From far comes,
Glitters the migration,
More and more near,
Gradually turbulent,
Turbulently rushes,
Gradually becomes the jet stream,
If army horse charge,
The oppression of the people sound reaches,
As high as the cloud,
But it does not see the sand dust.
Transfers an angle to look again,
The water rolling flushes,
The water splash flies thousand ten feet,
The sound like is thunderous,
Deafening.
In the heart reads:
Looks at the world like running water,
The human’s affair fluctuates infinitely,
How many heroic people of high skill,
Elevates falls down,
If housands ton of water flows,
Who can read the good deed?
After dies where to goes,
As soon as goes does not turn head.
