Do you think I am an automatic machine? --A machine without emotion? Let others snatch one bread away in the mouth from me, I earning a bare living ink is poured out in the cup, can I stand too? You think because I poor, status low, appearance mediocre short and small I right away have soul, have a heart? You have thought by mistake! My soul is the same as yours, --my heart is imbued with emotion like yours too! If God grants my a little beautifully, will add a large amount of wealth more, I will make you likewise difficult to leave me, as I leave the you while being difficult now just. I speak, consider custom, routine with you now, even I with one flesh and blood in speak --This is my soul speaks in the soul with you, it seems that we two have already passed through the grave, stand equally yes God the foundation is got off --We are equal in fact.