我一个人散步我一个人散步,在黄河岸边的蜿蜒小路。烂漫的小花微微含笑,青青的野草随风起舞,她们热情友好,似乎在跟我频频打招呼。高高的山坡上,牧人和羊群已踏上归途。偶尔几只水鸟飞过,耳畔会传来动人的歌。夕阳西下,金灿灿的余晖洒向奔流不息的河水,水光交融,光怪陆离,这瞬间的美丽使人惊叹不已。举目远望,对岸有七八间茅屋,五六个渔夫,三两艘无蓬船停 I walk alone, I walk alone, in the winding path of the Yellow River. Smiling little flowers a little smile, the green grass dancing in the wind, warm and friendly, they seem to say hello to me frequently. Shepherds and flocks have set foot on the high slopes. Occasionally a few waterfowl fly, ears will come moving song. Setting sun, the golden glow of the rest of the river sprinkled, water blend, bizarre, this moment of amazement. Look up the distance, there are seven or eight huts on the other side, five or six fishermen, thirty-two no pontoon boat stop