–Mao Zedong – 1961 Above Mount Jiuyi, white clouds fleet and fly,The imperial maidens ride the wind down from the sky.A speckled bamboo branch holds a thousand tears, nigh;Ten thousand rosy clouds form a hundred layers high.
To Yang Kaihui · Tune: “Congratulations to the Groom” – Mao Zedong, late 1923 I wave my hand and depart from here.How can I bear to face each other in sorrow,repeating our pain and grief?Anger and longing seem to fill your eyes and brow;hot tears well up but are held back.I know there was…