What are the poems praising the Yellow River?

Although the Yellow River, the mother river of the Chinese nation, has crossed the vast desert with only blue sky and yellow sand, or flowed on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau with only high mountains and valleys, it has been flowing in the dreams of every Chinese descendant. Next, I collected some poems praising the Yellow River. Welcome to check.

First, the Yellow River Book In September, the Yellow River became windy.

Cross-strait mutual reality

A little closer.

Ideal plump willows, thorns and reeds

He is a humble relative in my country.

Potatoes are currently on sale in the market, on scaffolding.

Blown by the wind

Occasionally look up at the distance.

There is a yellow river heart ratio.

More terrible waves

In autumn, the sun will see his flowers-brilliant.

The moon will collect her shadow-sadness.

The Yellow River flowing in the wind

Flowing through the territory of ancestors

People are running in the wind.

People in the sun

A crowd in the dark

Fireflies twinkle in Lanzhou.

Everywhere

Lanzhou which has been eroded and deformed.

Second, the Yellow River is the most beautiful.

I was also in tears.

weep

To understand the preciousness of love.

The Yellow River is the most beautiful.

Although your appearance is not gorgeous.

You treat the blue sky and white clouds as sisters.

You regard wind, frost, rain and snow as brothers

I am just a millet beside you.

Wherever I go, your emulsion feeds me into granules.

We can't deny our relationship.

Although your face spans the century

You have a hundred Ge ships in your hand.

You tie your skirt and long sleeves tightly to the hearts of both sides.

weep

To understand the true meaning of love.

The Yellow River is the most beautiful.

In my heart

This will never be a thing of the past.

To the Yellow River, I know your past.

Roaring at you

Awaken the Chinese nation

Your milk

Raising her children.

A humiliated body

Still guarding it

This black barren land

This is your past.

I will never forget it.

Tired yellow river water

Clear and calm

Muddy sand and mud

Pile up into high beach hills

Standing on the river bank

Like a girl in the mountains.

By the grass in the sun

How pure and beautiful it is.

I saw it.

Your smiling face

There are traces of tears.

I saw it, too

Your sharp bright eyes

Still looking at the distant sky

Fourth, the Yellow River praises the Yellow River.

Magnificent Yellow River;

From the sky to the sky.

Yellow river,

Hero's Yellow River;

Create countless miracles on earth.

Yellow river,

The Yellow River in China;

Chinese civilization is flowing.

Yellow river,

Poetic Yellow River;

Made countless beautiful chapters.

Yellow river,

The ancient Yellow River;

Shining with the soul of China.

Yellow river,

Yellow River in spring;

Thinking of jasmine flowers in full bloom in spring.

Yellow river,

Yellow River in summer;

Like green trees in the sky.

Yellow river,

Yellow River in autumn;

Depicted a colorful world.

Yellow river,

Yellow River in winter;

Gave birth to new life.

Yellow river,

Beautiful Yellow River;

Your tomorrow is even more dazzling.

Five, the distant horizon of the Yellow River aria.

Since ancient times

What kind of music should I use to chant at the moment?

You have been flowing endlessly for thousands of years.

Black breeds and yellow thrives.

Footprints of the growth of Chinese civilization

Tao doesn't have many twists and turns and vicissitudes.

All turned into turbid waves rolling all the way.

Look at the ninety-nine bends of fate

Every splash

Agitate and shout

It is the hottest expectation from the depths of the earth.

The call of national totem

China people have been linked by blood for generations.

For generations, rafts have crossed the coast.

Paddle of life

Full of the fragrance of your golden lotion.

I can't find Hebo's water map or Dayu's mud clothes.

Blowing in the wind, gone forever.

But only every immortal song about you

Still on both sides of history

Youyou chuanchang

Six, you will see how the water of the Yellow River goes out of the sky and into the ocean, never to return.

Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .

Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.

Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .

Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng. There will be wine, and the cups will not stop.

Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me.

What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up.

Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized.

Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners

Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! .

Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.