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 with the cross rail.
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.
Vernacular translation:
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.
2. Qinyuanchun Xue-Mao Zedong
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.
It must be sunny, wrapped in red makeup, especially enchanting.
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.
Vernacular translation:
The scenery in the north is frozen for thousands of miles, and the snowflakes in Wan Li are floating.
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.
The mountains are flying like silvery white pythons, and the hills on the plateau are running like many white elephants, all trying 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 over, and they can be called heroes who can make contributions. It depends on people today.
3, "Qinyuanchun Changsha"-Mao Zedong
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, when the midstream hit the water, the waves stopped the speedboat!
Vernacular translation:
On a crisp autumn day in late autumn, I stood alone in Orange Island, watching the clear water of Xiangjiang River slowly flow northward.
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 in the vast sky, the fish swims in the clear water, and everything is fighting for a free life in 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, 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? At that time, we were swimming in a place where the river was deep and fast, and the waves almost stopped the speeding boat?
4. Xijiangyue Jinggangshan-Mao Zedong
Flags are in sight at the foot of the mountain, drums and horns are ringing at the top of the mountain.
The enemy besieged thousands of people and I stopped.
Already very strict barriers, more United.
There was a lot of gunfire in Huang Yangjie, and it was reported that the enemy had escaped at night.
Vernacular translation:
The battle flag fluttered at the foot of the mountain, and the sound of gongs and drums resounded through the hills.
Although besieged by the enemy, I am still unshakable.
All the well-organized fortifications are ready, so they are more United like a fortress.
In Huang Yangjie, the fire of the Red Army roared, and Maxima reported that the enemy had fled in the growing darkness.
5. Haiyan/Song Haiyan-Maxim Gorky was a poet and writer in the former Soviet Union.
Chinese translation:
On the vast sea, the wind gathered dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, Haiyan flies proudly like black lightning.
One moment its wings beat the waves, and the other moment it went straight into the dark clouds like an arrow. It cried, and in the brave cry of the birds, the dark clouds heard the joy.
In this cry-full of longing for the storm! In this cry, the dark clouds heard the power of anger, the flame of enthusiasm and the confidence of victory.
Seagulls groaned before the storm came-groaned, and they flew around the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm in the depths of the sea.
The sea duck also groaned. They, sea ducks, can't enjoy the joy of fighting in life: thunderous thunder scares them.
Stupid penguins timidly hide their fat bodies under the cliff ... only arrogant petrels fly bravely and freely on the foam sea!
Dark clouds are getting darker and lower, pressing against the sea, while the waves are singing and rushing to the sky to meet the thunder.
Thunder roared. Waves cry in angry water droplets and contend with the wind. You see, the strong wind tightly rolled up layers of huge waves and slammed them on the cliff, smashing these large jadeites into dust and dust.
Haiyan cried and flew, like black lightning, like an arrow through the dark clouds, and its wings carried water droplets from the waves.
Look, it flies like an elf-a proud black storm elf-laughing, it's howling ... it's laughing at those dark clouds, it's howling happily!
This sensitive spirit-it has long recognized sleepiness from the thunder, and is convinced that dark clouds can't cover the sun-yes, they can't!
The wind roared past ... thunder roared ...
Piles of dark clouds, like blue flames, burn in the bottomless sea. The sea catches lightning arrows and extinguishes them in its own abyss. These lightning shadows, like salamanders, meander in the sea and disappear in an instant.
-Storm! A storm is coming!
This is the brave Haiyan, flying proudly in the roaring sea and in the middle of lightning; This is the prophet of victory shouting:
-Let the storm get worse!
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