Summer Poems About Grassland 1. Describing Summer Grassland Poems Ancient Poetry
"Cile Song" North and South Nameless
Cile River, under the Yinshan Mountain. The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields.
The sky is pale, the field is vast, the wind blows the grass low to see the cattle and sheep
Walking on the Plateau" by Bao Sol, a Tang dynasty poet
The west wind is strong, and the dew is cold, and the water and grass are cold.
Poor Yellow River, the nine bends of the river are over, and there is no shadow of Hu in the felt pavilion.
The blue sky is boundless and the horses are flying, and the boy's whip is ringing with the pastoral song. The girl's dancing skirt is happy, and the bonfire is drunk with the evening sun.
The grass is green and the willows are thick, and the jade pot is full of wine. The song is so loud and clear that it goes with the wind, and you know how many times you have to go through the mountains.
The sky is getting taller and taller, and the Jade Dragon is enchanting. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
A river of grass color green curls, around the house water sound like home. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
2. Poems about the grassland
Ancient Poetry - Lefu - (Cilechuan) Cilechuan, under the Yinshan Mountain.
The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields. The sky is pale, the field is vast, and the wind blows in the morning to see the cows and sheep.
Modern Poetry Prairie Wen/Wang Weike You undulate into a posture of tender green expression delicate skin to welcome the call of life and Tengri, the favor of heaven and the coffins of the vast expanse of geography, so that the free blood into the body, clean body and mind of the unrestrained soul I am in the oppressive emptiness of the city to feel and aspire to the self-esteem of your you are the most beautiful scenery in my heart I hope that one day your limbs will be able to move in all directions, and the wind is low to see the cows and goats. How I hope that one day your limbs will spread out in all directions, that the hope of life will swallow the bad effects of sandstorms, that the vast territory of sturdy horses, the clear water of springs, the beauty of wildflowers, the swaying of reeds, the flying of swans, the fattening of flocks of sheep, the simplicity of shepherds, the richness of horse's milk, the deliciousness of meat, the primitive state of the world will continue, and the purity of the hearts of the world will flourish, and that you will be a gift of God's goodness, and that sinful mankind will poison you with ignorance, and you will be a paradise in the eyes of the lost. You are the paradise in the eyes of the lost The cruel reality ruthlessly destroys you Your fountain has become muddy and dirty Your face has become haggard and yellow Who buried your beauty foolishly You are now lost in my eyes Mournful eyes can only look at the old imaginations Numb human beings have lost their conscience Human beings with insatiable desires Do you really want to be buried by the rolling sands one day? What happened to you saddens me. Since I was a child, I've seen the phrase "the sky is vast, the wild is vast, the wind blows the grass and you see cattle and sheep". This once had a bad influence, making people afraid to go to the north.
This time, I saw the grassland. The sky there is more lovely than elsewhere, the air is so fresh, the sky is so clear, so I always want to sing a song to express my happiness.
Beneath the sky was a thousand miles of blue, and not vast. There are hills on all sides, and the flat land is green, and so are the hills.
The sheep went up the hill and came down again, embroidering the boundless green carpet with white flowers wherever they went. The lines of those hills are so soft, like a boneless painting, only rendered in green, not outlined with a brush, so, everywhere, the green color wants to flow, gently into the clouds.
This realm, both make people marvel, but also called people comfortable, both want to stand for a long time to look around, but also want to sit down and whisper a strange little poem. In this realm, even horses and cattle are sometimes still standing, as if recalling the infinite joy of the grassland.
Purple plug, purple plug, who said? This is a world of emerald. Even Jiangnan may not have such a view ah! We visited the pastoral commune of Chenbalhu Banner.
The car traveled one hundred and fifty miles to reach the destination.
The car traveled one hundred and fifty miles to reach the destination.
A hundred and fifty miles further on, it's still grassland.
The first time I saw a car, I saw it in the middle of the street.
The first into the grassland, can not hear a little sound, can not see anything, in addition to some of the sudden fly down the bird. After walking for a long time, far away from the meandering, bright as glass a band.
River! Cattle and sheep more up, also saw the herd of horses, faintly the light sound of the whip. Almost there, almost to the commune.
Suddenly, like being blown by a gust of wind, a group of horses appeared on the far hill, men, women and children on the horse wearing various colors of clothing, horses galloped, lapel fluttered and danced, like a rainbow flew over to us. This is the master came dozens of miles away to welcome the distant guests.
Seeing us, the masters immediately turn the horse head, cheering, galloping, in the car around and in front of the lead. Silent grassland, lively: cheers, car sound, hoof beats, resounded into a piece.
The car, the horse flew over the hill, saw a few yurts. Outside the yurt, many horses, many cars.
There were a lot of people, all coming from dozens of miles away to see us by horse or by car. We asked a female dancer from Hailar to translate for us.
She had a beautiful name - Crystal Flower. She was from Chenqi, the Ewenki people.
The hosts dismounted and we got out of the car. I don't know whose hand it was, but it was always hot to hold, and the grip would not be broken.
We don't need to use the crystal flower comrade to give the translation. We all have different languages, but the heart is the same.
Shaking hands again and again, laughing again. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes and boots! The first thing you need to do is to get into the yurt.
Milk tea on the pour, milk tofu on the set, hosts and guests are sitting cross-legged, who are polite, who are so intimate, not at all constrained. The first time I saw this, I was able to see the whole world, and I was able to see the whole world, and I was able to see the whole world, and I was able to see the whole world.
The cadres of the commune toasted to us, and the seventy-year-old man toasted to us.
These are the first time I've ever seen a man who has been in a position to do something like this.
At this time the Ewenki girls, wearing pointed hats, both generous, and a little shy, to sing folk songs to the guests. Our fellow singers also rushed to sing.
The song seems to be louder than any language, are more touching, no matter what is sung, the listener will always smile. After the meal, the boys performed horse lassoing and wrestling, and the girls performed folk dances.
The guests also danced, sang, and wanted to ride a Mongolian horse. The sun was already in the west, and no one wanted to leave.
Yes! The Mongolian and Chinese love can not bear to say goodbye, the end of the world, the blue grass to talk about the sun! The life of the people changed, everything on the grassland also changed. Take the yurt say it, once upon a time every called for felt hut, today but changed, is made of wood and grass poles, for the summer to live with cool, to the winter and then modified.
Look at the horses, both short and compact Mongolian horses, there are also tall new breed of three horses. These big horses are so decent that they remind you of the words "Dragon Horse Spirit", and you want to ride them for miles and miles.
The cow has also changed its breed, some weighing a thousand pounds, and its udder is like a small tank. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty! It's not a big deal.
Sheep in both the original big-tailed sheep, but also added a new species of short-tailed fine wool sheep, the former meat, the latter good wool. Yes, the two prosperous, is one of the new weather on the grassland.
In October 13, 1961 "People's Daily".
3. Poems about the grassland
Ancient poems about the grassland:
1. The slanting sun is not witnessed to see the slanting sun, and the mountain packs and forests are all dyed yellow. Do not say that the old cattle return to
full, the shepherd's stove is under the incense.
2. The sky is getting higher and higher, and the Jade Dragon is enchanting itself. The boundless green emerald with sheep
Shepherd, a horse flying song drunken blue night. The stars are in the sky, and the moon is in the river
. I'm not sure if the name is an article or not, but I'm not sure if I'm an old man or a sick man! I'm not sure what I'm talking about, but I'm not sure what I'm talking about, and I'm not sure what I'm talking about!
Du
Fu, "The Night of the Traveler"
4. The yellow carpet was quietly replaced by a green carpet, and the ancient plains had no words to explain the sound of autumn. The horse's hooves have broken the setting sun
, and I am lying down to sing in Ovoo to wait for the moon to shine. I am disappointed that the beauty of the world is not with me
Hands off, but there are a few more flowers on the east side of the wall. --Cao Ye's "Send Liu Gao"
6, the sky street drizzle moist as crispy, the color of grass in the distance but no. The most year spring is good. It's the best time of the year for spring
, and it's better than the willows and smokes that fill the capital.
The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was in the middle of a long journey. The first thing I'd like to say is that I don't know what to say, but I'd like to say that I don't know what to say.
It is difficult to determine the style and elegance of the world, and the wise as the foolish are the great sages.
8, the west wind should be time sinews and horns firm, bearing dew pasture horse water grass cold. I pity the Yellow River for its nine bends
, and the felt pavilion for the fall of the Hu without a shadow. --Bao Sol's Walking on the Seaside
9. The wild grasses by the Vermilion Bird Bridge and the setting sun at the mouth of Wuyi Lane are all in a slant. In the old days, the swallows in front of the hall of Wang Xie flew into the homes of the common people. --Liu Yuxi's "Wuyi Lane"
4. Sentences describing the beautiful grassland
Sentences describing the beautiful grassland
1. I couldn't bear to step on the fat grass under my feet and drove the sheep to the grassland. This vast sprawling grassland how beautiful ah, everywhere is eye-catching green; here the prairie sky how beautiful ah, to the blue as the background color of the sky covered with a few languid white clouds, blue with white sky is really beautiful!
2, at this time, the prairie is covered with golden silence, the distant mountains covered with the colorful clothes of the evening sun, that day the edge of the buttermilk white clouds, but also become a flame like bright red, the grass waves subsided, the pastoral return to the herd of cows and sheep from the distant prairie; only those who do not return at night also return to the camel herds, is still in the Willow Woods near the lake roaming around, the entire prairie a look of peace and tranquility.
3, the terrain is flat and vast, in the distance there is a slight undulation, the whole earth is covered with green grass, like a thick carpet, in the blue sky, it looks extraordinarily fresh.
4, the beauty of the grassland a blue thousand miles of grassland scenery, the melodious sound of the horse-head fiddle, fragrant milk tea, simple and high-pitched Mongolian folk songs, hospitable Mongolian compatriots ...... steeds in the Mercedes-Benz, herdsmen singing, that grassland, small flowers, cows and sheep, steeds, shepherds, constitutes a picture of great beauty. Beautiful sentences describing the grassland.
5, the summer grassland green grass, take a deep breath, fragrant grass flavor comes to the nose, let a person's heart and soul, as intoxicated. Cattle, horses and sheep roaming in the grassland, the wind blowing grass, forming a picturesque scene, as the Northern Dynasties folk song "sky pale, wild, wind-blown grass low see cattle and sheep"! Riding on horseback, leisurely, as if entering the paradise.
6, summer, after a heavy rain, a variety of flowers on the grassland, overnight are blooming smile. That white as snow, pink as Xia, red like fire, yellow wins gold, the entire grassland like a colorful garden, causing butterflies and bees in the flowers in the wild song and dance. Yo, Sa Rilang flower also opened, it's five thin red petals bent downward, like a red lantern. At this time, I and my buddies held up a handful of Sazhiran flowers in the grassland play, Sazhiran flowers are like a never-extinguished torch jumping in the grassland.
7, the grassland wind in each different season with a different charm, the end of July is the most beautiful season of the grassland, ask is also the most people happy, it is not like the winter wind so harsh, more like the wind in the fall so dry; it is beautiful, in that it blew green everything, blowing wildflowers, the deep grass from the breeze from the shaking, so graceful, full of charm; it is gentle, it swims through the deep lake, the grass, the grass, the grass, the grass, the grass, the grass, the grass, the grass, the grass, the grass, the grass, the grass, the grass, the grass and the grass, the grass, the grass and the grass. It swims through the deep lake, set off a burst of microwaves, in the sunlight flashing silver, blue water printed with the blue sky, the blue sky lined with blue water, the kind of sky even the water tail water even the sky of that kind of picture, just like in the sky mirror to swim, at ease, freewheeling ......
8, in the depths of the grassland, there are white flocks of sheep in the leisurely eating grass, like scattered in the grassland. The first is that the first is a pearl scattered on the grassland. The beautiful sentence describing the grassland.
9, in this vast green wilderness, there are wildflowers, meadows, forests, slopes, hills, rivers and snowy mountains. Nalati, worthy of the beautiful and colorful "air grassland"!
10, along the hillside circling up, the mountains are unknown wildflowers, colorful, beautiful. The entire hillside as a flower carpet stretched out at the foot of the unfolding. The mountain range lures you to keep moving forward, because every time you think you have climbed to the highest peak, only to realize that a mountain in front of you is even higher than a mountain.
11, spring rain lightly sprinkled, grass buds, the earth green color. White mushroom-like yurts dotted in the green grassland like a carpet, especially eye-catching. Listen, the shepherd girl's melodious song echoed on the grassland. Look, horses gallop, cattle and sheep flock. Look, spring flowers from sleep, it woke up in the slight spring breeze desperately shaking branches and leaves, shaking, shaking, shaking out a small golden yellow flowers, accompanied by grass, just like a huge emerald embedded in a bit of gold. The whole grassland is picturesque.
12, just stepped into the grassland, I y in love with this beautiful prairie, where the air is fresh, no city noise and sirens. Looking around, the green grassland, fat and strong cattle and sheep, ponies grazing on the ground, shepherds waving their whips, singing a long melodious Mongolian tune, listening to listen, so that I entered a wonderful reverie ...... and so I came back to God, in front of me is a yurt, which is like a star dotted in the vast grassland.
13, a wind blew, grass in the wind dance, one after another, standing in the vast Hulunbeier prairie, feel that I am also a grass, wearing a beautiful green dance dress, dancing in the wind, not only I a plant, this piece of grass on the grassland are dancing.
14, the grassland has cattle and horses in groups, grassland a horse, and broad and flat, tender green grassland covered the earth, as if the earth put on a green dress.
15, the blue sky, the white clouds, the green grass, the splendid flowers, the wind flying around the song, the horse galloping figure ...... imagined that all is wonderful, as if the dream of the grassland is the world of hard to find the peach source. The soul of the grassland dream lies in her beauty and freedom, the grassland can let me be fascinated by, is also in this.
16, the night, starry, bright moonlight on the grassland, a quiet world, the evening wind gently blew, the grass wave with the wind undulation, seems to be extraordinarily cozy.
5. And the grassland related verses modern poetry
Part 1: Dreaming of the grassland
Author: Grassland Flying Song
I am fond of
the beautiful grassland, the vast grassland
where there are
beautiful yurts
sweet tea
guest at home
I
The green grassland in the spring
where there are
simple herdsmen
beautiful girls
hospitality
I love
The fresh grassland in the summer
where there are
white flocks of sheep
blue skies
white clouds.
I love
the grassland in the high autumn sky
where
well-fed horses
the agile riders
are free
I love
the grassland in the winter when there is a lot of snow
there
fertile land
the playful children
who have been nurturing the grassland for many years.
I long for the beautiful grassland, the vast grassland
where
there
is a vast expanse of land to roam
fascinating
Article 2: The grassland is still the same
By Grassland Hundred Spirits
From morning to evening
the herd of cattle
is like a still life in the landscape.
Day after day
The only thing that changes is the clouds in the sky
The best time of the year
is eaten up little by little
The prairie is still the same
The years are still the same
Part III: The soul-stirring prairie
By: Depressed Wolf
How many times have I begged
for more than a few days to be able to see the prairie?
How many times have I begged
to leave your most solid arm in my memory
The wildness that swept over the horse's back
Left to the white clouds the most intimate tenderness
Listen to the hissing of the coming and going
My heart seems to be like out of control
Mercedes Benz in the realm of the heart that you had been deserted for a hundred years
The eyes of the horse's hoofs
Will shine with the passion that I long for. The fluttering hair and the loose mane
will be mixed into the most romantic picture
with the shepherd's brightest voice
thinking of the road that I had forgotten on the way here
maybe
in the depths of the white clouds
there is still a resting place for my love that has been dried up
there is also a flowing stream of my withered love
and a carving of my withered love
in the sky
there are also some other places where you can see me.
The carved saddle
echoes with the forgetfulness and confusion that we have longed for for too long
The moment I woke up from my dream
I was in your wide and thick arms
and my heart had already gone to sleep
6. Good lines to describe the grassland
1. The sky is pale, the field is vast, and the wind blowing the grass is low enough to see the cows and sheep.
("Cile Song") 2. The grass on the plains, a year, a blight and a glory. (Bai Juyi: "Fugue Gu Yuan Grass Send Off") 3. The country is broken, the grass is deep in the spring.
(Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 4. Who says that an inch of grass is heartfelt, and that it repays the three spring suns. (Meng Jiao: "Recitation of a Wanderer") 5. The forest is dark and the grass is scared of the wind, and the general draws his bow at night.
(Lu Lun: "Under the Seas") 6. (Tao Yuanming: "Dwelling in the Garden") 7. The grass is long and narrow, and the evening dew stains my clothes.
(Tao Yuanming: "Dwelling in the Garden") 8. I pity the grass that grows by the side of the stream, and the oriole that chirps in the deep trees. (Wei Yingwu: Chuzhou Western Stream) 9. The flowers are gradually fascinating to the eye, the shallow grass can not horse hooves.
(Bai Juyi: "Spring Walk on Qiantang Lake") 10. The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the color of the grass is nowhere to be seen in the distance. (Han Yu: "Early Spring Presented to the Water Department Zhang XVIII Two Songs") 1 Spring: the grass is green, like a fast light green blanket.
2, Summer: In summer, the grass grows so luxuriantly that it looks like a layer of ripples under the blowing of the baking hot wind 3 Autumn: In autumn, the grass turns yellow, and from a distance, it looks like a yellow cloth 4 Winter: In winter, the grass is all withered and dead, like a moldy cloth. Answer: becky123345 | Level 1 | 2011-2-17 17:09 1. The ice has just melted, the grass is like a group of lively and lovely children, from the mother earth's embrace mischievous out of a tender green head, so weak, so delicate, but they are not afraid of the cold, and meet the spring wind to jump up the joy of the dance.
2. A small grass woke up from a sound sleep, they broke through the ground, stretching its tender green leaves. 3. 3. The mimosa sprouted and grew seedlings.
The seedlings and delicate and tender, blown by the wind, swaying, like a little girl just learning to walk. 4. 4. In the summer, artemisia grows without the waist of adults, grows without the top of my head, the yellow dog went in, even a shadow can not be seen.
5. The cold wind invited the terrible winter, the body of the grass was shriveled by the cold wind, but its roots are like an earthworm, deep into the soil. 6. The wind roars and rolls, the rain shoots like a sword, the grass will never bow and stoop to the storm, facing the storm, bent over indomitably.
7. In the fall, the weeds were gradually yellowed by the wind, and the grass turned into a golden sea. 8. The grass adds vibrancy and a new luster to the spring.
Whether it is on the barren land, or on the high mountains or in the cracks of the rocks, you can see its bright green figure. 9. sand hill is full of dense thatched grass, it is early fall, the grass is less sharp, began to wither and cold yellow, in the wind more soft and powerless.
10. In the spring, the grass from that withered, dead next to the mother stood out, tender and green, short and thin, like a few very short green silk thread cluster, as if so weak, a breath of air will blow down the same. 11. "Who says inch grass heart, reward three spring sunshine.
"People praise the grass, because it is rooted in the earth, give the earth color. 12. The fuzzy green grass, with the rolling terrain, reaches to the sky, like a thick blanket to the earth.
13. The color of the grass is colorful, a piece of connecting, race over the skillfully woven carpet of flowers, living, natural and harmonious. 14. The grass also swayed in the breeze, as if singing and dancing with the morning breeze.
15. "The grass on the plains is a year old, and it withers and grows. It is not easy for the grass to be burned by wildfire, but it grows again when the spring breeze blows.
"People praise the grass because it has tenacious vitality. 16. The grass weaves a green carpet with its starry green color.
17. The little grass child quietly green the whole mountain field, weaving the spring clothes for the hometown. 18. Grass looks monotonous in front of the gorgeous flowers, and weak at the foot of the sky-high trees.
However, the hurricane can uproot the trees and shatter the flowers, but it can't help the grass that is rooted in the earth.
7. Praise the prairie sentences which
1, I can not bear to step on the feet of the fat grass, rushed to the grassland with sheep. This vast and sprawling grassland how beautiful ah, everywhere is the green eye; here the grassland sky how beautiful ah, to the blue as the background color of the sky covered with a few languid white clouds, blue with white sky is really beautiful!
2, at this time, the prairie is covered with golden silence, the distant mountains covered with the colorful clothes of the evening sun, that day the edge of the buttermilk white clouds, but also become a flame like bright red, the grass waves subsided, the pastoral return to the herd of cows and sheep from the distant prairie; only those who do not return at night also return to the camel herds, is still in the Willow Woods near the lake roaming around, the entire prairie a look of peace and tranquility.
3, the terrain is flat and vast, in the distance there is a slight undulation, the whole earth is covered with green grass, like a thick carpet, in the blue sky, looks particularly fresh.
4, the beauty of the grassland a blue thousand miles of grassland scenery, the melodious sound of the horse-head fiddle, fragrant milk tea, simple and high-pitched Mongolian folk songs, hospitable Mongolian compatriots ...... steeds in the Mercedes-Benz, herdsmen singing, that grassland, small flowers, cows and sheep, steeds, shepherds, constitutes a picture of great beauty. Beautiful sentences describing the grassland.
5, the summer grassland green grass, take a deep breath, fragrant grass flavor comes to the nose, let a person relaxed, as intoxicated. Cattle, horses and sheep roaming in the grassland, the wind blowing grass, forming a picturesque scene, as the Northern Dynasties folk song "sky pale, wild, wind-blown grass low see cattle and sheep"! Riding on horseback, leisurely, as if entering the paradise.