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NEW YEAR'S DAY

--to the tune of Ju Meng Ling

January 1930

Ninghua, Chingliu, Kueihua--

What narrow paths, deep woods and slippery moss!

Whither are we bound today?

Straight to the foot of Wuyi Mountain.

To the mountain, the foot of the mountain,

Red flags stream in the wind in a blaze of glory.


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