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Longevity is called death, and premature death is called misfortune.
Taoist Daoyi was fond of embellishing his words and sounds. He left the capital and returned to Dongshan, passing through Wuzhong. It started snowing soon after, but it wasn't very cold yet. The Taoists asked about the path they were on. Yi Gong said: "Wind and frost are not to be taken into account, but they are the first to gather the bleakness. The suburbs and towns are just beginning to fade, and the forests and mountains are already white."
In the way of learning, it is difficult to have a strict teacher. Only when the teacher is strict can the way be respected, and only when the way is respected can the people know to respect learning. Therefore, there are two things that the ruler should not be a servant to his ministers: when they are corpses, they should not be a servant, and when they are teachers, they should not be a servant. The etiquette of the university, even if it is issued to the emperor, does not face north; this is to respect the teacher.
The enemy of the father will not live under the same sky with him. The enemy of the brother will not fight back. Friends are from different countries. There are many fortifications in the suburbs, which is a disgrace to the nobles. The land is vast, but it is uncultivated, which is also a disgrace to the scholars.
When Huan Xuanwu died, Huan Nanjun was five years old and the mourning period had just ended. Huan's chariot and cavalry went to see off his former civil and military officials. He pointed to Nanjun and said, "These are all your family's former officials." Xuan responded by weeping loudly, and those around him were moved. The charioteer always looked at his own seat and said, "When Lingbao has grown up, this seat should be returned to him." He loved Ju more than his own son.
"Confucians do not serve the emperor above, nor do they serve the princes below; they are cautious and calm, and they value tolerance. They are strong and resolute in dealing with others, and they are knowledgeable and know how to obey. They are close to literature and sharpen their integrity. Even if the country is divided as a penny, they will not serve. This is their rule.
In the middle of summer, the sun is in the East Well, the sun sets in the middle of Kang, and the sun rises in the middle of Wei. The days are Bing and Ding. Its emperor is Emperor Yan, and its god is Zhurong. Its insect is feathered. Its sound is Zheng, and its rhythm is Ruibin. Its number is seven. Its taste is bitter, and its smell is burnt. Its offering is to the stove, and the lung is sacrificed first. When the Lesser Heat arrives, mantises are born. Cuckoos begin to sing, and the tongue is silent. The emperor lives in the Mingtang and the Taimiao, rides on a red road, drives a red horse, carries a red flag, wears red clothes, wears red jade, eats beans and chickens, and his utensils are high and rough. Raise strong and handsome.
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