Beautiful sentences praising the mother river

How happy we are.

Floating in your arms

Kiss the flowers on the water.

It's your wonderful singing.

Accompany me to grow up.

Ah, mother river, mother river

It was your milk that raised me.

When I leave you

How disappointed we are.

I don't know how many times I have dreamed.

I can feel your sadness.

Why is your milk reduced?

Who changed your appearance?

Ah, mother river, mother river

What affects me is your fate.

I will come back to you.

I will never leave you again.

Let me wipe it off gently with my hand.

Your old tears

Let me use all my love and life

Repay everything you have given me.

Ah, mother river, mother river

It is your hope that calls me.

Yellow River-

My old and young mother,

You bear the vicissitudes of history.

From ancient times.

You are full of national humiliation and resentment,

Flowing under the snow-capped mountains that have remained unchanged for thousands of years.

You're wrapped in lightning-

The impact of ice and fire,

Suffer the ordeal of phoenix nirvana.

From the source of the trickle to the estuary of Libai Beach,

Push Ma Benteng to the sea.

Yellow River-

My old mother!

How many times have you recorded the rise and fall of the Chinese nation?

Once upon a time

Your riddled riverbed,

Full of poverty, pain, tears, blood, shame,

Confused and sad

From blue to white hair.

Never forget without thinking!

Sadness!

Sadness!

Sadness!

Despite the difficulties,

Despite the tears,

But you!

Yellow River-

My strong mother!

You are always firm with your unyielding backbone!

Although the Yellow River has nine bends and eighteen bends,

I can't let you get lost in the sea.

Who has experienced-

Spring silkworms die endlessly _ _ _

The deep affection and attachment of wax torch to ashes and tears?

Who has experienced-

Insist on not hitting the south wall and not looking back?

Who has experienced-

The stubbornness of not seeing the coffin and not crying?

Who has experienced-

Never die until you reach the Yellow River _ _ _

The feat and sorrow of going to the Yellow River?

Only you!

Yellow River-

My indomitable mother.

Countless people have suffered through the ages,

Look at the changing situation, like kings and princes.

Eight years of war of resistance,

Ten years of turmoil,

25 years of change,

Five thousand years of cultural accumulation ...

Yellow River-

My profound mother!

It can only be you!

Put up with your child's blindness,

Fanaticism, ignorance, fantasy, hesitation.

It's a long road, Xiu Yuan.

I'll search up and down.

Yellow River-

My humiliating mother!

Please show your child the way!

You always go in the same direction.

East side!

East side!

East side! Where the sun rises.

A fire ignited your 9.6 million square kilometers body.

From jiugong gossip,

Four books and five classics,

Thirty-six plans,

Sun Tzu's art of war,

Poetry of Tang and Song Dynasties,

Chu Ci, Han Fu and a Hundred Schools of Thought Contention ...

It has become the cultural nutrition for you to raise children.

Sprinkle a tear on my beloved land!

Yellow River-

My great mother!

Your skinny, tinkling children!

Swear by the sun:

Must let the dream have wings!

Make sure that reality is no longer a fantasy!

Fishing boats in Jiangnan water town sing late,

To Bashang Plateau, first frost.

From the black land under Changbai Mountain,

To the source of the Yellow River on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

From Ma Touqin in the Mongolian Plateau,

To the Wan Li coast of Nansha Islands.

The raging fire in the north and south of the Great Wall.

The human dream of going to the high gorge of the Three Gorges Dam and leaving Pinghu.

The Loess Plateau is filled with gullies and gullies,

Brother Qiang, why complain about Liu!

Yumenguan has become a rice granary with a bumper harvest.

"I like to see thousands of hectares of rice fields",

The north of Lingnan Ridge is soaked with attractive rice.

The millet in Henan and Hebei is ripe and golden.

The ancient Red Cliff has drained its former blood,

Peacemaking-

The conquest of the past is no longer a battlefield for killing.

When your sons and daughters of 56 nationalities turn their bones into swords,

When your soldiers patrol and stand guard for you on the snowy plateau,

When your people bow to you step by step,

When your son beats the drums that shake the mountains and rivers for you,

When your daughter dances the cheerful yangko and rings the waist drum,

When your body becomes the world-famous Mount Everest.

Yellow River-

My powerful mother!

You will be proud of your diligent and clever children.

Feel proud and proud!

Yellow River-

My great and magnificent mother river!

No matter where you go,

Your child with black hair, black eyes and yellow skin—

He'll keep singing for a long time-

That song!

Mother river, the song of my life

A story from ancient times,

Tightly, you hold my hand tightly;

A sense of smoothness from blood,

Tightly, you hold my hand tightly;

Walking through countless nights in the wild,

Tightly, you hold my hand tightly;

Found a trace of awakening in the skin,

Tightly, you hold my hand tightly!

Hold your hand,

Hold my hand,

I found the reason and feeling of pursuing you.

This is my lifelong dream, yes.

Mother River, the song of my life!

The boat on the south lake,

Like a dry planet,

Cohesion of spirit and flesh,