Long March Epic

Author: He Hui / Country: Mainland China
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Publish Date: 2006-08-01
Features: At the beginning, there is a tall mountain named Lei Gong Yan. Its steep peaks resemble stone pillars piercing the clouds. The ascent is a treacherous thirty-li journey, while the descent is a winding fifteen-li path. The brave warriors jokingly said they had wings to fly high. The well-treated people gave the master shining silver coins. The white-haired mother shook her head repeatedly, refusing to accept, though she wore ragged clothes that barely covered her body. After a while, a young comrade arrived, his broad shoulders carrying a long cloth sack filled with three days' worth of food, which was still full. Despite knowing the difficult journey ahead and the scarcity of food, the brave warriors still presented the sack, determined to give it to the loving white-haired Yao mother, then set off again with unwavering resolve, leaving the white-haired mother waving farewell at the gate of the hut. The sun, which illuminated all things, dipped into the winding distant mountains, and the dark curtain ruling the night enshrouded the vast earth. The village with evening smoke drifting, the fields already yellowed, the dense green forests, and the long winding procession—all gradually faded into the giant wings of the night god. When the ink-black night fell, the troops arrived at the foot of the mountain, the sky filled with twinkling silver stars. Torches lit up the black mountain path like stars, but these were not taken from the Yao villagers' fences; instead, the soldiers cut bamboo from nearby bamboo groves and made their own torches to light the long dark path. P70