He was nailed to the pillar of shame at birth, and his growth was even more absurd: his father was not his father, his mother was not like his mother, and as for his son, it was a miracle that he was alive.
Yes, Niu Er created a miracle, but he pushed himself into the abyss with his own hands.
His struggling and absurd life has now become the talk of boring grandparents and grandchildren, and in a few years it will disappear without a trace.
Intention: mourn his misfortune, but praise his struggle, and finally get lost in the feasting.