Mao Zedong – April 1949 O’er Purple Mountain, storms surge sudden, wild and gray;A million mighty troops cross the great Yangtze.Like tiger crouched, dragon coiled, the city shines todayFar brighter than past days; earth turns, heaven realigns –Hearts swell with joy, with triumph’s grand designs.Strike on with leftover might, chase the routed foe;Don’t fish…
Once upon a time in Zhaocheng County there was an old lady in her seventies who had only one son. One day, her son went into the mountains and was eaten by a tiger. The old lady was so grieved that she nearly committed suicide.
Grandpa Li Jingyi said: A gentleman living in Shenyang once gave a feast atop a mountain, looking down, he saw a tiger with something in its mouth. After digging a pit with its paws and burying the thing, the tiger went away.
There were no donkeys in Guizhou until an eccentric took one there by boat; but finding no use for it he set it loose in the hills.
After his lie was exposed by Wukong, Zhu Bajie was forced to patrol the mountain once more. This time, he dared not dawdle any longer. Straightening his robes and gripping his iron rake, he set out at once.
Monk Tang was transformed into a tiger by the monster, who cast a powerful spell. Now, word began to spread throughout the palace that Monk Tang was, in fact, a tiger spirit.