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Whenever a beautiful day came, those who crossed the river would invite each other to Xinting, borrow flowers and have a banquet. Duke Zhou sat down and sighed, "The scenery is the same, but the mountains and rivers are different!" They all looked at each other and shed tears. Only Prime Minister Wang's face changed with sorrow and he said, "We should work together to protect the royal family and recover the divine land. Why should we stand face to face with the prisoners of Chu?"
In the case of parents' funeral, after the funeral, people cry, and the pillars, lintels and screens are cut, and do not wear sackcloth or bees; after a period of time, a small funeral is held, people live in a whitened room, and sleep on mats; after another period of time, a big funeral is held, people live and sleep again; in the middle of the month, people mourn, and use a bed.
Xian Zi Suo said: "I heard that in ancient times, there was no decline, and the upper and lower classes each chose their relatives. Teng Bowen mourned for Menghu, his uncle; he mourned for Mengpi, his uncle." Hou Mu said: "Mourning, I heard from the county masters that mourning must be thought deeply and long, and the coffin should be changed inside and outside. I will do the same when I die." Zengzi said: "The corpse has not been decorated yet, so the hall is covered with curtains, and the burial is small and the curtains are clear." Zhongliangzi said: "The husband and wife are in chaos, so the hall is covered with curtains, and the burial is small and the curtains are clear." For the small burial, Ziyou said: "In the east." Zengzi said: "In the west, the mat is gathered." The small burial was in the west, which was a loss in the late Lu ritual. Xianzi said, "The mourning clothes and skirts are not ancient." Zi Pu died, and the weeping people cried out. Zi Gao said, "This is wild." The weeping people changed.
When Wang Xun was ill, he asked Wang Wugang, "Who do people compare my army to?" Wugang replied, "People compare me to Wang Beizhonglang." Dongting turned around and lay facing the wall, sighing, "People cannot live forever!"
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