Poetry describing Populus euphratica in autumn

Huyangzan

-Nine Niu Yi hairs.

Enough to wear a hundred feet of Jedi rock and cut a thousand miles of beach;

Ice was forged into fine steel's body, and fire cast iron and blood.

Trace the clouds and roll the moon, watch the thunder and chop the sky coldly;

Dancing in the wind, waving golden armor, singing and bathing in the yellow sand.

Finally, there is no resentment. I hope China is south of the Yangtze River.

Gobi is the real king and has a good reputation.