Into the Great Northwest ep 16 ENG SUBS (Xi Zhongxun Biopic) 西北岁月

EPISODE NOTE: The “Three-Thirds System” was a system within the wartime anti-Japanese base areas that allowed for equalized power sharing between all Chinese factions that actively opposed Japanese occupation. Mao described this system as follows in “On the Question of Political Power in the Anti-Japanese Base Areas” (Selected Works of Mao: Volume 2, English Ed.):
"In accordance with the united front principle concerning the organs of political power, the allocation of places should be one-third for Communists, one-third for non-Party left progressives, and one-third for the intermediate sections who are neither left nor right."

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OPENING SONG "The Seeds" (Listen here https://youtu.be/lcHBJ9hrbWM)

Seeds of freedom
Planted in the ground.
Let them bloom across every inch of land
The dust of my homeland
Carried away
Scattering it with every step I take
The road ahead is long, yet my steps never cease
The wind and sand sting my cheeks, the more pain, the further I go
Let time smooth these marks
Let tears wash away our parting
When I return, I will embrace you again
Time urges the barefoot child on
To run and meet the wind and rain
When I return, flowers will fill this world.

CLOSING SONGv"You Must Have Seen" (listen here: https://youtu.be/_Mm3xU-SJUY?si=yRCkwVtTkTPggqeu)

A roadside flower gently sways,
I touch the earth, its warm embrace.
A cool breeze caresses my face,
Looking back, I see your grace.

Winter crept into the mountain's hold,
Snowflakes fell, a story untold.
Footprints fade, companions lost to the cold,
Your watchful gaze, forever bold.

Desert sands rise, a stinging, blinding plight,
Your loving gaze, my guiding light.
You must have seen, in futures bright,
The smile I wear, bathed in morning's light.

So you burned yourself, a comforting fire's gleam,
Guarding my home, a cherished dream.
Soothing every roof, a silent, loving theme,
Turning longing into hopeful streams.

White doves fly past the sailing mast,
Starlight dances on waters cast.
Every path home, now smooth and fast,
No longer nights of fear that forever last.

You must have seen my smiling face,
As you rest beneath, in earth's embrace,
Helping wildflowers bloom with grace.
You must have seen, in this sacred space,

My hands upholding hopes you've sown,
Our dreams tonight, together flown.
Like sunrise meeting earth, newly shown,
With every gentle breeze, love's message blown.

You must have seen, each backward glance,
Each smiling face, in love's sweet trance.
Each smiling face, a hopeful chance,
Forever etched in time's expanse.

XI ZHONGXUN'S SCHOOL'S SONG:
Emerald green like a jade screen, the Shi River roars with might.
Linhuai, our ancient homeland, where General Hu made his site.
Our schoolhouse stands, majestic and grand, a beacon shining bright.

May we, a multitude of talents, with pure thoughts and hearts ignite,
Carry forth the Premier's vision, with unwavering zeal and might.
Sharpen intellect and wisdom, let our nation's glory take flight.

Wash away a century of shame, reclaim lands lost to the fight.
Be no pale-faced scholar, gathering dust, hidden from the light.
But rise and meet the challenge, with courage, bold and bright.