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Don’t praise your father for chasing the sun, Gun and Yu for controlling floods, or Nuwa for creating humans.

A vernacular text of ancient mythology within 200 words?

Don’t praise your father for chasing the sun, Gun and Yu for controlling floods, or Nuwa for creating humans.

When Pangu created the world, an egg contained the entire universe.

There was chaos and darkness inside the egg. There was no heaven and earth, no sun, moon, stars, and no human existence.

However, in this chaotic darkness, Pangu, who created the world, was born.

After Pangu was conceived in this big egg, he slept for eighteen thousand years before waking up.

At this time, he found that he was living in a big dark and chaotic egg. He felt depressed and panicked, and felt as if he was bound by a rope. He couldn't see any light, so he decided to stretch his muscles and bones and pierce the big egg.

Pangu stretched out his arms and kicked his legs, and the big egg was shattered.

However, when he opened his eyes and looked, up, down, left, right, and in all directions, it was still pitch black and indistinguishable.

Pangu became anxious. He raised his fist and hit it, and raised his foot and kicked it.

Pangu's arms, legs and feet were thick and big, as if they were made of iron.

He kicked and hit, condensing 18,000 years of chaotic darkness, and it was all shaken by the kicks.

Pangu swayed three times and two times, and the chaotic darkness that tightly entangled Pangu slowly separated.

The light and clear part (yang) floated and rose gradually, turning into the blue sky; while the heavier part (yin) gradually settled and turned into the earth.

As soon as the heaven and earth separated, Pangu felt much more comfortable.

He took a long breath and tried to stand up, but the sky pressed heavily on his head.

He realized that if the heavens did not rise high into the sky, there would never be life on earth.

So he sat down and thought about how to solve this problem.

Finally, he concluded that only if he holds the sky up can all living beings in the world multiply and survive.

So Pangu held up the sky with his hands and pushed on the ground, trying hard to prevent the sky from pressing down on the ground.

Day after day, year after year, eighteen thousand years passed.

During this time, all Pangu ate was the mist that floated into his mouth, and he never slept.

At first, he could only rest on his elbows and rest on his knees, because he had to use all his strength to push the sky up with his hands. Finally, Pangu could straighten his body and raise his hands to push the sky up.

The body grew ten feet a day, and the sky and the earth moved away ten feet a day. The higher the sky rose, the longer Pangu's body became.

He stretched the world ninety thousand miles apart, and he grew into a giant ninety thousand miles tall.

The sky finally settled high above the earth, but Pangu felt exhausted.

He looked up at the sky above his hands, and then looked down at the deep earth beneath his feet.

He concluded that there was already a considerable distance between heaven and earth, and he could lie down and rest without worrying that the sky would fall and crush the earth.

So Pangu lay down and fell asleep.

He died in his sleep.

Pangu was exhausted. He created the world and exhausted all his efforts and sweat.

In his sleep, he was still thinking: It is not enough to just have the blue sky and the earth, but we must also create a sun, moon, mountains, rivers, and all human beings between the heaven and the earth.

But he was exhausted and could no longer make these with his own hands.

Finally, he thought: Leave my body to the world.

Therefore, Pangu's body gave the universe its shape and also gave it matter.

Pangu's head became the east mountain, his feet became the west mountain, his body became the middle mountain, his left arm became the south mountain, and his right arm became the north mountain.

These five sacred mountains define the four corners and center of the square land.

They stand on the earth like huge stone pillars, each supporting a corner of the sky.

Pangu's left eye turned into a round, big and bright sun, hanging high in the sky, providing warmth to the earth day and night; his right eye turned into a bright moon, lighting up the earth.

When he opened his eyes, the moon was round, and when he blinked, it turned into a crescent moon again.

His hair and eyebrows turned into stars in the sky, filling the blue sky, walking with the moon, following the moon.

The breath he exhaled from his mouth turned into spring breeze and clouds, causing all things to grow.

His voice turned into thunder and lightning.

His muscles became the soil of the earth, and his sinews became roads.

His limbs turned into high mountains, and his bones and teeth turned into treasures of gold, silver, copper, iron, and jade buried underground.

His blood turned into rolling rivers, and his sweat turned into rain and dew.

His hair turned into flowers, plants and trees; his spirits turned into birds, beasts, fish and insects.

From then on, there were the sun, moon and stars in the sky, mountains, rivers, trees, birds, animals, insects, and fish on the earth, and the world between heaven and earth.