Poetry about the North

Mao Zedong

Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; Thousands of miles of snow.

Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I only feel embarrassed;

When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum.

The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height.

When the weather is fine, look at the sunny market. What a charming sight!

This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees.

Cherish Qin Huang Hanwu, slightly lost literary talent;

Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish.

A generation of tianjiao, Genghis Khan,

I only know how to shoot an eagle with a bow.

It's all gone,

Count romantic figures,

Let's look at it now.