Information about the Yellow River

1- Legend has it that a long, long time ago, the ancient Yellow River was a wild horse which was hard to be tamed, and it flowed at will as if it were a monster showing its teeth, roaring day and night, heaving endlessly, devouring ten thousand hectares of good land. Nibbling at the millions of mountains, the Hui and Han people on both sides of the Yellow River can only be in the tip of the mountain, the bottom of the ditch living a life of slash-and-burn farming. At that time, Ningxia was not a flat plain on the river, but overlapping green hills, gullies and ravines, not a flat field, and no field can be irrigated with the Yellow River water. Legend has it that there are a few families of Huihui and Han people living on Niushou Mountain, and they have been picking water at the bottom of the mountain and planting on the hill for generations. Old and small busy, but not enough to eat, wear not ambiguous, day after day, who can not stand this torture. One year, a seventy-year-old Hui Hui, named Erde, opened a melon and fruit garden in the mountains, planted some cucumbers. He got up early and late every day, to the Yellow River to pick water to watering cucumbers, shoulder pressure swollen, the soles of the feet skinned, careful service to nurture the cucumbers, yellow long and tender and sweet. This day Erde old man tired, lying on the vegetable garden door fell asleep. Just as he fell asleep, he dreamed that a white cloud floated in the sky, and gradually that white cloud turned into a white-bearded imam, twitching his silver beard, and said to Elder Old Man: "There are two gales today, so you have to pay attention to them. At noon is a yellow wind that will wilt the cucumbers; in the morning there is a black wind that will cause the cucumbers to drop their tips. No matter how strong the wind is, you should not pick the cucumbers off. Elder old man woke up and looked, disappeared white bearded imam, but see the north of the yellow wind covering the sky, suddenly scraped to the Niushou Mountain. Elder old man carefully look at the cucumber, really one by one wilted, his heart is very sad, a year's blood and sweat for nothing, but remembered the words of the white-bearded imam, did not move. In the morning, a black wind passed, blowing the mountain shaking the ground, the leaves fell layer after layer. Erde old man look, cucumber is about to fall to the ground, he was so angry that he took off a wilted and small cucumber and threw it into the Yellow River. The Yellow River immediately broke a line. Like a fairy with a knife cut, clearly see the bottom of the river, Elder old man down to pounce, the river "wow" and together. The old man and tired and hungry, sitting on the riverbank, blinking, golden flowers dancing, dizzy and faint do not know anything. At this time, Erde old man heard the white bearded imam said "this cucumber is the key to conquer the Yellow River, it can be called the Yellow River to break the flow of the Yellow River, can also be called the Yellow River to listen to the words of man. But now the Yellow River has been tormented by the two Iblis, the Yellow Wind and the Black Wind. You can't be in a hurry, you have to be patient and put in more effort. Next year, you will plant a garden of cucumbers, and when they are ripe, you will pick the biggest one and throw it into the Yellow River. At that time, you go into the hole at the bottom of the river, the jewels will be picked by you, the grain seeds will be taken by you, and there will be a precious sword to cut down the dragon and kill the demon, and tame the Yellow River, and wherever you point, the Yellow River water will flow to." The next year, the industrious Erde old man planted another garden of cucumbers, he was not afraid of the road, not sweat, from the Yellow River to pick water to water the melons. The work did not disappoint, and finally, the garden bore a three-foot-long cucumber that grew like a key. The old man was so happy that he slept in the melon garden day and night until the melon was ripe. On this day, the weather was so clear that there was not a single cloud. The old man took off the three-foot-long cucumber, pronounced "Taismi" and threw it into the Yellow River. At that moment, the Yellow River roared, cracked a long slit and the rocks at the bottom of the river could be seen clearly. Erde old man down to the bottom of the river, see against the river bank there is a hole, the hole in the pearl agate everything. The old man took some, just to go out, heard a storm roar, a moment on the river rolling waves, a wave higher than a wave. Elder old man picked up the sword to the black whirlwind and yellow whirlwind around dozens of fierce chopping sword. A moment later, the black wind and the yellow wind blew out of the sky. At this time, the break in the Yellow River gradually closed tightly. Remembering the white-bearded imam's instruction that the swords could conquer the Yellow River, the old man of Erde brightened up in his heart and thought: I will tell the Yellow River to fill up the trenches and silt the mountain beams. The old man holding two swords, to the Yellow River slashed down, the Yellow River water immediately does not flow, as if the front blocked a Great Wall, just section of the rise, from a distance to see really afraid of people. Three days later, south to Liupan Mountain, west to Helan Mountain, everywhere is water, leaving only a few mountain tip. Elderly man then drew out his sword, told the Yellow River to flow forward. From then on, the mountains and ditches of Ningxia, turned into a flat river, living on both sides of the Yellow River, Hui and Han people rely on their own hard-working hands, open ditches to make fields, and live a happy life.

2-Myths and legends: Dayu had three treasures when he ruled the Yellow River, one was the river map; the second was the axe for opening the mountain; and the third was the sword for avoiding water. Legend has it that the river map was granted to Dayu by Hebo, the water god of the Yellow River. In ancient times, there was a man named Feng Yi in Tongxiang, Huayin, who was not at ease with farming and wanted to become an immortal. He heard that a person could be transformed into an immortal body by drinking the juice of daffodil flowers for a hundred days. So he went around looking for daffodils. Before Dayu ruled over the Yellow River, the Yellow River flowed into the Central Plains without a fixed channel, and flowed everywhere, often flooding. The ground was full of water from the Yellow River, with seven streams and eight channels, and all the ditches and branches were full of water. Feng Yi hither and thither to find daffodils, often across the Yellow River, across the Yellow River, across the Yellow River, often dealing with the Yellow River. After ninety-nine days, and then find a daffodil flower, sucking the juice of daffodil flowers for a day, you can become immortal. Feng Yi was very proud, and crossed the Yellow River to a small village to look for daffodils. The water here is not deep, Feng Yi trips across the river, to the middle of the river, suddenly the river rises. He panicked, his feet slipped, fell into the Yellow River, and was drowned alive. After his death, Feng Yi, with a belly full of grievances, gritted his teeth and hated the Yellow River so much that he went to the Jade Emperor to sue the Yellow River. The Jade Emperor heard that the Yellow River had no one to control it, and that it flowed everywhere, endangering the people, and he was also very annoyed. He saw that Feng Yi had sucked the juice of narcissus for 99 days and should become immortal, so he asked Feng Yi if he would like to be the god of the Yellow River and rule the Yellow River. Feng Yi was overjoyed. Full of promise. This one can fulfill his wish to become immortal, two can avenge being drowned. Feng Yi became the water god of the Yellow River, known as He Bo. He has never suffered from the water things, all of a sudden took up the responsibility of governing the Yellow River, helpless, worried. What should he do? He was shallow, and there was nothing magic magic, so he had to go to the Jade Emperor again to ask for advice. The Jade Emperor told him, to manage the Yellow River, we must first find out the water conditions of the Yellow River, draw a river map, the water conditions of the Yellow River as the basis for the map, the management of the Yellow River will save a lot of trouble. Heber according to the Jade Emperor's instructions, bent on drawing a river map, he first went to his hometown, trying to find folks to help. The villagers hated him and no one answered him. He found the old man in the village and told him about his ambition to control the Yellow River. Seeing that he had now become an immortal and wanted to do something good for the people, he agreed to help him. From then on, He Bo and Hou Lao Han traveled in the wind and rain, trekking over the mountains to check the condition of the Yellow River. The two ran for several years, but the old man after the tired and sick. After the old man can only go back, the rest of the Hebo continue along the Yellow River to see the water. When they parted, after the old man repeatedly told Hebo, officers should be done to the end, do not give up halfway, draw a good map on the management of the Yellow River, manpower is not enough, he persuaded the villagers to help. Checking the water conditions and drawing the river map is a hard job. By the time the river map was finished, he was already old and weak. Hebo looked at the river map, where the Yellow River is deep, where it is shallow; where it is good to punch the embankment, where it is easy to break; where it should be dug, where it should be blocked; where it can cut off the water, where it can drain the floods, drawing a clear picture. I only sigh that I don't have the energy to manage the Yellow River according to the map, very sad. Hebo thought, one day there will be a capable person to manage the Yellow River, at that time, the river map awarded to him, also counted that he did not worry in vain. From then on, He Bo spent his twilight years under the Yellow River and never showed his face again. Unexpectedly, the Yellow River flooded again and again. The people knew that the Jade Emperor had sent the Hebo to cure the water, but they did not see him, so they scolded the Hebo for not doing his duty and not caring about the people's life and death. After the old man in his sick bed every day looking forward to the river uncle, a number of years do not meet. He was uneasy about the management of the Yellow River, and went to look for Uncle He. His son's name was Yi, and he was a great archer. No matter what Hou Lao Han said, Yi wouldn't let him go to find He Bo. The old man did not listen to his son's advice, but when the Yellow River burst, he was swept away and drowned, and his body was not even found. Hou Yi hated He Bo so much that he gritted his teeth and said he would shoot He Bo to death sooner or later. Later, when it was time for Dayu to come out to treat the water, Hebo decided to give him the map of the Yellow River. On this day, when He Bo heard that Dayu came to the Yellow River with his mountain-opening axe and water-avoiding sword, he came out from under the water with the river map and looked for Dayu. Hebo and Dayu had never met and did not recognize each other. Hebo had been walking for half a day and was so tired that he was about to take a rest when he saw a young man walking on the other side of the river. The young man was so handsome and majestic that he thought he must be Dayu, so he shouted and asked, "Hey, who are you?" The young man on the other side of the river was not Dayu, but Hou Yi. He looked up and saw an immortal old man shouting on the other side of the river and asked, "Who are you?" He Bo said in a loud voice, "I am He Bo. Are you Da Yu?" When Hou Yi heard that it was He Bo, he was furious, sneered, and said, "I am Da Yu." Then he opened his bow and shot an arrow into the left eye of He Bo without asking any questions. Hebo pulled out the arrow and covered his eye, sweating from the pain. In his heart, he cursed, "Bastard Dayu, so unreasonable!" The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, so he went to tear up the water map. At this moment, a loud shout came from him, "He Bo! Don't tear the map." He Bo endured the pain and looked with his right eye to see a man wearing a bucket hat on the opposite bank, stopping Hou Yi. This man was Dayu, who knew that He Bo had drawn a map of the Yellow River and was about to ask He Bo for advice. Hou Yi pushed Da Yu away and was about to raise his bow again. Dayu held him back and told him the story of how He Bo had drawn the map, and Hou Yi regretted that he had been so reckless as to shoot He Bo blind in the left eye. Hou Yi traveled with Dayu across the river. Hou Yi admitted his fault to He Bo. He Bo realized that Hou Yi was the son of Hou Lao Han and did not blame him much. Da Yu said to He Bo, "I am Da Yu, and I have come to seek your advice on how to cure the Yellow River." He Bo said, "My heart and soul and the way to rule the river are all on this map, so I'll give it to you now." Da Yu took a look at the map and saw that the map was densely packed with circles and dots, and the water conditions of the Yellow River up and down, left and right, were clearly drawn. Da Yu was extremely happy. He wanted to thank He Bo, but when he looked up, He Bo had jumped into the Yellow River and disappeared. After getting the map of the Yellow River, Dayu worked day and night, according to the instructions on the map, and finally cured the Yellow River.

Looking at the ocean

Legend has it that a long, long time ago, there was a river god in the Yellow River, called He Bo. Hebo stood on the bank of the Yellow River, looking at the rolling waves coming from the west, and rushing and jumping to the east, and said complacently, "The Yellow River is so big, there is no river in the world that can be compared with it, and I am the biggest god of water."

Some people told him, "Your words are wrong, there is a place called the North Sea to the east of the Yellow River, and that is really big."

He Bo said, "I don't believe you, if the North Sea is bigger, can it be bigger than the Yellow River?"

The man said, "Not to mention a Yellow River, even if the water of several Yellow Rivers flows into the North Sea, it will not be enough to fill it."

Heber stubbornly said, "I have never seen the North Sea, I don't believe it."

The man had no choice but to tell him, "If you have a chance to visit the North Sea, you will understand."

In the fall, the flood season came, days of heavy rains made all the rivers, big and small, pour into the Yellow River, which became even wider, and when you looked across the river, you couldn't tell the cows and horses on the other side from each other. At this, He Bo became even more proud of himself, thinking that the most spectacular scenery in the world was all on his own. In the midst of his self-gratification, he remembered the North Sea that someone had mentioned to him, and decided to go there to have a look.

Heber came to the mouth of the Yellow River, and when he looked around, he saw that the North Sea was vast and boundless. He looked at it for a while, and said to the god of the North Sea, Ruoruo, with a deep feeling: "As the saying goes, only those who are short-sighted and short-sighted think that only they are the most brilliant when they have only learned a little bit of knowledge, and that's true for me. I once heard someone say that even Confucius was still limited in his insight and knowledge, and that the noble character of Bo Yi had not reached its peak. At that time I didn't believe such comments. Today, when I see the vastness and expanse of the frank and boundless sea, I realize that this is true. Otherwise, what I did would not have been laughed at by the insightful sages!"

After listening to the River God's introspection, the Sea God if spoke. He said, "The frog in the well cannot talk to it about the sea due to the limitation of its own living environment; the insect in summer cannot talk to it about winter due to the limitation of the seasons; and the person with little insight is ill-informed and limited in his education, and will not listen to the great truths. Now, you river god out of the river banks, look at the sea, broaden their horizons, know that they are small and shallow, I can talk to you about the truth. The water under the sky, there is no bigger than the sea, thousands of rivers never stop to the sea, but the sea will not be full; change of seasons, floods and droughts, it does not feel. For it is so much more than the water of the rivers that it cannot be measured. But I have never been arrogant with this; I feel that I am formed between heaven and earth, receiving the breath of yin and yang, only like a small stone and a small tree in a big mountain, I can only see my own inadequacy, and how can I be proud and arrogant?

This story is from "Zhuangzi - Autumn Water". Idiom "looking at the ocean sighing" is from which "so the Hebo began to spin its face, looking at the ocean to if and sigh:" "The wild language has to say: 'heard of the road 100 thought that they are not if', I'm said also. ."

This idiom originally refers to see the greatness of others to feel their own smallness. Later, people used it as a metaphor for doing something with insufficient power or conditions and feeling helpless. (Source/Japanese Chinese Herald)

White sun is over the mountains, the Yellow River flows into the sea

Jun see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, and it never returns to the sea Li Bai's "Wine will be entered into the wine"

"The Yellow River is over the East China Sea, and thousands of miles are written in the lapel of the heart." Li Bai "Gift to Pei XIV"

The Yellow River is far away from the white clouds, a lonely city with ten thousand ren mountains. Wang Zhilu's "The Words of Liangzhou"

The desert is lonely and the sun sets over the Yangtze River. Wang Wei's "To the Seaside"

The White Sun is over the mountains, the Yellow River flows into the sea Wang Zhilux's "Ascending the Stork's Bird Tower"

To cross the Yellow River's icy river, or to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang Li Bai's "Hard to Walk"

The Nine Curves of the Yellow River's Ten Thousand Miles of Sand, and the Waves and the Winds that Bump and Crackle from the Ends of the World Liu Yuxi's "Wave-tossing the Sand"

Dedication to the Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor

The Yangtze River and the Yellow River are,

rushing on.

Chinese blood.

Five thousand years,

The sound of the waves is still the same,

and the majestic wind is still there.

Sweeping through the blood and fire of China,

pouring love and affection on earth.

This is a collection of three hundred poems,

which are full of emotion.

To discuss right and wrong,

saying success or failure.

Throughout the past and present,

knowing the Chinese and foreign countries.

Forgetting the heroes,

How much helplessness?

Born with the courage of the three armies,

Cosmic atmosphere across the nine schools.

Dwelling in the East,

Leading the world,

An epoch.

Wang Changling (王昌龄) is the author of the poem "Out of the Seaside" (出塞), which is a poem on the theme of "The Yellow River" (黄河). The Yellow River is flowing endlessly, and the pedestrians in the wilderness in the poor fall are all gone.

WANG YAN The Songs of Harmony - The Song of the Princess Ming Looking northward at Shan Yu, the sun is half slanting, and the king of Ming is weeping on his horse in the sand. The Yellow River is the water of a pair of tears, and it should flow eastward into the Han family.

Xue Feng Miscellaneous Songs and Dances - Liangzhou Lyrics Last night, the tomato soldiers avenged their country's death, and Shazhou Dugu broke Liangzhou. The Yellow River is now returned to the Han Dynasty, and the blood of the war is flowing out of the country.

Liu Yuxi Miscellaneous Songs and Rhymes - The Wave of Sand The nine bends of the Yellow River have covered 10,000 miles of sand, and the waves and waves have gone on since the end of the world. Now I'm going up to the Milky Way, to the home of Altair and the Weaving Maiden.

Lee Chip The Flowers of the Wildflower Plains (Wang Changling's "Walking out of the Seaside") At the head of the Flowers of the Plains, I look at the capital, and the Yellow River never stops flowing. In the autumn, there are no more pedestrians in the wilderness, and the horse's head is coming from the east.

Wang Changling Sending Pei Tunan to the Yellow River Ferry, I've been away from home for a few days, and the dogwood is new. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.

WANG CHANGLING (王昌龄) (一作出塞行) The White Flower Plain is looking at the capital, and the Yellow River has endless streams of water. The first time I saw him, I was so happy to see him, and I was so happy to see him, and I was so happy to see him.

Changjian Four Songs Under the Seas The battle of the dragons has been divided into male and female, and the mountains are crumbling and the ghosts are crying and hating the generals. The Yellow River is more than a thousand miles to the north, and the injustice has become a black cloud.

Li Bai Three Songs to Send My Nephew Zheng Guan to the Army When the moon eclipses the west and breaks the enemy, it is not too late to return to the melon. The blood of the beheader will be turned into the water of the Yellow River, and the head of the lord will be hung on the flag of the white magpie.

Gao Shi Three Songs of Nine Songs The Iron Horsemen rode across the Iron Ridge, and looked west to the logos to take the feudal lords. The Green Sea is only for drinking, and the Yellow River does not need to be protected from the fall.

Du Fu Two Songs on the Yellow River The Hercynian army on the north bank of the Yellow River is known throughout the world for its drums and bells. I don't know how many times I've heard the sound of the drums and the bells, but I've heard the high noses of the Hu people.

Du Fu Two Songs on the Yellow River On the west bank of the Yellow River is my country, and I want to provide for my family without corn. I would like to drive all the people to wear the king, and abandon the gold and jade in a cart of books.

Du Fu, who is happy to hear the slogan of the total retreat of the thieves and invaders, wrote five poems, Xiao Guan Longshui entered the official army, and the Yellow River in Qinghai and Yellow River rolled up the clouds. The North Pole is worried about the dragons and tigers, and the West Rong is not indulging in the dogs and sheep.

Wang Zhilu Liangzhou Lyrics Two Songs The Yellow River is far away from the white clouds, a lonely city with ten thousand feet of mountains. The Qiang flute has no need to complain about the willow, and the spring light does not pass through the Jade Gate.

Liu Zhongyong Farewell at Heyang Bridge There is a pontoon bridge over the Yellow River, and it is a long way for people to return to their home countries. If you are looking at a thousand miles from the appendage, the north wind will drive your horse into the rain.

Liu Zhongyong The Complaints of the Expedition The Golden River and the Jade Pass were repeated every year, and the horse and the sword were used in the morning. The snow returns to the green mound in the spring, and the Yellow River winds around the black mountain.

Li Yi The Song of the Saixia Song The tribes of the Tombs can end, and the Yellow River Song is hunted in the morning and at night. The song of the swallows has not yet been broken, and the grass on the border is green with the neighing of the herds of horses.

Li Yi The Song of Lower Saixia The Yellow River flows eastward with nine folds, and when will the hate buried in the sands end? Cai Yan did not go to make Hu Jia, Su Wu came back to hold the Han Festival.

Li Yi, under the Unihan Peak (a.k.a. "Passing through the Bundu to the Unihan Beacon") The Bundu camp on the west side of the Unihan Peak, the bones of the Yellow River and the Great Wall, have been surrounded by the battlefield. I've already put down the Yanran stone, and no one in the northern part of the country has ever seen the moon shining brightly.

Zhang Zhihe, on the day of the last six months, I remembered the Purification of Purification in South China, the Yellow River flowed around the county, and there should be no Purification of Purification on the day of the last six months. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it in a few hours.

Liu Yuxi Nine Songs of Wandao Sha (The fourth one is a poem by Zhang Ji) The Yellow River is a river of 10,000 miles of sand, and the waves and winds are from the end of the world. Now I'm going straight up to the Milky Way, to the home of Altair and the Weaving Maiden.

Meng Jiao (孟郊), the poet of the night, gave a gift to Liu Zhengyuan (刘正元). I'm sorry, but I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this.

Bai Juyi, the poet of the river, remembering Wei Zhi, remembering you, I am mooring my boat, and looking at me, you should go up to the county building. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at this.

Bai Juyi Bidding farewell to Wang Sima of Shanzhou The song of the mongoose is melancholy, and the scenery is appalling in the beginning of spring. I'm not bitter about the poem, but the Yellow River is a white-headed man on the bank of the river.

Li Deyu, the last six years, remembered the Purification of Purification in the South of the Yellow River, the Yellow River flows around the county, the last six years, there should be no Purification of Purification. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.

Li Shibu Two Songs of the Old Crafts I will never return, but I will seek the sea of clouds and live in the three mountains. I don't know if I'll be able to keep the stone of the Zhiqi, but I'll be able to go to the world with the Yellow River.

Lu Chang, who stayed at the northern building of the Shaanxi Province to pay tribute to Dr. Cui, was sitting on the mountain of the Yellow River, and the wind and the water were cool, so he could not bear to lie down. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at this.

Bao Sol: A Walk on the Seas The winds of the west are strong, and the water is cold, and the horses are cold. I'm sorry that the Yellow River has ended its journey, and that there is no sign of Hu in the felt pavilion.

Li Shangyin, the first to send the source of Shaanzhou, engaged in the departure of thoughts and worries about the day, the East Zhou, West Yong, this part of the coating. The first time I saw the movie, I saw the movie, I saw the movie, I saw the movie.

Xue Feng Liangzhou Lyrics Last night, the tomato soldiers avenged their country's death, and Shazhou Dugu broke Liangzhou. The Yellow River is now returned to the Han Dynasty, and blood is flowing in the wars outside the country.

Sikongtu Wandangsha There is no need to float the flowers of the Jade Cave for a long time, but I love Wandangsha in the song. The Yellow River, however, is superior to the water of the Heavenly River, and has been winding its way into the home of the Han Dynasty for ten thousand miles.

Sikongtu: Five Songs of Occasional Writings After the night journey to the South Plains of Xindian, it is difficult to calm the winds and waves of the Yellow River. The willows on the ferry know what to do, but they don't let go of the official boat.

Hu Zeng Aria - The Yellow River Bo Wang is buried, the Yellow River is still in a daze. I want to talk to the cowherd along the river, but I can only get a helicopter to take me up to heaven.

Zhou Pu Song on the Seaside A gust of wind and a gust of sand, and no one's home where there are people traveling.

The Yellow River is a great place to be, and the ice is the first thing to close, so I don't see any flowers in the spring.

He Ning Hundreds of Songs of the Palace Charlotte's Pond is at the level of spring, and the small fish are walking in pairs with the golden scales. I know it's the Yellow River inside, and the nine bends are completely clear this year.

Wang Yan Mingjun Lyrics Looking north to Shan Yu, the sun is half slanting, Mingjun is weeping on her horse. The Yellow River is a river with a pair of tear drops, and it should flow eastward into the Han family.

Li Peak Another Farewell The highest peak of Li Peak, the highest peak of Li Peak, is a guest on the highway of Qi Road, and his face has been temporarily relieved of his dignity. I am not sure if I can do this, but I am sure that I can do it. The white clouds are over the Fen River, and the Yellow River is around the Jin Pass. I can't ask you if you've been away from me for a long time, but I'm still in a state of shock.

Rong Yu Song of Lower Seychelles I went up the mountain to look at the Hu soldiers, and the Hu horses galloped very fast. The Yellow River is already frozen, and I'm heading south again. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at this.

Li Yi (李益) is the author of the ancient song "For a Woman on the River" (河上思妇作) The Yellow River is the most beautiful river in the world, and it is the most beautiful river in the world. I've been married to a man who hunts for boats, and I've been sleeping in an empty bed. The heart of a gentleman is not as good as a stone, but the face of a concubine is as long as jade.

WANG WEI Song of Yulin County The pines and forests at the top of the mountain and the sound of springs at the bottom hurt the heart of the guest. The Yellow River is flowing eastward, and it is not stopping. The yellow dragon garrison on the ranger children, sad to meet the Han envoy do not know.

Meng Jiao Miscellaneous Songs and Diatribes - Yu Lin Xing The cold snow breaks the fingers, and the wind cracks the ice. The snow is cold, the fingers are broken, the wind is strong, and the ice is cracked. The children of the feathered forests, with their golden arms, are flying as eagles. I'm going to take the white horse with me, and I'm going to walk out of the Yellow River.

Li Bai Ancient Style The feathered family is endowed with all kinds of chemistry, and each of them has a different size to depend on. I'd like to take the wings of all the birds, but I'm not sure if I'll be able to do it. I would like to take the wings of all the birds and fly to the Yellow River. The flyer is not my concern, and I will return home in peace.

Li Bai, a gift to Mr. Cui, a two-foot carp from the Yellow River, originally resided in Mengjin. The first time I saw it, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. I'm not sure if I've ever seen one before, but I'm sure I've never seen one before. If we see each other in the wind and waves, we would like to climb over the Kunshan market.

Li Bai sends eleven songs to a distant balcony across the Chu River, and spring grass grows on the Yellow River. I am thinking of you day and night, and I am thinking of you as if you were a flowing wave. The flowing waves go to the sea, and there is no reason for me to want to see them. I will send a little tear from afar to the one who is like a flower.

Cen Shen Sending Mr. Wang to return to Huayin, I would like to send you off with a wild song, but this is not the way to say goodbye. The first time I saw him, I was so happy to see him, and I was so happy to see him, and I was so happy to see him. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to send them, but I'm sure they're going to be able to help me out.

Cen Sen The wenxiang send Shangguan Xiucai back to Guanxi Beiye Dust and wind can not help you, all day long alone wave wave. I have no official to support my parents, and my family is poor and outside. Drunken eyes are light of gray hair, and spring dreams cross the Yellow River. The city of Guan Cheng is close by, when will I be more willing to pass by?

Cen Shen Sending Cui to Xiayang I love Xiayang County, and I've been there again in the past. I've been to Xiayang County in the past years. I've seen white birds in the county and the Yellow River outside of Guo. I've been to Xiayang County in the past years, and I've been there again. I know that you have a new wish, and I am glad to be able to help you in the spring.

Gao Shi Thirteen Songs Made on the Way from Qi to the Yellow River The Yellow River flows from the east, and it is vast and winding. The mountains and rivers reflect each other, and the depths and shades of the mountains and rivers are very different. The mountains and rivers reflect each other, and the depth is not measurable. I'm not sure how much I'm going to get out of this, but I'm sure I'm going to get out of this," he said.

Du Fu Three elegies for the late General Wuwei The sword has been used for a long time, and the bow has been used to shoot animals. The fish-spear is comfortable and smooth, and the fish eat and lose their footing. The red feathers of a thousand men, the Yellow River in October ice. The desert is a place where the speed of the gods is known to this day.

The third paragraph of the 21st History Playbook - the opening words of the Qin and Han Dynasties :

The Yangtze River is rolling in the east, and the waves have eliminated the heroes. The tide of heroes is gone, the waves of heroes. The green hills are still there, and the setting sun is red several times.

The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the river, accustomed to see the autumn moon and spring breeze. A jug of wine is a good way to meet people. I'm not sure how many things I've done in the past and present, but I'm sure I'll be laughing about it.

Luoyin's "The Yellow River" Poetry Appreciation

Don't pour the gelatin here, the will of heaven is hard to understand.

It is hard to understand the will of heaven in this.

It is hard to understand the will of god in this.

Gao Zu swore that his sash would be small, and the Immortals took up the battle.

Who will be there three thousand years from now? I am not a man of the world, but I am a man of the world!

This song "The Yellow River" is not really about the Yellow River, but is a moral to attack and ridicule the imperial examination system of the Tang Dynasty.

In the beginning, the author used the analogy that the Yellow River could not be clarified to imply the hypocrisy of the imperial examination at that time, and to reveal that the officialdom was as turbid as the Yellow River, and that even if all the gelatin used to clarify the turbid water was poured into it, it would not be of any help. Then he used the words "Heaven's will is hard to understand" to point his finger directly at the supreme ruler.

In the following two lines, the author further depicts the darkness of the imperial examinations. Li Bai's poem has the line "Don't you see the water of the Yellow River coming from the sky". The Yellow River is also known as the "Nine Quarters" in ancient times, as in the words of Liu Yuxi's "Wave Amoy Sand": "Nine Quarters of the Yellow River and Ten Thousand Miles of Sand". The poet skillfully connects these two meanings and imaginatively writes: "The Silver Han should be curved". On the surface, it means that the Yellow River is able to reach the sky because of its winding course. However, "Yinhan" was often used in ancient poems to refer to the imperial family or the court, so the real meaning of this sentence is that those who can pass to the side of the emperor (referring to the high and prominent position through the imperial examinations) must use the "crooked" means, that is, improper means. The Tang Dynasty imperial examinations, especially in the late Tang Dynasty, is not mainly in the examination of learning, but to see whether the scholar has the ability to rely on the power figures, upright people are sure to fail.

The ancients mistakenly thought that the Yellow River originated in the Kunlun Mountains, so the author said that it was "not clear until it came out of Kunlun". This also has a moral. "Kunlun", like "Yinhan", refers to the nobility of the court and even the emperor. Because those who have been promoted to become an official scholar, are with the nobles, ministers, private collusion, once out of the way, just as the Yellow River in the birthplace has been muddy.

The fifth and sixth sentences contain two allusions. The fifth sentence refers to the oath taken by Han Gaozu when he pacified the world and granted great feats to his ministers, which said, "Make the river like a belt, and Mount Tai like a toner." Translated, it means: you will not lose your titles until the Yellow River is as narrow as a sash and Mount Tai is as flat as a sharpening stone (that means never lose them). The sixth sentence says that Zhang Qian was ordered to explore the source of the Yellow River in the Han Dynasty. It is said that he took a raft and went up the river, and without realizing it, he reached a place where he saw a woman weaving cloth and a man herding cows next to her. When Zhang Qian returned to Xishu, he asked Yan Junping, who was good at divination, about this incident. Junping said, "You have arrived at the place where the two stars of the sky are located, the Cowherd and the Weaving Maiden.

The author borrowed these two allusions, again with a moral. In the first sentence, it is said that since Han Gaozu made a great grant to the meritorious ministers (coincidentally, the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty was also called "Gaozu"), the aristocrats have been hairpinning for generations, and their wealth and honor have continued, and they have been occupying the titles of the imperial court, as if they really want to wait until the Yellow River is as small as a belt before letting go of their titles. The next sentence also says that the feudal nobles dominate the titles and control the government, just like "the immortals occupy the dipper". (The Big Dipper in the sky, ancient astronomy belongs to the Ziwei wall, resides in the north pole of the sky around. It was used by the ancients to symbolize the royal family or the court.) Since they occupied the "Big Dipper", the "hewers" (meaning those who seek office by examination) who want to go to the sky will naturally float upwards without any effort, as long as they are invoked by them.

This shows that although the poet wrote about the Yellow River, he was alluding to the feudal dynasty, and he was very harsh and apt in his similes. This is closely related to Luo Yin's painful experience of failing the imperial examinations ten times.

Legend has it that "the Yellow River is cleared only once in a thousand years, and the king of the most holy people thinks it is a great blessing" (see Wang Jia's "Gleanings - Gao Xin"), so the poet said, "The Yellow River is only cleared once in 3,000 years (or 1,000 years, I think), so who can wait for it? So the poet said, "Who can wait for that?" So the poet said, "In that case, I won't bother you to preview such good news! In other words, the Yellow River could hardly be clarified, and the pandemonium in the court could not be changed. These were words of despair towards the Tang Dynasty. After that, Luo Yin really returned to his hometown of Hangzhou, and worked as an official under Ch'ien Ch'i, and never came to Chang'an to take the examination again.

There are two things worth praising in the art of this poem: firstly, the poet uses the Yellow River as a metaphor for the imperial examination system, which is a very ingenious idea; secondly, the poet uses the Yellow River as a metaphor for the imperial examination system, which is a very skillful technique. The poet's revelation of the imperial examination system of the Tang Dynasty is very representative, as it is painstaking and to the point. The tone of the poem is so fierce that someone once said that it was "out of great anger, its words are restless" (see Liu Tieleng's "Hundred Methods of Poetry"), i.e., it was not "gentle and generous" enough. This is not understanding Luo Yin's mood at that time to make the "middle ground".