynasty, crossed the PoNe Desert in Shaanxi Province and encountered a sandstorm. He wrote a quatrain in "Du PoNe Sand": Seeing the wind blowing and the sand swirling and moving, I lost track of the time for grass to grow over the years.
Mo Yan: When there is no spring in the north of the Great Wall, you will never know when spring will come. The poet used the language of poetry to record a sandstorm he had personally experienced.
The first sentence "Seeing the wind blowing and the sand swirling and moving", the high house can see the wind and the momentum is overwhelming. There is only one word "whirl", which shows the fierceness of the wind and sand.
It is precisely because of such a shocking personal experience that the poet has the association of "the grass grows over the years". I am afraid that I will never see the grass growing on this vast sand moraine.
However, the poet has a broad mind and an optimistic nature. In the next two sentences, the poetic meaning changes: Please don't say that we can't see the blooming mountain flowers in Saibei, there will always be news of spring. In the early autumn of the fourth year of Xuanhe of the Song Dynasty (1122), Chen Yuyi, a professor of imperial studies at Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty and a doctor of Taixue, came from Luoyang Jingzhongmou to Kaifeng, the capital, to give lectures. The autumn breeze brought coolness, which made people feel uncomfortable.
Unexpectedly, he encountered a sandstorm. He was very upset and wrote two quatrains from "Zhongmou Daozhong". One of them goes: Willows recruit people without waiting for a matchmaker, and dragonflies approach horses and they suddenly guess each other. How to make an appointment with the cool breeze without letting the sand and dust come with it.
The poet went to his post on horseback. Along the way, the autumn wind blew and the willows hugged; dragonflies flew around in the air. They just flew close to the horse and wanted to rest on the horse's back, but they were afraid of the horse's big body. The tail quickly flew away again, just like a vibrant early autumn painting. What's terrible is that a sandstorm suddenly blew up, making people unable to open their eyes. It was really disappointing.
It would be great if we could make an "appointment" with nature and tell the dust not to come with the cool breeze. Let us extend the lens to ancient times and see what it was like back then.
As far back as the Jin Dynasty, Lu Ji used his poetry to leave us precious historical materials about the harm caused by sand and dust. He wrote in "Poems for Gu Yanxian's Wife": "Jingluo is full of wind and dust, and the plain clothes turn into silk."
The Jin Dynasty made Luoyang the capital, and the "Jingluo" here is Luoyang. These two poems say that there is a lot of dust in Luoyang, and it is terrible. When the dust comes, all the white clothes are dyed into black.
This is not only an exaggeration of poetic language, but also a true portrayal of the raging sandstorm. Shen Kuo, a scholar of science in the Song Dynasty, wrote in his book "Mengxi Bi Tan" that he discovered "petroleum" during his inspection in Yan'an. He said that this substance "is quite like pure lacquer, and burns like hemp, but the smoke is so thick that all the tents it touches are black." .
He specially wrote a poem in "Poetry of Yanzhou": It is snowing heavily in Erlang Mountain, and people in Xuanzhuo Qionglu learn from Sai. Even though the plain clothes are gone, winter is still young, and the stone smoke is as thick as Luoyang dust.
The common people burned petroleum, emitting thick black smoke and dyeing their white clothes into black, which was disgusting. It was not a good metaphor to use. The poet chose to use Lu Ji's poem to "Luoyang". "dust" is a metaphor for "stone smoke". It can be seen that sandstorms have a profound impact on people's lives.
Sandstorms are hateful, but not terrible. The key lies in the country paying attention to them and adopting effective national policies to prevent and control desertification. The central government has put forward the "Scientific Outlook on Development", implemented a planned "fallow" policy in western my country, and issued a call to "rebuild the beautiful mountains and rivers."
I was so happy that I wrote a poem happily: The development momentum of Western Xinjiang is astonishing, and hundreds of millions of people cannot get off their saddles. Thanks to the new fallow policy, you can see the mountains and rivers dyed green.