This is from China, a teenager of Liang Qichao.

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2: From Qinyuanchun Changsha

Qinyuanchun Changsha

Mao Zedong

Independent in the cold and autumn, Xiangjiang River going north, Juzitou. Look at the mountains all over the place, and the layers of forests are all dyed; The river is full of water, and hundreds of people compete for the flow. The eagle strikes the sky, the fish is shallow, and all kinds of frost compete for freedom. Lonely, ask the vast earth, who is in charge of ups and downs?

I have traveled with a hundred couples. Recalling the past, the years are thick. Just a classmate and teenager, in full bloom; Scholar spirit, Fang Qiu. Pointing the way, inspiring words, dirt in Wan Huhou that year. Ever remember hitting the water in the middle stream, and the waves stopped the flying boat? Qinyuanchun Changsha (1925)