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Mountains!
I whip my swift horse, glued to my saddle.
I turn my head startled,
The sky is three foot above me!
Mountains!
Like great wave surging in a crashing sea,
Like a thousand
In full gallop in the heat of battle.
Mountains!
Piercing the blue of heaven, your barbs unblunted!
The skies would
But for you strength supporting.
Mao Zedong
(December 26, 1893 – September 9, 1976), also known as Chairman Mao, was a Chinese communist revolutionary who was the founder of the People's R
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