Cross the rugged waves, think clearly, and put down the bonfire that was once forgotten. The long river, the sunset, the white pagoda, the waterwheel ... the Silk Road and the ancient Yellow River Road, the extension of love tells the immortal theme of strength and beauty in the turbulent waves!
A section of steel beam overlaps a gorgeous artistic conception for the awakening history;
Pier after pier, reading the holiness of epic for the motto of life!
A male soul holds up the skeleton of sunshine and condenses into the eye of the century. Thousands of years have honed endless charm, showing Long Yuan's haunting fables, and making the First Bridge of the Yellow River return to its original state again and again in the form of monuments!
Steel, rain and rainbow. The majestic Zhongshan Bridge is full of ancient original intentions and the charm of fleeting years. Solemnity and sacredness, perseverance and glory have stood on the shoulders of Jincheng and become an immortal landscape! Yellow river mother
Lying quietly on the shore of time, looking into the distance through the eternal waves and listening to the flowing blood.
Open the skylight of life, fresh and rich personality, soak the body wiped by the ancient style, let the heroic spirit of caring for children, embrace the gentle and quiet personality, and deduce a kind of maternal masculinity, a classic of the Yellow River water ballad.
In an instant, life will be more exciting on the hundred-mile amorous feelings line; The blue sky is holy, the flowers are warm, and the true feelings of love are filled with wandering wings, flying in the eyes of Jincheng.
The white pagoda is faint, the mountains and rivers are far away, and a unique charm posture dances alone in endless days and nights, allowing a greatness to release blood and thoughts in the ordinary, and enjoy the baptism of philosophy and the monologue of the soul on the way back to spring.
Then, that silent smile solidified the love of a world, waiting for the light of dedication to come unexpectedly ... quiet peach blossom.
Forty miles of peach forest, flowers are burning with imagination and fragrance. Release the blooming soul and blood through the vivid faces and pure sounds of the season.
A fiery red song, dressed in a classical posture on the bank of the Yellow River; An imminent desire, an impulse to penetrate every inch of art to create natural charm.
Through the years of dust, extraordinary, four miles of flame dotted with the flowers of youth, magnificent soul noble and transparent, butterflies in the sky walk hand in hand with the spring breeze, passionate interpretation of the "nearest flower" and love singing. ...
The flowers bloom silently, with a touch of delicate red feathers, and a spirit blooms, which has become a freehand brushwork of landscapes in ancient paintings. Reading and writing love in the waves of the Yellow River is a very sacred soaring process.
Beautiful proof, spring proof. Moonlight footsteps lightly waded through the spring mud, planted roses and poems into deep dreams, and planted a graceful Jincheng ... sheepskin raft.
The worshippers' eyes follow the other side of the waterway, and there is no profound connotation.
In the turbid waves, the original sheepskin airbag, like a flash, cuts through the powerful waterline and shakes into the peaks and valleys deep in the northwest.
A bowl of spirits, a song of flowers, wooden paddles come out of the water, and the sound of trumpets dances devoutly in the waves. Facing the turbulent river wind, with full enthusiasm and heroism, he performed a song of high-pitched masculinity, which made Qianli Longyuan ignite the smoke curled up on both sides of the Yellow River with intoxicated drums.
The back, like a sheepskin bow, is full of long history; The power of knots is brewing the theme of upward resurrection.
A relief-like world with unparalleled scenery on its shoulders; The ladder of sunshine, in the broad and tolerant mind of mother, stands tall and indomitable ... Yellow River Waterwheel.
Babbling music rotates the dignity of the Yellow River, which is deeper than night and heavier than the river.
Vicissitudes, in the gap between summer and autumn, quietly stopped at the former sandy shore, rolled up a touch of sunset, and turned into a unique landscape. A kind of singing from the depths of life, flying with the waves, showing respect for dedication.
The waterwheel is silent, and silence often becomes the loudest sound. Looking at the wheat fields in the distance, the depths of * * * are filled with yearning for the smoke from a river, and the breath of orchids melts into some mottled harmony, which intoxicates visitors' nostalgia and admiration.
Or the will of fate, or the persistence of survival. Ancient memories gather the energy of life, stretch out calloused hands, hold a true promise from thousands of years of civilization and hold a golden harvest.
After several tides, several sunrises and sunsets, I have been watching that long-term desire, tirelessly listening to the melody of the Yellow River turning round and round, and letting the spirituality and charm of life write a dream. ...
Lanzhou Taiping drum
The king of drums in the west, a strong man in Long Yuan, stands between heaven and earth with majestic power. Thick and affectionate loess breeds your blood, your spirituality and your majesty.
A purple-faced man tightened his confidence. With the sword of courage forged by history, he walks like Tai Chi. In the rhythm of ups and downs and raging winds, he danced like thunder, and the mountains were spectacular, boiling with Long Yuan's heroic thoughts.
How many eternal songs, in the sound of gongs and drums, raised the dignity of the Yellow River and the majestic Great Wall.
How many affectionate tenderness, in the brewing of spring breeze and autumn rain, write a bumper harvest of laughter and mother's exhortation!
Long and round bulging bones, because of the fortitude of plateau wine, raise the lofty Gaolan Mountain in life; The heroic spirit flying in Dunhuang is always in red colored silk, dancing with the call of history and the blessing of spring, overlapping with the promise of sunshine.
Dance steps are like dragons, homesickness is like dragons, and spraying blood only prays for peace and happiness. Therefore, the continuous drums always use the most primitive and pure syllables, with the people's full smiles and flame-like enthusiasm, infecting every inch of the land and every inch of the day.