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When Lady Xie was teaching her son, she asked the tutor, "How come I didn't see you teaching my son for the first time?" The tutor replied, "I always teach my son myself."
Zijing wrote to Ziyou, saying "My brother and uncle are lonely and rarely get along, but when they drink, they get so drunk that they forget to go home, and that is something to be proud of."
Cai Shuzi said: "Although Han Kangbo has no backbone, he still has a strong character."
The etiquette for being a son is: be warm in winter and cool in summer, be alert at dusk and check on others in the morning, and do not argue with the ugly and the barbaric.
"Confucian scholars are approachable but not robbed; they can be approached but not forced; they can be killed but not humiliated. Their residence is not lewd, and their food is not humid; their mistakes can be slightly identified but not counted. There are such people who are resolute. Confucians have loyalty and trustworthiness as armor, propriety and righteousness as oars; they act with benevolence and live with righteousness. Even if there is a tyranny, they will not change their position. They are like this in their self-reliance.
Confucius was an orphan at a young age, and he did not know his tomb. He was buried at the intersection of Wufu. People who saw it all thought it was a funeral. His caution was probably a funeral.
Xie Lingyun liked to wear a hat with a curved handle. The hermit Kong said to him, "If you want to have lofty ambitions, why can't you forget the appearance of the curved hat?" Xie replied, "If you will not be afraid of your shadow, you will not be able to forget it."
After Huan Xuan was defeated, Yin Zhongwen continued to serve as an advisor to the Grand Marshal, and his attitude seemed to be different from before. In front of the Grand Marshal's Mansion, there is an old locust tree, which is very lush. On the first day of the month, Yin was listening with the crowd. He looked at the locust tree for a long time and sighed, "The locust tree is swaying, but there is no life left!"
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