Verses in praise of the Mother River, verses in praise of the Mother River

1.You don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns. (Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine") 2

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city and ten thousand mountains. (Wang Zhilian's "Liangzhou Words") 3The Yellow River falls into the sky and walks through the East China Sea, and thousands of miles are written into the chest.

Li Bai "Gift to Pei Fourteen") 4.At the end of the day, the Yellow River flows into the sea. If you want to be poor, go to the next level.

Wang Zhilian, "Climbing the Stork's Tower").

5.The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river. (Wang Wei, "Make it to the Stopper").

Nian Nujiao, Praise the Yellow River".

On the bank of the Yellow River, Haiyan flies north, and the river goes south. Looking at the dead trees on both sides, the grass and trees are withered.

On the river, the water waves ripple on both sides, and listening to the flowing water is like a symphony of music into the heartstrings.

Looking up at the sky, the scorching sun has no light, and the clouds cover the sky, I don't know if it is the moon or the sun.

I walk from the shore, watching the river, the ice can't separate the water, can I not praise the Yellow River?

Crossing the Yellow River Poem" The river is fast and turbid. The soup soup is not allowed.

It's hard to set an example. Songzhou won by itself.

Empty courtyard and old wood. The remnants of the wilderness.

No human deeds. But see the fox rabbit Xing.

Message to the river elders. How should this water be clear.

Poetry of the Yellow River" My friends in the southeast and southeast, and I used to hear about this building. People pass away with the river, and the book stays in the wall.

Yan Zi is really hidden, and Xie Gong travels far away. The breeze is the first to sing, and the worries are restored.

The time and words are ancient, and the traces will be secluded. It has been lonely and hopeful, and it is empty to see the Yellow River.

The year of exile is coming late, and the sad things are already autumn. The sky is high and you can't ask, hide your weeping and go to the boat.

Where does the Yellow River come from Kunlun, and even the dry and reinvigorate the Kun. The waves pass through the goose plug, and the sound vibrates from the dragon gate.

The shore cracks the new impulse, and the beach is old and scarred. Across the sea, far away from the roots of the mountains.

Bravely tease the three peaks, and the male standard is four blasphemy. Autumn scenery trees in the bay, wide outside the sunset village.

The foam knows the fish, and the chauffeur comes to see the bird squatting. Flying sand is the day, and the fog is followed by dusk.

Runke can invest in agricultural acres, and Qingneng can express the emperor's grace. The rain is extremely eye-catching, and the demeanor wants to be frightened.

The turtle has come out, and the Yin Lingbo is solid. The vortex is getting cold, and the Asase summer is slightly warm.

Nine songs are finally soft, and they can be swallowed secretly. There is no hope in the world, who will return to the source of poverty.

Sigh the Yellow River" thousands of ravines and loess slopes, vegetation is not guaranteed, and the heart is sad.

The soil and sand are endless along the river, and the clear waves are dyed and turned yellow.

Cao Zehe, you are my mother.

Cao Zehe, you are my mother.

Wen Sun Dajun.

Cao Zehe, you are my mother.

You accompany me when I'm lonely.

You supported me when I was being bullied.

My heart can't live without you.

My heart will be lonely without you.

My heart is much more empty from you.

My heart is departed from you and is bitter and sorrowful.

Nature also has characteristics and spirituality.

I love you Caoze River.

I'm going to be a lot more popular.

I can't get over it.

Cao Zehe stretched out his hand and let my heart go through.

I'm having poor dreams.

As soon as he met you, Caozehe immediately became rich.

That's the atmosphere of your Caoze River that is funding me.

That's your neighbor, Hongze Lake and White Horse Lake, inspiring me.

Those who have faith will be excited.

Be bold and energetic.

There was a loud roar that shook the troublemakers, and the imps were scared.