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The years when I was in cahoots with the prince

In this month, the day is short. Yin and Yang are in conflict, and all living things are disturbed. Gentlemen should be vigilant and cover their bodies when they go. If you want to be at peace, you should avoid noise and sex, and restrain your desires. You should be at peace with your body and quiet in your affairs, waiting for the yin and yang to settle. The weeds begin to grow, the lychees emerge, the earthworms knot, the elk horns fall off, and the springs stir. When the day is short, you should cut down trees and take bamboo arrows.

Youth is only because of you

Sun Xiu hated Shi Chong for not giving Lu Zhu to her, and also regretted that Pan Yue did not treat her with courtesy in the past. Later, Xiu became the Minister of the Central Secretariat. Yue saw him in the palace and called out to him, "Mr. Sun, do you remember what happened in the past?" Xiu said, "I kept it in my heart. How could I forget it?" Yue then realized that he would not be able to escape. Later, Shi Chong and Ouyang Jianshi were captured, and Yue was captured on the same day. Shi was sent to the market first, but they didn't know each other either. When Pan arrived later, Shi said to Pan, "Anren, are you the same as him?" Pan said, "It can be said that 'we will share the same home when we are old'." Pan Jingu collected a poem and said, "I entrust my fate to my friend Shi, and we will share the same home when we are old." This is how the prophecy came true.

Carry a spring with you

When Du Qiao's mother died, there was no one in the palace, thinking it was a traitor. Confucius said, "When she died, she wore lamb fur and black hat, just change it." The Confucius did not mourn for lamb fur and black hat.

Second rank daughter

Tian Yuan Fu Fei

In the last month of spring, the sun is in the stomach, the sunset is in the middle of the seven stars, and the dawn is in the middle of the morning star. It is the day of Jia and Yi. Its emperor is Dahao, and its god is Ju Mang. Its insect is scale. Its sound is Jiao, and its musical scale is Gu Xi. Its number is eight. Its taste is sour, and its smell is rancid. Its offering is to the door, and the first spleen. The tung tree begins to bloom, the field mouse turns into a quail, the rainbow begins to appear, and the duckweed begins to grow. The emperor lives in Qingyang Youge, rides on the Luan Road, drives the Canglong, carries the green flag, wears green clothes, and wears Cangyu. He eats wheat and sheep, and his utensils are sparse and clear.

I have three thousand worlds

Grand Tutor Xie asked his sons and nephews, "Why do you want to make them good when you are involved in other people's affairs?" No one said anything. The charioteer answered, "It's like wanting orchids and jade trees to grow in the courtyard."