1. Poems about golden wheat fields

2. Poems about describing golden wheat fields

Poems about green cages in wheat fields

Watching mowing wheat (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi

Tianjia has few idle months, and people are twice as busy in May.

At night, when the south wind comes, the wheat is covered with yellow.

Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.

He is full of rustic heat, and his back is burning with the sun.

He is exhausted and ignorant of the heat, but he regrets that the summer is long.

There is a poor woman with her son by her side.

Her right hand is holding the ear, and her left arm is hanging from our basket.

Listening to her caring words, I feel sad.

My family has lost all taxes, so I pick this up. You can't forget it all day.

Wheat

Farmers spill sweat

From autumn to spring

They spill it into green seas

They know that it tastes salty. It's also very sweet

because all the honey in the chest

is also spilled in

in the summer of May

between the ears of wheat and the wishes

eyes are vertical into two rulers

measure the length of the ears of wheat and the fullness of the grains

measure them one by one as full as the distance between the ears of wheat and the grains in your heart

the wishes of wheat

. It's all a good head < P >, Hanging like a hammer

Accurately weigh the weight of each grain of wheat

2. What are the poems about "ears of wheat"

1. The ears of wheat are yellow and separated-Tang Bai Juyi's Answer to Liu Yuxi's Bai Taishou Line

2. Jin Ce shakes the ears of wheat idly-Tang Lu Guimeng's Send After Attacking America and La. Xu Chang, a man with wheat ears-Su Shi in Song Dynasty, "Catch locusts with Zhao Langzhong"

5. The young and yellow wheat ears become-Lu You in Song Dynasty, "Mock Valley" < P > 1. Walking into the forest and studying the flowers carefully, the stamens are as golden as wheat ears in the wheat field. The petals are pink and a little reddish. Apricot flowers are tender, so tender that people dare not touch them, lest they be broken.

Second, the wheat in Huang Chengcheng is golden and grows exceptionally well. The ears of wheat are all like the braids of a little girl, bending the waist of the straw.

Third, in the autumn wheat field, the heavy ears of wheat hung their heads shyly.

Fourth, the golden wheat is ripe, and the heavy ears of wheat have bent the waist of the straw. However, this straw is still polite. Look, they are "bowing to say hello" to you! That polite look can be seen at a glance: it turns out that wheat also knows the word "politeness".

5. Mature ears of wheat are full of grains, and the grains are bulging, as if they were about to burst. The grains of millet are huge and full, shining like amber.

6. Love is like picking ears of wheat in a wheat field, or it will go home empty-handed.

7. Some people take the opportunity to pick the full grain of wheat when they see it. Some people look around and miss the opportunity again and again.

8. On our national emblem, there are golden ears of wheat.

9. The sky in the west has turned more beautiful than the ears of wheat. The small figure of a distant bird hurried home, and the frog chirped everywhere, as if announcing that he was going to sleep.

11. Truly learned people are like ears of wheat: as long as they are empty, they stand upright and hold their heads high; but when they are mature and full of swollen grains of wheat, they hang their heads modestly and don't show their edge.

3. Sentences describing golden fields

In the fields, golden rape flowers are mixed with green wheat fields, forming a beautiful picture of spring scenery, which makes people admire.

Pieces of rape are competing to bloom in Huang Chengcheng. Under the spring breeze, layers of golden waves are surging, giving off a refreshing fragrance. When the first autumn wind blows through the fields, it blows yellow rice and red sorghum, and people feel the sweetness of labor and the joy of harvest.

The ears of rice are bent, and the farmers in the fields are also printed with smiles on their faces blackened by the sun. A bunch of seedlings in the border are all green and green, crowded and clustered. From a distance, it looks like a stack of green carpets.

Huang Chengcheng's rice, full of grains, is swaying with the wind, giving off intoxicating fragrance and churning golden waves. At present, there is a piece of millet, and the heavy ears of grain are shining in the sun like jewels.

The wheat in Huang Chengcheng is golden, and it grows exceptionally well. The ears of wheat are like a little girl's braid, bending the waist of the straw. When many plants are scorched by the scorching sun, only sorghum stubbornly sticks to its waist, and will hold out a red grain after autumn.

Some sorghum ears have already bent down, and those red, black and yellow sorghum seeds are shiny, and the chickens are used to paying off the side of the track, which really makes people love. On the fat green sword-like corn leaves, there is wet night dew. When the wind shakes, the dew rolls down along the thick straw.

In autumn, the cotton fields show a deep purple color. The cotton peaches open their mouths and spit out soft and white cotton wool, which shakes with the wind as if nodding to welcome people.

4. What are the beautiful sentences describing the wheat field?

1. In spring, the boundless wheat field is green, refreshing, vivid, smiling, breezy and fragrant ...

2. In the wheat field, the ears of wheat are full and golden. When the wind blows, the wheat waves roll, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

3. That green wheat field fascinates me and intoxicates me! The feeling of "harmony between man and nature" drifted to the boundless distance with the dandelion blooming in an instant ... < P > 4. In the distant wheat field, golden wheat is connected together, just like a golden ocean. When the breeze blows, the wheat shakes like waves, and they beat each other. In this ocean, those harvesters become fishing boats, and they slowly pass by, leaving the road full of straw as the aftermath of fishing boats.

5. The early morning sunshine crossed the golden wheat field, and the scarecrow opened his sleepy eyes lazily, and the most beautiful scenery was fixed in the mature season in an instant.

6. Wandering around the country road, looking at the golden wheat fields in the crop fields and the green fruit forests in the fields, those blue fruits have youthful sunshine and charm in this season.

7. The wheat fields as far as the eye can see.

8. Large tracts of wheat fields are covered with green waves in the breeze, and the dense fine white flowers bloom in the endless green sea. The ears of wheat hold their heads high, pestering the sunshine of white flowers with faint wheat fragrance, and visiting the golden color in the cuckoo singing brought by the sharp wheat awn.

9. The wheat harvest is the busiest time of the year. Looking at the endless wheat fields, the breeze blows the golden waves and rolls them, and the heavy ears of wheat bend the straw. It seems that when I see the jars of wheat, steaming white steamed buns and dough soup with oily flowers, I suddenly feel energetic and energetic.

11. The extension of the green belt is the wheat field, where the breeze blows, the wheat waves roll and the golden ears of wheat are heavy.

11. The wheat field is clean and full of mystery.

12. The wheat field is romantic and simple, and the fragrance of wheat in the distance has quietly sunk into the depths of the soul, falling gently and gently.

13. Standing quietly in the wheat field with a few golden colors, with a little warm wind blowing, I looked at the layers of wheat waves and closed my eyes, as if I heard the call of a section of the earth and smelled a little joy of harvest.

14. I sat on the bench and looked at the green wheat fields and the flaming sunset glow on the horizon. Ji Xiaolan has a pair: one is loyal to his minister and dutiful son, and the other is studying and ploughing.

15. Walking farther and farther, the rugged green hills, green wheat fields, and curling kitchen smoke are all faded, faded, and gradually faded into a ray of time, out of sight.

16. When winter goes and spring comes, the willows turn green, and the warm spring breeze turns the endless wheat fields green and wrinkles the quietly flowing river. Sweet spring rain, as light as spider silk, as thin as a needle, as long as a thread, and as dense as a sieve, flies to the earth.

17. Pieces of wheat awn point to the sky, like a knight holding a sword and asking for heaven. It's just that these wheat awns make our eyes ache, as if we can't bear to stare at the hard work and sweat of farmers. They want to sting our hearts and make us cry.

18. The wheat seedlings that are turning green are fluffy and green, and they are carrying crystal clear dewdrops in the morning glow.

19. The young leaves of the wheat seedlings are stretched out and glistening with rain and dew, as green as jade.

21. From a distance, the wheat seedlings grow densely and neatly, like a furry green carpet flattened by a Sichuan cutter. Light brown stalks interweave with warp and weft. It's like the color pattern in the green carpet, beautiful and generous. The breeze is blowing, and the wheat seedlings are shaking gently, as if they are full of energy and ready to use their whole body to flee upwards.

21. A breeze blew, and golden wheat waves were set off in the terraced fields. More spectacular than the waves of the sea.

22. The wheat awns stand upright, just like a head-on broom. The wheat is plump and bigger than the good apple seed.

23. In May, the wheat fields turned yellow, one after another. The thick orange stalks are covered with the heads of the ears, which are cooked so happily and deeply, like strings of golden sweat and boundless golden sea.

24. In summer, the wheat fragrance rushes, and the whole wheat field is like an ocean of gold.

25. It is the season of jointing, heading, flowering and seed setting of wheat, and the sea of wheat is full of green waves. Approaching the wheat field, I saw the long ears of wheat with dense sharpness, and small white flowers blossomed at the root of the sharpness. Some unknown bees are circling around in front of the ear of wheat. Sister Hua is also on the ear, and the leaves are busy crawling around.

26. The rye is full of ears, but the ears are still light. A pale green wave of wheat is fluctuating in the wind.

27. No matter which direction you look, spring wheat is not tall between heaven and earth. But no one bends down straight. They carry me. I hold you, like a flexible screen. It affects the spring breeze comfortably; Like a magic carpet, it has been paved with boundless white clouds and spread into the hongxia on the top of the mountain.

28. It's snowing, and the Maimiao doll is sleeping soundly under the snow cover. Some Maimiao dolls stick their heads out of the quilt, like an urchin looking around, curiously looking at this world of powder and jade.

A poem about golden color 1. A poem about "golden color"

The willow branches in Qingmen are weak, and the east wind blows yellow [golden color].

-"Jiangnan Spring" Bai Juyi [golden] is in bad health, and it is really like having no sex. -"Zhu Guan You Zhao Yin Temple" Wang Changling frost gauge does not allow yellow [gold], and the round quality still contains the fragrance of the imperial history.

—— "Reward Guo Jianzhou to Send Ganzi" Xue Tao's water is exquisite [golden], and the mica screen is translucent. -"The Song of Xiao Chang's Attendance on Bo Ting" Lu Lun's curls [golden], light and dangerous, graceful and crowned in the center.

-"Plum Blossom Music" Liu Ji's golden arm hangs ten million feet. -The Fisherman's Pride can tell the Buddha that the heavens are [golden], but it is not necessarily solemn.-Nian Nujiao, Liu Kezhuang saw it early, the pavilions were green and the willows shook [golden].

-"Man Jiang Hong" He Menggui Palace is pleated [golden]. Blowing flowers is endless.

-"A Huzhu" is close to the [golden] boundary, and the chrysanthemum is rotten. -"Linjiang Xian" Peng Zixiang/.

2. Poems describing golden color

A tree has thousands of branches in spring breeze, which is softer than gold and softer than silk

-Tang Bai Juyi's Ci of Yang Liuzhi

When the golden wind and the jade dew meet, it wins countless people.

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as soon as the sun comes to autumn, it will scatter all its light to the world. Look, the fields are golden, the venues are golden, and the mountains are golden.

The towering mountains in the distance are particularly beautiful in the sunlight, covered with golden coats.

when the bright red sunlight is on the top of the mountain, the fog is pulled open like a curtain, and the city gradually appears in the golden sunshine.

The red sunset turns the river into a magnificent golden wave, and a few boats float home on the sea that is shaking and broken like gold.

The sun is setting in the west, and there are layers of golden ripples on the sea. The sun has set, leaving only a faint rouge color in the western sky.

3. Poems describing the golden color

A tree has thousands of branches in the spring breeze, which is softer than gold and softer than silk-Tang Bai Juyi's "Yang Liuzhi Ci", when the golden wind and the jade dew meet, it wins countless people.

---------------------The Queqiao Fairy by Qin Guan originated from the bank of the Blue Silver River, but when the golden wind is shining----------------Li Shangyin's Xin Wei Tanabata is full of red clouds and golden waves, and the red sun is like a furnace of boiling molten steel, bursting out with dazzling golden light. As soon as the sun comes to autumn, it will scatter all its light to the world.

Look, the fields are golden, the fields are golden, and the mountains are golden. The towering mountains in the distance, covered with golden coats in the sunlight, are particularly beautiful.

When the bright red sunlight was on the top of the mountain, the fog opened like a curtain, and the city gradually appeared in the golden sunshine. The bright red sunset turned the river into a magnificent golden wave, and a few boats floated home on the trembling broken gold sea. The red sun hangs in the west, and there are layers of golden ripples on the sea.

The sun has set, leaving only a faint rouge color in the western sky.

4. What are the poems describing "golden yellow"

1. There are thousands of branches of spring breeze in a tree, which are tender than gold and softer than silk. -Tang Bai Juyi's Ci of Yang Liuzhi

2. The willow branches in Qingmen are weak, and the east wind blows golden. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Jiangnan Spring"

3. Embroidery is faint in gold, and Luo rubs it. -Tang Han holds "Letter Pen"

4. Last night, the east wind entered Wuyang, and the willow was golden. -Tang Li Bai's "Sending the King to Hanyang in Early Spring"

5. There are 18,111 glorious soils, all of which are made of gold. -cultivate elegance and smell the song "Hokkekyo"

6. There are few golden chrysanthemums in the south of the Yangtze River, only the frost flowers are mixed with yellow. -Song Han Yuanji's

7. The Orchid Department values money, and the Lotus Peak sings the melody of jade. -Tang Li Qian's

8. The incense array in the sky penetrates Chang 'an, and the city is full of golden flowers. -Tang Huang Chao's "The Last Chrysanthemum"

9. The silver country puts gold color.