Poetry of Southern Xinjiang

The answers to the poems in southern Xinjiang are as follows:

1. "The Clouds of the Tianshan Mountains"

The clear sky is boundless blue for thousands of miles, and a ball of catkins suddenly floats slowly like a pastoral song, The misty gauze is like a dream, with stacks of peaks and peaks, covered with silver and inlaid with jade. There are Tianshan Mountains in the sky, and those who live in the mountains must be immortals

2. "Tangbala Grassland"

The mountains are dressed in colorful skirts and the ground is covered with gauze, and the color woodcarving is a painting. There are tents dotted deep in the jungle, the smoke from someone’s kitchen is floating endlessly on the bank of the winding stream, and the sound of pastoral songs fills the clouds. Maybe the host is too hospitable, with green carpets and flowers all the way

3. "Heaven and Earth"

The sky and the earth are long and the big dome is like a hotel. A small cabin in a dream. I often sigh, and I am in a hurry to stay for a while. The spruce trees stand thousands of feet high and pass through the ages. Suddenly, I look up to the sky and chant the song of Youzhou. The geese chirp but there are no shadows

4. "Love in the Ancient City of Jiaohe"

An Ancient City on the Silk Road , I think about the past, when many prosperous flags and banners welcomed distant visitors, caravans came in droves with ringing camel bells and mixed songs, jade bodies were laid out in the heart, and the vicissitudes of time left traces of the past, and the ruins were like a dream in the sunset. It's so comfortable. The vast forest trees are high and low, and the honey under your feet is suddenly unstoppable. Pheasants fly above your head at any time, and you can look down at the fish playing in the pond. You can pluck grass and see deer drinking in the stream. The traces of animals are mottled and hard to find. When you step, ivy wraps around your knees.

5. "Travel to Xinjiang"

Author: Xue Yansong

Spring spreads all over the south of the Yangtze River, the frozen Tianshan Mountains are covered with thousands of layers of snow, the condor breaks through the nine heavens, and the boat moves on its own in the sea of ??clouds

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6. "Liangzhou Ci"

Author: Wang Han

The luminous cup of grape wine will prompt you to drink the pipa immediately. Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times?

7. "Liangzhou Ci"

Author: Zhang Ji

The wild geese fly low in the dusk rain in the border town , Asparagus is about to give birth, countless bells are ringing in the distance, Bai Lian should be carried to Anxi

8. "Moon over Guanshan"

Author: Li Bai

Mingyue Leaving Tianshan Mountain, among the vast sea of ??clouds. The wind blows for tens of thousands of miles, blowing across the Yumen Pass. The Han descends to the White Climb Road. Hu glances at the origin of the Qinghai Bay and the battlefield. No one is seen. Still a guest, looking at the border town. I feel like returning to the tall building with so many bitter faces. This night, I sigh that I have no time to rest.

9. "Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi"

Author: Wang Wei

The morning rain in Weicheng is warm and dusty, the guest house is green and the willows are new. I urge you to have another glass of wine and go west to the sun. Not related to old friends.

10. "Praise for Xinjiang"

The soft bells of the Gobi have been passed down for generations, the oasis lake is moist and the Tianshan pastures in the suburbs are full of cattle and sheep, and the poplar euphratica outside the Great Wall is beautiful. The variety of delicious grapes is gorgeous, and the abundant gas brings high benefits.