1: The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.

2: I don’t have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind.

3: The sun sets over the mountains and the Yellow River flows into the sea. If you want to see a thousand miles away, go to the next level.

4: The light of the lake and the moon are harmonious, and there are no goggles on the surface of the pool that have not been polished.

5: Don’t cry until you see the coffin, don’t give up until you reach the Yellow River

6: The yachts are flying by and you hear the laughter, and enjoy your holiday in Xuanwu.

7: If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang.

8: Send out the Kunlun Five-Colored River, and a yellow stream will pass through Zhongzhou.

9: Two breaches in three years, one change of course in a hundred years

10: The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are also strange in the sky and rain; if you want to compare the West Lake to the West, put on light makeup and heavy makeup Always suitable.

11: The prefect of the Xianhuang clan is very sentimental about the Chinese Valentine's Day.

12: If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return.

13: The boat is sailing on the blue waves, people are swimming in the painting

14: The wind and rain on Chinese Valentine's Day have been planned for a long time, and the people and things in the cold are not new.

15: The Yangtze River has sadly stagnated, and it will return thousands of miles away. The situation is high and windy at night, and yellow leaves are flying in the mountains.

16: The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, the sun is setting over the long river.

17: The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the great river.

18: Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city named Wanren Mountain.

19: It’s cold and rainy night in Wu, and I see off my guests in Chu Shangu in the morning.

20: Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. An ancient poem praising the Yellow River

21: The stars hang down on the plains and the fields are vast, the moon surges and the river flows by Du Fu

< p> 22: The starry river and the sky are full of stars, and a family laughs and holds a red feast.

23: Only if you don’t miss lovesickness in your life, you will miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness.

24: The Yellow River can be blocked by holding soil, but the north wind, rain and snow can hardly cut it.

25: In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names.

26: The smoke cage is cold and the moon is caged in the sand. I stay in Qinhuai at night near the restaurant. The merchant girl does not know the hatred of the country's subjugation, but she still sings the flowers in the backyard across the river.

27: Bells, drums, food and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time.

28: Riding the mountain post with a stick, I ask about Zizhou when I meet someone. You can reach the Yangtze River, and travelers will feel sad for you.

29: The clouds are buried in the old trees in the empty mountains, and it seems like a thousand voices are flying at once.

30: When I miss you in the autumn mountains, I feel melancholy and sweet-scented osmanthus.

42: The Yellow River flows to the East China Sea, and thousands of miles are written into the mind.

43: The peaks and mountains are like clusters, the waves are like angry waves, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road inside and outside.

44: The sun sets over the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea.

45: The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, the sun is setting over the long river.

46: The road leads out of Daliang City, and the Guanhe River is clear at dawn. The sun turns over the dragon's cave and the wind sweeps away the wild geese and the sand is flat. Leaning on the sword and sighing for personal affairs, Zhang Fan expresses his travel feelings. I don’t know where I am, and I can hear singing in the sky.

47: In the nine heavens of the Yellow River, humans and ghosts look down upon the pass. The wind is blowing fiercely and the waves are high, and the sun is shining coldly.

48: The Yellow River has thousands of miles of sand, and the waves and winds blow it from the end of the world. Now we go straight up the Milky Way, to the home of the Morning Glory and the Weaver Girl.

49: The boat was first released in front of Qingkou Station, and the water in Changhuaidong was like a string. He urged the two oars to cross the river in a hurry, and the wind blew all night to reach the seaside.

50: The Yellow River stretches more than a thousand miles to the north, and the air of injustice is vast and becomes a black cloud. ;