It's a story about the water

in the ancient era, floods were widespread and people were often affected by them.

at the time of his reign, there had been another terrible flood: a vast ocean on the ground, houses had collapsed, fields had been flooded and the dead had piled up, and people had taken care of old and young and fled.

in view of the suffering and anxiety of the people, yao sent for the management of the floods.

it led us to the water, to the barrier, to the end of which the embankment was washed up, to the end, to the end, to the end, to the end, to the end, to the end, to the end, to the end, to the end, to the end, to the end, to the end, to the end, to the end.

after that, he became the leader of the tribe, and when he saw that the water had not improved, he delayed a great deal, he ordered the death of the guillotine and ordered its son to go to the water.

the matter of water management is a matter of great importance, and if it is not, it will cost us our lives.

but when the flood was so devastating and people were so miserable, zen courageously accepted the burden.

having carefully summed up the lessons of fathers' failure and felt that a blocked approach would not work, he boldly envisaged a water treatment programme that was contrary to his father — to channel the river, follow its currents and lead the water away.

following the development of the programme, it was decided to go all over the world, take a look at the terrain, explore the course of the river, and lead to the current.

he led a large number of assistants across the nine flood-ridden counties, measuring the high and low ground, each of which was marked with a stake.

at that time, most of the land was deserted and the blizzards went to sleep, often running in harsh conditions with heavy winds and rain.

then, on the basis of information obtained from the survey, water treatment began in the worst affected areas.

with them, they dug the river and built the embankments with squawks and stone knives.

his hands were full of cocoon, his feet were covered with mats and his face was not washed and his head was often covered in mud.

as a result of years and years of water, his toenails were removed and people were moved to tears.

in order to cure the water, she was not married at the age of 30 and then married to a girl, who, four days after her marriage, was busy with water.

for 13 years, the water had passed through the house three times without going in or out.

when he first passed through the door of his home, he heard his newborn son crying and his wife moaning because of the pain of childbirth, and his assistants urged him to come in.

i'd love to go in, but he's got important things to do.

he's afraid he'll miss work.

the second time i passed through the house, the son of qing could already call him dad.

the little one screamed in his mother's arms, and he just waved at his wife and children.

for the third time, the son, who was in his teens when he passed through the house, ran to pull his father to his house, rubbed his head, told his son to tell his mother that he would be reunited once the water had been healed and left in a hurry.

thirteen years later, the floods were finally overcome by the difficult and dangerous construction of canals, which contributed to agricultural development and the well-being of the population.

by virtue of his success in water treatment, he became the first king of the summer dynasty, and he was historically called hag or da hsi.

after he became the leader of the tribal coalition, he didn't want to enjoy himself