A poem praising the tent

Poetry about tents 1. Sentences describing tents

1. Seeing your sweaty horse, I know you come from afar; The guests come from outside Tianshan Mountain, and the grassland connects us. Please drink this cup of koumiss, it shows your mind. It is said that guests can drink a lot, and we want to compete with you. Will you give up drinking after listening to this song? Looking at those sincere and enthusiastic smiling faces, what reason can you refuse and shirk?

2. Mongolian yurts are houses where Mongolian herders live. Convenient construction and relocation, suitable for animal husbandry production and nomadic life. In ancient times, Mongolian yurts were called vaults, "felt bags" or "felt tents". According to "A Brief Introduction to Black Tatar", "There are two kinds of vaults: Yanjing's system, with Vitamin bone, just like southern thinking, can be rolled up, opened in front of the door, like umbrella bone, and opened at the top, which is called skylight. Both of them are made of felt and can be installed immediately.

3. The round Nur breeds the tired reflection of the yurt. The screen rang with the sound of night breathing, the embrace of a black velvet feather ... The moon lit the candle and was quietly warming up! Ah, with a wisp of smoke, pecking through the solidified dream-stumbling in the hoofprint of cattle in the morning. Frankincense, wearing colorful robes and flashing skirts, is feeding the fish wet ... Finally, I put on my Xiayi, led the song, climbed up the windmill of the pneumatic pump, held the steering wheel of the small four-wheeled tractor ... After playing for a while, I got on the horse to drive the cattle; Hillside, grass beach, flowers and shade all left her beautiful shadow.

2. The whole poem of Tent

Ai Qing in the tent

Where do you need us,

Stay there,

One tent after another,

This is our activity home.

The earliest inhabitants of this wasteland,

The earliest family in the wild,

When we got there,

It caused noise;

Explore the secrets of the earth,

In order to develop the treasure,

Build a bridge, build a railway,

Building tall buildings;

Let the wind blow,

We love our home,

Too keen,

Reflect the changes in the motherland;

Change the construction site,

Just move,

Take away the desolation,

The rest is prosperity.

Ai Qing (19 10 March 27-1May 5, 996), formerly known as Jiang Zhenghan, was named Haicheng, and used his pen names A Jia, Ke A and Lin Bi. , from Jinhua, Zhejiang. China's modern poet. He is regarded as one of the representative poets of China's modern poetry.

3. What does this poem praise?

Tent is a poem written by Ai Qing. Builders obey the needs of the motherland, start businesses in full swing, change the face of the motherland and enjoy the revolutionary pride of suffering. Geologists, like construction workers and frontier builders, have the dedication to obey the needs and build the motherland.

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Where do you need us,

Stay there,

One tent after another,

Is our mobile home;

The earliest inhabitants of this wasteland,

The earliest family in the wild,

When we got there,

It caused noise;

Explore the secrets of the earth,

In order to develop the treasure,

Build a bridge, build a railway,

Building tall buildings;

Let the wind blow,

We love our home,

Too keen,

Reflect the changes in the motherland;

Change the construction site,

Just move,

Take away the desolation,

The rest is prosperity.

4. The whole poem of Tent

Where do you need us,

Stay there,

One tent after another,

This is our activity home.

The earliest inhabitants of this wasteland,

The earliest family in the wild,

When we got there,

It caused noise;

Explore the secrets of the earth,

In order to develop the treasure,

Build a bridge, build a railway,

Building tall buildings;

Let the wind blow,

We love our home,

Too keen,

Reflect the changes in the motherland;

Change the construction site,

Just move,

Take away the desolation,

The rest is prosperity.

5. Imitate Ai Qing's poem Tent

Where the environment is dangerous,

It germinated there,

A little green thorn,

It's our dancing hands.

The strongest inhabitants of the desert,

The earliest family in the wilderness,

When we got there,

Just opened Guanghua.

Photosynthesis of the sweetness of sunlight,

Leave the water behind,

Keywords shallow rooting, wide bud division,

Build green armor.

No matter how hot the wind is,

We love our roots,

Too strong,

Absorb water from the desert.

Change the environment,

Give birth to a bud,

Take away the desolation,

The rest is sweet.