Taiping Heavenly Kingdom 1864

The beacon fire rises in the golden fields, rolling across the south of the Yangtze River, the clouds and flags split the day, and the angry thunder shocks the world. I want to divide the universe again and wash away the ghosts and ghosts in the world. The system of conferring sacred titles and acres of land are calculated in the same way. Han Shu went to the Golden Dragon Palace to see Hong Yang defeating Qing Zuo. The shackles are broken, and the history changes. The new buds have not yet shown their strength, the wind is fierce, I sigh at the solitary flag, Tianjing is soaked in blood, and the strong embrace withers. It's like calling the spring tide to turn over the mausoleum and ravine, pouring green blood into elixir. There are only a few places and ruins left. Who in future generations will continue the dream of equality? Transform into sparks and burn all over the land of China. The soul makes waves, and the great song continues.