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On the winter solstice, Zhou Boren's mother gave wine to her three sons and said, "I thought there was nowhere to go after crossing the river. Your family has a prime minister, and you all lined up before me, so what do I have to worry about?" Zhou Song stood up, knelt down and cried, "It's not as my mother said. Boren is ambitious but incompetent, famous but ignorant, and likes to take advantage of others. This is not the way to save himself. Song is a rebellious person and is not tolerated by the world. I am the only one who is idle and should be under my mother's eyes!"
Liu Ling wrote an ode to the virtue of drinking, expressing his feelings and emotions.
Confucians do not fall in poverty, do not bend in wealth, do not be ashamed of the king, do not burden the elders, and do not pity the officials, so they are called Confucians. Nowadays, people call them Confucians, which is absurd, and often criticize each other as Confucians. "
When hearing of the death of a brother, a great meritorious official or above shall go to the hometown of the deceased and cry. If the brothers who are accompanying the funeral cannot catch up, and meet the master on the road, they shall follow him to the grave. When the master's brother dies, even if he is a distant relative, Yuzhi.
Ritual: In the mourning of mourning with mourning clothes, one should only speak but not answer; in the mourning of mourning with mourning clothes, one should answer but not speak; in the mourning of great merit, one should speak but not discuss; in the mourning of small merit, one should discuss but not play music.
General Lu went to see Prime Minister Wang, who fed him with yogurt. Lu Huan then fell ill. Tomorrow I wrote to Wang Jian: "I ate a little too much cheese yesterday, and I was exhausted all night. Although I am from Wu, I am almost like a ghost."
Emperor Wen once ordered the King of Dong'e to compose a poem within seven steps. If he failed, he would be punished. He immediately composed a poem: "Cook the beans and make soup, strain the beans to make juice. The firewood is burning under the pot, and the beans are crying in the pot. We are from the same root, why are we so eager to harm each other?" The emperor looked deeply ashamed.
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