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In the last month of spring, the sun is in the stomach, the sunset is in the middle of the seven stars, and the dawn is in the middle of the morning star. It is the day of Jia and Yi. Its emperor is Dahao, and its god is Ju Mang. Its insect is scale. Its sound is Jiao, and its musical scale is Gu Xi. Its number is eight. Its taste is sour, and its smell is rancid. Its offering is to the door, and the first spleen. The tung tree begins to bloom, the field mouse turns into a quail, the rainbow begins to appear, and the duckweed begins to grow. The emperor lives in Qingyang Youge, rides on the Luan Road, drives the Canglong, carries the green flag, wears green clothes, and wears Cangyu. He eats wheat and sheep, and his utensils are sparse and clear.
Wang Jinglun was like his father in appearance and manner, and was appointed as Shizhong. He was also granted the title of Duke Huan, who entered through the main gate. Duke Huan looked at him and said, "The great slave has his own phoenix feathers."
Zhi Gong loved cranes and lived in Shandong (Shanyin) Mountain. Someone left behind a pair of cranes. Soon, their wings grew large and they were ready to fly. Zhi felt sorry for it, so he clipped its wings. The crane could no longer fly, so it turned its wings and looked down, as if it was disappointed. Lin said: "Since you have the ability to soar into the sky, why would you be willing to be a plaything for people?" He raised the bird and let it fly away after its wings were fully grown.
Wang Ziyou once traveled through Wuzhong and saw a scholar-official's house with some very fine bamboo. The master knew that Ziyou was going to go, so he swept the room and made preparations, and sat in the hearing room waiting for him. The king went straight to the bamboo grove and whistled for a long time. The Lord was disappointed, but still hoped that his message would work, so he wanted to go out. The host was so upset that he ordered his attendants to close the door and not let anyone in. The king gave this as a reward to the host, who stayed to stay, and left happily.
Zijing wrote to Ziyou, saying "My brother and uncle are lonely and rarely get along, but when they drink, they get so drunk that they forget to go home, and that is something to be proud of."
Pei Linggong looked at Xiahou Taichu: "He was solemn and awe-inspiring, like entering a temple. He did not practice respect but people showed respect to him." Yi said: "It was like entering an ancestral temple, where one could hear the sounds of ritual instruments. Seeing Zhong Shiji was like looking into an armory, where one could see spears and halberds. Seeing Fu Lanshuo was like looking at the Jiang Palace. Seeing a huge source on a mountain was like climbing a mountain and looking down, where it was deep and secluded."
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