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Pure color morning light

All the wise men in the forest have talented sons. Ji Zihun has a broad mind. Kang Zishao is clear, elegant and upright. Tao Zijian, unobstructed and simple. Xian Zizhan, a wise man with far-reaching ambitions. I look forward to my younger brother Fu, who is cheerful and has left many things unseen. Xiuzi is pure, respectful, and kind, and she is also a clear and pure person. There are thousands of Rongzi, and they all have the potential to achieve great things, but their growth is not yet complete. Only Lingzi is unknown. Among all these scholars, only Zhan was the best, and Shao and Jian were also highly respected in the world.

No regrets

After the second marriage

　　When Xie Renzu was eight years old, Xie Yuzhang was about to see off a guest. At that time, he had already attained enlightenment from his words and entered the upper stream. Everyone sighed and said, "He is the younger Yan Hui sitting here." King Renzu said, "Without Ni Fu sitting here, how can we distinguish Yan Hui?"

Zhang Yunlei - How Can You Live Without Me

When Wang Rong was seven years old, he used to play with other children. Look at the roadside plum trees with many fruits on their branches. All the children rushed to get it, but Rong did not move. When people asked him about it, he replied, "The tree grows by the road and has many fruits. It must be bitter plums." I picked them and found them to be true.

The Supreme King of the City

Lu Ji went to see Wang Wuzi. Wang Wuzi placed several hu of goat cheese in front of him and pointed it out to Lu, saying, "How can you, Jiangdong, compete with this?" Lu Ji replied, "We have a thousand-mile radish soup, but we haven't added any salt or fermented black beans!"

I like you quietly like this

In the funeral of a king, if there is no small burial, he will leave as a guest of the duke; in the funeral of an official, if there is no small burial, he will leave at the order of the king; in the funeral of a scholar, he will leave without burial for an official. Whenever the host leaves, he goes barefoot, with his hem tied to his waist and his heart beat, and descends from the west steps. The king bows to the guest of state and the minister of honor at his seat; the minister, at the king's order, meets him outside the bedroom door; the messenger goes up to the hall to tell the death, and the host bows below; the scholar cries with the minister in person; he does not go against the door, the lady goes out for the lady of the king, the lady goes out for the lady's order, and the scholar's wife should not be buried, so the lady goes out.