Modern Mao Zedong
Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; Thousands of miles of snow. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I only feel embarrassed; When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum. 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. Cherish Qin Huang Hanwu, slightly lost literary talent; Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish. 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.
Qinyuanchun Changsha
Modern. Mao Zedong
Independent cold autumn, Xiangjiang North, Orange Island. I saw that the mountains were red all over the place, the forests were dyed, and the river was blue and transparent, and it was invincible. The eagle strikes the sky, the fish is shallow, and all kinds of frosty days fight for freedom. Liao Kuo was disappointed. Ask the boundless earth, who is in charge of ups and downs? I took a hundred couples on a trip and recalled the past. 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?