Poetry describing dust in northwest China
2. Poems about flying dust
Poetry about sandstorm 1. Poems about sandstorms
Damn sandstorm, you are a mad dog,
Or a wolf? may be
What monster ran away from the horse a long time ago?
My sky was so clear just now,
My sun is still so bright.
Me and my brothers in Qingtuhu Painting and Calligraphy Club,
Still wandering by the Shiyang River with steady water flow.
We cook fish, we barbecue,
We sketch, drink, take pictures and make jokes.
But now, you're here,
You turned my sky into a hazy yellow,
You let my sun go somewhere!
You made my land dark,
You shook my village and lost my way.
You have blinded all of us.
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Damn sandstorm, what you're holding,
Persistent volcanic ash over Iceland,
Or is it Badain Jilin full of mud and sand?
You are holding the Indonesian tsunami in your arms.
Or Wenchuan earthquake, or being fired by everyone.
20 12 disaster prediction?
You are like thunder, like electricity, throwing avalanches,
Exquisite and perfect interpretation;
You're crazy, crazy, you dehumanize a,
Show ghost * * * angry, take in everything in a glance.
You immediately let me know what is fierce and insidious.
Heart-killing process; You made me understand at once,
What are jumping and anxiety?
Now, what are you going to tear up my hometown?
Where are you going to throw my bird?
Do you want to drive away my cattle and sheep, or do you want to drive away my ideal?
Or do you want to drive away the survival hope of my 300 thousand people?
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I can only stare at the damn sandstorm,
See you put me in the greenhouse one by one,
Tear it into pieces and hang it on branches and poles.
Listen, you just laid a bunch of plastic films,
Be uprooted and fly like a flag.
I can only watch, the crops you broke me out of the ground,
Playing in pieces, littering;
I can only watch, you put my thriving trees,
Destroyed trees, destroyed leaves, and destroyed the county seat.
I can only look at the village where you let me smoke,
Everywhere burns into flames and turns to ashes;
I can only watch, you put my unpretentious hometown,
Blow and cry, tears streaming down your face.
Now, I can only watch,
You kill people without blinking an eye, on the land of my hometown,
Wind and fire come and go freely!
2. Poetry about sand and dust
Does it rise during the day? Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. (Tang Meng Jiao's "Bitter Cold")
The north wind is offshore and the weather is fine. (Tang Lijing, "Chang 'an Works Except Night")
The north wind blows snow over the scar, and Gankun is full of dust. (Don Li Shimin's Winter Inauguration)
Xue Rui has a cold wind, a clear north wind and even colder weather. (Tang Bai Juyi's "Drunk Wild Talk" rewards Xiao, and the north wind snows three feet. (Han Anonymous "Nineteen Ancient Poems")
The north wind rolled the ground and tore the grass. Snowflakes danced and the north wind rustled. Zhu Hua was still wet and the river was frozen. (Wang Yuan Mian, "Friends")
The north wind shakes the clouds in the sky, and I am afraid that Ma Gu will throw rice. (Wang Yuan Mian's "One of Plum Blossoms")
The north wind is blowing heavily. ("Liu Mingji Popular in the North")
The north wind hunted and blew people down. (Don Bai Juyi's "Celebrating Snow in the Morning")
The cold wind blows fiercely, and the frost withers. (Tang Zhang, "Send Fourteen North Tour to Songzhou")
Leng Yun covered my towel. (Don Li Longji's hot soup for Si Nuo)
The frozen burial in Longnan is shrinking, and the frozen clouds are blurred every other month. (Southern and Northern Dynasties, Yu Xin's Poem of Offering Wine)
Four qi metabolism. Frozen clouds are clamoring for snow, enough paper is buzzing in the middle of the night, and the moon in winter is boundless. (Straight "Poetry of the North Wind")
The north wind bent trees, the athletes in the city blew off their ears, and the north wind cracked the ice. (Wang Yuan Mian's "Two Rhymes in the Snow Answer Liu Tiju")
Last night, the north wind blew people down and the sword flashed snow. (Cao's "Step out of Xiamen, Go to Winter in October")
The north wind is like a sword. I wish the jade flower was ten feet deep. (Song Luyou's "Love after Snow")
The north wind blows snow to fly to Wan Li, the poor lanes cover the double doors, and the cold wind blows the ears. The cold wind blows the long forest and the flowers wither. (Wang Yuan mian "Jizhou Road")
Under the fine snow and sand, the north wind is bleak, and the snow in Tianshan Mountain is thicker overnight. (Fatankou by Wen Song Tianxiang)
North wind1February, the north wind blows to Sha Xue in succession. (Wang Yuan mian "Mei Ying Jiao")
The north wind blows human desires, and the north wind blows human desires. The north wind is called bitter mulberry and cloudy shelfa.
Think back to yesterday's twelfth lunar month. Square condensation, dusk snow sign, eight In the snow horizontal Tatar days. (Tang Du Fu's "North Wind")
The rustling north wind outside the city destroys the hearts of strong men. The snow suddenly dispersed. (Tang Du Fu's "Xiang He Ge Ci Qian Ku Han Xing")
North wind, north wind. (Han Anonymous "Don't Poem")
Ten miles north, the ice is thick and clear, the night is half sad, and the cold wind is broken again. Don't throw the ball. (Don Meng Jiao's "Looking for Friends")
The north wind blows people down. (Tang Qianqi's Winter Night Hotel)
On the Independence River. (Tang's Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji Wu home)
Meng Dong October. (Wang Yuan mian "Su Mei Qi Thirteen")
The north wind shakes the road, the frost and rain are raining, and the ice is blowing at the temples. I moved here for the first time. (Don Richie's "Send Wang Ning and Xiaoxue to Clear the Room")
The north wind rolls the red pavilion at night. (Zhang Tang said "Wind and Sheng Wenzhi Tang Yingxue")
Sloppy and sunny. (Wen Song Tianxiang "The 180th Song")
The north wind blows. Snow is as thick as a towel. (Anonymous "Title Mei")
Mengdong is very cold. (Don Bai Juyi's "Don't Feel the Tent")
The cold wind blows my bones, the north wind breaks the South Pole, the cold wind enters the shade, and the cold wind blows. (Tang Luwen's "Mengdong Pujinguan River Zuo Ting")
It's cold, You Lan. At first, it was suspected that the goddess scattered flowers and shrank her golden feet. The old man was afraid of the cold and closed his room during the day (Song Lu traveled with the son Tan Yuzi Yuan Min, why not go to the East Garden Xun Mei).
It's cold, frosty and snowy. Snowflakes are like poplars' nests, and the cold blows on the skin, making it look like Sanqiu. (Song Luyou's Snow Song at Night)
The north wind blows the same clouds, and the scenery hangs around. (Tang Gaoshi's "Tang Dongda")
In the severe winter, the north wind is rushing and falling, and geese are blowing snow one after another, cutting clothes and cooling clothes. Plum branches are very spring, frost cuts my muscles, and the cloth is not covered. It is colder to drink horses in the Great Wall Cave, and it is even worse to fly to Yunfu. (Don Cen Can's "Snow Songs in Tianshan Mountain Send Xiao Zhiyu to Beijing")
It's a day in Huang Yun, a thousand miles away. (Tang Xueguang Yao's "Song of Harmony, Midnight Winter Song")
Cold snow and broken fingers. (Tang Xue, according to "Going to Nanshan to Don't Work")
The cold wind is blowing in the corner. (Tang monk Guan Xiu "Harmony and Bitterness")
What's the point of pedestrians playing with me in seclusion? The frost is thick and congealed. (Tang Bai Juyi's "The Village is Bitter and Cold")
1 1 month In Jiangchengshan Temple, Zhu Fengri was in a terrible mood. (Don Lu Ruby, "Four Complaints with Li Xiucai")
The north wind shook the earth last night. (Song Luyou, "Dreaming of stationing troops outside the river on the night of September 16th, and sending envoys to surrender to Zhucheng")
The snow is still falling. I stopped today. (Don Meng Jiao's "Miscellaneous Songs and Feathers")
Chang 'an wind blows, and the cold wind cracks me. (Bao Zhao in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, "Learning Ancient Poems")
The pond is covered with snow. The north wind made the branches creak.
3. Ancient poems describing sandstorms
1, Four Unique Sandstorms [Author] The drama of Sugar Man Huafan started from the dust, and the old tree moved first.
Leaves are broken, roots are broken, and fruits are scattered. 2, the seven laws of sandstorm [Author] Yi Yun has not encountered sandstorms for many years, and today he is dizzy in the world.
In the distance, the green hills are colorless, and the willows fall beside the embankment. Those who banished the demon Warcraft forgot to close the gates of hell.
Going straight to the Qingming Antai environment will lead to chaos and disaster for children and grandchildren. 3, the four-line sandstorm [Author] The princess who cooks wine (1) is seven points ashamed to dye mink and fur, and half a wisp of madness can be bullfighting.
Joke: The cold spring is still astringent, and it is lightly applied to Huanggang. (2) Don't ask which falls in spring and autumn, 30% yellow rain and 30% sand.
Knowing that everyone is tired, we have to teach a face without makeup. 4, the seven wonders: sandstorm [Author] A good frost and foggy, dark and dusty.
The weather in border areas is often like this. When will Juye see green? 5, four unique sandstorms (Pingshuiyun: Qiyang) [Author] Qi Lu 7k yesterday at this time raised the dragon's head, head down.
Yellow sand covers the sky, and the wind is crazy. 6, the seven wonders, sandstorm [Author] Anhui rolling dust on the sale, the wind swept away flowers.
There is no smoke in the sky, and the desert lies between Huang Yun and hell. 8, four wonders, sandstorm [Author] There is something fishy in the dusty room outside the window of Liu Wenzhong, and the case before the poem falls asleep.
The grandson bows at school, and the cattle and sheep in the pen don't go out. 9, four sandstorms [Author] Lonely Goose (Zhou Yan) Thousands of miles away, there is no one in Wan Li, Huang Yun, Fiona Fang.
The stars, the sun and the moon are eclipsed, and the lakes and mountains are covered with gauze. About the author: Zhou Yan, alias Zhou Zhixing, pen name Gu Yan, nickname Nan.
Teacher of Yurun Town Central School, Ledu District, Haidong City, Qinghai Province. 10, Four Wonders Sandstorm [Author] Sun Qing began to see yellow sand in the dark, and the whole world could not see home.
Sandstorms and smog have plagued for many years, and there is only embarrassment in this life.
4. Ancient poetry of sandstorm
Li Yi: Looking at the whirling wind and sand, Li Yi, a frontier poet in the late Tang Dynasty, passed through the broken desert in Shaanxi and was unfortunately hit by a sandstorm. Seeing the scenery, he wrote a seven-character quatrain Dubushana: Dubushana (Tang Dynasty) Li Yi saw the wind and sand whirling, and failed to save the grass after years.
When there is no spring in Mo Yan's northland, there is always spring to know. Sandstorm was originally a terrible scene, but the poet recorded a sandstorm he experienced in poetic language, but it was very imposing.
The first sentence, "See the wind and sand whirl", looks imposing from a height. There is only one word "dancing", which means that sandstorms come quickly and fiercely. It is precisely because of such a shocking personal experience that the poet will have the association of "years of carelessness".
I'm afraid you will never see the vegetation growing on this foggy moraine. But the poet is broad-minded and optimistic by nature, and the next two sentences are quite poetic: please don't say that Saibei can't see the flowers in the mountains, there will always be a message of spring.
Yes, there is no winter that will not be crossed, and there is no sandstorm that will not dissipate. Bright spring will always come to the world.
Poetry about flying dust 1. Poetry about dust.
Does it rise during the day? Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. (Tang Meng Jiao's "Bitter Cold")
The north wind is offshore and the weather is fine. (Tang Lijing, "Chang 'an Works Except Night")
The north wind blows snow over the scar, and Gankun is full of dust. (Don Li Shimin's Winter Inauguration)
Xue Rui has a cold wind, a clear north wind and even colder weather. (Tang Bai Juyi's "Drunk Wild Talk" rewards Xiao, and the north wind snows three feet. (Han Anonymous "Nineteen Ancient Poems")
The north wind rolled the ground and tore the grass. Snowflakes danced and the north wind rustled. Zhu Hua was still wet and the river was frozen. (Wang Yuan Mian, "Friends")
The north wind shakes the clouds in the sky, and I am afraid that Ma Gu will throw rice. (Wang Yuan Mian's "One of Plum Blossoms")
The north wind is blowing heavily. ("Liu Mingji Popular in the North")
The north wind hunted and blew people down. (Don Bai Juyi's "Celebrating Snow in the Morning")
The cold wind blows fiercely, and the frost withers. (Tang Zhang, "Send Fourteen North Tour to Songzhou")
Leng Yun covered my towel. (Don Li Longji's hot soup for Si Nuo)
The frozen burial in Longnan is shrinking, and the frozen clouds are blurred every other month. (Southern and Northern Dynasties, Yu Xin's Poem of Offering Wine)
Four qi metabolism. Frozen clouds are clamoring for snow, enough paper is buzzing in the middle of the night, and the moon in winter is boundless. (Straight "Poetry of the North Wind")
The north wind bent trees, the athletes in the city blew off their ears, and the north wind cracked the ice. (Wang Yuan Mian's "Two Rhymes in the Snow Answer Liu Tiju")
Last night, the north wind blew people down and the sword flashed snow. (Cao's "Step out of Xiamen, Go to Winter in October")
The north wind is like a sword. I wish the jade flower was ten feet deep. (Song Luyou's "Love after Snow")
The north wind blows snow to fly to Wan Li, the poor lanes cover the double doors, and the cold wind blows the ears. The cold wind blows the long forest and the flowers wither. (Wang Yuan mian "Jizhou Road")
Under the fine snow and sand, the north wind is bleak, and the snow in Tianshan Mountain is thicker overnight. (Fatankou by Wen Song Tianxiang)
North wind1February, the north wind blows to Sha Xue in succession. (Wang Yuan mian "Mei Ying Jiao")
The north wind blows human desires, and the north wind blows human desires. The north wind is called bitter mulberry and cloudy shelfa.
Think back to yesterday's twelfth lunar month. Square condensation, dusk snow sign, eight In the snow horizontal Tatar days. (Tang Du Fu's "North Wind")
The rustling north wind outside the city destroys the hearts of strong men. The snow suddenly dispersed. (Tang Du Fu's "Xiang He Ge Ci Qian Ku Han Xing")
North wind, north wind. (Han Anonymous "Don't Poem")
Ten miles north, the ice is thick and clear, the night is half sad, and the cold wind is broken again. Don't throw the ball. (Don Meng Jiao's "Looking for Friends")
The north wind blows people down. (Tang Qianqi's Winter Night Hotel)
On the Independence River. (Tang's Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji Wu home)
Meng Dong October. (Wang Yuan mian "Su Mei Qi Thirteen")
The north wind shakes the road, the frost and rain are raining, and the ice is blowing at the temples. I moved here for the first time. (Don Richie's "Send Wang Ning and Xiaoxue to Clear the Room")
The north wind rolls the red pavilion at night. (Zhang Tang said "Wind and Sheng Wenzhi Tang Yingxue")
Sloppy and sunny. (Wen Song Tianxiang "The 180th Song")
The north wind blows. Snow is as thick as a towel. (Anonymous "Title Mei")
Mengdong is very cold. (Don Bai Juyi's "Don't Feel the Tent")
The cold wind blows my bones, the north wind breaks the South Pole, the cold wind enters the shade, and the cold wind blows. (Tang Luwen's "Mengdong Pujinguan River Zuo Ting")
It's cold, You Lan. At first, it was suspected that the goddess scattered flowers and shrank her golden feet. The old man was afraid of the cold and closed his room during the day (Song Lu traveled with the son Tan Yuzi Yuan Min, why not go to the East Garden Xun Mei).
It's cold, frosty and snowy. Snowflakes are like poplars' nests, and the cold blows on the skin, making it look like Sanqiu. (Song Luyou's Snow Song at Night)
The north wind blows the same clouds, and the scenery hangs around. (Tang Gaoshi's "Tang Dongda")
In the severe winter, the north wind is rushing and falling, and geese are blowing snow one after another, cutting clothes and cooling clothes. Plum branches are very spring, frost cuts my muscles, and the cloth is not covered. It is colder to drink horses in the Great Wall Cave, and it is even worse to fly to Yunfu. (Don Cen Can's "Snow Songs in Tianshan Mountain Send Xiao Zhiyu to Beijing")
It's a day in Huang Yun, a thousand miles away. (Tang Xueguang Yao's "Song of Harmony, Midnight Winter Song")
Cold snow and broken fingers. (Tang Xue, according to "Going to Nanshan to Don't Work")
The cold wind is blowing in the corner. (Tang monk Guan Xiu "Harmony and Bitterness")
What's the point of pedestrians playing with me in seclusion? The frost is thick and congealed. (Tang Bai Juyi's "The Village is Bitter and Cold")
1 1 month In Jiangchengshan Temple, Zhu Fengri was in a terrible mood. (Don Lu Ruby, "Four Complaints with Li Xiucai")
The north wind shook the earth last night. (Song Luyou, "Dreaming of stationing troops outside the river on the night of September 16th, and sending envoys to surrender to Zhucheng")
The snow is still falling. I stopped today. (Don Meng Jiao's "Miscellaneous Songs and Feathers")
Chang 'an wind blows, and the cold wind cracks me. (Bao Zhao in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, "Learning Ancient Poems")
The pond is covered with snow. The north wind made the branches creak.
2. Poems about sandstorms
Damn sandstorm, you are a mad dog,
Or a wolf? may be
What monster ran away from the horse a long time ago?
My sky was so clear just now,
My sun is still so bright.
Me and my brothers in Qingtuhu Painting and Calligraphy Club,
Still wandering by the Shiyang River with steady water flow.
We cook fish, we barbecue,
We sketch, drink, take pictures and make jokes.
But now, you're here,
You turned my sky into a hazy yellow,
You let my sun go somewhere!
You made my land dark,
You shook my village and lost my way.
You have blinded all of us.
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Damn sandstorm, what you're holding,
Persistent volcanic ash over Iceland,
Or is it Badain Jilin full of mud and sand?
You are holding the Indonesian tsunami in your arms.
Or Wenchuan earthquake, or being fired by everyone.
20 12 disaster prediction?
You are like thunder, like electricity, throwing avalanches,
Exquisite and perfect interpretation;
You're crazy, crazy, you dehumanize a,
Show ghost * * * angry, take in everything in a glance.
You immediately let me know what is fierce and insidious.
Heart-killing process; You made me understand at once,
What are jumping and anxiety?
Now, what are you going to tear up my hometown?
Where are you going to throw my bird?
Do you want to drive away my cattle and sheep, or do you want to drive away my ideal?
Or do you want to drive away the survival hope of my 300 thousand people?
three
I can only stare at the damn sandstorm,
See you put me in the greenhouse one by one,
Tear it into pieces and hang it on branches and poles.
Listen, you just laid a bunch of plastic films,
Be uprooted and fly like a flag.
I can only watch, the crops you broke me out of the ground,
Playing in pieces, littering;
I can only watch, you put my thriving trees,
Destroyed trees, destroyed leaves, and destroyed the county seat.
I can only look at the village where you let me smoke,
Everywhere burns into flames and turns to ashes;
I can only watch, you put my unpretentious hometown,
Blow and cry, tears streaming down your face.
Now, I can only watch,
You kill people without blinking an eye, on the land of my hometown,
Wind and fire come and go freely!
3. Poems describing sandstorms
Song of Chang Gan
Lipper
Oh, finally, when you come back through three Pa areas, send me a message home in advance! .
I'll pick you up, and I won't mind the distance, all the way to Sha Changfeng.
General Cao painted a horse at the minister's house.
Du Fu
They are war horses. Either way, it is possible to face 10 thousand people. They let the white silk extend to a vast desert.
An old battle song
Richie
During the day, the beacon tower climbing the mountain observes and gives an alarm, and at night, the horse leads the horse to the riverside.
The dark wind blew bursts of sounds, like the pipa of a princess in the Han Dynasty, full of hidden grievances.
William Wang review
Two Liangzhou Ci Poems
Pu Tao luminous cup, want to drink pipa immediately.
Drunk lying on the battlefield, you don't laugh, there have been several wars in ancient times.
In the middle of Qin dynasty, flowers and birds had stopped, and the sandstorm outside the Great Wall was still cold.
Listening to Hu family folding willows at night reminds people of Chang 'an.
Lipper
Old custom
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I left Yanmenguan yesterday and now I am guarding Longting.
Frightened sand and chaotic sea, flying snow fascinates Hu Tian.
Scorpions give birth to tigers, and souls chase tigers.
Hard work is not rewarded, and loyalty is hard to declare.
Who pity Li Feihui? There are no three sides to a white head.
……
Hackers have been gone for a long time, but who knows ghosts?
Hu Guan spared the sandstorm, but Xiao Suo died.
The tree turns yellow, and the climb looks at Rong Hong.
Abandoned cities are empty and deserted, and border towns are completely blocked.
Bones covered with frost, cragginess covered with hazel.
Who insulted me, arrogant and vicious?
He was angry with me, and he worked hard for the drums.
Yang loves to kill, and it kills Sao zhongtu.
……
A ball of sand and dirty beads, the grass is lonely.
……
The prince is like the star and the moon, and the guests are like.
Li Bai's comments
Xianghe Pavilion crossed the river in Wu Gong.
The Yellow River comes to Kunlun in the west, and Wan Li touches Longmen.
The stormy waves, Yao asked, Dayu cares about the rivers, and his children cry but don't peep at home.
Killing the raging flood, Kyushu began to silkworm hemp.
Its harm is to go.
Lost in the sand, I am crazy and stupid.
The morning runoff is ridiculous, others stop at their wives, and men don't cross the river.
Tigers can fight, rivers can't rely on them, male fruit drowns into the sea, and long whales have white teeth like snow-capped mountains.
When it is made public, the bones are hanging in the meantime, and it' s sad to not return.
Wang Lie review
Two songs of Saishangqu
Beauty is old, and iron clothes lie on the sand every year.
Spring does not enter the white grass city, and the yellow flowers keep the geese flying.
The lonely city keeps the building idle in the evening, and the Wan Ren Mountain is round and clear.
The mirror does not need white hair, and the wind and sand solve the old beauty.
Li qi's comments
An old battle song
During the day, the beacon tower climbing the mountain observes and gives an alarm, and at night, the horse leads the horse to the riverside.
The dark wind blew bursts of sounds, like the pipa of a princess in the Han Dynasty, full of hidden grievances.
The clouds in the wilderness are not near the city wall at all, and the rain and snow cover the boundless desert.
The sorrowful Hu Yanyan flew through the air, and HUS soldiers were all in tears.
It is said that Yumenguan has blocked the road, so the soldiers can only follow the general around.
The bones of death are buried in the wilderness every year, and only grapes from the western regions are sent to the Han people.
4. Words to describe sandstorms
With the improvement of the quality of life, people pay more attention to the natural environment.
Especially the sandstorm at the turn of the century has aroused great concern. This is not only because of the high frequency and violence of sandstorms, but also because of its wide influence, including northwest and north China, southwest Heilongjiang, Huanghuai and other places.
Especially at 200 1, several sandstorms swept through Beijing with amazing ferocity. In five days, 1200 flights were delayed, and some people even disappeared in the sandstorm. Therefore, people exclaimed: "Beijing can only dance with the dust in spring!" " Experts preliminarily speculate that China may have entered a new round of frequent sandstorms.
Looking up the data since 300 AD, it is found that there have been five frequent sandstorms in northern China, each lasting about 90 to 100 years. The last two times occurred in ad1610-1700 and 1820- 189 1 respectively. The interval between the two cycles is nearly one hundred years, and now it is just one hundred years from the last cycle.
Meteorologists believe that a new round of frequent sandstorms may be coming soon. It can be seen that sandstorm has been a common natural disaster in northern China since ancient times.
According to the study of ancient ivory fossils, as early as hundreds of thousands of years ago, there was a shadow of sandstorms in Nanjing! There are many descriptions and records about sandstorms in both scientific and technological documents and China's ancient poems. One spring, Li Yi, a frontier poet in the late Tang Dynasty, crossed the broken desert in Shaanxi and was caught in a sandstorm. He wrote a quatrain in "Breaking Sand": Seeing the wind and sand whirling, the vegetation will not grow for many years.
When there is no spring in Mo Yan's northland, there is always spring to know. The poet recorded a sandstorm he experienced in poetic language.
The first sentence, "Whirling when the wind blows", means that the sandstorm is coming, and the momentum is compelling. There is only one word "swirling", which means that the sandstorm is fierce. It is precisely because of such a shocking experience that the poet has the association that "the grass grows and the warbler flies after many years", and I am afraid that vegetation will never grow on this vast moraine.
But the poet is broad-minded and optimistic by nature, and the next two sentences are very poetic: please don't say that Saibei can't see flowers, there will always be a message of spring. In the early autumn of Song Xuanhe's fourth year (1 122), Professor and Dr. Chen from imperial academy went to Kaifeng, the capital, to give lectures. The autumn wind is cool and pleasant.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I met a sandstorm, I was very upset. I wrote two quatrains in Zhongmou Road, one of which said: Liu recruits people without waiting for the media, and dragonflies are close to the horse and suddenly guess. How to meet the cool breeze and not come with the dust?
The poet rode to his post, and the autumn wind burst all the way, and the willow was Yi Yi; Dragonflies fly around in the air, just approaching the horse, wanting to rest on horseback, but afraid of the horse's big tail, and soon fly away, vividly depicting a picture of early autumn. What is hateful is that a sandstorm suddenly blew, which made people unable to open their eyes. It's really disappointing.
If only I could make an appointment with nature to keep the dust from coming with the cool breeze. Let's extend the lens to ancient times and see what it was like at that time.
As far back as the Jin Dynasty, Lu Ji left us precious historical materials with his poems and pens. He wrote in "Poems for Gu Yan": "Luo Jing is dusty, and plain clothes are turned into shackles."
Luoyang is the capital of the Jin Dynasty, and the "Luo Jing" here is Luoyang. These two poems say that there is a lot of dust in Luoyang, which is terrible. The dust came and the white clothes were dyed black.
This is not only an exaggeration of poetic language, but also a true portrayal of sandstorms. Shen Kuo, a Scientologist in the Song Dynasty, recorded in the book Meng Qian Bi Tan that he discovered "oil" during his inspection in Yan 'an, saying that this substance "looks like pure paint and burns like hemp, but the smoke is very thick and the tents are all black".
He specially wrote a poem "Yanzhou Poetry": There is snow in Erlang Mountain, and Xuanzhuoqiong is full of people. Clothes are not old in winter, and stone smoke is like Luoyang dust.
People burn oil, emit thick black smoke, and dye white clothes into black clothes, which is annoying. What metaphor is not good? The poet insisted on using Lu Ji's poems to compare "Luoyang Paper Ash" and "Shiyan Smoke". It can be seen that sandstorms have a far-reaching impact on people's lives.
Sandstorms are hateful, but not terrible. The key lies in the state's attention and effective national policies to prevent and control desertification. The Central Committee put forward the "Scientific Outlook on Development", implemented a planned "fallow" policy in the west, and issued a call for "recreating beautiful mountains and rivers".
Yu Xin was very happy and wrote a poem: The development of western Xinjiang is amazing, and hundreds of millions of people can't get out of the saddle. Thanks to the new fallow policy, we can see green mountains and green waters.