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On the 45th anniversary of Chairman Mao's death| 58 poems of Chairman Mao

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Today is September 9, 45 years ago today, Chairman Mao passed away.

During that stormy era, he led the creation of a new China: the People's Republic of China!

At the head of Tiananmen Square in 1949, the phrase "Compatriots! The Central People's Government of the People's Republic of China was established today" to make the whole country boil and the whole country celebrate! The Chinese nation has since stood up.

Deng Xiaoping once said: Without Comrade Mao Zedong, we Chinese people would at least have to grope in the dark for a longer time.

Today, let us remember Chairman Mao together!

On the 45th anniversary of Chairman Mao's death| 58 poems of Chairman Mao

He was both a politician and a funny poet.

His poems often show the realm of thousands of miles in seemingly inadvertent understatement, emitting the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers and thunder.

Today, on this special day, the poet Jun has compiled 58 classic poems of Chairman Mao, and while remembering Chairman Mao, may you gain the faith, wisdom and courage to rise up from his poems in desperate circumstances.

On the 45th anniversary of Chairman Mao's death| 58 poems of Chairman Mao
On the 45th anniversary of Chairman Mao's death| 58 poems of Chairman Mao

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"Sending the Plague God"

July 1, 1958

Reading the People's Daily on June 30, Yujiang County eliminated schistosomiasis. Imagination, sleepless nights. The breeze is blowing and the sun is shining at the window. Looking at the southern sky, I gladly ordered the pen.

One

Green water and green mountains are self-defeating, Hua Tuo helpless little worm He!

Thousands of villages are left behind, and thousands of xiaoshu ghosts sing.

Sit on the ground and travel eighty thousand miles a day, survey the sky and look at a thousand rivers.

Niu Lang wanted to ask about the plague god, just as sad and happy as the waves of death.

Second

There are thousands of spring wind willows, and 600 million Shenzhou is shunyao.

The red rain turns into waves at will, and the green mountains turn into bridges.

Tianlian Wuling silver hoe fell, and the earth moved the three rivers iron arm to shake.

Asking the plague king where he wanted to go, the paper boat burned brightly in the sky.

"Qinyuan Spring Snow"

The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow.

Looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, only Yu Mang;

The river went up and down, and suddenly it was gushing.

Mountain dancing silver snake, the original chi wax elephant, wants to be higher than the Tiangong test.

On a sunny day, look at the red makeup wrapped, very charming.

There are so many delicate rivers and mountains, causing countless heroes to bend their waists.

Emperor Han Wu of Qin, slightly lost literary style;

Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly inferior.

A generation of heavenly pride, Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend the bow to shoot large eagles.

Count the popular characters, and look at the present dynasty.

"Jingzan"

Autumn of 1906

The patio is boxy and surrounded by high walls.

Clear pebbles, small fish in the center.

Drink only the water from the well, and you will never be able to raise it for long.

On the 45th anniversary of Chairman Mao's death| 58 poems of Chairman Mao

"The Frost of the Heavens of the River" (Author: Fu Baoshi)

"Seven Absolutes , Changing Saigo Takamori Poems to The Father"

In 1909

Bao Er is determined to go out of the country, and he will not return the vow not to learn to be famous.

Why bury the bones, life is full of green mountains!

"Aria Frog"

1910

Sitting alone in the pond is like a tiger, nourishing the spirit under the green trees.

In the spring, I don't open my mouth first, which insect dares to make a sound.

"Bang Yi Chang Tao"

June 1915

Go to Si Junshen, Si Junjun will not come.

Sad to kill Fang Nianyou, lamentation and mourning.

Hengyang geese sounded thoroughly, and Xiangbin Chun slipped back.

Feeling the joy of the object, hesitating south of the city.

City Kuma grass, tears invade the double question.

Harvest the lonely scenery, sunset Hengyun West.

Fang Zhi traveled in confusion, and zero bandits thought.

From now on, midnight chirps chickens.

The chirping chicken sang, and the sweat spread over the east gao.

Ran Ran looked forward to the king, shaking hands and beads.

Guan Shan qian ji foot, flying flying spirit tent.

I was so depressed that I sang the song of Iles.

Liezhuang qing and Qian, willing to test the sword.

There are islands in the East China Sea, and there are enemies in the North Mountains.

Sweep away whose son, Anderson resigned from the vulgarity.

The child died early, and the tooth qin never died.

Qin was the most hurtful, and Zhu Huachun was not proud.

Then there were a thousand days, who lived with the common life.

Looking at the spirit to recommend a cup of wine, bleak to see Ming Jing.

In the midst of sorrow, Jiang Tianshui is a flood.

"Sending Yuichiro Eastbound"

1918

Yun Kai Heng Yue accumulated yin and stopped, and the Pegasus Phoenix Spring Tree was in the spring tree.

Young Zheng Rong Qu Jia Cai, the strange qi of mountains and rivers once belled here.

Jun Xingwu sang for the sake of HairHao, and Kunpeng struck the waves from the beginning.

The waters of Dongting Xiang were rising for days, and the giant ship of Jingsheng pointed straight to the east.

For no reason, he let out a day of sorrow, but fortunately was blown by the east wind.

The husband is full of nostalgia for what he wants to see the universe.

The vicissitudes of the sea are at ease, and the world is full of chaos and obedience.

Manage their own body and mind, and the sun and moon in their chest are often new and beautiful.

The name is five hundred years old, and all the princes are left behind.

Pinglang official has many friendships, and Chongming brings water to the horse's clothes.

Dong Ying Mao Sword has a book, and I return to The Cliff King.

On the 45th anniversary of Chairman Mao's death| 58 poems of Chairman Mao

The red rain turns into waves at will, and the green mountains turn into bridges. (Author: Wang Geyi)

"Four Words of Poetry and Sacrifice of mothers"

October 1919

Whoops, and dies suddenly.

He lived for fifty-three years and had seven sons.

The seventh son, Yu San, is Dongmin Qin.

Other infertile, two women and two men.

Yugo brothers, hard work.

Crumbling is grinding, so it is sick.

In the middle, all sad history.

Can't bear to write a book, wait for Xu Wen to vomit.

Now there are only two ends.

One virtue, one hate.

My mother is high wind, the first to promote fraternity.

Distant and close relatives, all covered.

Compassionate and kind, touching Shuhui.

As far as the love can be, it is originally sincere.

No slander, no deception.

Whole and tidy, not at all.

All that Tezawa has passed is organized.

The mind is sophisticated, and the reason is divided.

Nothing is left to chance, nothing is hidden.

The wind of purity spread throughout Qili.

Not stained with dust, body and mind inside.

The five virtues are their big end.

Fit his personality, as in the upper yan.

Where the hatred is, the end of the three principles.

There are ambitions that have not been extended, and there are things that cannot be obtained.

Mental pain, take this as an example.

Heaven forbid? A corner of the ground.

The second is the children's generation, and the education is completed.

If undercooked, medium in green and yellow.

When sick, hold hands, sore heart colon.

But hur, each doing good.

Again, dear and loving.

Or Sueen, or Dorae.

The size of the relatives is close, and they are to be reported.

In general, Sidley shines.

With sincerity, it is not against it.

To hate, there will be no shortages.

The mind is here, and this heart does not cross.

Nurture deep grace, spring light towards the mist.

When will it be reported? Fine birds of the sea.

Whoops my mother, the mother is not dead.

Although the shell of the body is hidden, the spirit is eternal.

Every day of life, all repay the favor.

Once in a lifetime, when they are all companions.

Now is also a long word, but the time is short.

But the big end, put it shallow.

At this time, the family is established, and this is the best thing to do.

After that, there are words and words, and they grow day by day.

Shangyi!

"Yu Meiren On the Pillow"

1920

Pile up on the pillow, the river and the sea turn over the waves.

The night is always dark, and the lonely cloak sits up and counts the cold stars.

All the thoughts of Xiao Lai were gone, and there were still shadows left.

A hook of the moon flows westward, and there is no reason not to shed tears.

"Congratulations to the Groom and Farewell Friends"

1923

Wave your hand away from zi.

Even more poignantly, bitterly complaining.

The corners of the eyes and the tips of the eyebrows seemed to be hateful, and the tears were still there.

I know that I misunderstood the previous words.

Passing through the clouds and fog, counting the confidants of the world and Ru.

Man is sick, does God know?

This morning frost heavy East Gate Road,

Half a day of remnants of the moon in Hengtang, as miserable as promised.

The whistle has been broken, and the end of the world has been alone ever since.

By cutting off the thread of sorrow and hatred.

It is like Kunlun collapsing on the wall, and it is just like a typhoon sweeping away the world.

Heavier than wings, and cloudy.

On the 45th anniversary of Chairman Mao's death| 58 poems of Chairman Mao

Author: Wu Zuoren

"Qinyuan Spring Changsha"

1925

Independent cold autumn, xiangjiang north, orange island head.

See the red mountains all over the place, and the layers of forests are dyed;

The river is full of blue, and hundreds of boats are competing for the current.

Eagles strike long skies, fish soar shallow bottoms, and all kinds of frost days compete for freedom.

Ask the vast earth, who is the Lord of the ups and downs?

Bring a hundred couples who have traveled, reminiscing about the past and the thick years.

Qia classmate is a teenager, and the style is flourishing;

Bookish and arrogant.

Pointing out the country and mountains, stirring up the words, dung soil was ten thousand households in the year.

Have you ever remembered, hit the water in the middle of the stream, and the waves stopped the flying boat!

"Bodhisattva Man Yellow Crane Tower"

1927

The vast nine schools flow through China, and the sinking line runs through the north and south.

Smoke and rain are reckless, and turtles and snakes lock the river.

Huang He knows where to go, and there are tourists left.

Pour out the wine, and the mood will rise higher and higher.

"Xijiangyue Autumn Harvest Uprising"

The army called the Workers' and Peasants' Revolution, and the banner was sickle and axe.

The Kuanglu area does not stop, but must go straight to Xiaoxiang.

The landlords were oppressed, and the peasants all hated each other.

During the autumn harvest, the clouds are sad, and the thunderbolts riot.

《Xijiangyue Jinggangshan》

Autumn 1928

The flag is in sight at the bottom of the mountain, and the drums and horns at the top of the mountain are heard.

The enemy was besieged for thousands of times, and I stood still.

Barriers have long been tightened, and more united in will.

The cannons on the Huangyang Boundary roared, reporting that the enemy was at night.

On the 45th anniversary of Chairman Mao's death| 58 poems of Chairman Mao

"Red Flag Rolling West Wind" by Qian Songyun

"Qing Ping Le Jiang Gui War"

1929

The storm suddenly changed, and the warlords resumed war.

Sprinkling into the world is a complaint, a pillow of yellow sorghum reappears.

The red flag jumped over the Ting River and went straight down to Longyan Shanghang.

Packing up a piece of Jin Ou, dividing the fields and dividing the land is really busy.

"Picking Mulberries and Chongyang"

October 1929

Life is easy to grow old, and the years are heavy.

Now it is sunshine again, and the yellow flowers of the battlefield are particularly fragrant.

The annual autumn wind is strong, not like spring light.

Like spring light, the frost of the river is as thin as the sky.

"Like a Dream Order: New Year's Day"

January 1930

Ninghua, clear stream, naturalization, road pass forest deep moss slippery.

Where do we go today? Pointing straight down the Wuyi Mountain.

Down the hill, down the hill, the wind shows the red flag like a picture.

"Minus Magnolia • Guangchang Road"

February 1930

The sky was white, and the march in the snow was even more urgent.

Head high mountains, the wind swept the red flag over the mark.

Where to go on this trip, the Ganjiang River is full of wind and snow.

The order was issued yesterday, and 100,000 workers and peasants went down to Ji'an.

"Butterfly Love Flower from Tingzhou to Changsha"

July 1930

In June, the Heavenly Soldiers conscripted corruption, and the Ten Thousand Elders wanted to tie up the Kunpeng.

The red corner of Ganshui is on the other side, and the partial division borrows Huang Gongluo.

Millions of workers and peasants rushed to sweep across Jiangxi and Directly attack Xiang and Hubei.

An international lament song, a wild ride for me to fall from the sky.

On the 45th anniversary of Chairman Mao's death| 58 poems of Chairman Mao

Happy to see the rice and the thousand heavy waves, heroes everywhere under the sunset smoke. The Spring Festival of 1964 wrote Chairman Mao's poetry, Ye Ping. Author: Ying Yeping

"Bodhisattva Man Dabaidi"

Summer of 1933

Red orange yellow green blue purple, who holds the color to practice the air dance?

After the rain, the sun is tilted again, and the mountains are full of clouds.

At that time, the war was urgent, and the front village wall of the bullet hole was broken.

Decorate this mountain, it looks better today.

《Qingping Le Huichang》

Summer of 1934

The East wants to know, and Mo Daojun is early.

The people who have stepped through the green mountains are not old, and the scenery is unique here.

The peak outside Huichang City, upside down directly to Dongming.

The warrior pointed to Nanyue, which was even more lush.

The Sixteen-Character Order

1934 to 1935

Mountain, fast horse plus whip without saddle.

Looking back in horror, three feet three feet away from the sky.

Mountains, upside down seas turn over rivers and rivers.

Rushing and rushing, ten thousand horses are still fighting.

Third

The mountain, pierced the blue sky and was not damaged.

Heaven wants to fall, and it depends on it.

"Remembrance of Qin'e Lou Shanguan"

February 1935

The west wind is fierce, and the long sky geese call frost morning moon.

Frost morning moon, horseshoe sound broken, trumpet sound swallowing.

Xiong Guan Man Dao is really like iron, and now he steps forward from the beginning.

From the beginning, the mountains are like the sea, and the remnants of the sun are like blood.

On the 45th anniversary of Chairman Mao's death| 58 poems of Chairman Mao

"Fast Horse and Whip Not Saddled" by Ying Yeping.

The Seven Laws and the Long March

October 1935

The Red Army is not afraid of expeditions and difficulties, and thousands of rivers and mountains are just waiting for idleness.

The five ridges are full of fine waves, and the mud pills are walking in the mud.

The golden sands and waters beat the cloud cliffs warmly, and the Dadu Bridge crossed the iron cable cold.

More happy with the snow of the Min Mountains, the three armies after the end of the face.

"Nian Nu Jiao Kunlun"

Born out of nowhere, Mang Kunlun, reading the spring colors of the world.

Three million jade dragons flew up, stirring up the cold of Zhou Tian.

In summer, the rivers are overflowing, and people may be fish turtles.

Who has ever commented on the sin of a thousand autumns?

And now I call Kunlun: don't be this high, don't be so snowy.

Andre leaned on the heavens to draw his sword and cut Ru into three sections?

One section of Europe, one cut of the United States, one cut of return to the East.

Taiping world, the world with this cool and hot.

《Qing Ping Le Liupan Mountain》

The sky is high and cloudy, looking at the flying geese in the south.

Less than the Great Wall is not a good man, the itinerary is twenty thousand.

The peak of Liupan Mountain, the red flag swept the west wind.

Today the long wisp is in the hand, when to tie the dragon.

Six Words and Poems

-- To Comrade Peng Dehuai

The mountain is high and the road is far and deep, and the army is running in all directions.

Whoever dares to slash at the sword is only General Peng.

"Linjiang Xian Gift Ding Ling"

1936

The red flag on the wall fell and the west wind swept through the lonely city.

Security guard figure is new,

A banquet was held in the cave to entertain the prisoners.

A thin pen who is similar to, three thousand Mauser elite soldiers.

The array opened towards LongshanDong.

Yesterday Miss Wen, Today General Wu.

On the 45th anniversary of Chairman Mao's death| 58 poems of Chairman Mao

The mountains are like the sea, and the remnants of the sun are like blood. Author: Qin Guliu Liu Dajiang

"Four Words poems to sacrifice the Tomb of the Yellow Emperor"

April 5, 1937

On April 5, 26, on the occasion of the Qingming Festival, Chairman of the Soviet Government Mao Zedong and Commander-in-Chief Zhu De of the People's Anti-Japanese Red Army sent a representative, Lin Zuhan, to pay tribute to the tomb of the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, the founder of the Chinese nation, with the ceremony of flowers and fruits, and delivered a speech:

Hehe ancestor, Wuhua Zhaozao.

Yin Yan Qi Mian, Yue E He Hao.

Wise and wise, the light is desolate.

Build this great cause and stand majestically in the East.

The vicissitudes of the world have changed, and the middle has fallen.

The more thousands of years, the stronger the neighbor despises virtue.

Ryudai is not guarded, and Samhan is a ruin.

Liaohai Yanji, how many traitors!

Is it enough to serve the enemy with the earth, and is the enemy's desire?

Man wears a flogging rope, and I am a slave.

Yi Wei my ancestors, the hero of the world.

Zhuo Lu fought, Ou Yu Yining.

Not of the Miao race, not as martial as the people:

Let the great power fall into ruin?

The east is not talented, and the swords are all fighting.

Thousands of miles of ruggedness, serving the country.

Fight for years and prepare for adventures.

The Xiongnu have not perished, so why should they be at home?

All parties and all walks of life are united and strong.

Regardless of the military or the people, there is no distinction between rich and poor.

National Front, the best way to save the country.

Forty thousand people, resolutely resisted.

Democracy and republicanism, reform of internal affairs.

If you have one heart, the battle will be won.

Return me rivers and mountains, defend China's right.

This thing and this will never be condemned.

After the army was reorganized, it was announced to the ancestors.

The truth is coming, the emperor is the queen of the earth.

"Five Laws of General Bang Dai An Lan"

1942

Foreign insults need to be repudiated, and the general gives Caiwei.

The division is called mechanization, and it is brave to conquer the tiger.

Bloody East Gua Shou, drive Out Tang Ji Gui.

The battlefield was killed, and the ambition was not violated.

"Seven Laws: Arita and Land for Me"

1945

There are fields and lands for me, and lawlessness is for the people.

Chongqing has officials and officials, and Yan'an has no land and no gold.

Blowing up bridges and digging roads is unity, and fighting for land and fighting for the city is a struggle.

The city was full of blood, and there was nothing more than a thought to save the lives of the people.

Occupation of Nanjing by the People's Liberation Army

April 1949

Zhongshan was windy and rainy, and millions of heroes crossed the river.

The tiger is better than the past, and the world is turned upside down.

It is advisable to chase the poor and the poor, and not to become the overlord of the famous school.

If the heavens are full of love and the heavens are old, the right way in the world is vicissitudes.

On the 45th anniversary of Chairman Mao's death| 58 poems of Chairman Mao

Author: Fu Baoshi

"Seven Laws and Mr. Yanako"

April 29, 1949

Drinking tea in Guangdong has not forgotten, Suo sentence Yuzhou ye zhenghuang.

Thirty-one years of returning to the old country, reading the Chinese chapter during the falling flower season.

The complaint is too rich to prevent intestinal breakage, and the wind and objects should be looked at for a long time.

The Modao Kunming pond is shallow, and fish viewing is better than the Fuchun River.

"Mr. Raccoon And Mr. Ryūyako"

October 1950

In 1950, when the National Day was watching the drama, Mr. Liu Yazi impromptu gave Huan Xisha. In accordance with its rhymes and:

The long night is difficult to mingchi county, and the hundred-year-old demon dances.

Half a billion people are not reunited.

A singing rooster is white, and the music of Wanfang is played in Khotan.

Poets will be even more advanced.

November 1950

Before the king of Yan Qi's life, the contradictions were boundless for many years.

And now it's a new era.

The most popular poet sings to the front line.

Battle Flag Yan on Myoko Mountain.

"Langtaosha Beidaihe"

Summer of 1954

Heavy rain falls on the swallows, white waves are monstrous,

Fishing boats outside Qinhuangdao.

I don't see any ocean, and I know who I am going to.

The past is more than a thousand years, Wei Wu wields a whip,

There is a testament to the east of the jieshi.

The autumn wind is now again, changing the human world.

On the 45th anniversary of Chairman Mao's death| 58 poems of Chairman Mao

"Seven Laws and Comrade Zhou Shizhao"

October 1955

The mighty Spring River wandered for a while, and then stepped on the peak to look at the eyes.

The wind blew the waves from the oasis, and the rain came up the mountain from the green field.

ZunQian talked about laughing people still, and the chicken worms outside the territory were sad.

Mo sighed that Shaohua was easy to pass away, and thirty years were still in Hexitai.

"Water Tune Song Head Swimming"

June 1956

Only to drink Changsha water, but also eat Wuchang fish.

Thousands of miles of the Yangtze River crossed, extremely eye Chu Tianshu.

No matter the wind and waves, it is better to walk idly,

Today there is forgiveness.

Son in Kawakami: The deceased is like a sif.

The wind is moving, the turtle and snake are quiet, and the grand plan is raised.

A bridge flys north and south, and the graben changes its path.

More erect the stone wall of the West River, cut off the clouds and rain of Wushan Mountain,

High gorge out of Ping Lake.

The goddess should be unharmed, and be amazed by the world.

"Butterfly Love Flower Answer Li Shuyi"

May 11, 1957

I lost pride in Yang Jun and lost willow, and Yang Liu flew straight up to the heavy Xiao Jiu.

Asking Wu Ganghe everything, Wu Gang held out osmanthus wine.

Lonely Chang'e Shu wide sleeves, long miles in the sky and dance for loyal souls.

Suddenly reported that the human world had ambushed the tiger, and the tears flew down as a downpour.

"Seven Laws to Shaoshan"

June 1959

On June 25, 1959, I arrived at Shaoshan, and it was thirty-second anniversary of leaving this place

Don't dream of faintly cursing the passing river, the old garden thirty-two years ago.

The red flag rolled up the serf's halberd, and the black hand hung high over the overlord whip.

In order to have the courage to sacrifice more, dare to teach the sun and the moon for a new day.

Happy to see the rice and the thousand heavy waves, heroes everywhere under the sunset smoke.

"Seven Laws of Denglu Mountain"

July 1, 1959

A mountain flew over the river, jumping on the green onion cage for four hundred spins.

Cold eyes to the ocean to see the world, hot wind and rain sprinkled on the river sky.

The cloud crossed the nine sects of floating yellow cranes, and white smoke rose under the waves.

Tao Ling did not know where to go, and the peach blossom source could be cultivated.

On the 45th anniversary of Chairman Mao's death| 58 poems of Chairman Mao

"Guan Chao" by Zhang Shoutao

"Five Laws: Three Upper North Peaks"

November 1959

Three up the north peak, Hangzhou a view of the sky.

Flying phoenix pavilion side trees, peach blossom ridge on the wind.

Hot to find fans, cold to beauty.

A flutter down, welcome to the evening warbler.

"Seven Absolute Moganshan"

Turned over and jumped into the room of seven people, looking back at the peak into the mang.

Forty-eight plates had only passed, and the wind had already reached Qiantang.

"Seven Absolutes: Inscriptions for Female MilitiaMen"

February 1961

A five-foot gun in a heroic posture, the dawn of the first light of the military field.

The sons and daughters of China do not love red clothes and love arms.

"Seven Laws: Answering Friends"

1961

The white clouds on the Nine Ridges Mountain flew, and the emperor rode the wind to the green breeze.

A thousand tears of a branch of bamboo, a hundred flowers of red xia.

The cave garden is full of snow, and the people of Long Island sing and write poems.

I want to dream of it, and the kingdom of Hibiscus will be full of morning light.

"Seven Absolutes: Photographs of the Immortal Cave of Lushan Mountain taken by Comrade Li Jin"

September 9, 1961

The twilight sky looks strong and loose, and the chaotic clouds are still calm.

Born a fairy cave, unlimited scenery in the dangerous peak.

"Seven Laws and Comrade Guo Moruo"

November 17, 1961

As soon as the wind and thunder rose from the earth, there was a pile of white bones.

Monks are fools and demons, and demons will become disasters.

The Golden Monkey raised a thousand sticks, and Yu Yu clarified Wanlie.

Today, I hail Sun Dasheng, only because the demon fog has returned.

"Bu Operator YongMei"

December 1961

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Wind and rain send spring home, flying snow welcomes spring arrival.

It is already a cliff full of ice, and there are still flowers and branches.

Pretty also do not compete for spring, only the spring to report.

When the mountain flowers were full of flowers, she laughed in the bushes.

"Seven Laws of Winter Clouds"

December 26, 1962

Snow pressed winter clouds white flying, thousands of flowers are rare for a while.

The sky is high and the cold is rushing, and the earth is slightly warmed and blowing.

There are unique heroes who drive tigers and leopards, and there is no Haojie who is afraid of bears.

Plum blossoms rejoice in the snow, and it is not surprising that flies freeze to death.

On the 45th anniversary of Chairman Mao's death| 58 poems of Chairman Mao

"Man Jiang Hong and Comrade Guo Moruo"

January 9, 1963

A small globe, with a few flies hitting a wall.

Buzzing, a few mournful, a few sobs.

The ant edge is exaggerated, and the grasshopper shakes the tree.

The westerly wind is falling under the leaves of Chang'an, flying and singing.

How many things, never urgent, the heavens and the earth turn, time is pressing.

Ten thousand years is too long, only to fight for the day.

The four seas churned with clouds and waters, and the five continents shook the wind and thunder,

Sweep away all pests and be invincible.

"Miscellaneous Poems: Eight Consecutive Odes"

August 1, 1963

Good eight consecutive, the world's legend. Why, strong will.

For the people, for decades. Resist corrosion, never stick.

Hence the name, good eight consecutive. The People's Liberation Army must learn.

The whole army and the people must stand on their own feet. Not afraid of pressure, not afraid of pressing.

Not afraid of knives, not afraid of halberds. Not afraid of ghosts, not afraid of charms.

Not afraid of the emperor, not afraid of thieves. Odd children, such as pine cypress.

On the sky, proud of frost and snow. Discipline is good, like a strong wall.

Military good, like thunderbolts. Politics is good, called first.

Good thinking, can analyze. Good analysis, great benefit.

Where the benefits lie, unity.

The military and the people are united as one, and we must see who can be the enemy of the world.

"Seven Laws, Comrade Luo Ronghuan"

December 1963

I remember when the grass flew, and every time in the Red Army, it was contradictory.

The Long March is not an embarrassing day, and the battle is a big problem.

Rebuke the eagle every time he smells the big bird, and the kunji laughs at the eagle.

Junjin has unfortunately passed away, and the state has difficult questions to ask anyone.

"He Groom Reading History"

Spring 1964

The apes bid farewell to each other,

Just a few, stone grinding, childhood.

Turn the flames in the copper-iron furnace to ask when to guess.

However, thousands of cold and hot, people rarely open their mouths to laugh.

The upper frontier field bent on each other and bowed the moon, flowing all over, the original blood of the suburbs.

A read strikes the snow, but remembers the speckled spots,

A few lines of obsolescence.

The Five Emperors and Three Emperors did something sacred, and deceived the Endless Passerby.

How many popular characters, thieves after the reputation of the village.

More Chen Wang rose up and waved the yellow qi, the song was not finished, and the east was white.

"Nian Nu Jiao Jinggangshan"

May 1965

Towering trees, thousands of miles, flying up to the South Heavenly Qiyue.

The old place came back to see how to see, more buildings and pavilions.

In front of the Five Wells Monument, on the Huangyang Boundary, the car flew like a leap.

The country and mountains are picturesque, and the clouds and seas were green in ancient times.

Thirty-eight years later, the human world has changed, as if the abyss has been turned upside down.

Remember that in the flames at that time, nine deaths were like yesterday.

Unique pride, the sky is hanging bright moon, the wind and thunder are majestic.

A chicken sings, and all kinds of strange things disappear.

On the 45th anniversary of Chairman Mao's death| 58 poems of Chairman Mao

Author: Zhang Shoutao

"Water Tune Song Head, Heavy on Jinggangshan"

For a long time, Ling Yunzhi re-ascended Jinggang Mountain.

Thousands of miles to find the old place, the old look has become a new look.

Everywhere there are songs and swallows dancing, and there are more babbling water,

High road into the clouds.

After crossing the Yellow Ocean Boundary, the danger does not need to be seen.

The wind and thunder, the flag is fierce, it is a human world.

Thirty-eight years have passed, and it is a matter of time.

You can go up to the moon for nine days, you can catch turtles in the five oceans,

Talk about laughing triumph also.

There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as you can climb it.

"Seven Absolutes and Watching the Tide"

September 1957

Thousands of miles of waves rolled in, and snowflakes flew towards the Diaoyutai.

The crowd was full of praise, and the iron horse calmly killed the enemy and returned.

"Seven Laws of Hongdu"

1965

In another year in dehong, Zusheng's strike has been passed down to this day.

Smelling the chicken for a long time to listen to the rain in the south, he immediately waved the northern whip.

Sideburns flew into scrap, and the clouds grew in a new day.

After the year, the waves push forward the waves, and the flowers of the river grass and rivers are fresh everywhere.

"Seven Laws: Some Thoughts"

Written in June 1966

It is precisely when the gods have things to do that they come to the southern kingdom to step on the branches.

Qingsong was furious and sent out to the sky, and the leaves of defeat followed the blue water.

A gust of wind and thunder shocked the world, and the streets were full of red and green flags.

Listening to Xiao Xiaoyu with tranquility, the people of the homeland have some thoughts.

Chairman Mao's poems are always full of positive energy of optimism and upward mobility, inspiring people to always strive forward. When you're frustrated, read these poems, which may give you the strength to move forward.

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