待到秋来九月八 我花开后百花杀 冲天香阵透长安 满城尽带黄金甲

Waiting for autumn to come, eighth of the ninth month,
Once my flowers bloom, hundred flowers perishes.
Bursts of fragrance soars the skies as it penetrates Chang’an,
The entire city coated in golden armoury.
<tn>Poem by <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Huang_Chao&quot;&gt;Huang Chao</a></tn>