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Snow Covered Old City

Zixia asked Confucius, "What should I do if I am the enemy of my parents?" Confucius said, "Sleep on straw and use dry wood as pillow, do not serve in the government, and do not share the world with them; if you meet them in the market, do not fight with them." He said, "What should I do if I am the enemy of my brothers?" Confucius said, "Serve in the government and do not share the country with them; if I am sent by the king, I will not fight with them even if I meet them." He said, "What should I do if I am the enemy of my uncle and brothers?" Confucius said, "If I am not the leader, if the host is capable, I will hold the weapon and accompany them behind."

Drunk with Lovesickness

In the last month of autumn, the sun is in Fang, the sun is in the sky at dusk, and the sun is in the willow at dawn. The days are Geng and Xin. The emperor is Shaohao, and the god is Rushou. The insect is Mao. The sound is Shang, and the scale is Wushe. The number is nine. The taste is spicy and the smell is fishy. The gate is worshipped with liver. Wild geese come as guests, and wine goes into the water and becomes clams. The chrysanthemum has yellow flowers, and the jackal sacrifices animals and kills birds. The emperor lives in the right side of the general chapter, rides on the military road, drives a white camel, carries a white flag, wears white clothes, and wears white jade. He eats hemp and dog, and his utensils are thin and deep.

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In this month, he orders the four supervisors to gather the fodder of the hundred counties to feed the sacrifices. He orders all the people to contribute their efforts to the gods of the heaven and earth, the mountains, the rivers, and the four directions, to worship the spirits of the ancestral temples and the land, and to pray for the blessings of the people. In this month, he orders women officials to dye and color, and to decorate and decorate according to the law, without any mistakes. Black, yellow, cang, and red must all be of good quality, and no one dares to be false, so as to provide clothes for the sacrifices in the suburbs and temples, as flags, and to distinguish the nobles and the humble.

From the past to now, who do you think I am?

Liu Ling wrote an ode to the virtue of drinking, expressing his feelings and emotions.

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The immortal's junior brother is as beautiful as a flower

There was a great historian in Wei named Liu Zhuang who was ill. The Duke said, "If the illness worsens, you must inform me even if you are supposed to offer sacrifices." The Duke bowed twice and asked for the corpse, saying, "There is a minister named Liu Zhuang, who is not my minister, but a minister of the state. I heard that he died, so I will go." He went without taking off his mourning clothes, and then wrapped him up. He gave him the name of the Qiu family in the city and the name of the Pan family in the county, and put it in the coffin, saying, "My descendants will be there for generations, and there will be no change."