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Yang Fu wrote a poem in praise of snow, which said: "It is transformed by the purity and diffused by the air. When it encounters an image, it can be bright, and when it is pure, it becomes radiant." Huan Yin then wrote on the fan.
Zhi Daolin first came from the east and lived in Dong'an Temple. Wang Changshi had a meticulous plan and had written a brilliant essay. When he talked with Zhi about it, he could not quite get along with him. Wang Xuzhi wrote several hundred words, claiming that they were full of famous theories and extraordinary writings. Zhi said slowly, "I have not seen you for many years, and you have made no progress in your righteousness." Wang was ashamed and left.
When Duke Huan was in Jingzhou, he wanted to influence the Jiang and Han rivers with his virtue, and was ashamed to use power and punishment to subdue people. The official was being beaten with a stick and was passing over the red-clothed man. Huan Shi was young and came from outside. He said, "I just passed by your Excellency and saw the clerk receiving a stick. The upper part touched the root of the cloud and the lower part touched the ground." His intention was not to criticize. Duke Huan said, "I am still worried about its severity."
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.
When Huan Nanjun was a child, he and his brothers raised geese and fought together. The geese in Nanjun were always inferior to him, and he was very angry. That night he went to the goose pen, took all the brothers' geese and killed them. At dawn, all the family members were frightened, thinking it was a strange thing, and they rode in a white carriage. The cavalry said, "There is nothing to be surprised about. It must be a joke from Nanjun!" When asked, it turned out to be true.
Then the bald people do not strip, the hunchbacks do not bare, and the lame people do not jump, not because they are not sad; if the body is sick, it is not suitable for the ritual. Therefore, it is said: the funeral ceremony is mainly about mourning. Women cry and mourn, beat their chests and feel sad; men cry and mourn, bow their heads and touch the ground, which is the extreme of sorrow.
When Dai Gong saw Master Lin's tomb, he said, "His virtues are not far away, but his legacy has already been etched. I hope his spirit will last forever, and not end with his luck!"
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