China’s daughters have high-aspiring minds,
They love their battle array, not silks and satins.
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The People’s Liberation Army Captures Nanking
Over Chungshan swept a storm, headlong,Our mighty army, a million strong, has crossed the Great River.The City, a tiger crouching, a dragon curling, outshines its ancient glories;In heroic triumph heaven and earth have been overturned.With power and to spare we must pursue the tottering foeAnd not ape Hsiang Yu the conqueror seeking idle fame.Were Nature…
The sky is high, the clouds are pale,
If we fail to reach the Great Wall we are not menWe who have already measured twenty thousand liHigh on the crest of Mount LiupanRed banners wave freely in the west wind.Today we hold the long cord in our hands,When shall we bind fast the Grey Dragon?
A rainstorm sweeps down on this northern land,
No fishing boats off ChinwangtaoAre seen on the boundless ocean.Where are they gone?Nearly two thousand years agoWielding his whip, the Emperor Wu of WeiRode eastward to Chiehshih; his poem survives.Today the autumn wind still sighs,But the world has changed!
Far above the earth, into the blue,
All that was fairest in the world of men.Your three million white jade dragons in flightFreeze the sky with piercing cold.In summer days your melting torrentsFlood the streams and rivers,Turning men into fish and turtles.Who has passed judgement on the good and illYou have wrought these thousand autumns?To Kunlun now I say,Neither all your heightNor…
So many green streams and blue hills, but to what avail ?
Hundreds of villages choked with weeds, men wasted away;Thousands of homes deserted, ghosts chanted mournfully.Motionless, by earth I travel eighty thousand li a day,Surveying the sky I see a myriad Milky Ways from afar.Should the Cowherd ask tidings of the God of Plague,Say the same griefs flow down the stream of time.The spring wind blows…
I still remember our drinking tea in Kwangchow
Back in the old capital after thirty-one years,At the season of falling flowers I read your polished lines.Beware of heartbreak with grievance overfull,Range far your eye over long vistas.Do not say the waters of Kunming Lake are too shallow,For watching fish they are better than Fuchun River.