"Your heart is solid, and you have never been widowed. Although I am dead, I have a son; Children have grandchildren, and grandchildren have children; A son has a son and a son has a grandson; There are countless children and grandchildren, but the mountains do not increase. Why bother and injustice? "

You are stubborn, too stubborn to change. You are worse than a widow or a child. Even if I die, I still have a son; Son gives birth to grandson, grandson gives birth to son; A son has a son and a son has a grandson; There is no end to children and grandchildren, and mountains do not increase. Why are you worried about uneven digging? "