The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan's "In the Heron Villa")
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns? (Li Bai's "Into the Wine")
The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.
The peaks are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road. (Zhang, "Tongguan Nostalgia")
I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. (Li Bai's "It's Hard to Walk")
"The Yellow River falls into the East China Sea, and Wan Li writes it in his arms." Li Bai's 14th gift to Pei.