An interesting poem, written by the ancient Chinese tribe of Miaho tribe. This was written long before Christian missionaries every reached them. Compare it to the account written in the Bible and you'll find striking similarities. This is only part of the poem, (it must be very long)
     "On the earth He created a man from the dirt. Of the man thus created, a woman He formed. Then the Patriarch Dirt made a balance of stones. Estimated the weight of the earth to the bottom. Calculated the bulk of the heavenly bodies. And pondered the ways of the Diety, God. The Patrirch Dirt begat Patriarch Se-teh (Seth?). The Patriarch Seteh, begat a son Lusu (Lamech?). The Patriarch Lama Begat the man Nuah (Noah?).
His wife was the Matriarch Gaw Bo-lu-en.
Ther sons were Lo Han (Ham?), Lo Shen (Shem), and Jah-hu (Japheth?).

    So the earth began filling with tribes and with families. Creation was shared by the clans and the peoples.
These did not God's will nor returned His affection. But fought with each other defying the Godhead. Their leaders shook fists in the face of the Mighty. Then the earth was convulsed to the depth of three strata.
  Rending the air to the uttermost heaven. God's anger arose till His Being was changed; His wrath flaring up filled His eyes and His face. Until He must come and demolish humanity. Come and destroy a whole world full of people.

     So it poured forty days in sheets and in torrents. Then fifty five days of misting and drizzle. The waters surmounted the mountains and ranges. The deludge ascending leapt valley and hollow. An earth with no earth upon which to take refuge! A world with no foothold where one might subside."
   skipping a head a little, it says how Nuah proceded to let out a dove, and there was land. They offered a offering to God. Then this.
   "Their offspring begotten became tribes and people. Their descendants established encampmens and cities. Their singing was all with the same tunes, and ther speaking was all with same words and language.
   Then they said let us build us a very big city; let us raise unto heaven a very high tower. This was wrong but they reached this decision. Not right, but they rashly persisted. God struck at them then, changed their language and accent.
  Descending in wrath, He confused tones and voices. One's speech to the others who hear him has no meaning;
   He's speaking in words, but the can't understand him.
So the city they built was never completed; The tower they wrought has to stand thus unfinished. In despair then they separate under all heaven/ They parted and circled the world-ball. The arrive at six corners and the six languages."
    Isn't it amazing how even without Christian 'influences' they taught this as their history? Could it be that they knew the truth taught from generation down? This was found in the book "The Global Flood" by John D. Morris.