Poetry about loess

It's bare, magnificent, precise and rhyming, catchy: I'm standing on the top of the mountain, watching the Yellow River rolling towards the southeast. Jin Tao is surging, setting off a great tide; Turbid flow turns around, forming a nine-curve chain; From the foot of Kunlun Mountain to the edge of the Yellow Sea; Split the Central Plains into two sides. Ah, the Yellow River! You are the cradle of the Chinese nation! Five thousand years of ancient culture originated from you; How many heroic stories are played by your side! Ah, the Yellow River! You are great and strong, appearing like a giant on the Asian plain, and building the barrier of our nation with your heroic body. Ah, the Yellow River! You poured down like a raging torrent, stretching out thousands of iron arms to the north and south sides. The great spirit of our nation will be developed and nurtured by you! The heroic sons and daughters of our motherland will learn from your example and be as great and strong as you! Great and strong like you!