What are the modern poems praising the magnificent mountains and rivers of the motherland?

You walk leisurely, shaking like a mountain.

You float gently, your eyes are as clear as a deep water.

I love mountains in my bones, but ordinary mountains are hard to attract my attention.

I come from love the water, but I never set foot in ordinary water.

From the moment I saw you, your mountains, your water and the colorful charm stirred my uneasy heart.

Looking up at you, the lush fragrance of the mountains slowly touched you.

A clear Jiang Bibo, the wind withered for several days.

I linger on you and indulge in you.

Whether you like it or not, I always kiss you and kiss you.

Trekking all the way, the years flow.

Only for you, the mountain is higher, only for you, the water is more permeable.

On this day in March again, you are as charming as a fox. I am shy and bold to confess to you.

I love you, my scenery.

2. Drunk Dream Mountain

I am a proud eagle, and I don't care about life.

I can only fly to the height of loneliness.

Bet my sacred body on a young man who will never look back.

She looked at me with two eyes, like a bodhisattva.

When my third rib was broken and my fifth rib was inserted obliquely into my heart, all the light fell asleep with the darkness.

In the silent night, looking at the darkness in front of me, I fell into another unspeakable light.

3. "Landscape and Qiancheng"

A spring is full of stars.

Up and down, there are two mountains and rivers, one on the shore and the other in the water.

Arc colored light, look in the mirror in the river, I am long and you are short.

You are my idol, and I am your only one.

Without me, you will leave quietly, leaving only a lonely river.

In the dark, wash away my vague memories.

4. "Splash Ink Landscape"

Brewing a pot of inspiration, the air instantly becomes euphemistic.

My mind is locked in my desk, and I am very close to Wolf Hao and Sheng Xuan.

It is natural to feed a poem from beginning to end.

Just like this line, the flow line that reserve spit out for a German brother.

Draw a mountain and make it as simple as the tide.

Go ashore before you leave a trace.

Draw a small bridge, a bamboo courtyard, and the flowing water is curved.

This life revolves around your dribs and drabs, spinning gently.

The pen has just disappeared, and the abrasion marks are still wet.

Silent eaves, purple MSI nostalgia, pick one as your signature.

No matter how many changes have taken place in my life, I will stay for you for ten thousand years.

5. "Dishes Love Flowers and Mountains"

The danger of leaning against Qulan is gradually disappearing. Once upon a time, the scenery was beautiful and the stream was dark.

The sky is cloudy in Wan Li, and the wind is whistling and the rain is fading.

It's a thousand miles in the north. Look for it slowly. Light smoke asks wicker.

Accompanying Lin Han to attack the mountain road is still a flag to wine.