Liang Qichao, who will you talk to when you think of me ten years later and are crazy about your country? What do you mean?
Liang Qichao wrote this poem when the Reform Movement of 1898 failed and he was exiled overseas.
It means that no one supports me and agrees with me now. In a few years, you will all think of me. By then, our country will be strong and prosperous. Who will you praise? Everyone will remember what I advocated.