–Mao Zedong, May 1965 Long have I cherished ambitions soaring high;Now I climb Jinggang Mountain once again, nigh.A thousand miles to seek the old haunt, I hie;Its old face changed, with fresh charms it’s graced by.
–Mao Zedong, Spring 1964 Apes and men once bowed and took their leave;A few stones ground, our infancy weave.Furnaces flared with copper and steel’s bright sheen –When dawned that age? No guess is keen,But a thousand winters and summers green.