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A filial son will not obey the dark, will not take on dangerous tasks, for fear of humiliating his parents. While parents are alive, do not allow friends to die. No private property.
Honglu Qing Kong Qun loved drinking. Prime Minister Wang said, "Why do you ask about drinking? Haven't you seen wine shops cover their wine jars with cloth, which have been rotten for years?" Qun said, "If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have seen rotten meat, which would have made it last longer." Qun once wrote to his relatives and friends, "This year I got 700 hu of sorghum from my fields, but I didn't have time to make glutinous rice."
In the last month of summer, the sun is in the willow, the fire is in the dusk, and the Kui is in the morning. The days are Bing and Ding. Its emperor is Yan Emperor, and its god is Zhurong. Its insects are feathers. Its sound is Zheng, and its rhythm is Lin Zhong. Its number is seven. Its taste is bitter, and its smell is burnt. Its offering is to the stove and the lungs. The warm wind begins to arrive, crickets live on the wall, eagles learn, and rotten grass becomes fireflies. The emperor resides in the right side of Mingtang, rides on a red road, drives a red horse, carries a red flag, wears a red robe, and wears red jade. He eats beans and chickens, and his utensils are high and coarse. He orders fishermen to kill dragons and catch alligators, and climb turtles and catch sea turtles. He orders marsh people to collect wood and reeds.
Chu Taifu went south, Sun Changle saw it in the ship, and Liu Zhen long died, Sun slugged, because of sarcasm said: "People's clouds perish, the country is exhausted."
Sun Xinggong said: "Pan's writing is like a piece of brocade, and everything is good; Lu's writing is like separating gold from sand, and treasures are often found."
Du Hongzhi's tomb collapsed, and his expression was so sad that it was beyond description. Yu Gong turned to his guests and said, "Hongzhi is very weak, so we should not mourn for him." He also said, "Hongzhi's crying should not be mourned."
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