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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, 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.