Poetry of rivers, lakes and seas

(Liu Yuxi: Looking at Dongting from afar) Shajiu in the Wan Li of the Yellow River twists and turns, and waves and winds blow from the horizon. (Liu Yuxi's "Langtaosha") A round of setting sun spread in the water, half river rustling and half river red. At sunrise, the river is red, and the river is green like the blue of spring. The stars tilt down from the empty place, the leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, the moon runs along the river, and I am lonely when I watch the long river always roll forward, but the sky of the Yangtze River interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward back to the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain. After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in mid-June. If you want to compare the West Lake with the West Lake, it is always appropriate to wear light makeup and heavy makeup. In the east, Jieshi, ... night now succumbs to the ocean of sunshine, and the old year melts in freshness. I will one day install a long wind and break the heavy waves, make my Yun Fan bridge deep, the deep sea, the mountains cover the white sun, and the ocean drain the golden rivers,,,,,,,,