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Zixia said: "The words are great! Beautiful! Magnificent! Is it all that is said?" Confucius said: "Why is it so? The gentleman's clothes still have five rises." Zixia said: "How is it?" Confucius said: "The music without sound, the spirit and will are not violated; the etiquette without form, the dignity and manners are slow; the mourning without clothes, the inner forgiveness is sad. The music without sound, the spirit and will are obtained; the etiquette without form, the dignity and manners are cautious; the mourning without clothes is applied to the four countries. The music without sound, the spirit and will are in accordance with; the etiquette without form, the upper and lower are in harmony; the mourning without clothes, to keep all nations. The music without sound is heard in all directions every day; the ritual without form is heard day by day; the mourning without mourning clothes is pure virtue and wisdom. The music without sound is aroused; the ritual without form is spread to the four seas; the mourning without mourning clothes is spread to Sun Tzu. "
Zhou Zhongzhi was drunk. He glared at Bo Ren and said, "You are not as talented as me, but you have gained such a great reputation!" After a moment, he raised a candle and threw it at Bo Ren. Boren laughed and said, "Anu's fire attack is definitely a bad idea!"
When Yu Zisong finished writing a fu, his follower Wenkang saw it and asked, "If there is intention, then it is not the end of fu; if there is no intention, then what is there to write about?" He replied, "It is somewhere between intention and no intention."
Gong Yin Shangyang and Chen Qiji chased Wu's army and caught up with them. Chen Qiji said to Gong Yin Shangyang: "It is the king's business, you can hold a bow in your hand." Holding a bow. "Shoot them." Shooting, killing one person, holding the bow. He caught another, called him, and killed two more. Every time he killed one person, he covered his eyes. He stopped his driver and said: "If you don't sit in the court, you won't be invited to the banquet. Killing three people is enough to return the fate." Confucius said: "There is also etiquette in killing people."
When Duke Huan of the Han Dynasty was on his northern expedition and passed through Jincheng, he saw the willows he had planted when he was in Langya, all of which were ten feet in circumference. He sighed and said, "If trees are like this, how can people bear it!" He climbed up the branches and held onto the twigs, tears streaming down his face.
In the second month of autumn, the sun is in Jiao, the sun is in the morning, and the sun is in the morning. The days are Geng and Xin, the emperor is Shaohao, and the god is Rushu. The insects are hair. The sound is Shang, and the rhythm is Zhongnan L眉. The number is nine. The taste is spicy and the smell is fishy. The sacrifice is at the gate, and the liver is sacrificed. The blind wind comes, the wild geese come, the black birds return, and the birds gather food. The emperor lives in the Zongzhang Temple, rides on the military road, drives a white camel, carries a white flag, wears white clothes, wears white jade, eats hemp and dog, and his utensils are thin and deep.
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