Please translate it into vernacular.

Ge, the word Jingyuan. Hefei people. My father died young and served my mother filial. I am very diligent in reading and studying, and I am alert and agile by nature. I recite thousands of words every day and I will never forget them. Began to be poor and became an official in literature in Dunham. Soon, he sighed, "this is not the way to improve your ambition." I have several fields, and I work hard to cultivate crops, which is enough to support my family. " So I resigned and went home to take care of my mother. Every morning and evening, he will personally ask about his mother's daily life, and he will personally serve everything he eats and drinks, and he will have whatever his mother wants (try to satisfy). A "green mountain house" was built around the lake at home for people who came to study. There are many people following him in all four directions. He reads and talks about Confucian classics and history books with those scholars every day, exploring the mystery, refining the mystery and exhausting the purpose and interest in the book. Scholars have gained something. In his spare time, he once went to town. People he knows and people he doesn't know regard him as a recluse saint (the original text should be regarded as a "recluse gentleman", not an "addict") and compete to meet him and say hello. If Ge Sunwen didn't come to their home, they all felt very sorry. His relatives and friends go to court. If the government can't decide, they ask Ge Sunwen for advice. Ge made a judgment in only one sentence, and the lawsuit was settled. What he says to others is loyalty and filial piety, and most people believe him. The ruling people think that he is extremely filial, knowledgeable and personable, and recommend him to the court. The emperor called him to edit imperial academy, but Ge refused to take office. On the day when the imperial edict summoned him, the manna fell on the pine trees in Hefei schools, and fell on the cypress trees at dawn (or "the next day", to be determined). Someone divined and said, "This is the induction of the emperor to recruit talents." Ge Sun Wen was sixty-one years old when he died. His friend Yu Xiansheng made an epitaph for him. There are several volumes of Ge's collected works, which are meaningful and unremarkable, commensurate with his personality, and now they are gone.