Dad said, when I was born. The birds have disappeared, but the crows no longer crow, but mourn. It rained heavily for nine days. During the overturn, there were many thorns and thick blood that could not be dispersed for a long time.
Ghosts from hundreds of miles around came to celebrate my birth, saying it was an auspicious sign and very good. Unfortunately, I am a loser. Born incompletely, just a lonely soul.