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Mao Zedong Poems
- Ode To The Plum Blossom Wind and rain escorted Spring's ...
- Swimming I have just drunk the waters of Changsha And come ...
- Mount Liupan The sky is high, the clouds are pale, We watch...
- Militia Women Inscription On A...
- Changsha Alone I stand in the autumn cold On the tip of ...
- Snow North country scene: A hundred leagues locked in ice, ...
- Kunlun Far above the earth, into the blue, You, wild ...
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''Politics is war without bloodshed while war is politics with bloodshed.''
Mao Zedong (1893-1976), Chinese founder of the People's Republic of China. Lecture, May 1938. "On Protracted War," Selected Works, vol. 2 (1965).
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''Politics is war without bloodshed while war is politics with bloodshed.''
Mao Zedong (1893-1976), Chinese founder of the People's Republic of China. Lecture, May 1938. "On Protracted War," Selected Works, vol. 2 (1965).
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''Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun.''
Mao Zedong (1893-1976), Chinese founder of the People's Republic of China. speech, Nov. 6, 1938. "Problems of War and Strategy," Selected Works, vol. ...
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''The people, and the people alone, are the motive force in the making of world history.''
Mao Zedong (1893-1976), Chinese founder of the People's Republic of China. "On Coalition Government," vol. 3, April 24, 1945, Selected Works.
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''War can only be abolished through war, and in order to get rid of the gun it is necessary to take up the gun.''
Mao Zedong (1893-1976), Chinese founder of the People's Republic of China. "Problems of War and Strategy," vol. 2, November 6, 1938, Selected Works (1...
Ode To The Plum Blossom
Wind and rain escorted Spring's departure,
Flying snow welcomes Spring's return.
On the ice-clad rock rising high and sheer
A flower blooms sweet and fair.
Sweet and fair, she craves not Spring for herself alone,
To be the harbinger of Spring she is content.
When the mountain flowers are in full bloom
She will smile mingling in their midst.
Outside the post-house, beside the broken bridge, Alone, deserted, a flower blooms.
Saddened by her solitude in the falling dusk,
She is now assailed by wind and rain.
Let other flowers be envious!
She ...
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I don't know who did those translation and do they know Mao zhe dong very well? , do they understand all these poems? I don't think so. it is so bad translation that means nothing. No talent! , No spirits, No passions, No language skills.
I don't know who did those translation and do they know Mao zhe dong very well? , do they understand all these poems? I don't think so. it is so bad translation that means nothing. No talent! , No spirits, No passions, No language skills
I don't know who did those translation and do they know Mao zhe dong very well? , do they understand all these poems? I don't think so. it is so bad translation that means nothing. No talent! , No spirits, No passions, No language skills.