The ancient poem of the Seven Laws Long March is:
The Red Army is not afraid of the expedition, and Qian Shan is only idle.
The five ridges are winding with fine waves, and Wumeng is walking with mud balls.
Jinsha River is warm against the clouds and cliffs, while Dadu Bridge is cold against the cross bars.
I like the snow thousands of miles away in Minshan Mountain, and the three armies are all blooming after that.
Translation:
The Red Army is not afraid of all the hardships and hardships on the long March, and regards all the waters in Qian Shan as normal.
The Wuling Mountains are endless, but in the eyes of the Red Army, they are nothing more than small billowing waves. Wumeng Mountain is tall and majestic, but in the eyes of the Red Army, it is just like a mud ball rolled under its feet.
the Jinsha river is full of turbid waves, and the rushing water slaps on the towering cliffs, splashing mist like steam. 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 even more gratifying is that thousands of miles of Minshan Mountain are covered with snow. After the Red Army crossed over, everyone was cheerful and all smiled.