Duke Zhou dreamed of a sign of sending an umbrella to his deceased relatives in rainy days.

It was raining heavily in my dream, and I was very disappointed. With the dribs and drabs of memory, the depression of relatives when carrying coffins. Then I heard my mother tell me that my grandfather's teeth were not small, and I lost my dependence. Finally, I am eager to get help from friends and nobles. Finally, the adults opened the coffin. I saw the expressions on grandpa's face running away from each other. Finally, I said, let's touch his face and say goodbye. Finally, I saw his face with a reluctant relationship.