Poems praising the Yangtze River or the Yellow River

the song of the yangtze river

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 is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.

Du Fu in Gordon Tang Dynasty

The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.

Leaves fall like the waves of a waterfall, and the Yangtze River stretches as far as the eye can see.

Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.

After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.

Respondent: a 497293953- first grade of probation10-1711:58.

Kiss the sacred Tanggula Mountain goodbye,

In the long years,

Hand in hand with mountains and plains,

Roll up the arms of the East China Sea.

Kiss goodbye to the magical snowy plateau,

Has experienced historical changes,

Through canyons and rapids,

Towards the boundless blue.

Praise you, Changjiang,

Great China, you are full of passion,

Kissing the motherland, your bloodline,

The same root is xanthitis,

Five thousand years.

Praise you, Changjiang,

You are the song of the times, echoing for nine days.

Praise you, Changjiang,

You are the dream of the century, brilliant.

Interviewee: Jingfeng-probationary period level 1 10-22 20:02

Always raging fiercely.

Heaven and earth rise and fall in your chest.

Forever magnificent.

Roaring endlessly like a dragon.

Always full of passion

Who can guess your mind?

Always silent

Scroll forever.

Pulling the great wheel of history

Pulling the eternity of time

Forever, ever, ever.

In the vast universe

In the hearts of millions of children

Respondent: liangyi 3 14- first grade of probation 10-22 2 1:37.

so many people

Interviewee: Anonymous 10-23 15:49.

Always raging fiercely.

Heaven and earth rise and fall in your chest.

Forever magnificent.

Roaring endlessly like a dragon.

Always full of passion

Who can guess your mind?

Always silent

Scroll forever.

Pulling the great wheel of history

Pulling the eternity of time

Forever, ever, ever.

In the vast universe

In the hearts of millions of children

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 is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.

Du Fu in Gordon Tang Dynasty

The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.

Leaves fall like the waves of a waterfall, and the Yangtze River stretches as far as the eye can see.

Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.

After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.

See Meng Haoran again on Li Bai's way to Yangzhou

Lonely sails, distant shadows, disappear in the blue emptiness.

I only see the big river flowing into the distant horizon.

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 is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.

Li Bai sees Tianmen Mountain.

The division of Tianmen Mountain allowed the Chu River to flow.

The blue sea water flowing eastward becomes a vortex here.

The green cliffs on both sides gradually spread out.

When a lone sail comes from a sunny place

Cui Qingji, King of Tang Dynasty in Qingqiujiang

In August, the winds along the Yangtze River in Wan Li and Qian Fan are very light.

No matter what the weather is like, the south of Dongting is Yueyang City.

Wang Wei s Overlooking the Hanshui River;

Three branches in the south reach Chu territory, and nine branches flow to Jingmen. The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no. Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky. These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! .

Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou from Yellow Crane Tower.

Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.

Li Chi Ngai of Boolean Operators

I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.

The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred. I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, so don't be thoughtless.

Linjiangxian

The Third Paragraph of Tanci in the 21st Century —— On the Opening Speech of Qin and Han Dynasties

The Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away heroes. Whether it is right and wrong or failure, it is empty now and has disappeared with the passage of time. Castle Peak still exists, the sun still rises and the sunset still sets.

The white-haired hermit by the river has long been used to the changes of time. I met an old friend and had a drink. How many things in the past and how many times have been put into the conversation.

Source:

China's Poetry-Shen Mingyang

Prelude to water melody

Swimming (1956.06)

Only drink Changsha water,

Eating Wuchang fish again.

Crossing the Yangtze River,

Looking at Google on a surface.

No matter how stormy it is,

Better than walking around,

I must rest today.

Son in sichuan yue:

The deceased is like a husband!

The wind blows,

The tortoise and the snake are quiet.

Make great plans.

A bridge flies north and south,

The natural barrier has become a thoroughfare.

Set up the stone wall of Xijiang River,

Cut off Wushan Yu Yun,

The high gorge flows out of Pinghu.

Goddess should be safe,

When the world is shocked.

Source:

China's Poetry-Modern and Contemporary-Mao Zedong

Nanxiangzi

Gu Beiting is pregnant.

Where to see China, you can see the beautiful Gu Bei Building.

How many things rise and fall,

The long and endless Yangtze River is rolling forward.

I was too young to stop fighting in the southeast.

Who is the world hero?

Cao Liu, have a baby like Sun Zhongmou. the song of the yangtze river

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

Kiss the sacred Tanggula Mountain goodbye,

In the long years,

Hand in hand with mountains and plains,

Roll up the arms of the East China Sea.

Kiss goodbye to the magical snowy plateau,

Has experienced historical changes,

Through canyons and rapids,

Towards the boundless blue.

Praise you, Changjiang,

Great China, you are full of passion,

Kissing the motherland, your bloodline,

The same root is xanthitis,

Five thousand years.

Praise you, Changjiang,

You are the song of the times, echoing for nine days.

Praise you, Changjiang,

You are the dream of the century, you can.