Wanshui Qian Shan is just idle.
I'm the only one who makes waves,
Páng bó takes the mud pill.
Jinsha water pats the clouds and cliffs warm,
The beams of Dadu Bridge are cold.
I prefer the miles of snow in Minshan.
After the three armies, everyone laughed.
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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, and the majestic Wumeng Mountain is just a mud pill.
The Jinsha River is full of turbid waves, patting the towering cliffs and steaming. The cross frame of the dangerous bridge on the Dadu River is shaking the iron rope hanging high in the air, and the chill bursts.
What is more gratifying is that when we set foot on the snowy Minshan Mountain, everyone was smiling after the Red Army crossed it.