• Spring in a Pleasure Garden – Snow [Mao’s Poems]

    –Mao Zedong, February 1936 Behold the northern land’s grand view:A thousand leagues locked in ice and frost,Ten thousand leagues where snowflakes lostIn whirling flight the sky bestrew.Great Wall stretches far, beyond and near;One vast white waste alone appears.The Yellow River’s mighty tideFrom source to sea is stilled, dried.Mountains like silver serpents glide;Plains like waxen…

  • Pure Serene Music – Six Coiled Mountain [Mao’s Poems]

    –Mao Zedong – October 1935 The sky so high, clouds thin and light,We watch wild geese fly south out of sight.None but a hero reaches the Great Wall;We count – twenty thousand li we’ve hauled.On Six Coiled Mountain’s crest so tall,Red flags stream wide in western wind’s call.Long cords in our hands today we…

  • Charm of a Singer – Kunlun [Mao’s Poems]

    –Mao Zedong, 1935 Heaven-piercing, primeval, vast Kunlun stands,Bearing all the springs of mortal lands.Three million jade dragons soar on high,Chilling all the sky to ice and sky.Summer thaws; floods o’er rivers swell,Men to fishes’ prey in depths may dwell.Who has dared judge, through ages old,Thy good and ill, thy story untold?

  • Seven-Character Lüshi: The Long March [Mao’s Poems]

    –Mao Zedong, 1935 The Red Army fears not the Long March’s strife;Ten thousand streams and hills are light in life.The Five Ranges twist like ripples small;The Wumeng peaks vast as mud balls fall.Golden Sand’s waves beat warm cliffs on high;Cold iron chains span Dadu’s bridge nigh.We joy to see Min Shan’s snow for miles;Our…

  • Six-Character Poem – To Comrade Peng Dehuai [Mao’s Poems]

    –Mao Zedong, 1935 High hills, long roads, deep ravines lie;Our mighty army surges far and nigh.Who dares stand sword in hand, steed astride?None but our General Peng, with fearless pride! Note Composed in October 1935, right after the Battle of Wuqi Town (the “Cutting the Tail” battle) during the Long March. This was the…

  • Memories of Qin E – Loushan Pass [Mao’s Poems]

    –Mao Zedong, 1935 The west wind rages high;Wild geese cry ‘neath frosty dawn and sky.Frosty dawn and sky –Hoof beats scatter low;Bugles moan and die.