What are Mao Zedong's works?

1. Mao Zedong, the author of "Spring and Snow in Qinyuan"? Modern dynasty

Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; Thousands of miles of snow.

Behold! Within and without the Great Wall, the boundless land is clad in white. And up and down the Yellow River, all the endless waves are lost to sight.

The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height.

When the weather is fine, look at the sunny market. What a charming sight!

This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees.

Unfortunately, Qin Shihuang, Han Wudi, literary talent is slightly inferior; Emperor Taizong, Song Taizu, slightly less civil servants.

Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows.

These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people.

Interpretation of Vernacular Language: Northland scenery, thousands of miles of ice, Wan Li snow.

Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is only boundless whiteness left; The Yellow River, which is wide up and down, suddenly lost its surging water potential.

Mountains are like flying silver pythons, and hills on the plateau are like many white elephants running. They all want to try to compare with God.

On a sunny day, it's especially nice to see red sunshine and white ice and snow complement each other.

Jiangshan is so charming that countless heroes compete for beauty.

Unfortunately, the literary talents of Qin Shihuang and Liang Wudi were slightly inferior; During the reign of Emperor Taizong, Song Taizu was a little less than Sandwich.

Genghis Khan, the hero of my life, only knows how to shoot an eagle with a bow.

These characters are all in the past. Counting the heroes who can make contributions depends on today's people.

Second, the author of "Qinyuanchun Changsha" Mao Zedong? Modern dynasty

Independent cold autumn, Xiangjiang River north, Orange Island.

You see the mountains and plains, and the layers of forests are all dyed; The river is full of water, and hundreds of people compete for the flow.

The eagle strikes the sky, the fish is shallow, and all kinds of frost fight for freedom.

Lonely, ask the boundless earth, who is in charge of ups and downs?

I took a hundred couples on a trip to reminisce about the past years.

Just a classmate and teenager, in full bloom; Scholar spirit, Fang Qiu.

Pointing out the maze, inspiring words, the dirt in Wan Huhou that year.

Remember hitting the water in the middle stream and the waves stopped the speedboat?

Interpretation of vernacular: On a crisp autumn day in late autumn, I watched the clear water of Xiangjiang River slowly flow northward. I stood alone in orange island.

You see that thousands of peaks have all turned red, and the layers of trees seem to be stained with color. The river is crystal clear, and the big ships are racing against the wind and waves.

The eagle flies briskly in the vast sky, the fish swims briskly in the clear water, and everything competes for free life in the Qiu Guang.

Facing the boundless universe, I want to ask: Who will decide the rise and fall of this boundless earth?

In retrospect, my classmates and I often come here hand in hand to play. Talking about state affairs together, countless extraordinary years still haunt me.

Students are in their youth and prime of life; Everyone is ambitious, unrestrained and strong.

Commenting on state affairs, writing these turbulent and clear articles, treating the warlords and bureaucrats at that time as dirt.

Do you remember when we were swimming in a place where the river was deep and fast, the waves almost blocked the speeding boat?

3. Mao Zedong, the author of Seven Laws and the Long March? Modern dynasty

The red army is not afraid of the expedition, and Qianshan is just idle.

Wuling makes waves, and Wumeng takes mud pills.

Jinsha River is warm in the clouds and cliffs, and Dadu Bridge is cold in the iron bars.

I'm glad to see that Minshan Mountain is covered with snow and stretches for miles. Our soldiers crossed it and showed a bright smile.

Interpretation of vernacular:

The Red Army is not afraid of all the difficulties and hardships on the Long March, and regards Qian Shan as ordinary.

In the eyes of the red army, the continuous five mountains are just the ups and downs of microwave waves, while the majestic Wumeng Mountain is just a mud pill.

The Jinsha River is covered with muddy waves, flapping the towering cliffs, giving people a warm feeling.

The cross frame of the dangerous bridge on the Dadu River is shaking the iron rope hanging high in the air, which makes people feel deep chill.

What is more gratifying is that when we set foot on the snowy Minshan Mountain, everyone was smiling after the Red Army crossed it.

Four, "Operator Yongmei" author Mao Zedong? Modern dynasty

The spring departed in wind and rain; With flying snow it’s back again.

Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it.

Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it.

When she was in bloom, she laughed in the bushes.

Interpretation of vernacular: ups and downs sent away spring, and flying snow ushered in spring.

The cliff has been frozen, but the plum blossoms are still in full bloom.

Although plum blossom is beautiful, it does not compete with peaches and plums for beauty, but only reports the news of spring.

When the mountains and plains are full of flowers, she smiles in them

Verb (abbreviation of verb) Mao Zedong, author of Picking Mulberry and Chongyang

Life is easy to get old, but it is hard to get old.

Today is Chongyang, and the yellow flowers in the battlefield are particularly fragrant.

The annual autumn wind is not as strong as spring.

Better than spring, just like Wan Li frost on the vast river.

Interpretation of vernacular:

How easy it is to get old in a person's life, but the Double Ninth Festival occurs every year.

Today is the Double Ninth Festival, and the chrysanthemums on the battlefield smell good.

The autumn wind blows hard year after year, not the glory of spring.

But it is better than spring, and there is endless autumn frost on the boundless Tingjiang River.