2. Poems about gold
Poetry about golden wheat fields 1. Green cage poems in wheat fields
Guan cut wheat (Tang) Bai Juyi
The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May.
At night, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.
A woman's husband is hungry and her child is pregnant with pot pulp.
Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.
Summer is steaming and rustic, and the back is burning.
I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.
Another poor woman, holding her son,
The right hand holds the ear and the left arm hangs in the basket.
Listening to his words of concern is very sad.
My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger.
What merit did I do today? I have never worked as a farmer.
There are 300 stones in the land, and there is surplus grain in the year of Yan.
I am ashamed to see this, and I can't forget it every day.
wheat
The farmer spilled sweat.
From autumn to spring
Splash into the green ocean.
They know it tastes salty and sweet.
Because all the honey in my chest
Also spilled in.
Summer in May
Between the ear of wheat and the wish
Look straight at two rulers.
Measure the ear length and grain plumpness one by one.
Measure the distance between the ears of wheat and the grains of wheat in your heart.
grain of wheat
Full of hope
Accumulate to an unimaginable height
At this point, every farmer's eyes
All good names.
Head, hanging like a hammer.
Accurately weigh each grain of wheat.
2. What are the poems about "ears of wheat"?
1, the ears of wheat are yellow and scattered —— Tang Juyi's reply to Liu Yuxi's "Bai Taishou Hang"
2. Jin Ce shakes the wind of wheat ears-Tang Lugui dreams "After the attack on the United States and France, I sent Neded to visit the rooftop."
3. The ears of wheat are also right-Qing Gan Long, watching wheat in the East Garden.
4, Maisui people Xuchang-Su Songshi "Catch the locust with Zhao Langzhong"
5. Yellow-green wheat ears grow-Song Lu's tour of Chabu Valley
First, go into the forest and look at the flowers carefully. Stamens are as golden as ears of wheat in a wheat field. The petals are pink and a little reddish. Apricot flowers are tender, so tender that people dare not touch them for fear of being damaged.
Second, the wheat in Huang Chengcheng is golden yellow and grows very well. The ears of wheat are like a little girl's braids, bending the waist of the straw.
Third, in the autumn wheat field, the heavy ears of wheat hung their heads shyly.
The golden wheat is ripe, and the heavy ears of wheat bend the waist of the straw. However, this straw is still "polite". Look, they are bowing 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 covered with grains, which are bulging and seem to burst. The grains of millet are big and full, shining like amber.
6. Love is like picking wheat ears in a wheat field. If not, go home empty-handed.
Seven, some people see the full ears of wheat, they lose no time to pick them; Some people look around and miss opportunities again and again.
Eight, on our rhyme national emblem, there are golden ears of wheat.
The sky in the west is already more beautiful than the ears of wheat. In the distance, the little bird hurried home, and the frog chirped everywhere, as if announcing that he was going to sleep.
10. A truly learned person is like an ear of wheat: as long as it is empty, stand up straight and look up; But when they are mature and full of swollen wheat grains, they bow their heads modestly and don't show their edge.
3. Sentences describing golden fields
In the field, golden rape flowers are mixed with green wheat fields, forming a beautiful picture of spring scenery, which is amazing.
Rape flowers in Huang Chengcheng are in full bloom. Under the spring breeze, layers of Jin Lang surge, emitting a refreshing fragrance. When the first autumn wind blows through the fields, the rice is dyed yellow and the sorghum is dyed red, 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 suntanned with smiles on their faces. A bunch of seedlings in the border are all green and crowded. From a distance, it looks like a pile of green carpets.
Huang Chengcheng's rice, full of grains swaying in the wind, exudes intoxicating fragrance and churns golden waves. At present, there is a piece of millet, and the heavy ears of grain are shining like jewels in the sun.
Wheat is golden yellow in Huang Chengcheng and grows very well. The ears of wheat are like a little girl's braid, bending the waist of straw. When many plants are scorched by the scorching sun, only sorghum stubbornly sticks to its waist, and a red wheat grain will be propped up after autumn.
Some sorghum ears have been bent, and those red, black and yellow sorghum seeds are shiny. Chickens are used to digging at the track and field, and they really can't put it down. There is wet night dew on the sword-like corn leaves. When the wind shook, dew rolled down the thick straw.
In autumn, the cotton fields are purple, and the cotton peaches open their mouths and spit out soft and white cotton wool, swaying with the wind, as if nodding to welcome people.
4. What are some beautiful sentences describing the wheat field?
Sentences describing wheat fields
1. Spring, endless wheat fields, green, fresh, 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.
That green wheat field fascinates me and intoxicates me! The feeling of "harmony between man and nature" floated to the boundless distance with the dandelion blooming instantly. ...
4. In the wheat field in the distance, golden wheat is connected together like a golden ocean. When the breeze blows, the wheat shakes like waves, and they beat each other. In this ocean, those harvesters became fishing boats, and they passed slowly, leaving straw all over the road as the aftermath of the fishing boat.
The sunshine in the morning passes through the golden wheat field, the scarecrow opens his sleepy eyes lazily, and the most beautiful scenery is instantly fixed in the mature season.
6. Wandering in the country road, looking at the golden wheat fields in the crops and the green fruit forests in the fields, those blue fruits have youthful sunshine and charm in this season.
7. endless green wheat fields.
8. Large tracts of wheat fields are covered with green waves in the breeze, and dense fine white flowers bloom in the endless green ocean. The ears of wheat held their heads high, entangled in the sunshine with white flowers with faint wheat fragrance, and visited the golden color in the cuckoo song 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 blew golden waves and the heavy ears of wheat bent the straw. It seems that I saw cans of wheat, steaming white steamed bread and oily noodle soup, and I was full of energy and enthusiasm.
10. The extension of the green belt is the wheat field. The breeze blows, the wheat waves roll, and the golden ears of wheat are held in your hands.
1 1. The wheat field is clean and full of mystery.
12. The wheat field is romantic and simple, and the wheat fragrance in the distance has quietly sunk into the depths of the soul and gently floated down.
13. Standing quietly in a few golden wheat fields, blowing a little warm wind, I looked at the layers of wheat waves and closed my eyes, as if I heard the call 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: a loyal minister and a dutiful son, and a pair of students who study and farm.
15. As we go further and further, the rugged green hills, green wheat fields and curling kitchen smoke all fade away, fade away and fade into a wisp of time and disappear.
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 awns point to the sky, like a knight holding a sword and praying 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 hairy and green, with crystal dew in the sun.
19. The young leaves of the wheat seedlings spread out, shining with rain and dew, and green as jade.
20. From a distance, the wheat seedlings grow densely and neatly, like a furry green carpet leveled by a Sichuan knife. Light brown stalks interweave with warp and weft. Just like the colorful pattern on the green carpet, it is beautiful and generous. The breeze blew, and the wheat seedlings swayed gently, as if full of energy, ready to flee upward with all their strength.
2 1. A breeze blew and golden wheat waves were set off in the terraced fields. More spectacular than the waves.
22. The wheat awn stands upright, just like an oncoming broom. Wheat is full and bigger than good apple seeds.
23. In May, the wheat fields turned yellow one by one. Thick orange stalks are covered with spikes, cooked so happily and deeply, like a string of golden sweat, like an endless golden ocean.
24. In summer, wheat is fragrant, and the whole wheat field is like a sea of gold.
25. It is the season of jointing, heading, flowering and sowing of wheat, and the green waves of Maihai are rippling. Approaching the wheat field, I saw the long ears of wheat densely pointed, with small white flowers at the sharp roots. Some unknown bees are hovering in front of the ears of wheat. Sister Hua is also in her ear, and the leaves are busy crawling around.
26. Rye is full of ears, but the ears are still light. The pale green wheat waves undulate in the wind.
27. No matter which direction you look, the spring wheat between heaven and earth is not high, but no one bends down straight. They took me. I hold you like a flexible screen. It comfortably affects the spring breeze; It is like a magic carpet, covered with boundless white clouds, all the way to the top of Xia Hong.
28. It's snowing, and Maimiao doll is sleeping soundly under the snow cover. Some wheat seedling dolls poked their heads out of the quilt and looked around like urchins, curiously looking at the world of powder and jade.
On the golden poem 1. A poem describing "gold"
The willow branches in the Qing dynasty are weak, and the east wind blows yellow [gold].
-"Jiang Nanchun" Bai Juyi [Jin] is in poor health, and it is really like sex. -"Zhu Guan You Zhao Yin Dian" Wang Changling frost gauge does not allow yellow [gold], and the round quality still contains the fragrance of suggestion.
-"Reward Guo Jianzhou to Send Oranges" The water in Xue Tao is as good as gold, and the mica screen is bright. -"Song of Xiao Chang's Shi Boting" Lu Lun's curly hair [gold] was lightly dangerous and graceful, and he was crowned in the middle.
-"Plum Blossom Music" Liu Ji [Jin] arm hangs ten million feet. The fisherman's pride can tell the Buddha that the sky is golden, but it is not necessarily solemn. -Nian Nujiao, I saw you early in Liu Kezhuang, and the pavilions and green willows shook [gold].
-"Man Jiang Hong" He Menggui Palace Luo Fold [Gold]. Blowing flowers is endless.
-"A Hu Zhu" is near the [golden] world, and the chrysanthemums are rotten. -"Linjiang Xian" Peng/.
2. Describe Jin Shi
A tree in the spring breeze has thousands of branches, softer than gold and softer than silk.
-Tang Bai Juyi's Yang Liuzhi Ci.
On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife.
-Qin Guan's "Queqiao Fairy"
It comes from the Milky Way in the blue sky, but it is a golden breeze.
-Li Shangyin's Seven Nights of Wesin.
The sky is full of red clouds and golden waves. The red sun is like a melting pot of boiling molten steel, and generate shines with dazzling golden light.
As soon as the sun comes to autumn, it scatters all the 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 sun, are particularly beautiful.
When the bright red sun shines on the top of the mountain, the fog spreads like a curtain, and the city gradually appears in the golden sun.
The rosy sunset glow dyed the river into magnificent golden waves, and several returning boats floated on the sea like shaking broken gold.
The red sun hangs in the west, and there are layers of golden ripples on the sea. The sun went down, leaving only a faint rouge color in the western sky.
3. Describe Jin Shi
There are thousands of spring branches on a tree, softer than gold and softer than silk. -Tang Juyi's Yang Liuzhi Ci. When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless people.
-Qin Guan's "Queqiao Fairy" originated from the blue sky and the banks of the Yinjiang River, but when the golden wind was shining, Li Shangyin's "Seven Nights in Weixin" was full of red clouds, Jin Lang was monstrous, the red sun was like a boiling furnace of molten steel, and generate shone with dazzling golden light. As soon as the sun comes to autumn, it scatters all the 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 sun, are particularly beautiful.
When the red sun shines on the top of the mountain, the fog spreads like a curtain, and the city gradually appears in the golden sun. The red sunset dyed the river into magnificent golden waves, and several boats floated home like broken gold on the sea. The red sun hangs in the west, and there are layers of golden ripples on the sea.
The sun went down, leaving only a faint rouge color in the western sky.
4. What poems describe "golden yellow"?
1, a tree has thousands of spring breeze, which is softer than gold and softer than silk. -Tang Bai Juyi's Yang Liuzhi Ci
2. The willow branches are soft, and the east wind blows golden colors. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Jiangnan Spring"
3, embroidered pleats faint gold, Luo rub light. -Don Han has a letter pen.
Last night, the east wind entered Wuyang, and the willow color was golden. -Tang Li Bai's "Early Spring Farewell to Hanyang"
5, brilliant 18 thousand soil, soil is made of gold. -beautiful and elegant, smell the song Hokkekyo.
6. There is little gold in chrysanthemums in the south of the Yangtze River, and only first frost is mixed with yellow. -Song Han Yuanji "I take four songs for fun"
7. Lan Shu worships gold, and the lotus peak sings in. -Don Wang Qi, Lord of Peace
8. Xiang array wears Chang 'an, and the city is full of golden armor. -Don Huang Chao's The Last Chrysanthemum
9, the silver country puts gold color, and the palace brocade robe adds purple. -Song Author: Yi Zhu "The Night of August 13th and the Pan-Wuxi"
10, and like a golden willow in front of the door, the east wind can paint. -Yuan Xie Fangying's Farewell Celebration
Step 5 describe golden sentences
A sentence describing gold _ word explanation Pinyin: jρn sè explanation: a color with an average of dark yellow. Gold is a dull yellow with a slight luster, which is the color of metallic gold.
Gold symbol-noble, glorious, luxurious and brilliant. Gold can symbolize nobility, glory, luxury and brilliance, so the royal family usually makes clothes with gold.
In many countries, because the color of gold is golden yellow, gold represents money, wealth and capitalism. Example: Entering the farm gate, we went through a small forest and a small ditch, and came to a large cornfield.
I saw the corn in the field grow like a shy girl, wrapped her clothes tightly, leaving only golden hair floating in the wind.
6. What poems describe "golden yellow"?
Some poems are meaningless.
1. Embroidery is light gold, and rubbing is harmful to calendering. -Don Han has a letter pen.
2. The willow branches are soft, and the east wind blows golden. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Jiangnan Spring"
Interpretation: The willow outside the door hangs feebly, and the east wind in spring blows the willow branches into golden yellow.
3. Lanshu worships gold, and Lianfeng sings jade sounds. -Don Wang Qi, Lord of Peace
4. The incense array pervades Chang 'an, and the city is full of golden flowers. -Don Huang Chao's The Last Chrysanthemum
Interpretation: The blooming chrysanthemums are dazzling, and the fragrance permeates Chang 'an. The whole city is bathed in fragrant chrysanthemums, and there are golden chrysanthemums like armor everywhere.
5. I like the golden willow in front of the door, and the east wind can paint. -Yuan Xie Fangying's Farewell Celebration
6. The golden color is not enough. Try a new one. -Tang Yaohe's "Singing New Chrysanthemums"
7. White jade flowers are decorated with many things, and gold is gentle at first. -Tang Dynasty: Xu Xuan's "Giving Pottery to Make the Prince Seek Pears"
8. The frost rules forbid golden colors, and the circle still contains royal incense. -Tang Dynasty: Xue Tao's "Appreciating Guo Jianzhou and Sending Ganzi"
9. Obliquely insert the rhinoceros to comb the clouds and spit, and tap the sandalwood to sing the golden thread. -Song: Sima Xu's "Witch hazel, My concubine lives in Qiantang River"
Interpretation: I put the rhinoceros comb on my head obliquely, let my hair hang down to my sideburns, ring the sandalwood board and sing beautiful songs.
10. Report to your golden platform and bring Yulong to death! -Tang Dynasty: Li He's "Wild Goose Gate Taishouxing"
Interpretation: Just to repay the king's kindness, he held a sword and died.
7. What are the golden sentences?
1, some memories are burned, some memories are buried in the bottom of my heart, and the age of innocence is like flowing water across the golden age. -romain rolland
2. The morning light will come, the darkness will disappear, and your voice will cut through the sky and pour into the golden river. Tagore
When the sun sets, a touch of gold is reflected on the whole sea. At this moment, heaven and earth are no longer two individuals.
The thirsty sun sucks the sea water, gargles, spits and rings. The water in people's bodies is drained by it, and people become golden dead leaves and light. -Zhang Ailing
Suddenly I saw a golden full moon hanging high in the jewel-like sky. The reflection of the flower tree is more charming than the flower tree itself. -Mo Yan
6. A thousand branches of spring breeze are softer than gold and softer than silk. -Bai Juyi
7. I have countless golden dreams and lost them on the road of life. -Gu Cheng
8. Only golden sunshine can crown the world. -Wang Han
9. Walking out of the house, the moon is still in the middle of the sky, but in the sky far from the mountain, there are some early mornings behind the clouds, which makes the gray clouds have a transparent interest. The gray interior seems to have woven a layer of golden orange lining, as if it were golden when turned over. -Lin Qingxuan
10, an inch of time is worth an inch of gold, but an inch of gold is hard to buy.
1 1, reading is already deep in spring, and an inch of time is an inch of gold. Wang Zhenbai
12, when I leave, please let my thoughts be close to you, just like the golden light reflected by the silent stars in the sunset. Tagore
13 whoever has a scarlet tear mole in the corner of his eye will have completed your heyday, and you have given him a ground-breaking empty joy. -Haizi
14. Believing in the land of five elements, there is no location and no fame, and both water and Jin Mu are alive. -Zhu
15, the phoenix tree in Jinjing is yellow in autumn leaves, and the bead curtain does not frost at night. -Wang Changling
8. Describe golden sentences
Su Mu Nostalgia Author Fan Zhongyan Blue Sky and Yellow Leaf Land in Song Dynasty.
The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky. The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water.
The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside. Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel.
Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep. The bright moon building is high and lonely.
Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears. White clouds and yellow leaves are everywhere.
Autumn scenery is reflected on the blue waves on the river, and the water waves are glowing with cold smoke and green. The distant mountains are bathed in sunset, and the sky is connected with rivers.
The grass on the shore seems heartless, beyond the setting sun. Sad souls in different places, chasing the sadness of living in different places, can only make people unable to sleep every night, unless it is a dream.
The bright moon shines on tall buildings, so don't lean on it alone. Picked up the wine to wash the sorrow, but turned into acacia tears.
9. What poems describe "gold"?
The willow branches in Qingmen are weak, and the east wind blows golden.
The spring breeze swayed the willow branches in the wind, and the tender buds gave off a light yellow softer than silk. Buddha said that the golden world of the heavens is not necessarily solemn.
Shang Yang's spirit is equal. He will make friends with lyna, and he will have a good relationship with his son. Under the fence slope, a cup of chat is as cold as ice.
Mao swallowed the sea, mustard seeds were full of sumeru, and Jin Toutuo smiled. If you realize it, you will surpass it, ten times three times, and four generations and six roads will stagnate.
Who heard, absolutely in front of the rock, in the shade, Du Yu issued the sound of spring dawn. I have real gold and can't dye it with silver.
The original poem is as follows: 1. "Jiangnan Spring" Time: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Qingmen willow branches are weak, and the east wind blows golden. Jiedong wine is thin and drunk, easy to wake up, and can't be sold with eyes full of spring worries.
2. "Yang Liuzhi" era: Tang Author: Bai Juyi has a thousand branches, which is tender than gold and softer than silk. In the barren garden in the south corner of Yongfeng, no one belongs to anyone all day. 3. "Nian Nujiao Lao Bai Shou" Time: Song Author: Liu Kezhuang Lao Bai Shou, Shang, abandoned baby hall cooking.
Food and beverage have fallen behind, and Li Sao has risen again. Wild incense, deep yellow and light white, occupies the west wind.
Two butterflies flew in. They wanted to circle the cluster and then stopped. Try to explain the poverty and equality of plum blossom.
Buddha said that the golden world of the heavens is not necessarily solemn. Shang Yang's spirit is equal. He will make friends with lyna, and he will have a good relationship with his son.
Under the fence slope, a cup of chat is as cold as ice. 4. "Su Wuman asked about Zen" Time: Yuan Author: Feng Zun teacher asked about Zen, asking countless things, often ending in old age.
Grinding bricks for mirrors and eating snow have been lost for many years. Mao swallowed the sea, mustard seeds were full of sumeru, and Jin Toutuo smiled.
If you realize it, you will surpass it, ten times three times, and four generations and six roads will stagnate. Who heard, absolutely in front of the rock, in the shade, Du Yu issued the sound of spring dawn.
Caoxi Road is dangerous, vulture ridge is deep, and there is an old friend's voice here. Thousands of feet ice cliff, five leaves open, the ancient temple curtain hanging incense.
Wandering among kudzu vines, wandering, dreams upside down. 5. "Su Wuman asked Zen Guan" Time: Yuan Author: Feng Zun teacher asked Zen Guan, asked countless times, often ended in weakness.
Grinding bricks for mirrors and eating snow have been lost for many years. Mao swallowed the sea, mustard seeds were full of sumeru, and Jin Toutuo smiled.
If you realize it, you will surpass it, ten times three times, and four generations and six roads will stagnate. Who heard, absolutely in front of the rock, in the shade, Du Yu issued the sound of spring dawn.
Caoxi Road is dangerous, vulture ridge is deep, and there is an old friend's voice here. Thousands of feet ice cliff, five leaves open, the ancient temple curtain hanging incense.
Wandering among kudzu vines, wandering, dreams upside down.
10. Poems about gold
Su Mu Nostalgia Author Fan Zhongyan Blue Sky and Yellow Leaf Land in Song Dynasty.
The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky. The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water.
The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside. Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel.
Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep. The bright moon building is high and lonely.
Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears. White clouds and yellow leaves are everywhere.
Autumn scenery is reflected on the blue waves on the river, and the water waves are glowing with cold smoke and green. The distant mountains are bathed in sunset, and the sky is connected with rivers.
The grass on the shore seems heartless, beyond the setting sun. Sad souls in different places, chasing the sadness of living in different places, can only make people unable to sleep every night, unless it is a dream.
The bright moon shines on tall buildings, so don't lean on it alone. Picked up the wine to wash the sorrow, but turned into acacia tears.