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Filial Piety and Night Sharpening
Long ill my parents, all cures are spent, Diligent my service, great my filial intent. Suddenly from deep lane rings the sound of grinding blade, I start up, throw open the window — the night is thick and shaded.
Long ill my parents, all cures are spent, Diligent my service, great my filial intent. Suddenly from deep lane rings the sound of grinding blade, I start up, throw open the window — the night is thick and shaded.
Why did the protagonist panic so much when he heard the sound of sharpening a knife in the deep alley?
Why did the protagonist panic so much when he heard the sound of sharpening a knife in the deep alley?