The dove flew across the Pacific Ocean,

There is still a mother's line of defense hanging in his mouth

Continue flying south

Came to the Mediterranean

Saw an island, Corsica

A lonely island

Opposite the Alps

At the top of the hill I saw a man who was no more than seven feet long

The white steed under the crotch bared its teeth

One night more than 200 years ago, a genius was born on this island

His horse had swam across the Seine and crossed the Ada River

Fly over the English Channel

He was a pioneer of the Enlightenment

The star of the feudal mind that liberated Europe

He is the embodiment of freedom and romance

At the same time, he is also a combination of the devil and the angels

He was afflicted with his back, but he was outnumbered

Horses' hooves trove across the land of Europe

Conquer all continents

He was Napoleon, the founder of the First French Empire

His sensitive and flexible political acumen is unprecedented.

There is no one to come

At this moment, one day more than 200 years ago,

Just one year later

A musical genius was born in Bonn, Germany, by Ludwig van Beethoven

So there was HERO, the "Hero Trilogy"

I think this is the true hand of God,

It can't be overstated

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