性色小说

Devil President, get out of the way!

The word "shooting" means to "yi", or to "she". Yi means to yi, each one's own will. Therefore, if one's mind is calm and the body is upright, one should hold the bow and arrow firmly; if one holds the bow and arrow firmly, one will hit the target. Therefore, it is said: A father should aim at his father's swan; a son should aim at his son's swan; a monarch should aim at his monarch's swan; a minister should aim at his minister's swan. Therefore, each archer shoots his own swan. Therefore, the great archery of the emperor is called "shooting marquis"; shooting marquis means shooting for the princes. If you hit the target, you can become a vassal; if you miss the target, you cannot become a vassal.

Taoyuan Farmhouse Daily Life

When Zigong asked about mourning, Confucius said, "Respect is the best, grief is the next, and thinness is the worst. The color of the face reflects the feelings; the sorrowful expression reflects the clothes." When asked about the mourning of brothers, Confucius said, "The mourning of brothers is recorded in the books and strategies. "A gentleman does not take away the mourning of others, nor should he take away his own mourning. Confucius said: "Shaolian and Dalian are good at mourning. They do not get tired for three days and do not stop for three months. They are sad for a long time and worried for three years. They are the sons of Dongyi. ”

Life after returning to the city

The prime of life is back

Little female Taoist priest

When Kang Sengyuan first crossed the river, no one knew him, so he kept going around the markets begging for money to support himself. Suddenly he went to Yinyuan's Xu, where there were guests. Yin asked him to sit down and chatted with him, and then talked about morality. I have never been ashamed of my words and expressions. Get a rough idea and go to visit. From this I know it.

Made in Hollywood

Wang Ziyou left the capital and was still at the foot of the islet. I had heard before that Huan Ziye was good at playing the flute, but we didn't know each other. The king met Huan passing by on the shore while he was in the boat. A passenger who recognized him said, "This is Huan Ziye." The king then sent someone to tell him, "I heard that you are good at playing the flute. Please try to play it for me." Huan was already noble and prominent at that time. He had always heard of the king's name, so he got off the car, sat on a Hu bed, and played three tunes for him. After finishing, he got in the car. The host and the guest did not exchange a single word.