Poems and ancient poems of the Yellow River in winter

yan zhen flying south in the winter of the ancient Yellow River takes away your splashing waves, and the cold slows you down. You silently deposit spring scenery, summer fire and autumn rhyme in winter. The warm sun occasionally reflects their thinking faces, revealing your yearning for spring.

Ice forms a solid net. Dreams cover your thoughts, but you use surging undercurrents to cover the immortal spring grass and the withered summer lotus. Entangling with the warm summer sun in winter, your pentium thoughts are scattered to the fullest.

Under the infection of your pentium thoughts, snowflakes full of flying joy kiss your heart and melt the spell of ice. You break through the ice, leave the dust of history behind, and still rush towards the sea, welcoming your spring show, Xiali and Qiufeng.