1. Poems about the grassland.
1. "Farewell to the Ancient Grassland"
[Tang Dynasty] Bai Juyi
Lili The grass on the original ground 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.
Translation
The grass on the long plain is so lush. Every autumn and winter, the grass turns yellow and becomes thicker in spring.
The ruthless wildfires can only burn away the dry leaves, but the spring breeze blows the earth green again.
Wild grasses and flowers are spreading and submerging the ancient road. Under the bright sun, the end of the grassland is your journey.
Once again I bid farewell to a close friend, and the lush green grass represents my deep affection.
2. "Spring Outing at Fengle Pavilion Part 3"
[Song Dynasty] Ouyang Xiu
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.
Translation
The trees are full of red flowers, the green mountains are faintly visible, and the sun has turned to the west. In the vast countryside, the grass is green and the edges are invisible.
People on spring outings are very interested, no matter how spring is about to end. In front of Fengle Pavilion, people were coming and going, and fallen flowers were everywhere.
3. "Long Night Travel"
[Tang Dynasty] Du Fu
The fine grass and gentle breeze on the shore, the dangerous raft of the boat alone at night.
The stars hang down over the vast plains, and the moon surges across the river.
It’s not like writing articles, officials should retire due to old age and illness.
What does Piao Piao look like? There is a sandy gull in the sky and the earth.
Translation
The gentle breeze was blowing the fine grass on the river bank, and the boat with the tall mast was moored alone at night.
The stars hang in the sky, the plains look wide; the moonlight surges with the waves, and the river rolls eastward.
Am I famous for my articles? If you are old and sick, you should retire from office.
What does it look like to be wandering around? Like a lonely sand gull between heaven and earth.
4. "Chile Song"
[Southern and Northern Dynasties] Anonymous
Chilechuan, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain. The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields.
The sky is blue and the fields are vast. Cows and sheep can be seen in the windblown grass.
Translation
The vast Chile Plain is just under the Qianli Yin Mountain. The sky is like a dome tent, vast and boundless, covering the surrounding wilderness.
The sky is blue and the wilderness is vast. The wind blows and the pastures are low, revealing the many cattle and sheep that were originally hidden in the grass.
5. "Coming out of the Fortress"
[Tang Dynasty] Wang Wei
Outside the city of Juyan, hunting geniuses, white grass and mountains are burning.
Driving horses when the dusk clouds clear the moraine, it is good to shoot vultures 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 Huo Yao a prostitute.
Translation
Outside the city of Juyan, barbarians were hunting, and white grass was burning all over the sky.
Horses gallop in the vast desert under dusk clouds, and the vast plains in autumn are perfect for shooting eagles.
Protecting Qiang Xiaowei held his position and boarded the barrier, and General Polu bravely attacked to cross the Liao River at night.
The sword inlaid with jade, the bow decorated with horns, and the war horse wearing a beaded headband, the court will give to the victorious general: as brave as Huo Yao of the Han Dynasty. 2. Ancient poems about spring grass
Ancient poems about grass
1. "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
North of Gushan Temple and west of Jiating, The water is initially flat and the clouds are low. In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves. My favorite part of the lake is the east side of the lake, where the green poplar trees shade the white sand embankment.
2. "Quequatrains" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The rivers and mountains are beautiful in Chiri, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass. The mud melts and swallows fly, and the sand is warm and mandarin ducks sleep.
3. "Village Residence" Gao Ding, Qing Dynasty
The grass is long and the orioles are flying in the February sky, and the willows are brushing against the embankment intoxicated by the spring smoke. The children came back early from school and were busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly kites.
4. "Early Spring Presents Outside Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water" 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 there is no grass up close. The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.
5. "Farewell to the Ancient Grass in Fude" 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.
6. "Chuzhou West Stream" by Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty
There is a lonely grass growing beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. The spring tide brings rain in a hurry, and there is no boat crossing the wild crossing.
7. "Late Spring" [Tang Dynasty] Han Yu
The grass and trees know that spring will soon return, and all kinds of red and purple compete with each other. The poplars and elm pods have no talent and thoughts, but they can only solve the problem of snow flying all over the sky.
8. "Farewell in the Mountains" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Let's see each other off in the mountains, and the sunset will cover the firewood. The spring grass will be green next year, will the king and grandson return?
9. "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields" by Tao Yuanming in the Wei and Jin Dynasties
Tao Yuanming planted beans at the foot of the southern mountain, where the grass was thick and the bean seedlings were sparse. I wake up in the morning to sort out the wasteland and filth, and return with a hoe in the moonlight. The road is narrow, the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes. I don’t regret the stain on my clothes, but my wish is true.
10. "Children's Fishing" (Tang Dynasty) Hu Linngneng
A child with unkempt hair is learning to fish, sitting sideways on the strawberry grass. Passers-by asked and waved, fearing that they would be frightened and ignored. 3. Ancient poems about the grassland
Ancient poems about the grassland:
1. The setting sun cannot be seen, and the hills and trees are all dyed yellow. Don't forget that the old cow is returning.
Full, the shepherd is burning incense under the stove. ——"Prairie Poems"
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, a horse flies and sings to drunken the night. ——"Prairie Poetry"
3. The fine grass and gentle breeze on the shore, the dangerous raft of the boat alone at night. The stars hang down on the plains and the fields are vast, and the moon surges over the river
. How can it be said that the official who wrote the article should retire due to old age and illness! Piaopiao is not like a piece of sand in the sky and earth, gull! ——Du Fu
"Expressing Feelings on a Night Journey"
4. The yellow carpet quietly changes to the green flat, and the ancient plains are speechless to express the sound of autumn. The horse's hooves trample the setting sun into pieces. I lie down and sing Aobao until the moon shines. ——"Prairie Poems"
5. The grass in the river is green and the sound of water around the house is like being at home. I am disappointed that the beauty is not holding my hands
and there are several more flowers growing on the east wall. ——Cao Ye's "Send to Liu Jia"
6. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, but the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most beautiful place is the spring of a year, which is better than the smoke and willows all over the imperial capital. ——Han Yu's "Early Spring Rain"
7. Why do people think that true words and false accusations are false accusations when the plumage is deep? Depending on each other, blessings and misfortunes will follow you.
There will be no misfortune or misfortune. The crows are noisy in the trees, but there is no last song, and the crows are crows and the moon is falling. Popularity and purity
Elegance is difficult to determine, but great wisdom is as great as foolishness. ——Qilu "Crow and Saibei Grass"
8. When the west wind comes, the sinews and horns are strong, bearing the dew of herding horses and the cold water and grass. It's a pity that the nine bends of the Yellow River are gone. ——Bao Rong's "Shanghai Xing"
9. Wild grass and flowers beside the Suzaku 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. ——Liu Yuxi's "Woyi Lane" 4. Are there any poems about spring in the grassland?
Isn't it the simplest way to grow grass in Liliyuan?
Bai Juyi's gift of ancient grass to say goodbye.
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There are vines in the wild
The sorrowful clouds and desires are boundless.
In front of the Independence Lake, the breeze blew slowly, causing waves to rise, which made me feel moved. Admire the creation of nature and marvel at the infiniteness of the universe. In the vast expanse, what are people for?
Stepping gently on the vines that are as soft as a river of smoke willows, the moist feeling soaks my feet, slowly seeps into my soul, and melts my heart. Or sit by the lake and enjoy the coolness with your feet, or lie in the grass, looking through the gaps between the grass blades, looking for a ray of leisure in the blue sky, and saying hello to the white clouds that occasionally pass by. . Don't pay attention to the willows that are posing in the breeze. Perhaps only the fish will tease each other with them, but they will only touch the shadow of the willows.
There are creeping grasses in the wild, with little dew.
There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful.
We meet each other by chance, just as I wish.
The spring grass is green and the dewdrops are crystal clear. Thousands of years of soft chanting have flowed through time, passing through the years, walking smoothly from the Book of Songs to my dream. Holding the water and the moon in your hands, your clothes are filled with the fragrance of flowers. With a gentle heart, you can still appreciate the fragrance of reincarnation even if you are walking on the road covered with fallen leaves. 5. What are the poems describing the prairie?
1. "Out of the Fortress" written by Wang Wei of Tang Dynasty
Outside the city of Juyan, he was hunting prodigies, and the white grass was 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. 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.
2. "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 come and go in front of the pavilion regardless of whether they are young or old.
3. "Traveling Upward from the Fortress" by Bao Rong of the Tang Dynasty
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.
"Out of the Fortress": Barbarians are hunting outside Juyan City, and white grass is burning all over the sky.
Horses gallop in the vast desert under dusk clouds, and the vast plains in autumn are perfect for shooting eagles.
Protecting Qiang Xiaowei held his position and boarded the barrier, and General Polu bravely attacked to cross the Liao River at night.
The sword inlaid with jade, the bow decorated with horns, and the war horse wearing a beaded headband, the court will give to the victorious general: as brave as Huo Yao of the Han Dynasty.
"Spring Outing at Fengle Pavilion": The trees are full of red flowers, the green mountains are faintly visible, and the sun has turned to the west. In the vast countryside, the grass is green and the edges are invisible. People on spring outings are very interested, no matter how spring is about to end. In front of Fengle Pavilion, people were coming and going, and fallen flowers were everywhere.
"Traveling to the Fortress": The westerly wind in Bao Rong is very cold at this time, and the water plants in Chenglu Muma are very cold. There were only a few felt tents here and there, but no sign of the barbarians. 6. Ancient poems about the grassland
Ancient poems about the grassland: 1. The setting sun cannot be seen, and the hills and trees are all dyed yellow.
There is no way that the old cow has returned to be full, and the herdsman is burning incense under the stove. ——"Prairie Poems" 2. The blue sky is getting higher and higher day by day, and the jade dragon is winding and enchanting.
Sheep are grazing in the boundless greenery, and a horse is flying and singing in the dark night. ——"Prairie Poems" 3. The fine grass and gentle breeze on the shore, the dangerous raft of the boat alone at night.
The stars hang down over the vast plains, and the moon surges across the river. How can it be said that the official who wrote the article should retire due to old age and illness! Piaopiao is not like a piece of sand in the sky and earth, gull! ——Du Fu's "Walking at Night" 4. 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 and singing Aobao waiting for the moon to shine. ——"Prairie Poems" 5. The green grass curls up in the river, and the sound of water flowing around the house feels like home.
I hope that the beauties will not join hands, and there will be a few flowers on the east wall. ——Cao Ye's "Send to Liu Jia" 6. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, but 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. ——Han Yu's "Early Spring Rain" 7. Why do people dislike true words and slanders when they are so deep in color? Depending on each other, blessings and misfortunes will follow you, and there will be no undue disasters or misfortunes.
The crows are noisy and the trees are low, but there is no last song. 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.
——Qilu "Crow and Saibei Grass" 8. When the west wind comes, the sinews and horns are strong, and the dew herding horses and water 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.
——Bao Rong's "Shangzhangxing" 9. Wild grass and flowers beside the Suzaku 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.
——Liu Yuxi's "Woyi Lane".
7. Modern poems related to the grassland
Chapter 1: Dreaming back to the grassland
Author: Grassland Feige
I am nostalgic
Beautiful grassland, vast grassland
There are
Beautiful yurts
Sweet milk tea
Feel at home
I like
the green grassland in spring
There are
honest herdsmen
beautiful girls
Hospitality
I love
the fresh grassland in summer
where there are
white sheep
Blue sky
White clouds
I love
The crisp autumn grassland
There are
fat Fat horse
Elegant rider
Free and easy
My beloved
Snowy grassland in winter
There
fertile land
playing children
breeding hope
I long for
beautiful Grassland, vast grassland
There
Endless as far as the eye can see
Fascinating
Chapter 2: The grassland remains
Author: Prairie Lark
From morning to night
That herd of cattle
is like a still life in a landscape painting
Day after day One day
The only thing that changes is the clouds in the sky
The most beautiful time of the year
Being eaten bit by bit
The grassland remains the same
The years are still the same
Chapter 3: That mesmerizing grassland
Author: Depressed Wolf
How many times have I begged
Leave your strongest arms in my memory
The wildness passing over the horse's back
Leave Baiyun's most caring femininity
Listen to the roar that comes and goes
My thoughts seem to be out of control
Running in your state of mind that has been deserted for a hundred years
The eyes of the horse hoof
The passion I long for will shine through
The flowing hair and the free mane
blend into the most romantic picture
Accompanied by the clearest singing voice of the shepherd
A section of the road that I had forgotten when I missed you
Maybe
deep in the white clouds
Resting my dried love
Still flowing with my withered emotion
The carved saddle
echoes the infatuation we have longed for for too long. Forgetfulness and confusion
The moment I wake up from the dream
I am in your broad and thick arms
My heart has fallen asleep 8. Poems describing Mongolian spring
(1)
The yellow carpet quietly changes to the green lawn, and the ancient plains are speechless to express the sound of autumn.
The setting sun is broken by the horse's hooves, lying down and singing Aobao waiting for the moon to shine.
< p> (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 grazing, and a horse flies singing to drunken the night.
(3)
The setting sun cannot be seen, and the hills and trees are all stained with yellow.
Don’t forget that the old cow has returned to eat, and the shepherd is burning incense under the stove.
Attached is a poem on the northern grassland of the Fortress
The true words will arouse public suspicion, and the black color will attract slander.
Foreknowing blessings and disasters, and diligently repaying them, but being wronged by wisdom and stupidity.
Holding meat in one's mouth and singing songs will leave a laughing stock; throwing stones and drinking water will make a good legend.
Let him leave the praise and blame, but the branches will still speak freely.