2\ The wind is roaring, the horse is roaring, and the Yellow River is roaring.
The Yellow River is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain, far above the white clouds. Why should a strong brother complain about willow? Spring breeze doesn't go through Yumen Pass! Lipper
4. Crossing the ancient Yellow River at night
Young Wan Li, laughing at the end of the year, is divided into north and south. You have to believe that you have never dreamed in your life, but you have traveled so far. Liu
Guanhe, Guxieyang Road, the wind is still straight. The savage asked in surprise, where is Fancha? Fallen leaves are rustling in the face,
Water and quicksand are far away and there is no trace to be found. Dry grass is greener in autumn, and idle gulls are alone. The waves carry the sky and the mountains invite the clouds.
The sky in Pu Yin is blue. The song of the buckle is broken, and the sea toad flies to the lonely white.
I want to cross the Yellow River, but the ferry is blocked by ice, and it will snow in Taihang Mountain.
6\ The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river.
7\ Haixi Army on the north bank of the Yellow River, gongs and drums are loud.
There are mountains on both sides of this place, and a huge ditch is washed out on the rocks at the bottom of the river, with a width of 30 meters and a depth of about 50 meters. The rolling yellow water flows here and flows backwards. If the horse goes straight into the river ditch, the waves roll and roar, and the vibration can be heard for miles. Its shape is like a boiling giant pot, hence the name Hukou. In spring and autumn, the water is clear and the sun shines directly, and the rainbow dances with the waves. The scenery is wonderful. In the poem "Autumn Wind at Hukou" written by Chen in Ming Dynasty, there is a saying that "autumn wind rolls up thousands of waves, which is a true portrayal of the evening".
9\ Hukou Waterfall, which is "roaring and roaring thousands of cows" on weekdays, presents a different style in peace: the Yellow River water flies down from the ice surfaces with different shapes and layers of ice on both sides of the river, and the water mist aroused reflects a beautiful rainbow in the sun, and a beautiful ice bridge is built under the waterfall, which makes people lament the ingenuity of nature.
10\ The surging Yellow River was held hostage by Cangshan Mountain on both sides of the river, bound in a narrow stone valley, and the flood with a width of more than 300 meters suddenly gathered to more than 50 meters. At this time, the river roared, the mountains rang, and the valley was boiling like a giant pot. Finally, it flew down from a fault cliff more than 20 meters high and fell into a stone trough more than 30 meters wide. It was like Ma Benteng, and it was like a dragon and a drum. I won't stop until I reach the Yellow River.
Ode to the Yellow River
(Recite words)
Ah, friend!
With his heroism,
Vilen in Asia;
It shows the spirit of our nation:
Great and powerful!
Here, we celebrate the Yellow River.
(Lyrics)
I stood on the top of a high mountain and watched the Yellow River roll eastward.
The surging waves set off a huge wave;
Turbid flow turns around and forms a zigzag chain;
From the foot of Kunlun Mountain to the edge of the Yellow Sea,
Split the Central Plains in two.
Ah! Yellow River!
You are the cradle of our nation!
Five thousand years of ancient culture originated from you;
How many heroic stories are staged around you!
Ah! Yellow River!
You are great and strong, appearing on the plains of Asia like a giant.
Build a barrier for our nation with your heroic body.
Ah! Yellow River!
You poured down, majestic, and stretched out thousands of iron arms to the north and south banks.
The great spirit of our nation,
Will grow under your cultivation!
Heroes and sons and daughters of our motherland,
Will learn from you,
As great and strong as you!
As great and strong as you! I have made a pilgrimage to the beautiful scenery of the motherland at four o'clock, and I have visited the famous mountains and rivers of the motherland. Every time I throw myself into my mother's arms, my heart! With the pulse of the motherland. With great reverence, I climbed to the top of Mount Tai and saw a red sun rising in Ran Ran ... I visited Baishan Heishui and saw the prosperity of the motherland. Climb the coral reefs in Nansha Islands! I feel the vastness of my motherland. In Qinchuan, eight hundred miles, I heard the voices of the sons and daughters of the motherland. The majestic gongs and drums that resounded through the sky, the earth-shattering cries, and the forceful and neat pace of each team expressed the lofty sentiments of my brothers and sisters. At the foot of Tianshan Mountain, deep in quicksand, I saw the magnificent and dangerous scene of the desert, and the long river set the yen. This is not a mirage, nor a paradise in a nightmare. That's the call to develop the northwest corner. I stood at the top of the snowy area on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, drinking a cup of comfortable and intoxicating milk tea to celebrate the harmony and prosperity of 56 ethnic groups. I walked on the red grass next to Shangri-La, a paradise on earth, and looked at the ancient bunkers that had gone through many vicissitudes. I realized my responsibility and dignity as a China person. I followed the footsteps of the trackers in the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, stroking the stone pillars deeply branded by ropes. My heart is like a surging, tearful and suffering motherland! You are so tenacious, so tenacious! I stood on the gully-crisscross Loess Plateau, holding a handful of hot loess in my heart, and I felt the warmth of my motherland. A rice seed in Hemudukou confirmed: people living in this land of the Chinese nation! It embodies the intelligence, wisdom and diligence of human beings. The Yangtze River water in Pinghu, Gaoxia proves that it is unattainable, the rivers and lakes on the earth! Can be associated with the milky way in the sky. The Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Qin Shihuang told the world that China people are an unyielding nation. Although they have been sleeping in the ground for two thousand years, they still don't fall, collapse or give in. The black iron cannon of Dagukou Fort declared that the weak country has no diplomacy, and the sleeping lion can only stand still and forge a long sword if he wants to stand up. A nation without a country is a humiliating nation, and a nation with weak national strength is a poor nation. No matter where you come from, no matter where you go, no matter where you are in the world, whenever you encounter difficulties and setbacks, just shout "I'm from China! My motherland-China! " You can always get help and encouragement, and friendly and pious eyes will gather on you. I once again climbed the top of Mount Tai, looking forward to, looking forward to, looking forward to the generate and soaring of the Oriental Red Sun again.