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He is the glimmer of my life

When Chen Yuanfang lost his father, he cried and mourned until his body became emaciated. His mother felt sorry for him and secretly covered him with a brocade quilt. Guo Linzong came to express his condolences and saw him, and said to him, "You are a talented person in the country, and a role model for the whole country. How can you mourn with a brocade quilt covering you? Confucius said, 'To wear brocade and to eat rice, what good will it do you?' I will not accept it!" He threw away his clothes and left. From then on, no guests came for a hundred days.

Mulin

I am really not Long Aotian

Mian: Take the meat of cattle, sheep and pig, cut it into small pieces, and add rice; two parts rice and one part meat, and fry them together as bait.

Travel through ancient times to survive

The hemp of the mourning clothes is the same as the hemp of the mourning clothes. The hemp of the mourning clothes is the same as the hemp of the great merit. If the hemp is the same, they all wear it together. Those who report the funeral report the mourning clothes, and they cry for three months. The mourning clothes of parents are shared, and those who are buried first do not mourn and are buried, and wait for the funeral. At the funeral, they wear mourning clothes.

Wan Dao Emperor

Wei Wu had a prostitute whose voice was the most noble, but whose temperament was extremely evil. If you want to kill someone, you love his talent; if you want to place him, you cannot bear it. So he selected a hundred people and taught them all at the same time. After a while, there was another voice heard, and the evil person was killed.

Just to meet you in the best time

Yuan Hu was poor when he was young and once worked as a servant carrying rent for others. Xie Zhenxi was traveling by boat. That night the wind was clear and the moon was bright. He heard the sound of passengers reciting poems on a boat on the river bank, which was quite sentimental. The five-character verse he recited was something he had never heard before, and he could not stop admiring it. He immediately sent someone to interrogate him in detail, and it turned out that it was Yuan himself who was reciting the historical poem he had written. Therefore, they wanted each other and were greatly appreciated.