Mongolian poetry

Author: Uliji

Nature's uncanny workmanship,

Cut off your beautiful skirt.

The cradle of life,

Create countless human miracles.

History is well preserved,

Fang showed this touching charm.

The sun is always so red,

So big,

It is long and round.

Colorful flowers,

Spit out a cool breeze.

Open and broad,

It's the father's mind,

Gentle and subtle,

As mellow as a mother's love.

Where cattle and sheep walk,

There is a galaxy singing softly.

Blue sky and blue sea,

Is the source of all life.

Lashui

Author: Uliji

Between the clouds,

Larks crow.

Under the blue sky,

Flowers and plants are like carpets.

The pasture is sunny,

There is a clear spring on the horizon.

The narrow path extends into the distance,

The wheel is turning slowly.

Qingquan,

Play the piano solo.

She rolled up her sleeves,

Look down at yourself.

There is a blue sky in the water.

Colorful towels are floating in the blue sky.

Bend down and scoop up the sweet spring water,

Sprinkle a string of pearls.

She smiled,

Shandan flower is so red and sweet.

Mongolia Mongolia

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When I imagine a green imagination

This disaster

It's refreshing

Just think, fate can't escape.

Tengger slept peacefully on the grassland.

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North is north, north is north.

With the urgency of horseshoe.

Take Wan Li Road.

This green sword stung the eye.

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The grassland is vast.

Hula, a name crashed into my heart.

Mongolia Mongolia

Hanging bows and totems

Let the thousand-year-old soul come close to me

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Mongolia Mongolia

Green and nourishing Mongolia

Quiet as iron Mongolia

Genghis Khan's bravery under horseshoe

Kublai Khan's machete reflects the tiger.

Birth legend and immortality

History is on horseback.

History carries heroes.

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Call Mongolia!

There are beacon lights rolling in.

Sword and warrior

Dancing light and shadow

War is silent.

When everything is buried by time

Mongolia's grandeur and lofty sentiments dispersed like a cloud.

The dignity and luxury of the palace are like spring dreams.

The grassland is quiet and the sky is calm.

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Mongolia Mongolia

My blood is rooted in my parents and brothers.

My king.

Once, was the commander proud of love?

Mongolia, the confusion of my life

My soul is gone.

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Enter Mongolia

Walk into Mongolia

Just walk into the milk wine and Ma Touqin.

Pastoral melodious, piano sad.

Herdsman whipped the sun.

Mongolian girls dress up the moon shyly.

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Say: Sebai Nu

Become a Mongolian.

Strong liquor and strong horses are essential.

Milk tea and hospitality are essential.

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When the golden and smooth roast whole lamb smells fragrant.

When Hada held his head high.

This moment is solemn and grand.

Not imagination.

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Become a Mongolian

Sour koumiss was drunk at one gulp.

Discard bamboo chopsticks

Solve problems with shiny Mongolian knives

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Become a Mongolian

Live a hard life

A simple and pure life

Like the wind on the grassland.

Because the sky in Tengger is always bright.

2. The poem describing Mongolian grassland is 1, the grass is green and willow is thick, and the jade pot is full of wine.

2, the west wind should be strong in time, and the dew should be cold. Poor yellow river, nine bends are exhausted, and the felt house is without a shadow.

3, a river of grass, the sound around the house is like home. Looking forward to the beautiful women not joining hands, the wall east sent some flowers.

Friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain. Until now, in the dark, I closed the door of the thatched cottage. Spring grass is green every year, but what about you, my friend Prince? .

In May and March, the twelfth lunar month in Lan Qing is yellow, and the vast grass is bathed in Qiu Guang. In the pastoral sound, the eagle crows and the wind blows the lush cattle and sheep.

6. Mangroves and green hills are inclined, and the grass in the long suburbs is endless. Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.

7, a blue and innocent Ma Xiang, whipping and singing pastoral songs. The girl danced her skirt happily, and the bonfire star was intoxicated in the sunset.

8. The grass is green and willows are thick, and the jade pot is full of wine. Go with the wind, sing loudly, and you will know the weight of the mountain.

9. The sky is getting higher and higher, and the jade dragon is enchanting. The vast green belt with sheep grazing, a horse flying and singing drunk blue night.

10, the yellow carpet quietly turned into a green flat, and Guyuan was speechless with autumn sounds. Horseshoe crushed by the sunset, lying singing Aobao until the moonlight.

1 1, the sunset can't be seen, and the trees-lined hills are all yellow. Don't say the old cow is full, the shepherd is cooking incense under the stove.

12, red clouds are burning in the west cave, and flying crows rush home in groups. There is a mist in Pingchuan, and the grass field is in a hurry.

13, the authenticity of the language has aroused people's doubts, and the black color is even more embarrassing. Expectation and concern for blessings are reversed by wisdom and stupidity. Singing with meat is a laughing stock, and throwing stones and drinking water is a good biography. Let him praise and criticize, and the branches still speak freely.

14, what is the suspicion of feather color? The truth is false! We share weal and woe when we are in trouble. Crow noise trees are low and there is no swan song, and there is more than one crow and moon setting. It is difficult to determine the elegance of common customs, and great wisdom is the great sage.

15, the rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far and near. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.

Yinshan Chilechuan 16. The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields. The sky is wild, and the wind blows early to see cattle and sheep.

17, there are many weeds and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset is oblique at the corner of Wuyi Lane. Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.

18, the endless grass on the plain, with the coming and going of each season, wildfire never completely devours them, and they grow taller in the spring breeze.

19, there is little frost at the end of the year, and spring is known to the world. I feel that the business is full and the east wind blows water and the green is uneven.

20. The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

3. Are there any poems about Mongolia?

Yinshan chilechuan,

The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields.

The sky is gray and wild,

See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.

This northern folk song, although only 27 words, is very artistic. It eulogized the richness and magnificence of the northern grassland and expressed Chileans' infinite love for the water, soil and nomadic life that raised them.

"Chilechuan, Under the Yinshan Mountain", at the beginning of the song, with a high-pitched tone, sang the natural characteristics of the north, which was unobtrusive, lofty and vast. These concise six words, bold and broad in style, show the strong character of the Chilean nation. From this, we can also strongly feel irresistible sincere praise.

"The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields." These two sentences come from the background above, saying that the picture is magnificent and the Amano is magnificent. At the same time, grasping the most typical characteristics of this national life, the singer drew a picture of the northern country with a pen like a rafter.

"The sky is grey, the wild is vast, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low." The two sentences "Heaven" and "Wilderness" are inherited, and the brushwork of description slightly overlaps, which contains a lyrical artistic conception. The author highlighted the vastness and remoteness of the sky, and the verdant and infinite of Yuan Ye with overlapping words. These two sentences show the broad-minded and heroic character of the Chilean people. The last sentence "seeing cattle and sheep at the slightest sign" is the crowning touch of the full text, which depicts a rich and happy scene.

This ballad is natural from language to artistic conception. It's straightforward and simple, and the meaning is really pure. There are no obscure sentences in the language, and the pride of pepper people is expressed in a simple, vivid and hearty way.

Farewell to Fudegu Grassland

Bai Juyi

As each season comes and goes, the grass on the plain is boundless.

They grew taller in the spring breeze, and wildfire never completely swallowed them.

Arriving at the crumbling city gate, they pressed sweetly on the ancient highway.

I heard them sigh behind you, oh, my friend's prince, you left again.

Translation:

Weeds in the plain are lush and green, which wither all their lives year after year, and wildfires can't burn out. They will sprout again when the spring breeze blows next year. Weeds extend all the way to the ancient road, and green hills connect with empty cities. I have to send my friends on a long trip again, and the grass everywhere is full of feelings of parting.

The following is the original poem of the netizen:

Buzuozi Qinghai Lake Grassland

Semi-green grass, yellow in autumn, covers the sky in the distance.

When the wind sends cattle and sheep, there are several noises, and butterflies are in the bushes.

Qianqiusui grassland outside the Great Wall

Outside the cigarette stopper. Driving a horse, running endlessly. At the zenith, there are mountains and mountains, and a few idle clouds. I feel that the joint scale is times. In the green age, the winding road means that the hoofprint is broken.

Broad-minded. Long and heroic. The fire on the top of the mountain went out. Hu jianqi Meat likes grass and chases water plants. Cold current migration of garment skin. In the past, you could see the change of your face by blinking again.

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Southern and Northern Dynasties. Folk songs. (Chilechuan)

Chilechuan under the Yinshan Mountain; The sky is like a sky, covering four fields, the sky is gray and wild, and the wind blows the grass and lowers the cattle and sheep.

grass

Author: Bai Juyi

The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.

Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.

I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.

Spring mountain tourist map

Everyone said,

The shepherd boy is young.

That's me,

It's better to be alone.

Dream season,

There are many close friends.

Look:

Birds sing,

Fish can swim,

The horse ran away.

Spring is still here,

Beauty is ancient.

Unfortunately,

Old love is over.

Looking forward to the night,

Do you know that?/You know what?

There are:

Cloud,

Breeze,

The grass is green.

4. The poem describing the scenery of Mongolia is 1. At this time, when the sun is setting, the grassland is covered with a golden silence, and the distant mountains are covered with the colorful clothes of the sunset glow. The clouds as white as milk that day have become as red as fire. The grass waves subsided, and grazing cattle and sheep came from distant grasslands; Only those camels who don't come home at night are still wandering around the lake near Liulin. ...

Mongolian heart, drunk; The tourists are enchanted. .

Why can't you bear to say goodbye to Monhan?

2. The sky under the Yinshan Mountain in Chilechuan is like a vault and a cage. The fields are wild, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low.

3. Three prairie poems

( 1)

The yellow carpet has quietly turned green, and Guyuan has no words to sound autumn.

Horseshoe crushed by the sunset, lying singing Aobao until the moonlight.

(2)

The sky is getting higher and higher, and the jade dragon is enchanting.

The vast green belt with sheep grazing, a horse flying and singing drunk blue night.

(3)

See the sunset, the mountains and trees are yellow.

Don't say the old cow is full, the shepherd is cooking incense under the stove.

Attached Saibei grassland poems

The eloquence aroused public suspicion, and the black color was even more embarrassing.

Expectation and concern for blessings are reversed by wisdom and stupidity.

Singing with meat is a laughing stock, and throwing stones and drinking water is a good biography.

Let him praise and criticize, and the branches still speak freely.

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5. What are the poems about "Mongols"? 1, a stream of grass is green, and the water around the house sounds like home.

Looking forward to the beautiful women not joining hands, the wall east sent some flowers. 2. Friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain. Until now, in the dark, I closed the door of the thatched cottage.

Spring grass is green every year, but what about you, my friend Prince? . In March, Lan Qing was in the middle of the twelfth lunar month, covered with grass and bathed in Qiu Guang.

In the pastoral sound, the eagle crows and the wind blows the lush cattle and sheep. 4. Mangroves and green hills are inclined, and the grass in the long suburbs is endless.

Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring. 5, a blue and innocent horse is fragrant, and the young whip sounds pastoral.

The girl danced her skirt happily, and the bonfire star was intoxicated in the sunset. 6. The grass is green and willow is thick, and the jade pot is full of wine.

Go with the wind, sing loudly, and you will know the weight of the mountain. 7. The sky is getting higher and higher, and the jade dragon is enchanting.

The vast green belt with sheep grazing, a horse flying and singing drunk blue night. 8. The yellow carpet has quietly turned green, and Guyuan has no words to sound autumn.

Horseshoe crushed by the sunset, lying singing Aobao until the moonlight. 9, the sunset can't see the sunset, and the mountain bags are all yellow.

Don't say the old cow is full, the shepherd is cooking incense under the stove. 10, the west cave is burning red, and the flying crow is rushing home.

There is a mist in Pingchuan, and the grass field is in a hurry.

6. What are the ancient poems about Mongolia, the Chile Song?

Chilechuan ①, Yinshan ②.

The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields.

The sky is gray and wild,

When the wind blows, I look down on cattle and sheep.

To annotate ...

(1) Chilechuan-refers to the nomadic grassland of Chilechuan people, which is roughly in the area of Tumote Banner in Inner Mongolia today.

(2) Yinshan Mountain-now the yinshan mountains in the middle of Inner Mongolia Autonomous Region, runs east-west.

(3) Qió ng Lu-the dome felt tent where nomadic people live, that is, the yurt.

④ Wild-should be pronounced as yě or ya (the third sound).

⑤ Look-just like "now", read and present xiàn n.

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At the foot of Yinshan Mountain, there is a huge plain where Zile people live.

The sky of Chilechuan, which is connected with the earth on all sides, looks like a "yurt" where herders live.

Grassland under the blue sky, rolling green waves, low wind and grass, hiding flocks of cattle and sheep from time to time.

Yue Fei's poem "Hungry to eat pork, laughing and thirsty to drink Hun blood".

7. Ask for articles or poems about Mongolians-Mongolian men-When it comes to Mongolian men, the relevant words seem to be very intense and powerful, including rough and unconstrained habitual expressions.

From the appearance, there are many kinds of Mongolian men. There are western-style ones. They are as strong as bulls, handsome, powerful and even curly.

Chinese style, short, thin and black, like a Jiangnan guy. Japanese style, cold face, murderous look.

There is also the Korean Wave, as white as snow and as slim as a woman. Of course, there are also authentic Mongolians with square faces and wide foreheads.

This is obviously related to their nomadic habits, grazing everywhere, fighting everywhere, crossing everywhere, no wonder the varieties are mixed. But when you are close to or familiar with Mongolian men, what is surprising and unforgettable is their gentleness.

The so-called "gentleness" means that Mongolian men are soft-hearted although they also have the characteristics of fortitude and irritability.

Looking at the eyes of Mongolian men, there is always some pity hidden in the depths of their eyes. When they look at horses, sheep, children and women, this pity will be revealed, as if facing a fragile treasure.

Therefore, they often praise horses, women and land. The same is true of watching horses. Mongolians are different from others, especially from China. They can bring good luck.

In the eyes of Mongolian men, the horse is not a domestic animal, but a kind of superior creature with arrogant, magical speed and beautiful appearance. Therefore, when Mongolian men hold the horse's generous neck, the expression in their eyes is touching.

Their gentleness also includes romance. When Mongolian men find attractive women, they will stare unscrupulously.

In fact, every woman knows that being looked at is being praised. Mongolian men's eyes are like torches, which seem to burn out their clothes and shy hearts.

In the west, the word "romance" is almost regarded as a great quality of men. Not only lewd, but also can't be touched in KTV rooms. It regards love as a major event in life, going through fire and water, touching and tragic. Of course, such a man is not very clever. For example, Bill Gates wouldn't do that.

But romantic people think that only fools will sacrifice romance for wealth. They also believe that it is foolish for a person to hide his attitude towards women.

So Mongolian men don't know much about hypocrisy. I am also amazed at the tenderness of Mongolian men when they sing.

There are thousands of Mongolian folk songs, but there are only three themes: mother, land and love. When these tough and solemn men sing, it's like carefully blowing fire with their lips, washing their faces with spring water, and carefully carving a Buddha statue with a knife.

None of the so-called songs of Mongolian men are so-called magnificent mountains and rivers. This leads to my second puzzle, that is, in Jiangnan, men are delicate, but people don't feel how gentle they are, and their exquisiteness is only manifested in property.

Then, in the cold north, Mongolian men's soft hearts turned positive to conform to their generous appearance. The second characteristic of Mongolian men is "stupidity".

Of course, I'm talking about people who live on the grassland. It is not accurate to say that they do not count, but that they do not count.

They think it's ridiculous to haggle over every ounce, and they are afraid of being considered smart by others. Such an image can't be a man on the grassland.

Of course, in this state of mind, their environment is inevitably underdeveloped. Moreover, "money", the most enlightening tool given by God, has not molded Mongolian men well.

Therefore, the outstanding people they can cultivate are athletes and artists, who achieve Excellence by physical strength and mind, unlike Jews who become big businessmen and scientists in actuarial and suffering. In the eyes of Mongolian men or Mongols, stealing other people's property is an unreasonable thing.

Stealing is not only an extremely shameful thing, but also an incredible thing. Why steal from others? They are confused about this.

So Mongolians sleep in summer and don't close the door at night. During the day, if the whole family goes out to graze, they won't close the door.

There is a half-open door to prevent livestock from entering. Their boxes are unlocked.

Because no one will go to other people's houses to rummage through boxes. For them, those acts of theft, robbery and corruption are simply the acts of the devil.

It is also a very interesting joke that the building is equipped with an anti-theft net, gold and silver jewelry are put in the safe, and cement steel plates are embedded in the safe as heavy as Mount Tai. Mongolian men like to drink.

Like Russian men, people believe that they are the best drinkers. The last feature of Mongolian men is laziness.

The heavy work of grazing and building houses is of course done by men, but it changes with the seasons. Usually, they never do housework.

In the morning, Mongolian men want to drink tea, which is an important lesson in the day. Two or three hours is not too long. Milking, cooking, burning tea, managing livestock, raising the elderly and children and other heavy labor are all borne by women.

I'm afraid they have never carefully observed the hardships of Mongolian women in life. In pastoral areas, you will see many elderly women bending over, which is the mark left by hard work.

If men help (just help) with some housework, they will be considered as "how can they do it?" Even women would think so. Therefore, being a Mongolian woman is very bitter.

The arrogant attitude of Mongolian men towards housework is far less humane than that of southern men who are keen on "buying, consuming and burning". Genghis Khan once said that my descendants can't live in cities.

Why can't they live in the city, because they are afraid of losing their physical strength, or because of their simple nature? Genghis Khan did not make it clear. The city is a place where outstanding people from all walks of life gather and all kinds of temptations are reflected.

It can be said that the city is a melting pot that devours minerals, metals and slag. For Mongolian men, living in the city will expose some bad characters, such as being keen on power and struggle, which will evaporate the excellent character of the nation itself.

They tend to feel inferior, pursue fame and gain, and worship the secrets of officialdom, instead of treating others and themselves with a calm and broad mind. This is probably one of the reasons why Genghis Khan was worried. Naturally, it is not easy for anyone to stand in the whirlpool of the city, see and hear, find a foothold, keep a pure and harmonious state of mind and be simple and natural.

8. The poem about Inner Mongolia leaps 8,000 miles, and the clouds and the moon in the wind.

Looking closely at the youthful brilliance of the grassland,

Stepping on the beloved dark horse, singing,

Run to your arms and set your soul free.

Aha, ho ho! Inner Mongolia, Dazhong Huawei, you cheered in unison,

Children of all ethnic groups are heart to heart and enter a magnificent era.

Dance Diane, play Ma Touqin's songs,

Cheer for the joy of your harvest, open your heroism,

Drinking a golden bowl of milk tea and koumiss is fragrant all over the world.

Fragrance fills your broad and boundless bosom.

Aha, ho ho! Inner Mongolia, the new century cheers for you,

Praise your soaring style with passion.

Aha, ho ho! Inner Mongolia, the new century cheers for you,

Praise your soaring style with passion.

Soaring style-

9. Is there a poem about Mongolia? In the Northern Dynasty, the Yuefu Chilechuan, under the shady mountain, had a sky like a vault and covered four fields with cages.

The sky is wild, and the wind and grass move to see cattle and sheep. This northern folk song, although only 27 words, is very artistic.

It eulogized the richness and magnificence of the northern grassland and expressed Chileans' infinite love for the water, soil and nomadic life that raised them. "Chilechuan, Under the Yinshan Mountain", at the beginning of the song, with a high-pitched tone, sang the natural characteristics of the north, which was unobtrusive, lofty and vast.

These concise six words, bold and broad in style, show the strong character of the Chilean nation. From this, we can also strongly feel irresistible sincere praise.

"The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields." These two sentences come from the background above, saying that the picture is magnificent and the Amano is magnificent. At the same time, grasping the most typical characteristics of this national life, the singer drew a picture of the northern country with a pen like a rafter.

"The sky is grey, the wild is vast, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low." The two sentences "Heaven" and "Wilderness" are inherited, and the brushwork of description slightly overlaps, which contains a lyrical artistic conception. The author highlighted the vastness and remoteness of the sky, and the verdant and infinite of Yuan Ye with overlapping words.

These two sentences show the broad-minded and heroic character of the Chilean people. The last sentence "seeing cattle and sheep at the slightest sign" is the crowning touch of the full text, which depicts a rich and happy scene.

This ballad is natural from language to artistic conception. It's straightforward and simple, and the meaning is really pure. There are no obscure sentences in the language, and the pride of pepper people is expressed in a simple, vivid and hearty way.

Bai Juyi, the endless grass on the plain, has never been completely swallowed up by wildfire with the seasons coming and going. They have grown taller in the spring breeze. They are sweetly squeezed on the ancient avenue and reach the crumbling city gate. Ah, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you. Weeds in the plain are lush and green, wither for a lifetime every year, and wildfires can't burn out. They will sprout again when the spring breeze blows next year.

Weeds extend all the way to the ancient road, and green hills connect with empty cities. I have to send my friends on a long trip again, and the grass everywhere is full of feelings of parting.

The following is a netizen's original poem: divination operator Qinghai Lake grassland is half green and half yellow in autumn, looking at the sky from afar. When the wind sends cattle and sheep, there are several noises, and butterflies are in the bushes.

Chitose, the grassland outside the Great Wall is outside the smoke plug. Driving a horse, running endlessly.

At the zenith, there are mountains and mountains, and a few idle clouds. I feel that the joint scale is times.

In the green age, the winding road means that the hoofprint is broken. Broad-minded.

Long and heroic. The fire on the top of the mountain went out.

Hu jianqi Meat likes grass and chases water plants.

Cold current migration of garment skin. In the past, you could see the change of your face by blinking again.

Comment 23 1 1 Capacity adoption rate: 7 1% From the team: good at answering questions in universities, primary schools and colleges: chatting software English test English translation literature other answers in the Northern and Southern Dynasties. Folk songs. (Chilechuan) Chilechuan, under the Yinshan Mountain; The sky is like a vault, covering four fields. The sky is wild, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low. Author: Bai Juyi, rambling grass, comes and goes with the four seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.

Everyone says the shepherd boy is still young. That's me, my best self.

In the dream season, there are many intimate friends. Look: birds sing, fish swim and horses run.

Spring remains the same, beauty is old. Unfortunately, the old feelings are not over.

Looking forward to the night, I asked you if you knew? There are: patches of clouds, breezes and green grass.