Jiuqu Yellow River and Wan Li Sand,
Waves and strong winds swept from the horizon.
Now go straight to the galaxy,
Go to Penny and Weaver's house.
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows down from the sky?
Run to the sea and never look back.
-Li Bai's "Into the Wine"
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.
-Wang Zhihuan is at the Heron Hotel.
Yellow river poems
Climbing the Watergate Building, I saw my late friend Zhang zhen's poem about the Yellow River, which made me excited.
Cui Shu
My friend in the southeastern United States, I have heard of this building. People die with the river, but books stay in the wall.
Stefanie is so secluded that Xie Gong came from afar. At the beginning of the breeze, I sing praises, and in my spare time, I care.
Time and words are ancient, and traces will be silent. Always lonely, empty to see the Yellow River.
Exile will be very late, and the sad thing is already autumn. I dared not ask, so I went boating with tears in my eyes.
Poems crossing the Yellow River
The river is swift and muddy.
The soup can't be ling.
It's hard to make a list.
Matsuzaka won the game.
The empty court suppresses the old wood.
The wilderness is over.
Don't pat people's footprints.
But it is exciting to see a fox and a rabbit.
Send a message that the river is old.