"In a tranquil lake, there are three kinds of things."
"They are 'the solid submerged rocks,' 'the towering willow tree,' and 'the riverbed sand.'
"A flood is about to sweep through this tranquil lake. If you were to choose among these three, what would you choose to withstand this turbulent flood?"
Dong'Er looked at Wu Zhong and slowly spoke.
Upon hearing this, Wu Zhong remained silent for a long time, pondering.
"I would choose the solid submerged rocks because their foundation is established in the riverbed. With a strong base and the rocks themselves being sturdy enough, they can withstand the flood's erosion."
Wu Zhong provided what he believed to be the most reasonable answer.
After hearing this, Dong'Er seemed thoughtful, not rushing to speak.
At this moment, Wu Zhong asked in return, "If it were you, Dong'Er, what identity would you choose?"
After he finished speaking, Dong'Er raised his head and slowly said, "I would choose the third one — the riverbed sand."
