Water of Xia Dynasty

"Water of the Xia Dynasty" wedge A long, long time ago, there was no resounding name "China", there were no regular cities, no written classics, and even a decent national title was still brewing in chaos. At that time, the world was characterized by "casuality": the sun occasionally missed work, wind and rain came at any time, and the most troublesome thing was the endless floods. Don't think that this is the patter of spring rain, nor the thunderstorm in the summer afternoon. It is the overwhelming water that covers the mountains and plains. Fertile fields were flooded and houses were washed away. People could only run to higher ground like migratory birds carrying their belongings. One day they lived on a slope and the next they squatted in tree holes. Their lives were as scruffy as stray cats. History books make an understatement of "a flood", but behind it is the displacement of countless ancestors, and their cries mixed with the sound of water, floating on the land of the Central Plains year after year. At that time, the world did not have the majestic power of the later emperors, and the tribal leaders were more like patriarchs, so worried that their hair almost fell out. First, Gun stepped forward and focused on blocking the water, building dams and embankments, and fighting the flood head-on. But how can Shui's temper be so easy to figure out? Blocking here, breaching there, I worked hard for nine years, but in the end it was all in vain, and it ended in a dismal way. Just when everyone was about to despair, a man named Yu stood up. He did not follow the same old routine, but bent down and walked through mountains and rivers, carrying the simplest tools, and guided the flow according to the nature of the water. This battle with water not only controlled the raging torrent, but also restored the cohesion of a ethnic group and restored the original appearance of China.