This was once Liangzhou's... where the general watered his horse and washed his whip, bathed in blood... the p…
This was once Liangzhou's... where the general watered his horse and washed his whip, bathed in blood... the poem reads:
The Purple Star guards the heavens, banners grace the nine cauldrons alike.
The ancestors' glory outshines the stars, golden scales turn crimson in the dawn.