Once upon a time there was a very beautiful man, but he was too lazy to rely on his face to make a living.
Too lazy to care about the wealth at your fingertips, you become a poor master in a remote place who is not even ashamed of being a student.
Too lazy to care about those men who can cover the sky with their hands.
Too lazy to talk about love and love.
The lazy man is lying on the bed. He is very hungry. His students have put food on his kitchen table, but he is too lazy to move. Who can save him?
The lazy master finally died of laziness?