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Better not love me

Man Fen is afraid of the wind. When Emperor Wu of Jin was sitting, there was a glazed screen in the north window, which looked dense but sparse, and he looked excited and embarrassed. The emperor laughed at him. Fen replied: "I am like a cow from Wu, panting when I see the moon."

The First Song of the Phoenix

Xi Chongxi wrote to Xie Gong, saying: "Wang Jingren heard that a young man aspires to ascend the throne. I wonder if Duke Huan's virtue has declined, and if he is afraid of the younger generation's restoration?"

Rebirth of Japan: Sword Saint

"Confucians live with modern people and study with ancient people; they practice what they do in the present and they are regarded as models by future generations; they are not in the right era, and they are not supported by their superiors and pushed by their subordinates. There are people who form a party and endanger them. Their bodies can be endangered, but their will cannot be taken away. Although they live in danger, they still believe in their will and will not forget the people's suffering. Their worries are like this.

My Reborn Wife

Someone asked: "What is the cane for?" The answer is: a filial son who has lost his parents cries countless times, serves for three years, and becomes sick and thin, so he uses a cane to support the sick. If the father is still alive, he dare not use a cane, because the respected person is still alive; he does not use a cane in the hall, because he avoids the respected person's place; he does not rush in the hall, because he is not in a hurry. This is the will of a filial son, the reality of human nature, and the principle of etiquette and righteousness. It does not come from heaven or earth, but is just human nature.

His cabbage

Yin Zhongjun was an expert at understanding the meridians, but he became useless in middle age. There was a messenger who was always there, but he suddenly kowtowed and bled. Hao asked why? He said, "There is a matter of death that cannot be told." After a long questioning, he finally said, "My mother is nearly a hundred years old and has been ill for a long time. If the officials can find her pulse, there will be a chance of survival. Then I will kill her without any regrets." Moved by his sincerity, he had her carried in, and he took her pulse and prescribed medicine. After taking one dose of soup, he recovered. So all the classics were burned.

I am a nine-tailed white fox