The mountains cover the white sun, and the oceans deplete the golden rivers, but you can broaden your horizons by walking up a flight of stairs.
Baihua Garden goes to Wangjing Division, and when the Yellow River gushes. There are no pedestrians in the wilderness in the poor autumn, and the horse's head comes to know who it is.
The crossing of the Yellow River has been neglected, and Cornus officinalis has been away from home for several days.
The Haixi Army on the north bank of the Yellow River, gongs and drums ring all over the world. There are countless iron horses, and the conference semifinals are crowded with high noses. The south bank of the Yellow River is my country, Shu, and I have to support my family without millet. I would like to wear a man to the king, mix a car full of books and abandon gold and jade.
Look at three doors, three doors open, and the Yellow River will flow eastward and never return.
Tell Li Bai to change his poems, and the water of the Yellow River will come!
The Yellow River has flowed since ancient times, and now it is cultivated land. All roads are flexible, and the sea turns to dust.
Wan Li sand in the Yellow River, waves scouring the wind from the end of the world.
The Yellow River falls into the East China Sea, and Wan Li writes it in his mind.
The yellow river can hold soil, and the north wind hates rain and snow.
Every year, after the defenders defend Huang Jinhe, hand knives waving whips keep ringing day and night. In the late spring when it snows heavily, the Great Wall, a journey across the Yellow River and around Montenegro.
The earth is full of flowers and Yun Lan, and the Yellow River is yellow.
The Yellow River is white in autumn in Huang Yun, and pedestrians are relatively worried by the river.
Unique, the yellow river is in the air.