I don't know how to write it, so I'll try to read it in fragments.
As if in the underworld, flying fire descended on the human world.
The birds were chirping and passing by the branches of a crabapple tree. Fortunately, they were not hindered by the branches and leaves. If it had been any later, they would have been hit by the fire from the sky and died. And this Xifu Begonia was about to end its flowering period, and its wilted petals hung down. When the hot wind blew it, it caught fire. At this time, Nuwa raised the five-colored sacred stone high, swung her tail, and quickly flew towards the big hole in the sky. A lot of scales fell down, and there were exactly three of them, right on the root of the crabapple tree. She was born from the scales of Nuwa and the aura of flying fire from the sky. A gust of wind blew up, and she unconsciously raised her head to follow the wind, trying to find her origin. Nuwa's strength was exhausted and all her efforts were lost. She felt Nuwa's aura gradually spread, spreading to everything she felt. She became anxious and wanted to see Nuwa, so she had eyes to see all things. She was too weak to be blown away by the wind, and could not climb over thousands of mountains. Only then did she have legs to walk and run. She wanted to lift the mountain that blocked her sight, so she had the arms to turn over and look for it. She wanted to find Nuwa's scent and had a sense of smell. She wanted to communicate with other living beings, and knowing the whereabouts of Nuwa, she had lips and the ability to make sounds. She only had ears when she wanted to hear the sounds of living things.
Then she heard a strong sound.
Like cheering, like screaming, like shouting, like crying, like whispering, deafening.
Purpose: To observe the suffering in the world and to protect all living beings from mediocrity