–Mao Zedong, Summer 1931 On Baiyun Peak, clouds rage as if to stand;Beneath Baiyun Hill, battle cries expand.Withered trunks and old stumps lend a hand.Steel forests press –Flying Generals descend from heaven’s span!
–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!”