The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.
By going up one flight of stairs, look further.
It's a poem that doesn't rhyme, and it's based on the "Eleven Unique Poems". It is even and accurate, and its beat is rigorous. What is even more rare is that the four sentences are all right and the scenery is magnificent. The last two sentences enhance the artistic conception of this poem.