The young classmate Qia was in his prime, but he was a scholar and scolded Fang Qiu. ?
To point out the country and inspire the words, the dung is like the dust of thousands of households. ?
Have you ever remembered that when you hit the water in the middle of the current, the waves stopped the boat?
From:
"Qinyuan Spring·Changsha"
In the cold autumn of Independence, the Xiangjiang River goes north to the head of Orange Island. See the mountains all red, the forests all dyed; the rivers full of green, with hundreds of boats vying for the current. The eagle strikes the sky, the fish flies to the shallow bottom, and all kinds of frost compete for freedom in the sky. With a melancholy outline, I asked the boundless earth, who is responsible for the ups and downs?
I brought hundreds of couples on this trip to recall the glorious past. Qia's classmate is a young boy who is in his prime; he is a scholarly student and scolds Fang Qiu. Pointing out the country and inspiring words, the excrement of thousands of households. Have you ever remembered that when you hit the water in the middle of the current, the waves stopped the flying boat?
About the author:
Mao Zedong (1893~1976) was known by his pseudonym Runzhi and his pen name Ziren. 18 Mao Zedong was born in Shaoshan, Xiangtan, Hunan on December 26, 1993, and died in Beijing on September 9, 1976. At the age of 83, his body is in a crystal coffin at Tiananmen Square in Beijing. Leader of the Chinese people, Marxist, great proletarian revolutionist, strategist and theorist, Communist Party of China, thinker, militarist, Communist Party of China, Chinese People's Liberation Army and the Communist Party of China The country's main founder and leader, poet and calligrapher.
Vernacular translation
On a crisp day in late autumn, I stood alone at the head of Orange Island, looking at the clear water of the Xiangjiang River flowing slowly northward. Look at the thousands of mountain peaks all turning red, the layers of forest seem to be dyed with color, the river is clear and blue, and the big ships are riding the wind and waves, vying to be the first. Eagles fly in the vast sky, fish swim in the clear water, and everything is vying to live a free life in the autumn light. Facing the boundless universe, (thousands of thoughts came to my mind at the same time) I want to ask: Who will decide and dominate the rise and fall of this vast earth?
Looking back on the past, my classmates and I often came here to play together. Those countless extraordinary years spent discussing national affairs together still linger in my mind. The students are in their youth and in their prime; they are full of ambition, unrestrained and powerful. Commenting on national affairs and writing these articles that stirred up turmoil and promoted purity, the warlords and bureaucrats at that time were treated like dirt. do you remember? At that time, we were swimming in a deep and fast river, and the waves almost blocked the speeding boats.