The Yellow River falls from the sky and flows through the East China Sea, thousands of miles are written in the mind.
(Li Bai's "Gift to Pei Fourteen")
Far above the Yellow River among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain.
(Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci")
The sun sets over the mountains and the Yellow River flows into the sea.
(Wang Zhihuan's "Climbing the Stork Tower")
The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting over the long river.
(Wang Wei's "The Envoy to the Fortress")
Yellow River Poetry
"The Wine Will Enter"
Li Bai
If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return.
Don’t you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening.
If you are proud of life, you must have all the fun, and don’t let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.
I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all my money has been spent.
It is fun to cook sheep and slaughter cattle, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.
Young Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink, but don’t stop.
A song with you, please listen to me.
The bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will stay drunk and not wake up.
Since ancient times, all the sages and sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names.
In the old days, King Chen used to have banquets, fights and banquets.
What does the master mean when you have less money? It is up to you to sell it.
The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine.
I will sell the eternal sorrow with you.
"Eight Rhymes of the Yellow River Sent to Shengyu"
[Song Dynasty] Ouyang Xiu
The river is so fierce that arrows are dangerous, who said that the sailing reed can swim?
< p>The horse is crossing the solid ice, and the waves are rolling in the sand.Trees fall and break the new shore, and the rapids suddenly change the island.
When the dragon is chiseled, the carp retreats, and when the river rises, it does not distinguish between the ox and the ox.
Thousands of miles can lead to the Han Dynasty, and thousands of sails can sail under the canoe.
I will stop building the song of resentment now, because the road is lost and hard to find.
The strong wind blows loudly on the beach, and the cold fog in Sichuan does not close.
The traces of Yu can be traced, but I want to ask Zhang Hou.
"Moonlit Night in a Boat on the Yellow River"
[Yuan Dynasty] Ma Zuchang
The ten-foot-long cloud sail blows the bucket spoon,
The starry wind Rapid waves drift.
The dew-cold Milky Way is approaching late at night,
I lie down and listen to the heavenly sun weaving silk ribbons.
"Dawn Crossing of the Yellow River"
[Tang Dynasty] Luo Ye
It is autumn in the plains of the river, and the poor horse is looking forward to the ancient crossing.
Last night, the moon was under the Lotus Peak, and I stayed with Mingchou through the curtain.
River Carp Climbs the Dragon Gate
[Tang Dynasty] Anonymous
I have been seeking change over the years, but now I have something to follow. It's named after a carp, and nothing can make it a dragon.
I have gone through many hardships, and it is because of the good fortune. The mud and sand are not obstructing, and the bait is not allowed to meet.
The waves become powerful, but the thin scales cannot be traced. If you let it wag its tail, the rain and dew will be thick at this time.
"Hequ Tour"
[Sui] Lu Zhongdao
Yexia is popular, and Hequ is a famous tourist. Ying Xu asked him to ride behind him, and his carriages and horses traveled across Fangzhou.
The trees are thick with velvet velvet and chickens, and the smoke from distant cranes is thick. The sun is high and the sky is high, and the clouds are rising like heavy buildings.
Golden restraints are like a wolf, and orchids are like a barbarian. The hanging bells move with clear blowing, and the water chestnuts turn beautiful.
It still rings the golden bell, and returns to brush the copper ditch. I am only afraid of the three Spring Festival Galas, and don’t talk about the worries of thousands of years.
"Night Mooring on the Yellow River"
[Ming] Li Liufang
On a bright moonlit night on the Yellow River, the cold sand looks like a battlefield.
The rushing water makes a roar, and the plains reach the wilderness.
Wu Huishu is difficult to reach, and the road to Yantai is long.
The man has been a guest for a long time and does not recognize that he is a foreign country.
"Ode to the Yellow River" (Jin Dynasty)
Cheng Gongsui
Looking at the mighty and powerful rivers, nothing can be more beautiful than the Yellow River.
The Kunlun Mountains are extremely steep, and the rocks are jagged.
Climbing the Dragon Gate and traveling south, the clouds of Huayin are in Qu'a.
When the mainstay is lifted, it stirs up turmoil; when it crosses the Luo River, it makes waves.
The body is entrusted with the snake in the back earth, and the spiritual man is placed in the sky.
It passes through the Nengdian River in the middle of Xia, and passes through the wilderness of Shuobei.
It has been in the northern border for two weeks, and it has flowed to the south of the Jin Dynasty for three years.
Qin opened up the land from the west, and Qi controlled the east and drew the territory.
The Yin Tu were entrenched and settled forever, while the Wei moved to Jiji and settled in the territory.
Zhao Jue Liu defeated Wei Xi, and Ying led the ditch and destroyed Liang.
Thinking about the sages and sighing, how difficult it is to measure virtue.
"Crossing the Yellow River"
Fan Yun
The river is fast and turbid, and the water cannot be boiled. It is difficult for juniper trees to be ranked, but only for pine boats to win.
The empty courtyard is covered with old trees, and the old trees remain in the desolate area. No human traces were seen, but foxes and rabbits were seen.
Message to the old man on the river, how can this water be clear?
"Crossing the Yellow River"
The road leads out of Daliang City, and the river is clear at dawn.
The sun turns over the dragon's cave and the wind sweeps the geese down to the level sand.
Leaning on the sword and doing business, Zhang Fan expresses his travel feelings.
I don’t know where I am, and I can hear singing in the sky.
"Late Crossing the Yellow River" [Tang Dynasty]
King Luo Bin
Thousands of miles to find the way home, but a single reed disturbs the plain. The clear waves reach the horse's cheeks, and the rushing water rushes to the dragon's gate.
The sun shines brightly, and the waves turn violently. The singing of the firewood breaks in the wind, and the sound of the woodcutter enters the noisy Xin.
The autumn clouds are falling on the far bank, and the evening mist is thick in the deep pool. Who can pass away on the river? His soul will not return at sunset.
"Climbing Yunlong Mountain and Seeing the Yellow River Migrating North"
[Qing Dynasty] Jin Deying
The corner of Yunlong's head is isolated and steep, and the green mountains come towards each other.
The Yellow River is so fast that the mountains also avoid it, leaving only the surging west face.
Songshi and Bianluo are two thousand miles away, and the weather is gloomy and even Pinggao.
It has been a long time since the guests and hosts in the pavilion left, but there are still traces of them left to watch.
Pengcheng uses rivers as terrain hazards, and a natural lake flows to the east.
It’s a pity that tens of thousands of households are at the bottom of the cauldron, relying on ants’ holes and golden embankments.
I will be surprised to see something strange happen this autumn. It can be serious or revealing.
It turns out that at Sunjiaji in the upper reaches, the floods broke out overnight.
Beishan is dotted with Zhoujun. Most of the farmhouses are located in Yinpan'ao.
The waterway of Qinghe River was cut across and reversed to feed the salty water.
I am saddened by the enemy's victory and fell into Zhongze, but I am envious of you and the crane soars into the sky.
The ancients managed the river but not the luck, even if they allowed travel and entertainment to be lenient.
Now I must bow my head and follow the line, and be willing to be restrained and follow my cao.
People from the south to the north were both sick, and Gu Huai Gu Yun worked harder.
The piles of wood and rocks are increasing day by day, but there are silt pads and no clearing.
When there is rain, it will always swell and overflow, and when frost accumulates, it will disappear.
When he was an official, he concealed his taboos and hoped that he would be exempted.
Otherwise, Hu Duhe Bo will show off his arrogance on the day of the Hundred Gods.
Looking up at the ballads and asking about the sadness, how can it be the ninth grade of leap cakes.
In the Ming Dynasty, the post horses went straight north and inspected the Jingshan Bridge near the river