1. Geographic poems about the Qinghai-Tibet region
Geographic poems about the Qinghai-Tibet region 1. Poems describing the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau
Feeling unwell in the evening, I drove to the ancient plains .
The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, and the sun is setting over the long river.
Song of Qinghai-Tibet - I really want to go wandering in Qinghai. Maybe it's because of the undercurrent that has been running underground for thousands of years. This magical kingdom suddenly bursts into existence. Maybe it's because of the emptiness of the sea. Thousands of years of fatigue can no longer support it. That blue dream is destroyed just because of a promise. The sky has grown old and the earth has run out, just because of a belief. The mountains have bloomed and the sea has dried up. It is a seed of ignorance that fell on the wild land and blossomed into the flower of civilization that spreads through the ages. It is a holy belief. Sliding from the Tianshan Mountains, the magnificent Potala Palace was created. The simple people's hearts were soaked in the clear water of the Yarlung Zangbo River, and the respectful white Hada was woven by the thousand-year-old ice and snow on the plateau. It is the place closest to the sun, and it is easy to see the sunlight on the sky and earth The most intimate place, it is easy to see that there are snowfields, deserts, lakes, yaks, eagles, and swans in heaven. This is a place that combines the spirits of all things and is the beauty of heaven and earth. I really want to go to Qinghai and Tibet to wander around and listen to the snow. Become silent, listen to the chirping of hundreds of birds, I really want to grab a handful of snow, wipe my soul, and really return to heaven. The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and Eagle Plateau spread out my limbs, and the sky is spread out with ancient blue, as if a piece of sea water is about to drip. Looking up, the sun shines like time on the glacier. The wildness is covered with red and bright colors. The wild eagle suddenly wakes up from the edge of the sky. It hangs high in the wind that no arrow can catch up with. The vigorous shadow flashes across the sun. Only when the sun spreads its wings and spreads its wings can the soul listen to the worship of heaven. Out of nature, I can still stare at the rising light with my forehead on the ground, because my heart is opening the door to time. The eagle is left and right, wearing away time in the depths of the sun. The clouds outside the halo are withering. It is the flying legend descended from the sky to God. The eagle can bring eternal twilight when it is covered with rays of light. Only the priests are dancing to summon souls. The sky burial platform is solemn and becomes a forest. The creature closest to the sun rides on piety and knocks down. The blood light blooms auspiciously. Time appears under the gaze of the eagle. In an instant, the mysteriously stagnant soul drifted towards reincarnation. The stone statues on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau fell in love under the moonlight. Happiness was like flowing water. The fingertips used the most beautiful gesture to tear off the red thread of the afterlife. I know that a butterfly is shorter than a kiss and a heavy rain. After that, there were only sad flowers caressing the old forehead of the earth. I sat alone on the back of a horse for years with a snow-white hada floating on my neck. I looked towards you on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau under the moonlight. I knelt down to my hometown and became a stone statue. The Qinghai-Tibet Railway is higher than a zipper. Drawn by whose hands, from Golmud to Lhasa, the earth trembled slightly, an inadvertent fetal movement, a slow and sharp flash, floating in the air, floating on the plateau with thin air, the Qinghai-Tibet Railway, with the tenacity of an eagle, is laden with cold and the fragrance of Kelsang flowers. Deep into the hinterland of the plateau, the vigilant eyes of the Tibetan antelopes in Hoh Xil rumble and roar, indicating the tranquility and peace of the future. The rails and power are written on the earth. Speed, music and history are written on the ground. On June 29, 2001, the sky was full of longing eyes, like the gods walking calmly on the snow-capped mountains. The painful spasms of altitude sickness, the face burned by ultraviolet rays, reflected the charming softness of the snow lotus. The strong wind blew away the clouds and smoke, cracked the prayer flags and blew away the hymns. The carols could not be blown away. The steel-like will and persistence of the builders were walking on the plateau. The sky was very blue and very close. I jumped forward with a slight jump. In another sea, horses are grazing quietly. Black-necked cranes are flying calmly. The Qinghai-Tibet Railway is more like a river gently flowing by my ears. It leaves a lot but seems to leave nothing behind. On the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, I jump off the beads. Ma Yu's arms are flying and looking at the beautiful girl. Which gable are you hiding in? My heart and my body are flying together. You must have fallen asleep. Then you must have gone to the skating rink in the horn peak. Then you must have drank too much. The passion is hidden. People's highland barley wine, then you must have sucked other people's ghee, then you must be---- Beautiful girl, why don't you think about me, you can imagine that I will come back for you, beautiful girl, I can't stand the cold in high places, I have a fiery passion You have a soft chest, come back, beautiful girl, can you let me put on a long fur coat and play silly hide-and-seek with you? Tibetan Plateau Qinghai-Tibet Plateau Does that distant call come from the horizon? Like a sharp sword in this chaotic world The fence of love was pierced, and the emotions that spewed out turned into the mountains and rivers. Li Na, who makes you dream about me? Is the long white clouds and the bright blue sky also contaminated with dust, making you meaningless? Looking back to find the space beyond the three realms. It is a quiet realm. Do you still remember this wordless song? Regardless of my endless longing, the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau seems not too far away. As long as you climb over a mountain, the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau will always scatter you. Long hair, purple face, cold stone
The majestic glaciers always tell the suffering of a nation. The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. Have you ever seen my long flowing hair? The tearful eyes of Qi Ai have been extended by the sun's rays. There have also been nightmares of long songs and cries. The hardships of ups and downs have given you an eternal aura. The autumn water looks through you, and you are still standing on the land of Xiliang, guarding your thousand-year wish. I would like to pick you up, and there are changes in the blue sky.
2. The following poems describe the Qinghai-Tibet region: () A. The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, and the long river is setting sun. B. Thousands of miles.
Analysis: Based on the geographical location, natural and human geography of each place Due to different characteristics, our country can be divided into four major geographical regions, namely the northern region, the southern region, the northwest region and the Qinghai-Tibet region. A. The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, and the long river and the sun are setting. It describes the landscape of the western region, so it does not fit the meaning of the title. ; B. Thousands of miles of golden wheat waves, and the fragrance of apples and pears in autumn describe the landscape of the northern region, so it does not fit the meaning of the title; C. Looks like mountains from a distance, looks like rivers up close, describes the landscape of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau in my country, so it fits the meaning of the title ; D. Green mountains and clear waters, rice fragrant and fish fat describe the landscape of the southern region, so it does not fit the meaning of the question; so choose: C. Comments: This question examines the landscapes of different regions in my country, just understand and choose.
3. Poems about geography
The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and the sky is full of snow in August. ——Temperate continental climate
Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom. ——The influence of a fast-moving cold front
The southern branches are warm and the northern branches are cold. There are two kinds of spring breeze. ——The impact of different slope directions on vegetation
The beauty of April in the world is over, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom. ——Vertical zonality
It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. ——The influence of quasi-stationary front
Whoever whips the whip to drive the four fortunes, the rise and fall of all things will be natural. ——The revolution of the earth
If you want to buy Magu, a cup of spring dew is as cold as ice. ——Changes in the Earth's Crust
Chrysanthemums are not preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers after all the flowers have bloomed. ——Seasonality
People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. ——Changes of the Moon Phases
Hundreds of rivers flow from the east to the sea, and when will they return to the west? ——Water Cycle
The White Emperor's speech among the colorful clouds, thousands of miles to the tombs are returned in one day. ——The drop is large, the current is fast, and the water energy is abundant
There are close friends in the sea, and the world is like a neighbor. ——The development of modern communication technology has made it a reality
That is, passing through Wu Gorge from Baxia Gorge, then going down to Xiangyang to Luoyang. ——Du Fu traveled upstream from the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River, how could he reach Xiangyang and then Luoyang?
Riding on the red dust concubine smiled, no one knew it was lychee. ——Regional
Oranges grown in Huainan are called tangerines, and those grown in Huaibei are called tangerines. ——Regional
The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return. ——Water cycle
Don’t ask about Sangtian, but look at Sangluozhou. Several new residences, the old river flow - changes in the earth's crust
Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain. ——The natural conditions are harsh and the population is sparse.
Ask where the canal can be so clear, so that there is a source of running water. ——Through the water cycle, water resources are constantly renewed
The stormy waves hit the shore and rolled up thousands of piles of snow. ——The erosive effect of waves
Jun asked about the return date before it was scheduled, and the night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond. ——The airflow in the basin rises at night, and it is easy to form clouds and cause rain.
The clouds in the stream first rise and the sun sets in the pavilion, and the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind fills the building. ——Windward slopes are prone to precipitation.
The sky is clear, the fields are vast, and cattle and sheep can be seen on wind-blown grass. ——The scene of the prairie
The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains, and the door is docked with a ship thousands of miles away from Dongwu. ——Under the conditions at that time, how did Soochow's ship reach the upper reaches of the Minjiang River?
The grass grows in the original land, and it grows brighter and wither every year. ——Biological Cycle
The high autumn wind roared in August and rolled up the triple thatch on my house. ——The influence of the winter wind
Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass. ——The dividing line between monsoon and non-monsoon areas is near here
Pomegranates are as red as fire in the sun, while plums are sour in the shade. ——The effect of light on plants
The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook. ——Desert landscape
Looking at the green mountains and rivers of Dongting in the distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.
——Landscape of Dongting Lake
During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds. ——Meiyu weather
Falling flowers are not heartless things, they turn into spring mud to protect them. ——Material circulation in the ecosystem
There is no woodcutter for a hundred miles, and there is no wood for a thousand miles. ——The impact of transportation conditions on business
One can travel eighty thousand miles a day while surveying the sky and seeing a thousand rivers in the distance. ——The rotation of the earth
4. Qinghai-Tibet region, Northwest region, North and South regions, five famous sayings each
Northwest: The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, and the sun is setting in the long river.
The sky is blue, the fields are vast, the wind blows the grass and cattle and sheep are low
Suddenly, like a spring breeze coming overnight, thousands of pear trees bloom
Drunk lying on the battlefield Don't laugh, how many people have fought in ancient times
Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.
South: The setting clouds and solitary swans fly together, the autumn water lasts for a long time and the sky is the same color.
When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as orchids.
There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and many towers are in the mist.
It is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and you will see it again when the flowers are falling.
If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, it is always better to put on light makeup and heavy makeup.
North: But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and Huma is not taught to cross the Yin Mountains.
Finish the affairs of the king and the world, and win fame both before and after his death
The fresh air spreads to the golden watch, and the cold light shines on the iron coat.
Qinghai-Tibet: Protecting the Qiang captains and riding obstacles, breaking the generals crossing the Liao Dynasty at night
The wind is good, the brim of the hat is slanted, and the barbaric songs recognize the children's homes.
Turning to the east of the wall to avoid the evening wind, the singing lotus is singing and blushing.
Carrying generals and drinking wine to welcome the guests, the guest of honor stays, dancing and singing with his arms, his face is flushed enough to be painted.
Walking to Qianxi, we can sing and dance together.