civilian army freedom

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 foe
And not ape Hsiang Yu the conqueror seeking idle fame.
Were Nature sentient, she too would pass from youth to age
But Man's world is mutable, seas become mulberry fields.
 ( Mao Zedong ) 
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Women militian

On the parade ground lit up by the first gleams of day.

China's daughters have high-aspiring minds
They love their battle array, not silks and satins.

( Mao Zedong ) 

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Febuary 1935

Wild geese cry under the frosty morning moon.
Under the frosty morning moon
Horses' hooves clattering
Bugles sobbing low
Idle boast the strong pass is a wall of iron
With firm strides we are crossing its summit.
We are crossing its summit
The rolling hills sea-blue
The dying sun blood-red

( Mao Zedong ) 
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