The Warlords Clash – Mao Zedong

Sudden veer of wind and rain 

Showering misery through the land, 

The warlords are clashing anew 

Yet another Golden Millet Dream. 

Red banners leap over the Ting River 

Straight to Lungyen and Shanghang. 

We have reclaimed part of the golden bowl 

And land is being shared out with a will.

Yellow Crane Tower – Mao Zedong

Wide, wide flow the nine streams through the land, 

Dark, dark threads the line from south to north. 

Blurred in the thick haze of the misty rain 

Tortoise and Snake hold the great river locked. 
The yellow crane is gone, who knows whither? 

Only this tower remains a haunt for visitors. 

I pledge my wine to the surging torrent, 

The tide of my heart swells with the waves.