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–Mao Zedong, October 1955 The spring river vast and wide awhile doth stray;We climb tiered peaks, our vision cleared, far away.Wind from green isles bears surging waves astray;Rain from wild fields ascends the hills to stay.By wine cups, we laugh and talk – old friends still gay;Abroad, trivial strife like chicken–worm fray.Mourn not how…
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–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…
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–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…