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A sunny and warm winter

Sun Xinggong said: "Pan's writing is shallow and pure, while Lu's writing is deep and messy."

The Savior

The sickly childhood sweetheart

Bo Gao died in Wei and went to Confucius. Confucius said: "Why should I cry? For my brothers, I cry in the temple; for my father's friends, I cry outside the temple gate; for my teacher, I cry in the bedroom; for my friends, I cry outside the bedroom door; for my acquaintances, I cry in the wild. In the wild, it is already distant; in the bedroom, it is already important. Since You Ci came to see me, I cried to Ci's family." Then he ordered Zigong to be the host and said: "If you come to cry for you, bow to him; if you know that Bo Gao came, don't bow."

There is an Inn in Heaven

"Confucians do not serve the emperor above, nor do they serve the princes below; they are cautious and calm, and they value tolerance. They are strong and resolute in dealing with others, and they are knowledgeable and know how to obey. They are close to literature and sharpen their integrity. Even if the country is divided as a penny, they will not serve. This is their rule.

My dear wife, be good!

In the middle of summer, the sun is in the East Well, the sun sets in the middle of Kang, and the sun rises in the middle of Wei. The days are Bing and Ding. Its emperor is Emperor Yan, and its god is Zhurong. Its insect is feathered. Its sound is Zheng, and its rhythm is Ruibin. Its number is seven. Its taste is bitter, and its smell is burnt. Its offering is to the stove, and the lung is sacrificed first. When the Lesser Heat arrives, mantises are born. Cuckoos begin to sing, and the tongue is silent. The emperor lives in the Mingtang and the Taimiao, rides on a red road, drives a red horse, carries a red flag, wears red clothes, wears red jade, eats beans and chickens, and his utensils are high and rough. Raise strong and handsome.

The Devil's Naughty Princess

When Pei Lang wrote "Yu Lin" (Words in the Forest), it was widely known far and wide when it first came out. At that time, young people all copied it and each had one. It is recorded that Wang Dongting wrote a poem "Presented to the King's Drunken Master" which was very talented and sentimental.