The God of Earth is She, and the God of Grain is Ji. Before the Buddha was born, he was about to perish. The Buddha is about to destroy me, but the Buddha is not tired of me, out of gratitude; I am about to die, but I am not tired of the Buddha, protecting the right path. On the shore of the Forgotten River, on the top of nature, I use his valley to cultivate my soil.
Determination: Use his valley to plant my soil.