Poems about the Miao People 1. Poems about the Miao People
1. The Miao Village in Wonderland
By Lankei
The beauty of the Miao Village is enviable.
The Miao family houses are lined up in green bricks;
Look closely at the terraced rice fields,
Look closely at the rapeseed flowers swaying in the wind,
Look away from the winding atmospheric river around the city,
Look up at the sharp bends in the steep mountain highway,
and the canyon of the mist,
and they have flocked to their eyes, and how to look at the eyes can not be enough.
The terraced fields, Miao village, mountain road and river under the bridge,
constitute a beautiful landscape scroll.
2, Thousand Houses Miao Village
By: Cheng Gu
Miao spring scenery, rosy and colorful,
as the fairy down to the earth to give you an endless sense of movement,
Miao April in the spring breeze, the warmth of the wind,
as a pair of gentle hands caressing my face,
feel a kind of
I feel a kind of indescribable pleasure.
I was wearing a warm sunshine into the,
Miao and Dong Leigong mountain foothills river valley.
Here is located in China's largest original pure land,
fairy tale world - Xijiang Thousand Houses Miaozhai.
Uncover her beautiful veil and get a glimpse of her mysterious charm.
3. Miao People
By Liu Zicheng
I am proud, I am proud,
I am the Miao people from the depths of the mountains
Although our people do not have their own written records,
but we have not forgotten the history,
For many years,
the people through the oral way,
one generation after another.
People have been singing our thousands of years of tragic history from generation to generation,
engraved in the image of embroidery,
and the bitter journey of our ancestors,
has been handed down to us from one generation to the next.
4, miss my Xijiang Miao village
By: Wang Fanfan
The heartbeat of the Xijiang Miao village,
telling the slope of the river valley,
Miao children changing bones.
The footstools on the mountain peaks,
how many men in love have you been tied up with,
?
In the maple forest, the sound of laughter is as old as ever.
In the sunset, the smoke from the cooking stove
became the beauty of the peach garden.
I think, Tao Yuanming seems to have been,
here intoxicated.
It is the beat of the Miao girls,
dancing!
5. Remembering the Past
By Hou Jihong
The joyful dive of the reed-sheng.
The origin of the sword mountain and sea of fire,
典藏了，女儿红，醇净了，
南花绣娘的笑-
巴拉河畔，
灯光潜影了，
远山的红叶。
The spinning wheel, stretching the years.
The bench dance makes the moon bright.
On the Big Dustbin Miao Village,
Looking far away, the woman in front of the footstool,
Euphemism, the boy's love.
The Miao calendar,
Precise, the speed of growth.
The amount of laying down of the son's righteousness and human unity.
2. Poems in praise of the Miao
1, Miao girl By: Short Knife Modern You bathe in the warm eyes of the ancient Miao River, and the flowing water kisses every inch of your skin You are the jade polished by the Xiangjiang River for thousands of years, and you are the crystal clear eternity under the moonlight Miao girl, who unloaded your silver crown of flowers, and taught the flowing water of the high mountains to hold up your slumbering dreams You are the princess of the whole valley, and you are the wall of the thousand refuels is the Iron General's guard, and nobody can come close to you easily. You are the most beautiful rainbow in heaven and earth, Hmong girl, when you leave the house, your mother makes your clothes, the batiked horses fly, the embroidered phoenixes fly freely, you are the clear spring in the mountains, you are the golden phoenix in the river and sky, I begin to doubt my hearing, you must have sung all the way from the ancient times, I begin to doubt my eyesight, the river glows with gold when you walk, I begin to doubt my sense of smell, when you smile back, the mountain blossoms are blooming, I begin to envy the river that kisses you, I begin to envy the river that kisses you. I became jealous of the river that kissed you, I became in awe of the mountains that protected you, you are the Adeline of the water, your gentleness confuses the stars, the Hmong girl, the Hmong girl, with her crown on her head, dressed in an epic, I am a Hmong man, I am a Hmong man, I am a Hmong man, I was born with steep peaks, lush forests, birdsong within reach, and with the tips of the grasses, I can whisper with the tips of the grasses, my riches are more than mountains and streams, more than glorious silver ornaments, more than the silver of my life, more than my life, more than my life. My wealth is not only in the shining silver jewelry, the ancient footstools ...... and the beautiful love songs of the Hmong girls, but also in the way my blood turns over and over again. I have bronze skin, a body made of steel, the spine of the mountains, and I have the spirit given to me by nature, and with a single roar, the mountains will echo back 10,000 times, and the song comes from my bones, without a stage or accompaniment, and the carpet made of moss. I'm not a believer with a scripture in my hand, but I love the world outside the mountains, I love the neon glow of the night, I love my brothers and sisters of other races, I love my people who fight against their fate, I sympathize with the handicapped, the stray dogs and cats, I never believed in the sun, I never believed in the sun. ...... I never believed that the sun rises over the horizon I only know that the sun comes up from the opposite slope of the Miao village and passes over the eaves of my house where it meets the rising smoke and transfers its warmth to the rows of rich corn hanging in front of the hammock I'm a Hmong man and I use a lusheng to play the songs of love, affection, and harvest My song is higher than the mountain peaks and longer than the river that flows straight eastward. Straight white to the east of the river, just because I am the descendants of the ancestors of Chi You, Miao Hanzi 3, Xijiang Thousand Houses Miao Village By: Chen Linhai modern night than I first arrived in Xijiang, the lights of the mountains have been prepared for me to a brilliant feast I stayed in a wooden I do not know where to start in order to feel the track of time rain is rushed to a tired face I helped from the mountainside to the foot of the hill, the foot of the building to hide in the dark corners of the history of the crowd to watch the lively crowd crowd crowded out of the lotus pond in the summer. I wonder in which house the first lamp was first lit and then spread the flame If one house was lit each year, how many hardships and trials did the thousands of thousands of years pass through? This open-air museum standing between heaven and earth puts the culture of the Miao people in the mountains and fields and interprets it in a modern way I really want to be like the winds that go back and forth in the mountains passing from this door to another from this dynasty to another. (Note: Xijiang Thousand Houses Miao Village is located in Xijiang Town, Leishan County, Qiandongnan Miao and Dong Autonomous Prefecture, and is a place that preserves the "primitive ecological" culture of the Miao people in its entirety.)
4, the Miao crying marriage Author: alone on the west tower modern Crying all the relatives of their own good Crying all the relatives of the rich dowry sent Tomorrow I will leave my parents, leave my brothers and sisters, leave the village where I was born and raised with the like and strange brother to go to the home of the village where you have never stayed together with strangers Today, there are a thousand reasons to be capricious Today, is still the parents of the most beloved daughter today Today, is the brother and sister of a close playmate Today, there are a thousand reasons to be capricious Today, is the parent's favorite daughter today, is the brother and sister of a close playmate today. Today, there are a thousand reasons to cry at the wedding, and in the name of custom, we will give you a happy and solemn ceremony, a month of crying at the wedding, crying out all the emotions of the days before, in the midst of all the love and affection, I am in tears, please allow me to cry like a child, and in the midst of crying at the wedding, dressed in the most beautiful Hmong garments, wearing the most beloved silver jewellery, I am a fairy who has descended from the heavens, and I will walk across the threshold of my mother's house, beautiful and confident, and at the moment when I step through the door of my mother-in-law's house, I will be proud of myself, and I will be happy and confident. The moment I step through the door of my mother-in-law's house, I will smile from the bottom of my heart to the people I love so much and to the future I adore. I will be the most beautiful wife, I will be the best mother, and I will be the most beautiful scenery wherever I stand. If the Hmong language disappeared, the world would be without a tool of communication, and an ancient tree in the ethnic forests would die, leaving behind only a dry body, and all of the knowledge, all of the inheritance, would be lost with the floating leaves. All the knowledge, all the inheritance would fall with the leaves and turn into soil to feed the other trees, and in a few hundred years, the beautiful Hmong dresses, the exquisite silver jewelry, the white dove flowers, the pomegranate pictures, all the ...... would be nearly dead or already dead, leaving behind a single, lifeless artifact, and even the artifacts wouldn't be left behind, to rot and weather in the river of history, and in a few more years, the world would be left without a tool for communication. After a few hundred years, some scholars or archaeologists may know about it, but so what? It's just a pathetic sigh. By that time, how many people will remember the Hmong New Year, or the 8th of April, when they can pick flowers, embroider, weave brocades, make batiks, and make beautiful silver jewelry? For the Hmong, who remembers? Maybe they've forgotten the Hmong history, the Hmong culture, the Hmong festivals, the Hmong customs, everything related to the Hmong, the Hmong people have forgotten. If one day you meet me and I say I'm a Hmong, but I can only speak the language of other ethnic groups, and I only know about other ethnic groups' festivals, what will you think of me? Will you pity me, will you mock me, will you feel helpless, or will you laugh? In today's society, all walks of life are highly competitive, following the law of nature, the strong survive, the weak die, the Miao language is dying, the regenerative power of the language is decaying, new things are named after other ethnic groups, computers, cell phones are copied directly, and the worst thing is that many adults no longer teach their children to speak the language of the Miao people, I don't want to imagine where the Miao people will go in a few hundred years, and where they can go from here.
3. What are the poems in praise of the Miao
Ayudo was born in Huangping County of the Miao and Dong Autonomous Prefecture of Qiandongnan, Guizhou Province, China, in what is known as "the world of song and the ocean of dance", into a common Miao family. As a young girl, Ayudo was born with a good understanding, a sweet singing voice, a natural beauty, and the ability to sing and dance well, and was known as the "Little Miao Singer" by the local people in the Miao township. Growing up, she not only excels in singing and dancing, but also loves clothing design. These "music" and "beauty" qualities created this new generation of Miao music idol. In 1999, Ayudo won the gold medal at the Young Singers Grand Prix organized by Guizhou Province. In 1999, Ayudo won the gold medal at the Young Singers Grand Prix held in Guizhou Province, and won the first prize in the Guizhou Region of the New Century Folk Singers Audition organized by the State People's Committee of China. Since then, Ayudo to the singing world to climb the road, career success honors come one after another, has become today's Chinese singing world extremely popular young singers. 2005 January participated in the Vienna Chinese New Year Concert, sang "Miao Ling Fei Song". She became the second Miao to appear in the Golden Hall in Vienna, and in February, she participated in the Chinese New Year Gala of China Central Television (CCTV). This makes Ayudo's name quickly spread throughout the Chinese land thousands of households, thus getting the "Miao song queen", "Miao small nightingale" and other names.
4. Poems describing the long table feast of the Miao
The long table feast was set up along the ancient street in a single line, next to the local village old man and the villagers, the migrant workers from abroad back to their hometowns to celebrate the New Year, as well as special rushed to the Miao village to celebrate the New Year of the Chinese and foreign tourists, **** about 1,000 people.
Shaved soup, wax spelling, ancient Tibetan meat, Miao King fish, white cut chicken, wild free meat, green rock tofu, leek root ...... tabletop is full of traditional dishes of the Miao people, delicious aroma, intoxicating.
Miao Zhai thousands of people long table feast
"Living in this cottage, there is no loneliness and loneliness, every day life is a tasteful life." Xijiang Zhai old Hou Tianxiang said, he is more than 80 years old can still play the lusheng, singing folk songs, dancing lusheng dance, and go down to the field in winter to break the ice and touch the fish. He participated in the ancient song team in the Miao village, every day on time performance, have a fixed income, life is not worried about food and clothing
5. Describe the good scenery of the Miao village of the poem
High-speed winding clouds outside the coiled, the peaks of the staggering like waves.
The red flowers and blue water are the color of spring, and the yellow tiles and buildings are connected to the green mountains. The best thing about this is that it is not necessary to have it in the sky, and the flavor is not only in the paintings.
The descendants of the Nine Lives of the true masters, the unique creation of the immortal capital in this room! The night is a woman raised in the mountains, the beauty of the boudoir is not idle. Today, the first appearance of the colorful building, the Chinese car road to see the face.
Driving a hundred miles in the wind, not to Xijiang has been moved. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The drums of the Dongs are all over the sky, and the flag embraces the door of the village as if it were a tidal wave. The first thing you need to do is to get the ball rolling, and you'll be able to get it out of the way! The first thing you need to do is to look at the buildings from afar, and see how they look like.
How can you be so magnificent? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The yellow building is green and lush, and the curved threshold and corridors are in the air.
The plaque vaguely stares at: Farmers Hotel in five clouds. There is a building on the hill above the mountain, the jungle is covered with skyscrapers.
I heard someone say, "I think it is the Yao Tai will be a hundred immortals. In the clouds, the fairy house in the fog flowers, full of ancient style can be boasted.
If there are three inches of soil in front of the village, I would like to live in the Miao Village as a Miao family. The deep store wooden pavilion, half leaning against the green mountains and half leaning against the river.
In the daytime, customers come to taste the flavor of wax, and at night, the water flows into the Nanke. The gold silk embroidery clusters slender body, silver decoration phoenix crown muscle texture uniform.
The stars are in full makeup, but it is hard to be as innocent as the Miao girls. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
Who said that the Peach Orchid is difficult to reproduce? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
6. Write the Miao diet of the proverb or poem
Eat a few mouths less, live to ninety-nine
Eat the radish, no harm whatsoever
寝不言，食不语
More than half of the Miao people live in Guizhou, and the rest of the distribution of Hunan, Yunnan, Guangxi, Sichuan and other places. The food of the Miao people is mainly rice, supplemented by miscellaneous grains such as bulgur, millet, sorghum, wheat and potatoes. The Miao people are most fond of glutinous rice. The side dishes are mainly melons, beans, vegetables and chili peppers, green onions and garlic used as condiments. Meat includes pigs, cows, sheep, chickens, ducks and fish. The taste of the Miao people is mainly sour and spicy, and they are especially fond of chili peppers. Daily dishes are mainly sour and spicy soup dishes. Sauerkraut is tasty and easy to make, and can be eaten raw or cooked. Usually eat fresh vegetables or beans, Miao family also mixed with some pickles or sour soup. People increase appetite. In addition, the Miao family's fish cooked in sour soup is a flavorful dish, the practice of sour soup with water, salt boiling, take fresh fish to remove the bitter bile, into the sour soup cooked into this dish, this dish is tender meat soup fresh, fragrant and delicious, can be done throughout the year. The Miao family can process and preserve smoked bacon, cured meat, pickled fish, dried fish, sausages and so on. Among them, pickled fish is a traditional delicacy of the Miao people. The method is to cut open the fresh fish, remove the internal organs, smeared with salt, chili powder, roasted above the fire until half dry, and then sealed in the altar. When eating, take it out and steam it. This fish has a crisp bone, moderately salty and spicy, fragrant and delicious characteristics. Miao people also like to make tofu, tempeh, processing pig enema, blood tofu and so on. Love to eat hot pot. Miao men and women love wine, and most of them can make their own wine. They make their own wine indica, and brew aromatic sweet wine, bubbling wine, burnt wine, cellar wine and so on with native glutinous rice, bulgur, sorghum and so on.