Thump!
The loud sound of a solemn prostration echoed through heaven and earth!
Thump!
The loud sound of a solemn prostration knocked against the gates of heaven!
Yes, his mother, such a kind-hearted and gentle woman, would not fall into hell; only heaven could be a worthy place for her!
Thump!
The loud sound of his solemn prostration, a silent telling, could not exhaust his mother-son affection!
Thump!
The loud sound of his solemn prostration, life and death both beyond reach, could not fully convey his yearning for his mother!
Thump!
The loud sound of his solemn prostration, "Mom, how many bows do I owe you, how many times have I failed to call 'mom', how many times have I failed to sweep your tomb, how many years of resentment did I owe you, I'm sorry... I'm sorry I only found out now... that you had already left this world."
Mom...
Why didn't you tell me?
Why did you bear it all alone?
Why did you depart without letting your son see you off?
