He Jian Gong Original 丨 Yellow River Song (Group Poetry)

Yellow River Song

Text/He Jian Gong

(one)

Yellow River daughter reminds

The Yellow River in front

Horizontal in the land of Central Plains

Pentium is full of vibrant mountains and rivers

How can Yellow River miss

Five Thousand Years Huaxia Civilization

Yellow River is the theme song

Then, then, then

Finally, the Yellow River whistled

As if for a moment

Become an eternal legend

(two)

But the magnificent Yellow River

But crossing for 5,000 years, I came from

With 5,000 years of civilization, it comes

Carrying the glory and dreams of the Chinese nation comes from

Carrying the suffering and sweetness of the children of the Yellow River

The splendid and splendid splendid and sparkling came from

Then, then, then

Although the Yellow River whispered

I also opened my eyes and glanced

But at a glance, I devoted myself to myself

(three)

With the Yellow River

Chorus

Yellow River Chorus

Resonate strongly with the heavens and the earth

Resonate strongly with the sun and the moon

Resonate strongly with history

Resonate strongly with the people

Resonate with heartbeat strongly

Respect strongly with the national spirit

Then, then, then

Although the Yellow River whispered

But the impression is like a brand

Deeply burned into my heart nest

(Four)

The turbid Yellow River

I always feel sad

Sadness in Central Plains

Sorrowful foot of Dayu's water to treat water

The naked naked on the ground on the ground

The scale of tragedy and flooding disaster

Sadly unruly self

Sadness in Huangpan District

The turbidity of the tragic sediment

Sad and vast mountains and rivers

Then, then, then

Although the Yellow River whispered

But it's not me subverted the Yellow River

It was the Yellow River subverted me

(five)

From ancient times to the present

The Yellow River has been running

Running out of the way

Right without hesitation

Although the mouth is small, it can be shocked

Use the future to open up the future

Save yourself with the spirit of sacrifice

The Yellow River frozen did not imprison the Yellow River

Lost loses does not mean losing self

The burden is too heavy and never shrinks

Even if it becomes a hanging ground river

Also running trembling

Even

There is no loss of direction and self

anyway

The Yellow River is still so me

Run with your own responsibilities and mission

Then, then, then

Although the Yellow River whispered

Leave the turbulent turbidity

But the Yellow River verticus is not turbid

(July 14, 2022)

[About the author] He Jiangong (male), net name: Xuechao, Zaoyang people. Middle school senior teacher, municipal backbone teacher, provincial research mentor, and the most popular research instructor at the national level. The president of Xiangyang Experimental Middle School Canglang Literature Society, the editor -in -chief of the school newspaper "Commando College". Executive Director of Xiangyang Poetry Research Association, executive director of the Meng Haoran Research Association of Xiangyang City, Secretary -General of the "Han and Jin Spring and Autumn" Research Association, editor -in -chief of "Haoran Poetry", editorial board of "Baokang Caifeng". He has been engaged in poetry writing for more than thirty years, and the blog has more than 4 million. The works have been reproduced in various portal websites. Possess calligraphy, chess, etc.

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