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My dear wife, be good!

　　Liu Yin and Huan Xuanwu listened to the lecture on the Book of Rites together. Huan said: "Sometimes I feel that I am close to the mysterious door." Liu said: "This is not the ultimate, it is the words of the Jinhua Palace."

Frontline Companion

Liu Yin commented on Yu Zhonglang: "Although his words are not sincere and sincere like the Tao, they are abrupt and can almost imitate the Tao."

The First Princess of Qin

Siming

In the second month of spring, the sun is in Kui, the evening arc is in the center, and the morning star is in Jianxing. On the first and second days of the month, the emperor is Dahao and the god is Jumang. The insect is scaly. The note is horn, and the musical scale is Jiazhong. The number is eight. The taste is sour and the smell is rancid. The sacrifice is offered to the door and the spleen. The rain begins, the peach begins to bloom, the oriole sings, and the eagle turns into a dove. The emperor lives in the Qingyang Temple, rides on the Luan Road, drives the Canglong, carries the green flag, wears green clothes, wears Cangyu, eats wheat and sheep, and his utensils are sparse and clear.

Rebirth: A Woman Is Not Bad

The Money-obsessed Alchemist

Huan Xuan once climbed up to the southern tower of Jiangling City and said, "I want to write a eulogy for Wang Xiaobo now." He chanted and whistled for a long time, and then began to write. I took a moment to sit and write this eulogy.