Faced with the ruin of their country and their family, and the bleak autumn wind, a group of progressive young people shouted the slogan "Save the country and save the people." Who still remembers the promise made under the moon? After all, it was just a west wind, and everything went away with the wind. The Juanpa was stained with blood, and the blossoming red plum blossoms turned into Zigui and cried...