Write a poem about the great momentum of the waves

When there is no wind at sea, the waves are calm

The scale interface is neither small nor big, so there are ups and downs.

Abrupt seabed aojiang, the first crown of the Three Gods Mountain.

If you can't make a hook, you won't come in autumn.

Or bite off more than one can chew.

If you can't move, you'll never sink the hook.

When one jaw is closed, all the jaws will turn around.

Bai Tao gasped around his throat with black waves.

The wind blows Fei Lian, while the drum waves anger the marquis of Yang.

Whales and salamanders are ready to swallow the boat with their mouths open.

There is no live scale in Wan Li, and many rivers flow backwards.

Then make Jianghan water, and the ancestral meaning will also rest.

On the pale screen, this painting has a good reason.