You come from snow-capped mountains, and spring tides are your style.
You rush to the East China Sea, and the stormy waves are your spirit.
You feed children of all ethnic groups with sweet milk.
You roll up mountains and seas with strong arms.
We praise the Yangtze River. You have an infinite source.
We are connected with the Yangtze River, and you have the feelings of a mother.
You came from ancient times, and the waves washed away the dust.
You run to the future, and the sound of the waves echoes in the sky.
You irrigate the land where flowers are blooming with pure and clean water.
You have promoted the arrival of a new era with great power.
We praise the Yangtze River. You are the source of infinity.
We are connected with the Yangtze River, and you have the feelings of a mother.
Ah, the Yangtze River, the Yangtze River
A Moonlit Night on the Spring River
Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?
Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year.
I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but the Yangtze River sends water.
Du Fu in Gordon Tang Dynasty
In the sharp wind from the vast sky, apes are sobbing, and birds fly home on the clear lake and white beach.
Leaves fall like the waves of a waterfall, and the Yangtze River stretches as far as the eye can see.
I came from three thousand miles away. With the sadness of autumn, with my sorrow of a hundred years, I climbed this height alone.
Bad luck has formed a bitter frost on my temples, and heartache and fatigue are a thick dust in my wine.