Lords of the capital, sharp, unearthly,
The Great Flower's three points pierce through heaven.
Clouds are parting above the Temple of the Warring Emperor,
Rain dries on the mountain, on the Giant's Palm.
Ranges and rivers are the strength of this western gate,
Whence roads and trails lead downward into China.
...O pilgrim of fame, O seeker of profit,
Why not remain here and lengthen your days?
The shape of Mount Huashan near Huayin is said to resemble a flower.
In the East Peak there are natural veins in the rock which are said to resemble a giant palm print.
It also has the world's most precipitous hiking trail, in some places just narrow boards along the side of a sheer cliff.
Poetry Atlas has many poems about China.
And lots of great poems about mountains.