Songhua River bypasses Xing 'an Mountains, meanders eastward, and rushes to Heilongjiang, leaving behind a large fertile field. When the autumn wind blows, Shan Ye and Yuan Ye gradually shed their green clothes and become colorful.
The sun sets on the river, and the golden light is gentle with a smile. Let the Buddha miss anxious to return, a wanderer in his hometown, but he is reluctant to leave. It sprinkled a golden light on the cloud, and the edge of the cloud was inlaid with dazzling silver light. In an instant, the dazzling light filled the river. Sunset, sunset glow, Huashan, water rhyme, sparkling, the vast Songjiang quietly watching, quietly holding all this in your arms. As a result, there is another charming picture in the river.
Facing the sunset and sunset glow, a leaf returned to the boat, paddling the river, causing waves of Jin Lang and silver waves. The light waves cast by the sunset in the water chase the waves and sway, racing against the distant rivers.
Several seagulls flew by and disappeared into the clouds with a silver halo. The water, sky, boats and flying seagulls in the distance seem to be like the poet's pen: "Autumn water is the same as the sky, and the sunset is lonely in Qi Fei", and Jiangnan in the north has generously rendered this picturesque poem.
Spring arrives in Qiu Lai, and the Songhua River flows eastward day after day, but it is calm and ups and downs, regardless of the purple sun and rosy clouds. No matter how dazzling the sunset is, it is still the same, with waves and a sense of honor and disgrace.
Regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, rain and snow day and night, it dedicates beautiful scenery to people, attracts people with chic charm, carries the joys and sorrows of the world with a broad mind, and remembers the joys and sorrows of history.
It has heard the Ma Si and gunshots of Russian cavalry, witnessed the bonfire of Jiangqiao's anti-Japanese war, and even remembered the sad song "My home is on the Songhua River in Northeast China ...".
"Even if Songjiang was born in the back waves ..." The bonfire of the anti-Japanese allied forces burned around it, and Yang Jingyu, Zhao Shangzhi and Zhao Yiman ... countless people with lofty ideals took to the anti-Japanese battlefield for their country and home, with no regrets.
"The Songhua River is choppy, and joyful songs fly out of the waves, singing heroes and the fruits of hard work. The northern border town is so majestic! There are thousands of fragrant bean curd, factories and mines playing new songs, four modernizations and one heart, and many romantic figures. The waves of Songhua River are full of passion, and they can't sing a beautiful new life.
Carrying the immortal poems of history, glory and new China, Songhua River is rolling forward, heading for the sea, the future and the brilliant tomorrow of the Chinese nation. . . .