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The Survival Notes of a Firstborn Daughter

Aigong said, "May I ask about Confucian conduct." Confucius replied, "I can't finish counting them all. If I count them all, I will stay. I can't finish them even if I change my servant."

Dr. Chu, please give me your guidance for the rest of my life.

Someone asked: "What is the cane for?" The answer is: a filial son who has lost his parents cries countless times, serves for three years, and becomes sick and thin, so he uses a cane to support the sick. If the father is still alive, he dare not use a cane, because the respected person is still alive; he does not use a cane in the hall, because he avoids the respected person's place; he does not rush in the hall, because he is not in a hurry. This is the will of a filial son, the reality of human nature, and the principle of etiquette and righteousness. It does not come from heaven or earth, but is just human nature.

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Wei Jiangzhou is in Xunyang. Some people knew that an old friend had gone there, but they did not take care of him. They only gave him one pound of "Wangbuliuxing" as a reward. After receiving the supplies, this man ordered his carriage to proceed. Li Hongfan heard about it and said, "My uncle is mean and he is using plants and trees as slaves."

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The Unfeeling Tyrant: The Cold Concubine Is Still Enchanting

Xie Youyu said to Zhou Hou: "You are like a tree of the altar. From a distance, you can see it is majestic and touching the blue sky. But when you look at it closely, you can see that its roots are supported by foxes, and there is nothing but chaos below!" He replied: "The branches are touching the blue sky, but that does not make you feel high; the foxes are making a mess below, but that does not make you feel dirty. You are protecting the chaos, so how can you boast of yourself?"

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They seek but cannot find him, they enter the door but cannot see him, they go up to the hall but cannot see him, they enter the room but cannot see him. He is gone, he is dead! He can never be seen again! Therefore, they cry and dance, and stop when they have exhausted their grief. Their hearts are sad and sorrowful, they are confused and angry, their hearts are broken and their wills are sad. They offer sacrifices to the ancestral temples and offer sacrifices to the ghosts, hoping that they will return.