Speaking of my figure, I am a carrot.
But this radish is not that radish. Thanks to my mother, my radish grew well and reached the backyard of Emperor Daye's house. As a result, my radish became fat and white, far better than a skinny bitter cauliflower. Seeing that there were signs of gaining weight in recent days, I accidentally offended the emperor's father and was thrown to the northwest of Daye to grow sweet potatoes. By the way, I took a certain bald donkey who was said to be an enlightened monk to the frontier to meditate.
Buddha said: You are guilty.
So, I became a monk.