The Solitary Shadow of Qingyuan: from the Smoke of San Francisco to the Roaring Waves of Sino-Japanese War

"A three-hundred-year dynasty was destroyed by a bomb planted by myself." When the last piece of piecing was completed, the ginkgo leaves outside the window were falling in the autumn sun of 1981. From the San Francisco Rebellion to the defeat of the Sino-Japanese War, from the blood-wine oath of Ge Laohui to the Eighteen-Star Flag at the top of Wuchang City, those cracks that were deliberately covered up eventually became a trajectory of collapse under the erosion of time.