–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…
–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!”
— Mao Zedong, July 1930 In Sixth Moon, heavenly troops march to crush the rotten and vile,With ten-thousand-foot long ropes to bind the giant Peng bird the while.Beyond the Gan River, a red corner glows far and wide;Our flanking force leans on General Huang Gonglue’s might and pride.
— 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.
– by Mao Zedong, January 1930 Ninghua, Qingliu, and Guihua we trace,Paths narrow, woods deep, and mosses slippery the ways.Where shall we march today, in high and proud array?Straight to the foot of Wuyi Mountains, we hold our way.
Mao Zedong · Autumn 1929 A sudden burst of wind and rain:The warlords fight again.Sowing on earth but grief and pain,Once more, a golden dream in vain.