When I look at the waters of the Yangtze River from afar, my heart surges like the river's waters. This huge dragon that stretches across (gèn) thousands of years is a symbol of the unending life of our Chinese nation.
The Yangtze River, you run the blood of our nation. At the time of the ancient flood, you were the cradle of our nation's survival. Our ancestors relied on you, and you feed the people on both sides of the land with sweet milk. The people's accent is not the sound of your waves lapping at the shore? People's feelings of joy, anger, sadness and happiness, is not your changeable style? People both tough and gentle character, is not your cleave mountains around the mountain, the soul of the unceasing flow? Whether it's laughter or tears, they all merge into your torrential current.
The Yangtze River, you are the symbol of eternity and longevity, sustaining the blood of the Chinese nation for 5,000 years. Blood is thicker than water, but the Yangtze River water is not ordinary water, but the source of life of the Chinese people, into our generations of Chinese people forever running blood.
The Yangtze River, you run is the history of our nation. Since ancient times, how many heroes and heroines have been eliminated by the great waves! Think back to the year, the heroes will hunt on the river, 10,000 ships racing, burning Red Cliff, performed on the Yangtze River, a majestic scene. When the Three Kingdoms returned to the Jin Dynasty, the great general Wang Joon (jùn) wielded his division and ruled along the river. The national hero Zu Ti (tì) struck the oars in the middle of the river (jí), vowing to recover the river and mountains. In the Song Dynasty, when the huis invaded from the south, Yu Yunwen, a Confucian general, defended the Yangtze River and won the great victory of Cai Shi Ji (jī). In the Opium War, Chinese soldiers and civilians defended the Jiao Shan Fortress in the center of the river and started a fierce artillery battle with the invaders. ...... The Yangtze River is the mobile stage for countless heroes and heroines, and also their eternal stage. There is a great Yangtze River, there will certainly be great people, and there will certainly be heroes.
The Yangtze River, you run is the culture of our people. How many popular poems, how many beautiful paintings, how many songs, all from your generous and selfless dedication. You both express the "great river going east" of the bold, but also whispered "spring river flowers and moonlit night" of the tenderness; both the feeling of the depth of the ancient, but also the waves of the wind, feathered into immortality of the ethereal. The poet Du Fu sang, "The Yangtze River rolls on", which is a reflection of the long history of Chinese culture.
The Yangtze River, you run is the hope of our nation. Since ancient times, the Yangtze River Basin is the place where the Chinese people have prospered for generations. You give us the benefit of irrigation, people open ditches and canals, building water conservancy, reclaimed the rich fish and rice country. You give us the convenience of oars, through the east and west of the river navigation, the goods are constantly imported up and down the river, the countries of the world. No wonder people call the Yangtze River "Golden Waterway", comparable to the Rhine River in Europe and the Mississippi River in the United States (pì). It is also said that China's southeastern coastal area is like a bow, the Yangtze River is like an arrow, open bow and arrow, the goal is to shoot to the world, shooting into the future!
2. Three Days on the Yangtze River (excerpts) by Liu Baiyu
It was already light when I moored. When I got up and looked around, the peaks were just showing a gray outline from the darkness. When I came to the lounge, I saw two cliffs in front of me and a narrow river in the center, which had entered the Qutang Gorge. River with the wall turn, in front of the sky reveals a piece of golden sunlight, like across a golden belt, the rest of the sky everywhere is still a sea of clouds. The mouth of Qutang Gorge is the most dangerous place of the three gorges. Du Fu's "Song of Kui (kuí) State" says: "Baidi is the town of the three gorges, and Qutang is more dangerous than Baijuan Pass." An ancient song says: "Rippling yù is as big as a horse, Qutang can't go down; Rippling yù is as big as a monkey, Qutang can't swim; Rippling yù is as big as a tortoise, Qutang can't go back; Rippling yù is as big as an elephant, Qutang can't go up." This rippling 〓 pile refers to a pile of huge black reefs. It is aimed at the mouth of the gorge. As soon as the water rushes into the mouth of the gorge, it comes straight at the reef. You can imagine that it was really a thunderous attack, and the ship was like an arrow off the string, and if it missed by a fraction of a second, it would be smashed to pieces. Now, this huge reef, has long been blown up. However, the Qutang Gorge, surging rapids, waves such as thunder, the river formed countless whirlpools, the boat rushed through the whirlpools, only to hear a clattering sound of water. After eight kilometers of Qutang Gorge, dark clouds, suddenly hidden, a blue sky on the top of the gorge, floating a few small pieces of golden clouds, a note of sunlight like lightning fell on the left cliff. On the right side of the peak of a white cloud like white silver sheet like bright, but the sun has not yet descended. At this time, far ahead, countless layers of mountains above the misty clouds, suddenly appeared a red mist, you see, purple-red peaks, set off by a fog, really beautiful. Just like the deep valley reflecting upward the flash of red gems, people seem to enter the realm of myth. At this time, you look towards the river, is also colorful: two sides of the giant rock, reflections such as ink; the middle of the zigzag, but like a glittering road, above the swinging fine waves of light; near the mountains, it is turquoise as emerald. Minute by minute, the red mist in front of the more red and brighter. Boat more and more close, gradually see a peak pavilion standing in the red fog, gradually see the red fog is millions of strong sunlight. At 8:20, we came to this clear golden sunrise.
Looking up, I saw that I had reached Mount Wushan. The sun shone down from above, and the fog rolled up from below. It was quite a sight to see. Just from a distance to see that straight peak, standing on the mouth of the Wushan Gorge, the mountain as axe cutting, refined (jùn) show graceful, people told me that this is the Wushan twelve peaks of the first peak, it seems to greet guests from upstream and say: "Look, this is the Wushan Wushan Gorge." "The Jiangjin was close to the foot of the mountain and entered the mouth of the gorge, and the red sunlight shot into the glass hall and shone on my face at the right time. In the middle of the gorge, strong sunlight and milky white clouds are intertwined in one place, a few steps apart, this side is sunlight, that side is clouds, it is really unfathomable. A few wooden boats came up from the downstream, the sail canopy to the sunlight like transparent white feathers, but the mountain gorge is getting narrower and narrower, the front of the two mountains facing each other (zhì), it seems that not even a gate so wide, and outside the door, completely white fog.
At 8:50, the ship was full of people, all looking up. I also ran up to the deck, see the top of the peak, there is a thin stone towering like a man looking at the river, that is full of magical misty legend of the Beauty Peak. It is said that a fisherman fishing in the river, suddenly encountered a violent storm, the boat overthrew the top, his wife held a child from the peak looking out, looking forward to his return, day by day, month by month. He never came back, but she still stood there waiting for him in spite of the morning and evening, in spite of the storm - and is still there waiting for him today! ......
If Qutang Gorge is like a gate, then Wu Gorge is simply like a meandering gallery on the river. The boat follows the mountains to the left, a turn to the right, every curve, every bend, all unfolding to you a wonderful painting of the landscape. The mountains on both sides are marvelous, and the twelve peaks of the Wushan Mountain, each with its own attitude, and to which people have given high marks of beauty and names, evidently add to the poetry of our river and mountains, which is infinitely varied. Suddenly the dark gray rock from the sky straight down to dip into the heart of the river, people think of a huge exclamation point; suddenly green furry grass Ban (bǎn), like a piece of music full of ghostly feelings; especially nice is the pile of overhanging rocks on the pile of autumn frost dyed red weeds, almost like a mountain full of azaleas, the gorge is fast and the river is steep, the river is full of small and large eddies, the boat can travel slowly, like a strolling between the steep mountains and mountains forward! The traveler. But this is just so far away from the people, have plenty of time to enjoy the reckless, vast Yangtze River on the magnificent beauty of nature. The eagle hovered over the high gorge, the river waves followed the mountains and stirred, the shadow of the mountains and clouds, daylight and water, intertwined into a piece.
The Yellow River
A handful of loess shaped ten thousand of you and me, the vein is the Yangtze River, the artery is the Yellow River." It should be said that as long as you are Chinese, there is no one who does not know the Yellow River. This presents a big river in Asia, with its great and strong force, nourished thousands of years since generations of Chinese children.
Ah! Yellow River! You are the cradle of the Chinese nation, from the beginning of the rim period in the process of prehistoric improvement, the children of China in your that the flames of the water alluvial plains, to develop the primitive civilization of our nation, so that the Yellow River soon became the Chinese civilization of the economic and political middle. The memory of the far past history there has been recorded in the annals of history. Leaving a lot of memorable memories. Some are written as myths and legends. Yellow River! You come from the ancient times, you run towards the future.
As the saying goes, "The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, and the rushing sea does not return." Yes! Your fall of the river, the sound of the river, your tributaries, as reaching north and south sides of the arm of iron, supporting the earth.
The Yellow River is the cradle of the Chinese nation, this leaping unceasing river, with its sweet milk nurtured generations of Chinese children, giving birth to the splendid Chinese civilization. The Yellow River in my heart is surging with energy. "The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns." The torrential yellow water, the nine curves reverberate, all the way rushing, in the Jin-Shaan canyon, the sudden closing, the water surface by the vastness of 400 meters, in the blink of an eye reduced to 50 meters, the difference of 30 meters of the deep gully between the banks, the rapid flow of the straight down, the waves go cloud flying. Potential as a giant lake, hanging down and pouring, a fall of a thousand zhang. The Yellow River in my heart is great and strong. He means that countless Chinese heroes and sons and daughters, in the evil power never hang down their heads, in order to maintain the nation and make dedication and struggle. It is in the nurture and maintenance of the Chinese nation also, but also stir up the broad Chinese children's sense of national pride and arrogance, with the heroic spirit and strong determination to defend the homeland. We should take the Yellow River as a model, like it is great and strong, like it is great and strong!
In my mind, the Yellow River has a long history. For ten thousand years, the Yellow River has nourished the vast yellow land with her sweet milk, and nourished the endless children of the Yellow River. She comes from the northern foot of Ba Yan Ka La Mountain on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and her footprints are popular in nine provinces and districts; her length is 5464 kilometers, which is the second largest river in China; her tributaries are widespread, and her watershed covers an area of more than 750,000 square kilometers. Ah, the Yellow River! You with immortal flow, become the self artery of the Chinese land!
In my heart, the Yellow River has a splendid civilization. Five thousand years of Chinese and Han civilization, all from her here. The "Chinese nation" of the name, the "yellow children" of the origin, the "Cangjie create words", "Rayon silkworms The legend of "Cangjie made characters", "Rayon silkworms", "Shennong tasted all kinds of herbs", the "Yungang Grottoes", "Longmen Grottoes", "Dunhuang Mogao Caves The excavation of "Yungang Grottoes", "Longmen Grottoes", "Dunhuang Mogao Grottoes", the "Battle of Makino", "Battle of Julu", "Battle of Guandu", the cooking fires... ... are played by her side one by one. Her hands hold the joys and sorrows of the Chinese nation. Ah, the Yellow River! You are worthy of being the cradle of the Chinese nation!
Ah! Yellow River! The Yellow River in my heart! When will I be able to witness your magnificent stature with my own eyes? When will I be able to faithfully endure your kind baptism?
The Yellow River! You flowed through the footprints, but all cognizant of the sense of white clouds, you are sometimes like a lively child in the unrestrained crossing between the Hukou Falls. I the Yellow River's majestic and broad body drive was suddenly shortened by spasm, the Yellow River like the ground to run convex up the magma, declared endless grandiose roar. The Yellow River in the experience of the nine winding trials and tribulations, with the weight of life, jumping and swinging in the completion of the fight with the life of the disease.
The Yellow River in my heart is bound if flawless, in the struggle for myself, our mother river ah! You have nurtured very many people, but you are like a kind old mother, to raise many people to adulthood, but you are aging in the years.
As the saying goes, "the years are not forgiving". Work day by day in former times, we also grow up day by day, our mother river - the Yellow River, you notify us of each of the children of the Yellow River must act up, the red land into green hills when the Yellow River is the day that the Yellow River Road Bi, the great mother river - the Yellow River is bound to be able to rejuvenate Past glory, our yellow children can be worthy of the times, worthy of posterity ah, so we have to do our best to save our mother river - the Yellow River.