When the red sun rises, its path shines brightly, and the river flows out, releasing into the ocean. Liang Qichao: When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as the fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. How can we not remember the south of the Yangtze River? Bai Juyi The aquatic spring cable is gone, and the wild boats are sailing at sunrise. Du Fu: If the sun rises and the forest falls, the clouds will return and you will rest in the cave. Ouyang Xiu