It is also a sea of Wang Yang.
Lying in the middle of the flood
Under the call of the wind
Make silver waves
Occasionally gentle
Occasionally ramble
Occasionally quiet
Occasionally crazy
Fickle, like a child's face.
Childlike innocence rises suddenly.
Oasis of salvation
Appear in the distance
The green grass is clear and bright
The water is clean.
But I can't get close to it.
The more you look for it.
The more alienated I feel.
Luxurious silk
Ring the ancient camel bell.
A figure
A set of numbers
Numbers come and go.
Step on the boundless yellow sand
Between yellow sand and yellow sand
Countless enthusiastic and generous people
Under the stars
Next to the oasis
Light a bonfire
* * * Sing a song of missing.
Remember the time?
Many years ago,
Where the yellow sand is buried
This is a beautiful and rich land.
Running water, Ivy.
The wall around Loulan
Birds singing in Ma Si.
Hovering on the ancient road
at present
When I turn the page of history
When I saw the splendid remains of this ancient city,
But found
Oasis, grassland, destroyer of life
It's people, not days.
and
Na Pianhai stands for destruction.
With 10 thousand silver guns
The posture of a strong bow and arrow
attempt
Punch into the depths of life
-
Populus euphratica-the darling of the desert
The biting cold wind ravages you wantonly,
Flying sand and stones hit you mercilessly,
High temperature, burning like a flame in the scorching sun,
You're still standing proudly,
In the Gobi, in the desert,
Your immortal branches pierce the sky like spears,
Your bent body is like a steel casting.
You're dead,
Stand still,
You fell,
Still immortal,
You are the darling of the desert!
Strong and unyielding, upright!
Live for a thousand years and never die,
Died for a thousand years,
It has been immortal for 1000 years!
2. As for writing modern poems about desert, who knows that "desert" is also a piece of Wang Yang sea lying in the middle of the land flood, and the silver waves are sometimes gentle, sometimes sloppy, sometimes quiet, sometimes frantic and changeable under the call of the wind. Like a child's face and innocence, an oasis of redemption appeared in the distance. The green grass is clean, and the water is clean, but you can't go near it. The farther you look, the farther you go. A luxurious silk rocking an ancient camel bell, a group of figures come and go. Countless enthusiastic and generous people lit bonfires beside the oasis under the stars. I remember many years ago, the place where the yellow sand was buried was a beautiful and rich land, with flowing water, green vines singing around the wall of Loulan, and Ma Si hovering over the ancient road. Now, when I open the pages of history and see the glorious remains of the ancient city, I find that oases, grasslands and people are the destroyers of life. Not heaven, the sea representing destruction is stabbing into the depths of life with ten thousand silver guns and strong bows and arrows-Populus euphratica, the favored son of the desert, is ravaging you wantonly with the biting cold wind, whipping you mercilessly with flying sand and stones, roasting you like a scorching sun, and you still stand proudly in the Gobi.
You are dead, standing quietly, you have fallen, still immortal, you are the darling of the desert! Strong and unyielding, upright! Live for a thousand years and never die, die for a thousand years and die for a thousand years.
3. Poems about writing desert Populus euphratica, ancient poems and modern poems can be written, including who is the author? 1, the song of Populus euphratica, Lin Qingze Xu.
Hutong products are everywhere in the tree nest, and the weather and cold are baking. Birds of a feather flock together, but don't burn them.
2. "Populus euphratica in the desert" Contemporary Xiong Dongao
The roots of youth are still stubborn and still extend to the ends of the earth. Lou Ji's all-round personality in the dark, Wan Li spirit of Sha Tuan.
What is the feeling of clouds rolling and clouds relaxing? The lonely moon and shadow are very close. There is no need to laugh at Song Jun's frequent selection of stoves in ice caves.
3, "Populus euphratica in the desert" by Judd
The wind and sand write down all my loneliness. I am alone in the desert, longing for the emergence of a mirage, even if it is an oasis.
Blood seeped into the gravel, and the long wind and sand exposed the bones for a long time. Waiting for the camel bell, my heart is shaking.
Horned antelopes in North Africa, rattlesnakes and wild donkeys in the desert. Is the Millennium Orchid in namib desert still there?
Do Madagascar have unicorn flowers 1500 years old?
There is also camel thorn Elaeagnus angustifolia, my partner Apocynum venetum, who is madly in love with the desert. Hope in the desert has run out.
Even the only cactus will have a harmonious and changeable posture, such as jasper in the yellow sand sea.
Desert, my home, beautiful home in the sunset, the ruins of the soul, no signs of life.
Broken stone pillars, desolate Vashuo, empty, miserable and desperate.
I have no rivers in the wind, no human beings, no affection, no communication.
Waiting for the wind to swallow, waiting for the baptism of acid rain, staring at the mysterious sunset in the ancient Taihang Mountain.
How can I interpret the eternal solitary eagle hovering? Without a stream, Populus euphratica is immortal for thousands of years.
Forgetting, deviation, indifference, indifference and happiness have all been blown away, and the world of desert and ruins is just Populus euphratica pointing to the blue sky.
4. The urgent "desert" is also a piece of Wang Yang sea lying in the middle of the land. Under the call of the wind, Yinbo is gentle, sloppy, quiet, frantic and changeable. Like a child's face and innocence, an oasis of redemption appeared in the distance. The green grass is clean, and the water is clean, but you can't go near it. The farther you look, the farther you go. A luxurious silk rocking an ancient camel bell, a group of figures come and go. Countless enthusiastic and generous people lit bonfires beside the oasis under the stars. I remember many years ago, the place where the yellow sand was buried was a beautiful and rich land, with flowing water, green vines singing around the wall of Loulan, and Ma Si hovering over the ancient road. Now, when I open the pages of history and see the glorious remains of the ancient city, I find that oases, grasslands and people are the destroyers of life. Not heaven, the sea representing destruction is stabbing into the depths of life with ten thousand silver guns and strong bows and arrows-Populus euphratica, the favored son of the desert, is ravaging you wantonly with the biting cold wind, whipping you mercilessly with flying sand and stones, roasting you like a scorching sun, and you still stand proudly in the Gobi.
You are dead, standing quietly, you have fallen, still immortal, you are the darling of the desert! Strong and unyielding, upright! Live for a thousand years and never die, die for a thousand years and die for a thousand years.
Poetry praising the desert makes it difficult.
Don
Riding a bike to visit the border and passing through Juyan County.
Levy Peng, return the geese to Wu.
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.
Young people go to towns and raise their voices in the desert. -White Horse Articles Cao Zhi in Wei and Jin Dynasties
Poor and desolate birds don't fly, and Qianshan Dream is still lazy. -Say goodbye to Dugu gradually in long sentences, and give directions to Yan Ba, Shi Yutang and Cen Can.
Outside the Great Wall of Wan Li, five yuan is busy with farming. The general cleared the desert by force, and the tiger skin wrapped the Janjaweed. —— Baimatang Li Bai
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. -Ma Li Shitang He
She came out of the purple palace and entered the desert. Now she has become a green grave in the yellow dusk. -Ode to Du Fu's Monument in Tang Dynasty
Walking in the desert day and night, the clouds are dark and the wind and sand are evil. -Don Bai Juyi, a binding honor.
The horse trekked across the desert to the border. The border town is so depressed, and the sunshine is bleak and white.
-thistle makes Tang Gao.
Climb thistle cows in the north? C
Just yesterday, General Li left the capital according to the festival. General Rong swept the desert and captured Khan alive in World War I.
-Tang plugged in.
In autumn, the desert is full of grass, the sun sets, and there are only a few surviving watchmen by the lonely wall. -Yan Geling Tang Gaoshi
In the desert yellow sand, the Great Wall is raining and snowing. -Tang Gao Shi's "Wang Xin 'an Shogunate Poetry"
I came to Wan Li from Saihong to see the solitary grave covered with weeds. Crossing Hu Xue to escape from the desert, nostalgic Changsha cries Chu Yun. -send Li Tang general Liu Changqing.
The grass is white and the sand is yellow. The geese in the autumn wind have always been xiaoxiang. -Tang Qiji aside
The desert is foggy, and the red flag is half rolled out of Yuanmen. -join the army, Tang Wang Changling
In the desert at sunset, in the smoke and dust. -Join the army, Don
Ten years of desert, Wan Li out of Changping. The sword is cold, and the clouds shake. -string burning songs, out of the fortress, Tang Shen all together.
The desert sand dike smokes, and the pheasant spots in the west of the dike. -Wen Tingyun, Qutang, Ancient City
Vast and boundless, the lonely city is empty all around. As soon as the hill rises, the sun sets in the sand. —— Looking at Tang Xutang at the night view of the border town
I vowed to desert and go to Yumen leisurely. -out of the fortress hall in the south of the city
The desert will be broken and the flowers will be brilliant. -Feng Hesheng sent a patrol for daily use.
At the critical moment, the moon sets in Xiling, and the clouds cover the Great Northern Wilderness. On the edge of the desert, there are many birds flying in the dust and flocks of sheep in a daze. -Join the army, Don
The desert is flying, and the Great Wall is not clear. -Early spring, I returned to the border town of Tang Dynasty.
Even the teeth were made in the desert and flew into the tiger city. -send Cui Dai Shulun
There is no desert in Qiushan, and the old road in Yangguan is connected. —— Blowing a tune, out of the Great Wall, Tang Gengkun
The evil wind is howling in the desert, and no fire is allowed. -Four Tang Guan Xiu's "The Song of the Ancient Plug"
Drum horn male Shan Ye, dragon and snake go hand in hand with the battlefield. Frost moistens the desert, and blood splashes on the front. -Pinghu Hall Li Longji
Damohang
Tang cuikun
Khan made a mistake. The title of generals in ancient times is a little short. The leaves of Nanshan fly to the ground, and the roots of Beihai are scattered in the sky. Taiyuan Road, where passengers fight and camp together, fish and Li Huishi are on the banks of Wuwei River.
The three armies live together, and Wan Li pursues each other. The beautiful source is long, and the drums are noisy and moving Lu Gu.
If you are poor, you will go to the secluded mausoleum, and if you are tired, you will be sleepy. The horseshoe is frozen and slippery, and the hoof is warm to make ice. In the clouds of sand, the sky is closed, the river jam is gloomy, and the ocean is frozen.
Who can trust a foreign country in Kongdong, the small sewing machine is often unhappy. Seeing pedestrians afraid of the white dragon, I heard the princess worried about the yellow crane.
Yumenguan Yaotaiyuan Qi Lu Zhong Chun. The fragrant flowers trees rest in red, and the blue and green flowers do not return in February. The clouds don't disperse, and the rain and snow still fly to the red rock mountain.
The mountains are endless, and the road is long, and it's Xiu Yuan. Hemerocallis are not sent to Beitang, and peaches and plums in Dongyuan look back.
Han will attack Zhan Ying in different ways, and the tiger's mouth will be depressed and quiet. The worship of the Korean army is far from being known.
Ji Zheng drove Jing to see him.
The fire never sinks to the right west pole, and Gu Jingshan is empty to the left Beiping. But the emperor doesn't have to build the Great Wall to make the generals fight hundreds of battles.
Help me write modern poems about the sea or desert, and be a happy person from tomorrow.
Comb hair, chop wood and travel around the world.
From tomorrow on, I will care about food and vegetables.
Living in a house facing the sea, spring is blooming.
From tomorrow on, write to everyone I love.
Tell them my happiness,
What did the lightning of happiness tell me,
I will distribute it to each of them.
Give every river and mountain a warm name.
Stranger, I will also wish you happiness.
I wish you a bright future!
May you lovers get married!
May you be happy on earth.
I only want to face the sea and spring blossoms.
7. Who can help me find a modern poem about the desert? The day after tomorrow, there will be a poetry activity in our class. The "desert" is also a piece of Wang Yang sea lying in the middle of the land. The silver waves are sometimes gentle, sometimes rambling, sometimes quiet, sometimes frantic and changeable. Like a child's face and innocence, an oasis of redemption appeared in the distance. The green grass is clean, and the water is clean, but you can't go near it. The farther you look, the farther you go. A luxurious silk rocking an ancient camel bell, a group of figures come and go. Countless enthusiastic and generous people lit bonfires beside the oasis under the stars. I remember many years ago, the place where the yellow sand was buried was a beautiful and rich land, with flowing water, green vines singing around the wall of Loulan, and Ma Si hovering over the ancient road. Now, when I open the pages of history and see the glorious remains of the ancient city, I find that oases, grasslands and people are the destroyers of life. Not heaven, the sea representing destruction is stabbing into the depths of life with ten thousand silver guns and strong bows and arrows-Populus euphratica, the favored son of the desert, is ravaging you wantonly with the biting cold wind, whipping you mercilessly with flying sand and stones, roasting you like a scorching sun, and you still stand proudly in the Gobi. Strong and unyielding, upright! Live for a thousand years and never die, die for a thousand years and die for a thousand years.
8. The famous sentence praising the desert in the modern Cambridge poem Absolute Love (2)
You are my dream child.
I was 32 years old on the day of birth.
All the dawns of all centuries
All in the direction where you were born.
I don't know about your life.
By what means?
Milk from the desert feeds you.
All the wind and rain feed you.
What's your name, son?
It's just a grain of sand.
This is related to the memory of the whole desert.
Your bones
The sun that supports mom during the day.
Support mother's day.
Before we get there, son
The bird stood still.
In the Gobi, they have a blast in their mouths.
Observe with seeds
Let's fall in love in the desert.
Where there is love, there is a river.
There will be a forest by the river.
There will be many animals singing in the forest.
All the songs will tell you.
I hope I can help you!
9. Who knows some poems about desert? Tang Gaoshi rode from the desert to the Great Wall.
The border town is so depressed, and the sunshine is bleak and white. In the battle of the battlefield, the long-tailed fox was repeatedly harassed and sad.
Without the security book, the generals are already in debt. It's just that if Wu has no place to put it to use, he has to go back to China alone.
Zaqu Geci Caisang Hall has fought many battles since ancient times, and its birthplace is still in Jia Bing. Driving thousands of miles, it's flat at one stroke.
According to the sword from the desert, songs filled the capital. Send the message that the world will be a general, and you must make a name for yourself.
In the Tang Dynasty, Emperor Gaozong said that Xuanwei Desert was on the left and Danqing was on the right. It is said that Tang belonged to Lulong for 20 years and defended the desert for 30 years.
I have loved my career all my life, but I don't feel bad about joining the army. Today, when a guest changes into a temple, he knows that learning to bend a bow is wrong.
Red meat hurts golden sores, and others become Huo Wei. Look at your door. Your door is miserable.
Yuanyang Tang, Lu, floating bath moss edge, Liao Pulan high embroidered curtain. Does the dragon envy the egret for being white and not following it? Knit a sweater.
Xiaxia invades the green bamboo fragrance, and the building leans against Qingyun Hall. Laugh at the desert geese with the sun, and the smoke in Dongting is warm and homesick.
The twelve rhymes of Stalagmite Creek are accompanied by attendants. Tang Lulun faces Rizhao Lingshan, with countless mountains and streams. Books have no old records, but we should carve new records.
Double-walled diarrhea Tianhe, a peak spit lotus calyx. The heart of the pool is in chaos, and the beads fall on the rock belly.
Multicolored mussels keep their shoots, and fragrant flowers curl up. Apes show Yangling, dragons are red in the valley.
Quiet fishermen talk, idle fairy tale breath. Yan Song leans on Judy, and Guangshitun is an oil curtain.
Cathay Pacific is a good place for Liu Hou, while mountain spring is a good place for leisure. This is a strange bird, rotten and nameless medicine.
If you want to test the young gentleman, you can also sing a big hidden work. You can't stay in a continuous building, in an ancient desert.
After the snow in Chang 'an, the blue sky in Tangyutan is closed, and it snows all over the world. Grass breaks into wells, and trees break into branches.
Wild hybrid breeding cold wheat, Gao Quan forbidden pool. Far away, Danque came out, opposite to Lin Bu.
When you climb the roof and pick up the pieces, you can peek at the condensed flowers. The wings of angry birds were frozen into horseshoes.
The north wants to be connected with the desert, and the south wants the sea. Cold light and plain color, blowing to dusk and north wind.
Ming Bing articles Tang Fu Jiamo has vast rivers and seas in the north, dry ice in Nanshan day and night, and plain bright moon rises. Only when you don't see yourself in the deep mountain valley can you know that you are ready to recommend, the shady room is dry and covered with a cold fan.
In the spring of February, at the beginning of the dynasty, the spring scenery is full of thousands of doors, and the ice is supreme. The court is well matched with nine instruments, with magnificent waist and jade, thousands of officials and thousands of things, and the Ming soldiers are in office.
Recalling the cold wind in the desert yesterday, the ice in the long river of Kunlun began to be solid and sweaty, accumulating pavilions and pavilions. When the water of Jiangyan River rose, the ice on the forbidden garden pond was reopened and the green culvert was reflected on the balcony.
"Song of Divination" began in July, and the ice house was engraved with the track of Zhao objects, which was not sacrificed at four o'clock. In the peace sacred system, Zhang Shangshu was sent to inspect Tainan Hospital in Tang Cui and Beidou Qi Fei.
The flag drum is close to the desert, and Loki is out. The mountains are surrounded by jade, and the bonfire reflects gold.
I have repeatedly offered strategies, and I have repeatedly won the temple. Wandering by the river, wandering under the banner.
Through the ages, the pulse is flat, and the sound of heaven vibrates for nine weeks. Horses and chariots are angry, and horses and chariots are at dusk.
Summer is near and the canopy is still turning, and autumn is deep and lush. He gave a gift to heaven, and grace gave him a royal costume.
In Ransong, mingji intends to return to Japan. Hao, the satrap of Liangzhou, was appointed as the Han general, and Lu led his troops to invade the south.
Go out to clear the desert, and return home to worship the feather forest. The wind and frost are bitter and the years are deep.
As an ambassador to Xihe, I know how to serve my country better. Caisanghu has fought in the battlefield since ancient times, and his ancestral home is still there.
Driving thousands of miles, it's flat at one stroke. According to the sword from the desert, songs filled the capital.
Send the message that the world will be a general, and you must make a name for yourself. Five generals said that Zhang's five poems were strangers, and the sky was full of noise.
The theory of Qing dynasty is tried early, but the heart of Xuan is late. Enter the corridor temple and stay in the desert.
See deep sorrow, reply to Chen Pingji. May you be rid of your evil, enough to repay the late emperor.
Su Jin River guards the Tang Dynasty, and Zhang zhen guards Su Jin River at night. Running here and there, a thousand miles a day.
But I don't know how old I am when I see my face changed. Walking in the desert has many things for the king.
Next song, Yu, there is no vegetation in Saibei, and the kite nest zombie. The desert is empty and the wind blows all day.
There are many hardships in the battle, not four hours. In ancient times, Tang Dai Xiuzhen was poor in autumn, the wind was blowing, and the sea was sad and cloudy.
Lu rode horses to plunder Henan, and Han soldiers rode on it. Feather book started the desert, and Diao Dou was a noisy pavilion.
How wide the blockade is, the lighthouse in the distance will be given to the other party. Young people take strange days, and chivalrous people call for more visits.
Drop the pen and give up life, and Tiago flew away. Draw your sword like frost, and you will be strong.
Will make Wan Li work, depending on your seal Hou Xiang. Tang Liqiao was ordered to build the northern city of Liuzhou, and he was ordered to serve the frontier. He always builds cities in the north.
Sheep and dogs were driven away here. I'm happier when I'm here. Wang Shining is lazy.
There is no time to win in 30 days, and a hundred pheasants are fighting each other. The mighty desert hangs down and there is the sun in the North Sea.
The second court is over, and Wuling comes to the king. Driving up the mountain can give consideration to the wild.
When thousands of miles are depressed, the vegetation is sad. With the world, I feel the rise and fall.
Han barrier is far away from the river, and Qin Cheng grows into the sea. Regardless of temple policy, summer is a disaster.
Taoism was hidden before the decline of the industry and flourished today. The system is a hundred kings and the defense is a thousand years.
Ma Niu was cornered by the road and the front line was sold to the battlefield. I don't want to be virtuous, but the picture is in Yongkang.
What Wang did was called Chen. In the sixth Tang Dynasty, Li Bai's bonfire moved to the desert in the next song, even shining on the clouds of Ganquan.
Emperor Xian of Han raised his sword and called General Li. The soldiers are angry in the sky, and the drums are at the bottom.
Run wild with courage, there will be a clean world war I, and give it to He Qi judge Chang Tang Hao Li Bai. Sometimes he feels blue and sits until midnight.
The sky is high and the clouds are light, trying to solve the world disputes. Wan Liyun's heart drifted away with the long wind.
Shame on Jinan, reciting ancient prose. Otherwise, the sword will rise and the desert will win great honor.
Why Yang Qingfen between old age and death? Master is a wind musician now, and only then can he be crowned in the three armed forces.
If it is homologous in the end, it will be submerged in the group. Yan Yong Tang Li Yuan will leave the desert sooner or later and fly from the south to everywhere.
It rained and snowed in Guanshan, and the sweater was damaged by Feng Shui. The blue sea soul is about to break, and the red chamber is confident.
I don't know what I paid, but I left a few lines in reply. Tang Lijie, Qu Juvenile, learned to ride and shoot, and bravely crowned on Tuesday.
Love has been working in the desert since childhood. The whip is under the waist, and the flute is blowing snow.
I should be exhausted today. The general doesn't know yet. Du Fu was sent to Tang Dynasty, and the minister was in the third year of high school and fifteen, in order to ripen the wheat, but he was willing to take it away.
Please teach me how to use poverty. The hungry eagle is not full of meat, and its side wings fly with people.
A tall student straddles the pommel horse and looks very quiet. Publishing a book, starting with Chu Ci.
Who is the official today? I feel hot in Wuwei. A: Secretary Yun, I'm ashamed of Guo Shi.
People are not easy to know, but you must be careful. After leaving the shogunate for ten years, I can take control of my command.
This trip is special enough to comfort my thoughts. A man's fame and fortune is also the time to be a boss.
Often hate is shallow, each in the sky. Another example is to participate in business, and I feel sad.
The wind blows a swan. Never follow it. In the desert of yellow dust, I miss my son and Angelica.
Border town has spare capacity to send military poems early. So General Wuwei wrote three elegies.