Red Yan'an（with an additional poem）
Mao Zedong: Five minutes for hair-cut
In a song, I knew he was people's savior
I looked up at him in the badges pinned on people's bosoms
This initial bounty benefited me to grow up
However, in the central hall of Yangjialing Yan'an
We could see his wood carving head with short hair
While seeing my eyes full of doubts, the female guide smiled and said
“Chairman Mao was so busy with Anti-Japanese war
That he only allowed the hairdresser to cut hair in five minutes”
Five minutes, just five minutes
Our leader was smoking, while thinking and having his flowing long hair cut by the hairdresser
His determined eyes looked at distant mountains
Yellow River surf brought the sounds
Of invaders'cannonballs
North China, north China, a dull pain in his heart
He tidied up his patched collars
He walked quickly into the cave dwelling
On the rough paper, he completed the article On Protracted War
Which was better than million soldiers
Zhu De: Two acres of vegetable field
The monster of adversity had no where to hide its whoop
In 1942, the air was full of ardent work song, whoo yes
Our commander in chief stood aside the gate of the military commission in Wangjiaping
He reclaimed two acres of wastelands into a small Nanniwan
At the moment, I stood seriously on the two acres of vegetable field which grew with Yan'an spirit of self-reliance and arduousness
Listening to a folk song of Northern Shaanxi called Great Production
Time ran through people's fingers
In the bowls filled with celeries, dandelions and white tarragons
And on the clothes dyed with birch bark, walnut root and black Chinese Kale root
It flew out free birds which made nice Jiangnan's sky clean and blue
Fiery-red chili reflected warm sun luster
It seemed to share uncontrollable joys
Potatoes broke yellow earth and noisily
Competed to witness the army and the people doing the Yangko dance for celebration of the harvest
The fragrances flowers in a basket were wafting from a song far away
The spinning wheel's pleasant song inspired the pace of pulling plough
I listened carefully to the rhythm of the waving grains
I listened carefully to the strength of unity
Groups of donkeys in supporting the front were walking down from the hill
Nine hundred and twenty-four thousand pairs of military shoes
And many affections of days and nights
Formed a great wall to resist any invasions
Commander in chief's two acres of vegetable field were really very small, very small
So only that cabbages, chilis and potatoes could settle down
Commander in chief's two acres of vegetable field were very big
So they could attract the world's attention and became our eternal memories
Huo Zhushan: Male, the director of Shaanxi Writers Association, member of Chinese Writers Association. Participated the 22nd“Youth Poetry Club”held by Shikan.