Poems of galloping horses on the grassland

1. Poems about horses and grasslands (what poems describe horses and sunsets on grasslands)

Poems about horses and grasslands (what poems describe horses and sunsets on grasslands) 1. What are the poems describing the horses and the sunset on the grassland?

1, Book and Horse Map

Year: Song Author: Chen Shen

Wang Liang Bole bone rotten, Cao Ba Dan Qing also want.

Open the picture to see the handsome posture of the immortals, and enjoy the wine.

It's just that today the horse is trapped in a prison car, the sunset is long and the head is high.

Sneer at vulgar eyes, fortune tellers are too poor to love Matthew thin.

2. Clear Sand and Autumn

Year: Yuan Author: Bai Pu

The lonely village is in the setting sun, and the old tree is in the west of Western jackdaw.

Under the small Fei Ying, there are green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.

3. Pride of Fisherman, Scenery of Qiu Lai.

Year: Song Author: Fan Zhongyan

The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. The four sides are connected with each other. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan didn't return to his home, and frost grew all over the place. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.

4. "Successful summit"

Year: Tang Author: Wang Wei

Riding a bike to visit the border and passing through Juyan County.

Pengpeng also floated out of Korea, and the geese heading north also flew into the sky.

The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen.

When I arrived at the small pass, I met a spy waiting for the knight and told me that Dou Hu was in Yan.

5. "Liang Zhu, who said that autumn in Jiangnan is over"

Year: Modern Author: Wang Guowei

Who knows that the autumn in the south of the Yangtze River is over, the willows are dying, and the shadow of goose yellow is still being made.

The setting sun is shining in the sparse forest, and you don't hesitate to stand in the west building.

Ten thousand crows are uncertain, full of golden waves, and also the top of pine trees.

There is no such scene in Jiangnan. I'm just worried that there are no idle people to do it.

2. Poems about horses

Xiangyang song

Year: Tang Author: Li Bai

The sunset is not in Shanxi, but it is fascinated by hedge flowers. Children in Xiangyang clap their hands together,

Stop the street and sing white brass cymbals. The people next to me, I asked you what you were laughing at, and Shan Weng died laughing.

Cormorant, parrot cup. 36,000 days in a hundred years, 300 cups a day.

Looking at the duck head green in Hanshui from a distance is like the beginning of grapes. If this river turns into spring wine,

If you build a mound, you will build a bad mound. A swift horse changes concubines, smiles and sings plum blossoms on carved saddles.

There is a pot of wine hanging by the car, and Sheng Fenglong is in charge of it. Yellow sigh dog in Xianyang city,

As the moon pours down like gold. Didn't you see that the sheep in the Jin Dynasty were stones?

The glans penis peels off the moss of raw berries. Tears can't be dumped for it, and the heart can't mourn for it.

You don't have to buy a cool breeze and bright moon, Yushan is inhuman. Shu Zhouping, Li Shidang,

Li Bai and Er share life and death. Wang Xiang Yu Yun is here now, the river flows eastward, and apes cry at night.

This is the problem.

Year: Song Author: Lu You

An expert puts a willow branch on a camel, and an expensive horse changes a moth eyebrow.

Who can solve things in the world like me? Shan Tong of Xiao Jian thinks this is appropriate.

Send xing

Year: Song Author: Lu You

The old Penghu has faded, and the wandering world is not over yet.

Shannan drunk for thousands of days, ten years to see the foil.

Carving a candle in a new poem surprises the poet, and the horse chases the wind and pulls the bow.

If the world is a man's business, there is no need for Taiwan Province to compete and fly.

3. Poems about horses

There are 23 poems by Li He, most of which have different meanings.

one

The fur pattern of the dragon horse is like a copper coin, and the white hoof gallops like stepping on a cloud.

Nobody tapestry (Zhan Ge), who is the golden whip?

Secondly,

In winter, grass roots are sweet, and on the way to Beijing, snow is like salt.

I don't know whether my mouth is hard or soft, whether to touch the tribulus or to eat it.

third

I suddenly remembered Zhou Muwang, the son of the emperor, and drove on the Yushan Mountain.

Leave the amusement park with Zou, and Hongji can gallop to the horizon.

Fourth.

This Sergio Maffettone is average, and Fangxing is the essence.

Tap the fine bone forward, and it will bring its own copper sound.

Fifth.

The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.

Don't be a golden brain, go and step on the clear autumn.

Sixth.

Hungry bones stop teeth, coarse hair wears flowers.

The beads faded, the hair was broken and the saw grew numb.

Seventh.

Ximu Liquor will stop, and East Wang Mi has dried up.

If the king swallows it, who will drag the shaft?

Eighth.

That horse, red, is useless, but Lu Bu can ride it.

I heard that Xiao Guo Frog, a beautiful boy, can be controlled.

Qijiu

(The wind flies to the bird) Uncle left in a hurry, and now he doesn't want to treat the dragon.

Frost on a cold night has crushed the stables, and the horse's back in the west wind has been crushed.

tenth

Urge Dan to cross the Wujiang River, and the gods cry.

Where does the king chase heroes today?

Eleventh session

The horse was given to the imperial secretary, and the silver shovel stabbed Kirin.

At noon, salt sat on the table and rubbed the dust.

twelfth

At the beginning of bamboo approval, peach blossoms were not on the upper body.

He must stir the array and use it to show the general.

Thirteen

Whose treasure (it must be reserved for the king) is it? I've heard a lot about chivalrous bones.

Heap gold to buy your bones and send them to King Xiang of Chu.

fourteenth

Sweet and fragrant, the dragon frowned.

Looking back at strangers in the south, who can't meet spring?

Fifteenth

How can you be at a loss if you don't hunt from Huan Gong?

When the ditch comes out, look at the clouds.

One-sixteenth

Tang Jian beheaded Sui Gong, and Mao returned to Taizong.

Don't be too heavy, catch the wind.

qiqi

White iron files green particles, and fine sand falls between the anvil.

Poor world, gold is afraid of ivory.

Seventy-eight

Bole came up and saw that this is a swift horse, and its hair grows on its abdomen!

Now it is paying for its forage at the dock. When can it take off and cross the castle peak?

It's nineteen o'clock

Xiao Si packs horses, Yuan Congzhu comes.

There are good things in the air, so I can't read the chapter.

twenty

The encirclement is like a swallow's tail, and the sword is like a fish intestine.

If you want to travel thousands of miles, you should first look out for the light.

twenty-one

Temporary horse, fairy in the color building.

What happened to Gaozhou?

twenty-two

When I arrived at the Wangs, I woke up Heluan.

When you gallop on the sea, you are regarded as a green mule.

Twenty three

Emperor Wu loves immortals and burns gold to get purple smoke.

The stables are full of meat horses and don't understand the sky.

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4. Praise the grassland poetry

Poems describing grasslands

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.

5. Prairie Poetry

Ancient poetry-Yuefu (Chilechuan) 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.

Modern Poetry and Grassland Writing/Wang Weike, you have become a pale green posture and delicate expression, and your skin is welcoming the call of life and the care and collection of Tengger singer Heaven. This vast expanse region, let the free blood melt into your body, clean and unrestrained soul. In a depressed and empty city, I feel and long for your self-esteem. You are the most beautiful scenery in my heart. How I hope that one day your limbs can stretch in all directions and the hope of life can be swallowed up. Eating the bad effects caused by those sandstorms, the territory is vast, the horses are vigorous, the springs are wild flowers, the beautiful swaying reeds, the flying swans, the fat sheep, the simple herdsmen, the rich horse milk and the delicious meat, the primitive state continues here, and the pure mind thrives here. You are God's reward for good and evil human beings, and you are a paradise in the eyes of the lost. The cruel reality has ruthlessly destroyed you, and your source has been turbid and dirty. Your face has turned yellow. Who foolishly buried your beauty? Now, in my eyes, I have a confused and sad look. Can only look at the old imagination. Numb people have lost their conscience. You really hope that one day you will be quietly buried by rolling yellow sand. Your experience has made me feel sad about the grassland (Lao She) since I was a child. I have seen the saying that "the sky is grey, the fields are boundless, the wind is blowing, and only cattle and sheep are seen". This once had a bad influence, making people afraid to go north.

This time, I saw the grassland. The sky there is more lovely than other days. The air is so fresh and the sky is so clear. I always want to sing a song to express my happiness.

Under the sun, it is thousands of miles away, not endless. There are mountains on all sides, the ground is green and the mountains are green.

The sheep climbed the mountain for a while, and then came down again. Wherever they go, it's like embroidering big white flowers on the endless green carpet. The lines of those hills are so soft, just like boneless paintings, only rendered in green, not outlined with a pen. So, green is flowing everywhere, gently flowing into the clouds.

This state is both amazing and comfortable. I want to look around for a long time, sit down and sing a beautiful poem softly. In this realm, even the steed and Daniel sometimes stand still, as if recalling the infinite fun of the grassland.

Zisai, Zisai, who said that? This is a jade world. Even Jiangnan may not have such scenery! We visited the animal husbandry commune in Chenbaerhu Banner.

The bus traveled 150 miles before reaching its destination. One hundred and fifty miles are grasslands.

Go 150 miles, or grassland. Driving on the grassland is very free and easy. As long as the direction is good, you can go anywhere.

When I first entered the grassland, I couldn't hear or see anything except some birds flying around. After walking for a long time, I saw a circuitous belt as bright as glass in the distance.

River! There are many cattle and sheep, and they also see horses, and there is a faint whip. Soon, soon to the commune.

Suddenly, a group of horses appeared on the distant mountain, as if a gust of wind was blowing. Men, women and children immediately put on all kinds of clothes, and horses danced like rainbows. This is the host coming from dozens of miles away to welcome guests from afar.

When the master saw us, he immediately turned his horse's head, cheered and ran to lead the way in front of the car. Quiet grassland, lively: cheers, cars, hooves, ringing into one.

Cars and horses flew over the hill and saw some yurts. Outside the yurt, there are many horses and many cars.

Many people came to see us by horse or car from dozens of miles away. We invited a female dancer from Hailar to translate for us.

Her name is beautiful-Crystal Flower. She is from Chen Qi, Ewenki.

The master got off the horse and so did we. I don't know whose hand it is, but I always hold it warmly and hold it.

We don't need Comrade Crystal Flower to translate. Our languages are different, but our hearts are the same.

Shake hands and shake hands, laugh and laugh. When you say yours, I say mine, which generally means national unity and mutual assistance! Somehow, I got into the yurt.

Milk tea is poured, milk tofu is placed, and the host and guest sit cross-legged. Everyone is very polite, and everyone is so affectionate and unconstrained. Soon, the hospitable host brought a large plate of mutton and milk wine.

The cadres of the commune toasted us, and the 70-year-old man toasted us. Exactly: blessings are often difficult to express, so don't forget each other when you raise your glass! We reciprocate, the host raises his glass, and we reciprocate.

At this time, Ewenki girls, wearing pointed hats and a little shy in generosity, came to sing folk songs for the guests. Our fellow singers also sing very fast.

Singing seems louder and more touching than any other language. No matter what you sing, the listener will always show a knowing smile. After dinner, the boys performed horse riding and wrestling, and the girls performed folk dances.

The guests are dancing, singing and riding Mongolian horses. The sun has set, and no one will leave.

Yes! Why can't you bear to say goodbye to Mongolian and Chinese feelings? People's lives have changed, and everything on the grassland has also changed. Take yurts as an example. In the past, it was called a felt house, but today it is different. It is made of wood strips and straw, so that it can be cool in summer and modified in winter.

Look at these horses, both short and pithy Mongolian horses and new varieties of tall three-headed hippos. This kind of big horse is really decent. At first glance, people think of words like "Dragon and Horse Spirit" and want to ride it in Wan Li.

Cattle have also changed varieties, some of which weigh more than 1000 Jin and have breasts like small tanks. Cattle, fat grass and fragrant milk are like springs! Not grandiose.

There are both the original big-tailed sheep and the new breed of short-tailed fine-wool sheep in the flock. The former has good meat, while the latter has good hair. Yes, the prosperity of people and animals is one of the new phenomena on the grassland.

196 1 year1October 13 was published in People's Daily.

6. What are the sentences that describe "more horses on the grassland"?

1, Huma is famous, with a bony front. Bamboo shoots have stiff ears, but when the wind enters, their hooves are light.

I can't bear to step on the fat grass under my feet and drive the horse to the grassland. How beautiful this vast grassland is, full of dazzling green; How beautiful the grassland sky is here. The blue sky is covered with several long white clouds. The white blue sky is really beautiful!

3. Grazing cattle and sheep come from distant grasslands; Only those camels who don't come home at night are still wandering around the lake near Liulin, and the whole prairie looks peaceful.

4. Beautiful grassland scenery, melodious Ma Touqin sound, fragrant milk tea, simple and high-pitched Mongolian folk songs and hospitable Mongolian compatriots.

The horses are running, the herdsmen are singing, and the flowers, cows, sheep, horses and herdsmen on the grassland form a very beautiful picture.

6. In the depths of the grassland, there are white horses grazing leisurely, like pearls scattered on the grassland. Beautiful sentences describing the grassland.

7. In this endless green Yuan Ye, there are wild flowers, meadows, forests, horses, hillsides, hills, rivers and snow-capped mountains. Nalati is really a beautiful air grassland!

As soon as I stepped into the grassland, I fell in love with this beautiful grassland, where the air is fresh and there is no noise and whistle of the city. Looking around, green grasslands, fat horses, ponies grazing on the ground, shepherds waving whips and singing melodious Mongolian long tunes let me enter a wonderful reverie.

9. A gust of wind blew, the grass danced with the wind, and ponies were grazing on the ground. Standing on the vast Hulunbeier grassland, I feel like a grass, wearing a beautiful green dance skirt and dancing in the wind. I'm not the only one. The grass on this grassland is dancing.

10. On the grassland, ponies are grazing on the ground. The grassland is Ma Pingchuan, which is wide and flat. The tender green grassland covers the earth, just like putting green clothes on it.

7. Poems about grasslands.

1, bid farewell to Fude Guyuan Grass

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.

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How lush the long grass is. It is thick in autumn and winter every year.

Ruthless wildfires can only burn dry leaves. When the spring breeze blows, the earth is green.

Weeds and wild flowers spread and flooded the ancient road, and the end of the grass under the bright sun is your journey.

I once again sent away my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.

2. "You Chun San in Fengle Pavilion"

[Song] Ouyang Xiu

Mangroves and green hills are dying, and 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.

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Red flowers are full of trees, green hills are faint, and the sky is already west. The vast countryside, green grass, can not see the edge.

People who swim in spring are interested, so who cares if they will go in spring? In front of Fengle Pavilion, people come and go, and flowers fall everywhere.

3. Night abroad

[Tang] Du Fu

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.

I hope my art can bring me fame and liberate my sick old age from the office! .

Flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! .

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The breeze blows the fine grass on the river bank, and the high-masted boat is moored alone at night.

The stars are hanging in the sky, and Ye Ping looks very broad; The moonlight is surging with the waves, and the river is rolling eastward.

Is my article famous? You should be dismissed even if you are old and sick.

What's it like to wander around alone? Like a lonely Sha Ou between heaven and earth.

4. Song of Chile

Anonymous [Northern and Southern Dynasties]

Chilechuan at the foot of Yinshan Mountain. The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields.

The sky is gray and wild. See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.

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The vast plain of Chile, just under the mountains thousands of miles away, is like a dome tent in the sky, boundless and covered with Yuan Ye in all directions.

The sky is blue and Yuan Ye is boundless. The wind blew, and the grass fell low, revealing many cattle and sheep that had been hidden in the grass.

5. Plug

[Tang] Wang Wei

Outside Juyan, Tianjiao was hunted and white grass even burned in Shan Ye.

The desert schooner gallops in the dusk, and the vast plains in autumn shoot at vultures.

With the support of Qiang Health School, Fort Deng and General Lu, who were guarding the positions, stormed across Liao overnight.

Jade sword, the bow of horn, the war horse on his war horse, the court gave the victorious general, as brave as Holt of Han Dynasty.

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Outside Juyan, the conference semifinals are hunting and white grass is burning all over the sky.

Under the fog of dusk, the desert gallops in the distance, and in autumn, the vast plain has just shot sculptures.

Defend the Qiang Sect, appease the Qiang Sect, hold their ground, climb the barrier fort, and the general Lu Baoying bravely attacked and crossed the Liaohe River at night.

A sword inlaid with jade, a bow decorated with horns and a war horse with a beaded head will be given by the court to the victorious general: as brave as Huo Puyao in the Han Dynasty.

8. Poems about horses

There are 23 poems by Li He, most of which have different meanings.

First, the dragon spine is attached with money, and the silver hoof is white. Nobody tapestry (Zhan Ge), who is the golden whip?

Second, the roots of the twelfth lunar month are sweet, and the snow in the sky is like salt. I don't know whether my mouth is hard or soft, whether to touch the tribulus or to eat it.

Third, I suddenly remembered Emperor Zhou and drove to Yushan. Leave the amusement park with Zou, and Hongji can gallop to the horizon.

Fourth, this horse is extraordinary and in the ascendant. Tap the fine bone forward, and it will bring its own copper sound.

Fifth, the desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook. Don't be a golden brain, go and step on the clear autumn.

The sixth hunger lies on the bone and stops the teeth, and the coarse hair wears flowers. The beads faded, the hair was broken and the saw grew numb.

Seventh, Ximu Liquor will stop, and East Wang Mi has dried up. If the king swallows it, who will drag the shaft? The eight red rabbits are not needed, and Lu Bu will ride them.

I heard that Xiao Guo Frog, a beautiful boy, can be controlled. The ninth uncle left in a hurry, but now he doesn't want to marry the dragon.

Frost on a cold night has crushed the stables, and the horse's back in the west wind has been crushed. Ten is to urge the bill to cross the Wujiang River, and the fairy cries against the wind.

Where does the king chase heroes today? Eleven horses were given to the imperial secretary, and the silver shovel stabbed Kirin. At noon, salt sat on the table and rubbed the dust.

Twelve batches of bamboos began to gather, but the peach blossoms didn't reach the upper body. He must stir the array and use it to show the general.

Its ten treasures (changing the left to be king) are known as chivalrous bones. Heap gold to buy your bones and send them to King Xiang of Chu.

Its fourteen fragrances are new, and the dragons are squashed. Looking back at strangers in the south, who can't meet spring? Fifth, how can you be at a loss if you don't hunt from Huan Gong? When the ditch comes out, look at the clouds.

Sixteen Tang Jian beheaded Sui Gong, and Mao returned to Taizong. Don't be too heavy, catch the wind.

Seventeen white iron files are blue, and fine sand falls between the anvil. Poor world, gold is afraid of ivory.

18th Bole looks forward and spins his hair between his abdomen. Now it is paying for its forage at the dock. When can it take off and cross the castle peak? Nineteen Xiao Temple packhorses, Yuan Congzhu.

There are good things in the air, so I can't read the chapter. Its circumference is like a swallowtail, and its sword is like a fish intestine.

If you want to travel thousands of miles, you should first look out for the light. 21 temporary horse, Li Xiannian on the color floor.

What happened to Gaozhou? The twenty-second Han blood came to the Wangs and shook with Luan. When you gallop on the sea, you are regarded as a green mule.

Twenty-three emperors love immortals, and when they burn gold, they get purple smoke. The stables are full of meat horses and don't understand the sky.

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