2, the loving father sleeps in Chongyang, and tears flow like a spring on holidays. Honest officials are loyal to the party all their lives, and the seven winds are saints. Responsibility lies in supporting justice with shoulders and correcting deviation with hearts. Now the soul is immortal, and only the name has been passed down for thousands of years.
The grass is shoulder-length in front of my father's tomb, and he slept in Batang for forty years. Every year, the Lantern Festival is in Tomb-Sweeping Day, and there are tears in front of the grave.