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Focus on Life and Death

Yin Jingzhou had some knowledge and wrote a fu, which was similar to Shu Xi's slow play. Yin thought he was talented and said to Wang Gong, "I just saw a new article, it's very interesting." He then took it out of the handkerchief box. When the king read it, Yin couldn't help laughing. After the king had looked at it, he neither laughed nor expressed his likes or dislikes. He just pasted it with his wish. Yin felt lost.

Lovely Wife

A gentleman returns to the ancient times and never forgets where he was born. Therefore, he shows respect, expresses affection, and works hard to repay his parents, and dares not fail to do his best. Therefore, in the past, the emperor cultivated a thousand acres, wore a crown with red ribbons, and personally held a plow. The princes cultivated a hundred acres, wore a crown with blue ribbons, and personally held a plow to worship the heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, the altar, and the ancients, and made a rich variety of wine and cheese, and took them there, which was the highest respect.

I want to go to the ninth heaven

In the second month of autumn, the sun is in Jiao, the sun is in the morning, and the sun is in the morning. The days are Geng and Xin, the emperor is Shaohao, and the god is Rushu. The insects are hair. The sound is Shang, and the rhythm is Zhongnan Lü. The number is nine. The taste is spicy and the smell is fishy. The sacrifice is at the gate, and the liver is sacrificed. The blind wind comes, the wild geese come, the black birds return, and the birds gather food. The emperor lives in the Zongzhang Temple, rides on the military road, drives a white camel, carries a white flag, wears white clothes, wears white jade, eats hemp and dog, and his utensils are thin and deep.

The Otherworld

Xie Youyu said: "My friend Wang Meizi is clear and fluent, Ji Yanzu is broad-minded, elegant and profound, and Dong Zhongdao is outstanding and well-mannered."

My father-in-law is the Five Mountains Sword Master

Good morning, Mr. Jin!

Confucian scholars are entrusted with money and drowned in pleasure. They do not lose their righteousness when they see profit; they are robbed by people and discouraged by soldiers. They do not change their principles when they see death; they are like prey and insects, not brave, and they do not consider their strength when they pull heavy tripods; they do not regret the past and do not worry about the future; they do not repeat their mistakes and do not spread rumors; they do not break their power and do not practice their plans. There are such people who are unique.