成人app永久vip破解版

Bad Talent

Lapis Lazuli Shield

The so-called self-cultivation is to regulate one's family. One should avoid what one loves, avoid what one despises, avoid what one fears, avoid what one pities, and avoid what one is lazy about. Therefore, there are few people in the world who know the evil of what one likes and the beauty of what one hates. Therefore, there is a proverb: "No one knows the evil of his son, and no one knows the greatness of his seedling. "This means that if you do not cultivate yourself, you cannot manage your family.

Traveling back to ancient times to become a programmer

When Wang Zijing was a few years old, he watched his fellow students playing Chupu. When he saw that there was a winner and a loser, he said, "The south wind does not compete." His disciples looked down on the boy and said, "This boy is also like looking at the leopard through a tube, and can only see a spot from time to time." Zi Jing glared at him and said, "I am ashamed of Xun Fengqian in the distance and Liu Zhenchang in the near!" Then he brushed his clothes and left.

Stewardess Diary

When attending the funeral of a father, the hair is tied up in front of the hall, the clothes are exposed, the body is lowered and the clothes are covered with a white cloth. When attending the funeral of a mother, the hair is not tied up, the clothes are exposed in front of the hall, the clothes are lowered and the clothes are covered with a white cloth. After the clothes are covered and the clothes are covered, the crying stops. Cry five times and expose the clothes three times in three days. If the wife is not the descendant of the uncle, the aunt will do a small sacrifice for her.

I change the system every 30 days

When Yu Zisong finished writing a fu, his follower Wenkang saw it and asked, "If there is intention, then it is not the end of fu; if there is no intention, then what is there to write about?" He replied, "It is somewhere between intention and no intention."

Love is so simple

In the last month of summer, the sun is in the willow, the fire is in the dusk, and the Kui is in the morning. The days are Bing and Ding. Its emperor is Yan Emperor, and its god is Zhurong. Its insects are feathers. Its sound is Zheng, and its rhythm is Lin Zhong. Its number is seven. Its taste is bitter, and its smell is burnt. Its offering is to the stove and the lungs. The warm wind begins to arrive, crickets live on the wall, eagles learn, and rotten grass becomes fireflies. The emperor resides in the right side of Mingtang, rides on a red road, drives a red horse, carries a red flag, wears a red robe, and wears red jade. He eats beans and chickens, and his utensils are high and coarse. He orders fishermen to kill dragons and catch alligators, and climb turtles and catch sea turtles. He orders marsh people to collect wood and reeds.