Mao Zedong's poem 1: "Niannujiao? Kunlun "
It turned out to be life, Kunlun Mountain, reading all the spring scenery in the world.
You are like three million flying Yu-lung Pai, cutting through the sky.
Summer dissolves, the river is full, and people are fish or turtles.
Who commented on the crime of Millennium work?
Now my name is Kunlun: not so high, not so much snow.
Andrew leaned against heaven and drew his sword, cutting you into three parts?
One piece stays in Europe, one piece is given to the United States, and one piece is returned to the East.
A peaceful world, the whole world is so cold and hot.
Two Poems by Mao Zedong: He Xinlang
Wave from here.
What's more, after a brief encounter, grievances are repeated.
I hate my eyes and eyebrows, and I still live in tears.
I didn't know the misunderstanding until I read the book.
The fleeting clouds and fog count us as bosom friends.
People are sick, who knows?
At present, the frost on Dongmen Road is heavy, and the monthly loss of Hengtang is long, so sad.
The whistle broke my gut and I have been traveling alone ever since.
Cut off the clues of sadness and hatred.
Like the collapse of Kunlun Mountain, like a typhoon sweeping the world.
Heavier than wings and clouds.
The third part of Mao Zedong's poems: Qinyuanchun? snow
The scenery in the north is frozen for thousands of miles.
It snows in Wan Li.
Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I only feel embarrassed;
When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum.
Keywords mountain dancing silver snake, original wax elephant,
Want to compete with the weather.
Look at the red makeup, it must be sunny,
Especially enchanting.
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.
A generation of tianjiao, Genghis Khan,
I only know how to shoot an eagle with a bow.
The past is over, count the romantic figures,
Let's look at it now.
Chapter Four of Mao Zedong's Poems: Qinyuanchun? Changsha
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 hits the sky, the fish is shallow,
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.
Guide the direction, inspire words,
Shit is Wan Huhou.
Do you remember hitting the water in the middle stream?
The waves stopped the boat.
Chapter 5 of Mao Zedong's Poems: Qingping Music? Huichang
If you want to know the East, Mo Daojun should leave early.
People who travel all over the castle peak are not old, and the scenery here is unique.
The peak outside Huichang leads directly to the east.
The soldiers pointed to the more lush South Guangdong.
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