At the mouth of the Yellow River, the rising sun
Sit on the brocade-like river bed and turn around.
Pick up a string of gilded footprints.
Time seems to have stopped flowing.
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Fishing boats pass through the body of the sun.
Throwing a rainbow, the world is boundless.
Seagulls are like lines of white poems.
Point to the majestic vastness
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I am getting smaller and smaller, and I am swept away by the vast sea.
Pushed to the beach and turned into walking grain.
Sand, the glory of jumping up, enjoy.
Sprinkle it on the earth to fill the gap between people.
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The river is generous and calm, and it is gloomy.
Sounds like my brother who works in the city.
Embrace with the entrustment of Qian Shan Wanshui.
A fiery heart, give yourself to.
Wang Yang gave it to Blue Dream.
Author | Wang Guoliang
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