"Lang Tao Sha·Nine Bends of the Yellow River and Thousands of Miles of Sand" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
Nine bends of the Yellow River are thousands of miles of sand, and the waves and winds are blowing from the end of the world.
Now we go straight up the Milky Way, to the home of the Morning Glory and the Weaver Girl.
Translation
The Nine-Meander Yellow River meanders from a distant place,
carrying thousands of miles of yellow sand along the way.
Since you came from the sky, you seem to be flying straight up to the Milky Way high in the sky. Please take me to fly up,
gather into the Milky Way, and join us in the journey of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. Be a guest at your home.
"Feelings of Coming Out of the Fence Gate to Welcome the Coolness at Dawn on an Autumn Night" by Lu You, Song Dynasty
Original text:
Thirty thousand miles of river flows eastward into the sea, and rises to the top of Five Thousand Ren Mountains Skyscrapers.
Translation
The 30,000-mile-long Yellow River rushes eastward and flows into the sea.
The 5,000-foot-high Huashan Mountain towers into the sky and reaches into the blue sky.
These two sentences describe the majesty of the mountains and rivers of the motherland, full of yearning. The Yellow River rolls eastward and flows into the sea; Huashan Mountain in Xiyue towers into the sky. The poet's pen is as broad as a rafter, praising the mountains and rivers of the motherland.
"The Public Does Not Cross the River" by Li Bai of Tang Dynasty
Original text:
The Yellow River comes from the west to conquer Kunlun, roaring for thousands of miles and touching the Dragon Gate.
The waves surged into the sky, and Yao sighed.
Dayu managed hundreds of rivers, but his children could not see home when they cried.
Slaughter the turbulence and drown the floods, and silkworms and silkworms begin in Kyushu.
The harm is gone, and the wind and sand are at a loss.
The old man who was sent out was crazy and crazy, and wanted to ridicule him when he came to the river in the morning.
Others don’t hesitate to stop it, but the public has no intention of crossing the river.
The tiger can be fought, but the river is difficult to rely on, and the male fruit drowns in the sea.
There is a long whale with white teeth like snow-capped mountains, hanging among them.
Honghou’s sorrow was not returned.
Translation
The Yellow River surges into the sky, breaks Kunlun, travels thousands of miles eastward, and roars at the Dragon Gate!
The water and the sky are the same color, Yao and Shun sighed, who can rule it?
Dayu was busy regulating the rivers. He passed by his house three times, but his children cried and did not go in.
After a lot of hardships, he finally tamed the wild horse-like Yellow River, so that the Central Plains could be cultivated. Raising silkworms and cultivating farmland.
Although the water damage has been removed, there are still vast areas of wind and sand on both sides of the river.
Oh my god, you saw a crazy old man with disheveled hair. What was he doing at the Yellow River early in the morning?
Haha, he wants to cross the Yellow River! Haha, dizzy! Everyone else looked on with cold eyes, only his wife was holding his shirt sleeves, but he didn't listen
As the saying goes: You can fight a tiger with your bare hands, but never cross the Yellow River barefoot!
The old madman drowned and his body drifted to the seashore. There was a whale on the sea whose white teeth were as big as snow-capped mountains.
The old madman is like a piece of cloth hanging between the white teeth of the whale. The old wife shed tears and played a sad konghou song, lamenting that her husband did not survive!
In Li Taibai's writings, "The Yellow River comes from the west to conquer Kunlun, and roars thousands of miles into the Dragon Gate." The Yellow River swallows thousands of miles, and it is breathtakingly beautiful; "Climbing high and spectacular between heaven and earth, the vast river never returns" , the Yangtze River that crosses the mountains is so beautiful that it makes people feel relaxed and happy; "Looking at the sun in the ordinary day, raising your hands to open the clouds. The spirit is flying in all directions, as if out of heaven and earth." Mount Tai, which stretches straight into the sky, is so beautiful that people look up and marvel; "The three peaks But it stands as if it is about to be destroyed, the green cliffs and red valleys are high and the palms are open." Huashan, which dominates the great rivers, is so beautiful that people are ecstatic.