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–Mao Zedong, 1934–1935 (On the Long March) I Peaks!On galloping steeds we ride, never weak.Look back – we standThree feet from Heaven’s hand.
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–Mao Zedong – Summer 1934 Dawn breaks o’er eastern sky;Think not you’re first to rise and try.We’ve trod green hills, yet never old;This scene outshines all sights untold.
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—Mao Zedong, Summer 1933 Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet hue,Who waves the colored ribbon high in view?After fresh rain the slanting sunbeams glow;Our mountains green and grand in steady flow.
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–Mao Zedong, Spring 1931 Trees blaze red in frosty sky, a brilliant sight;Heavenly troops’ wrath soars high, piercing heaven’s height.Fog shrouds Longgang, dark peaks loom in the gray;A cry breaks out: “Zhang Huizan’s captured, ahead we lay!”
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— Mao Zedong, February 1930 The whole sky turns white;We march through snow, our purpose burning bright.High mountains o’er our head,We storm great passes, red flags by wind widespread.
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– by Mao Zedong, 1925 I stand alone in the autumn chillOn the bank of the Xiang River, heading north,Watching the thousands of hills blaze redAnd the woods dyed layer upon layer.The river stretches clear, a hundred boats racing across the waves.Eagles strike the sky, fish dart in the shallow depths –All creatures strive…
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The district of Chu is entirely surrounded by hills. Among the peaks in the southwest, the forests and valleys are especially beautiful. The one that appears lush, deep, and elegant is Mount Langya. After walking six or seven miles along the mountain path, one gradually hears the gurgling sound of water flowing out between…