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Poetry praising Baotou: "Baotou Fu".

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The old county of Qin and Han Dynasty, the new steel city; the clouds are clear and the wind is clear, the pearl of the grassland.

The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, embraces the snowy area and leads to the East China Sea; during the Qin Dynasty, the bright moon passed over the Han Dynasty, embracing the desert and leading to the Yin Mountains. The plateau comes from the north, the Great Wall goes to the west, the Yellow River

goes to the south, the green mountains rush to the east, 30,000 miles of fertile soil, giving birth to the magnificent mountains and rivers; Zhaojun left the fortress, Wenji returned to the Han Dynasty, Emperor Wu leaped on his horse, and the Holy Ancestor waved Whip, two thousand years

The vast history has written a splendid chapter across the world.

In Splendid Baotou, there is Hebotuo. It originates from the Yinshan Mountains thousands of miles away and flows into the Jiuqu Yellow River. In ancient times, there were luxuriant grasses on both sides of the bank, and dense and beautiful trees growing all around.

The herds of deer are out and about, chirping yo yo; the dragon spring is flowing, collecting its trickling water. The ancestors lived according to Feng Shui, and small villages gradually became towns and counties. Tracing its origin, it is also called Deer City.

Standing proudly on the border, guarding the northern border; majestic and upright. The earth bears the rain and dew, and the sky holds the glow; the mountains are covered with emerald green, and the water flows with dazzling colors. The trees are green when the rain comes, and the flowers are fragrant when the wind blows; the birds sing clear and sweet, and the pastoral songs are long. The sunshine of love is like a paradise on earth; the dancing of willow waves is like a paradise. The red sun dances over the mountains, and the clouds

Cirrus clouds spread across the sky; the rivers return to the green land, and the wild geese come and go.

The sound of "Chile Song" is far away in Jiuzhou; the rhyme of "Mulan Poetry" is exciting for thousands of years. Ashan's pottery paintings are splendid; Yinshan rock paintings are splendid in ancient and modern times. Pines

Halfway up the mountain with waves and clouds and waterfalls, Jiufeng Mountain is a dazzling world; it is full of murals, full of Buddha statues, and enchanting Wudang. Sima Qian followed the straight path and wrote "Historical Records"; Li Daoyuan personally examined Shimen and annotated "Shui Jing". King Zhao strengthened the border and built the ancient Great Wall of China; Tianjiao drew his bow and shot out the vast territory of China.

The west entrance of the nine places of immigration is unique in the world; the harmony of the five religions in Beiliang is unparalleled in the world. Blackwater New City stands tall in the 13th century; the ancient camel merchant road spans over four thousand years.

The clouds and rain in the Yinshan Mountains connect to the ancient times, and the long rivers and waves connect to the floods. Shun Shanrong, Xia Chunwei, Shang Guifang, Zhou Yixuan, the ancestors of Lucheng sang the wind; Zhao Xiongguan, Qin Zhi

Dao, the ancient city of Han Dynasty, golden trenches, Baotou cultural context has a long history. In front of Huaishuo Town, banners are flying for eternity, and arrows fall on autumn sculptures; by the side of Xianyang Road, thousands of miles away, clouds roll in and thunder thunders. During the Spring and Autumn Period, Lou Fan bowed his bow in the desert; during the Warring States Period, Lin Hu flew his horse to the plateau. After cutting off the separate kingdoms and unifying them, the First Emperor set up Jiuyuan; he retreated from the Xiongnu thousands of miles away, and Mengtian built the Great Wall. The hussars drove straight, and made several victories on the fortress; they flew at a long level, and won many victories in Mobei. Lu Buxiong was in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and Gao Huan controlled the Northern Wei Dynasty. During the Sui Dynasty, Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty visited the grassland on the border, and the general of the Tang Dynasty went out to fight against Tieshan. Guo Ziyi was appointed as the prefect of Jiuyuan, and his two sleeves were refreshing; the king of Zhao lived in the city for four generations and was a legend through the ages. Sha

The Tuo tribe fought fiercely for five generations, and the four kingdoms of Yunnei Prefecture competed. Yelu Chucai passed through Yunchuan three times, and his verses spit out pearls and jade; Altan Khan once stationed in Fengzhou, and the grassland flourished. Water

The dry wharf collects and distributes furs and warms all directions; the important town in the northwest has supported the glory of the Qiao family for hundreds of years.

Thousands of years in the Gobi desert have made countless people with lofty ideals burn their blood; thousands of miles of frontiers have taught many poets to experience ups and downs of passion. Walking along the Changchuan River, Wang Zhihuan's thoughts flew: "The Yellow River is far away among the white clouds"; facing the desert, Wang Changling's passion surged: "Don't teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountains". "The Great Wall is empty and I promise to do it" is a sigh of relief when he travels to the land to serve his country; "The moon outside the city is like frost" expresses Li Yi's feelings of homesickness. Li Taibai, whose heart is filled with deep and gloomy emotions for thousands of years, "Song of the Past"; Bai Letian, whose love is boundless

Eternal "The Road to the Yinshan Mountains". Zhaojun Watanabe, often savors the eternal song of "the solitary smoke in the desert, the sun setting in the long river"; in front of the Duhu Mansion, always traces back to the generation of female heroes who "went thousands of miles

to join the army, and passed the mountains as if they were flying".

It’s all gone. The red boat in the south lake sweeps away the haze, allowing the green mountains in northern Xinjiang to see the sunshine. The red tide of the Great Revolution surged across the river, and Li Yuzhi's blood awakened the ancient city.

Expand the organization and go on strike. The mountains are green and the party flag is red. Recalling the Ba Family Temple and Sitaian Inn. If a hero flies, he calls upon the spring breeze and spreads thunder; a warrior Yunze sows fire to start a prairie fire on the border. On the north bank of the Yellow River, the red anti-Japanese beacon fires are all over; under the green mountains and ridges, the blue is clear and drives away the Japanese waves. The righteousness of thousands of officers and soldiers in Bailing Temple is astonishing, and the heroic songs of the six strong men in Liang Dynasty are moving in the official well. In the battle of Suibao, Mr. He ordered his troops on the battlefield and attacked the ancient city twice; in the Suiyuan campaign, Chairman Mao strategized and sang the rooster.

The sun is shining brightly in the east; the willows are lingering, and the spring is warm in the northern border. The grassland steel city was born; the rare earth capital became famous all over the world. Premier Zhou

When Premier Zhou cut his hair passionately, the steel flowers bloomed; Baogang people were so heroic that the molten metal surged. The two-winged horse gallops through the fiery era; "Grassland Morning Song" shines loudly on the stage of history. The sweet rain of reform brings glory to the green mountains and thousands of trees in the sky; the open spring breeze lifts thousands of sails of the Yellow River and rises in the clouds. The industrial park captures the gorgeous autumn colors of Sanjiang River

With the border and industrial chain, the spring scenery of the four seas returns to the grassland. Take the terraced fields above the Yellow River and lead the green mountains into Fangyuan. Tourism cities, garden cities, and civilized cities all benefit from millions of people who stand together through thick and thin; environmental awards, example awards, and Habitat awards all come from a global perspective in the 21st century.

In the past sixty years, the clouds have steamed and the clouds have shone brightly.

I can't get enough of hearing the wild geese singing by the Kun River, and the green mountains spitting out the morning sun; I can't get enough of the swans dancing on the Nanhai Lake, with thousands of hectares of blue waves reflecting the carved beams. The bells of Luzu Temple are clearing the morning mist, and the drums of Longquan Temple are shining brightly with the setting sun. Meidaizhao is towering, and the clouds from Baofeng Mountain are fluttering for it; Puhui Temple is majestic, and it often attracts the water of rivers. In the Daxian Mountain, read "Bajie Drunk" and discern the "Odd Books from Heaven"; outside Chaoyang Cave, listen to the songs of a stream and find the stone lake on the fortress. The dripping curtains of Huaguo Mountain Spring are tinkling for thousands of years; the swallows of Zhaojun Island wear the willow waves and whisper all around. Aibugai River flows

Birds are singing and flowers are fragrant for eternity; Serteng Mountain is winding with cloud shadows and skylight for thousands of miles. The heavy snowfall and the rushing mountain springs are the beauty of plum blossoms; the abrupt peaks and the shimmering lake light are the scenery of Shimen.

The mountains are far away, and the winding winds are magnificent; the clouds and water are vast, and the mountains are flying majesticly. The drum of the moon and the bell of the clouds ring loudly and far away; the fountain of the dragon and the lamp of the sea have lumens

beautiful and long-lasting. The snow on the plum blossoms and the wind on the pine trees create a wonderful rhyme through the ages; the songs of the wild geese and the bells of the camels carry good news to all directions. Offer a hada and dance to welcome friends from all over the world; pour milk wine and sing to make friends with distinguished guests from all over the world. If you go to the outer heaven, climb the outer building, taste the little sheep hot pot, taste the prairie milk tea, listen to the long tune,

order mountain songs, chew the two-person table, and appreciate the meditation tune. Listening to famous music is clear and graceful, feeling the purple air; appreciating the elegant silk and bamboo, being intoxicated by the harmonious spring light. If you go to Xilamu

Ren and enter the land of singing and dancing, your heart will be leisurely and your mind will be leisurely. You can shoot arrows, race horses, and wrestle; you can offer sacrifices to Aobao, light bonfires, and roast whole sheep. Take a Lele car to catch Damu.

Listen to the leisurely playing of Morin Fhuur and watch the graceful dancing of Andai. The clear breeze and green fields, the white clouds and the blue sky, looking up between the sky and the earth, are as heroic as those of a poet and immortal looking at the waterfall hut

In front of the mountain, and as elegant as rafting on the east slope of Red Cliff.

Beautiful Baotou! Hundreds of miles of willow roads stretch across the four districts, stretching their wings; nine winds and rivers flow through the ages, resonating with the roar of deer. Clouds and buildings spread across the sky, embracing thousands of streets with green willows; water corridors flutter to the ground, and there are hundreds of pink rosy flowers. I sigh at the beautiful Baotou, half of the city is green trees and half of the towers; I love the harmonious Lucheng, with songs everywhere in the squares. If night falls at the beginning of the night, the lanterns will be turned on, and you will walk along the ten-mile long street and be intoxicated by the night view of the city, and you will feel more poetic, picturesque, and dreamlike. Look at the mountains and dance under the clear moon, watch the stars on the water, sing happily about the sea of ??flowers, and sigh at the busy traffic. Up and down, far and near, the neon lights are colorful; the fountains in the southeast and northwest are lyrical.

How majestic Baotou! In the ancient times, the plateau has risen in the world; in the stone age, the ancestors cultivated the world. The heroic spirit of Zhao and Qin has gone through thousands of hardships and never stopped; the spirit of Han and Tang Dynasties has endured through all kinds of catastrophes. The Great Wall of the Six Dynasties rises and falls on a line of green ridges, and the eighteen emperors left their traces in the Yinshan Mountains throughout the ages. Pride is hard to be blown away by the rain and wind, but strong feelings always come with the flying clouds and waves. Gentleness and sincerity are like the northern slope of Daqing Mountain, which is soothing for thousands of years; mighty and unyielding, it is like the south wall of Wula Mountain, which is majestic through the ages.

The atmosphere is majestic, like the rolling Yellow River, agitated and surging; true love is magnanimous, like the vast grassland, extending vastly. If the strong wind does not correct it, it will be as white poplars everywhere; if it is hard to bend due to heavy snow, it will stand proudly, like pine trees all over the mountain.

The spring breeze of Chilechuan is bright and beautiful forever;

The autumn rain of Fengzhou Beach is bright and moist for eternity.

"Baotou Fu" is a poem praising Baotou written by Kang Piyao.