"Master Zuo Xiang, if you were the emperor, could you pacify South Vietnam, conquer the Xirong, make hundreds of families available to me in Great Xia, and make all nations come to court? If you were the emperor, could you be better than a mere daughter like me?" When I was twenty years old, I was wearing an emperor's crown and a twelve-pointed white jade crown, and questioned the kneeling veterans of the three dynasties who wanted to kill me on the grounds that "the heroine is harming the country". "Maya, I came here across the ocean to bring the civilization of Daxia to your city-state so that girls like you will no longer be sacrificed to the so-called gods. I am no different from you, and the Xia people are not aliens to the Aztecs! After all, black hair, red hair, and blond hair will all turn into white hair when they reach our age." When I was sixty years old, I said this to the future first queen of the Aztecs. And on the day I died, I left my last words to my little grandson who was obsessed with stargazing: "I want to go to heaven!" These words were later printed on the fuselage of the Huaxia 1 manned spacecraft.
Purpose: equal rights for men and women, civilized salvation, black hair, red hair, and blond hair, all of which will be gray when old.