In ancient times, there was a man who wished that the seedlings in his fields grew faster and went to the fields every day to see them.
However, one day, two days, three days, seedlings do not seem to grow at all.
One day, he finally thought of a way, and rushed to the fields, pulling up the seedlings one by one. From noon till sunset, I was exhausted.
When he returned home, he gasped and said to his son, "But I'm exhausted and my strength is not in vain. The seedlings have grown a lot."
His son did not understand what was going on. He ran into the field and saw that all the seedlings were dead.