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If you mention the taboo of the king, you should stand up. If it is the same as the taboo of the king, you should call your name. Internal strife is not involved, and external threats are not avoided. Praise, the big line is called Gui. The Duke is nine inches, the Marquis and the Earl are seven inches, and the Zi and the Man are five inches. The width is three inches and the thickness is half an inch. On the top of the Yan, each inch and a half is jade. The algae has three colors and six grades. Ai Gong asked Zi Gao: "What is your food?" He replied: "I am the steward under Duke Wen."
Wang Zhongzu said of Yin Yuanyuan: "He is not better than others because of his strengths, but also because of his abilities."
Zengzi said: "When mourning, there is illness, eating meat and drinking wine, there must be the nourishment of plants and trees. It is called ginger and cinnamon."
During the funeral of Confucius, Gong Xichi wrote a memorial: decorating the coffin and the wall, setting up the bamboo and the shawl, which was Zhou; setting up the Chong, which was Yin; setting up the silk and the flag, which was Xia.
Zhi Gong loved cranes and lived in Shandong (Shanyin) Mountain. Someone left behind a pair of cranes. Soon, their wings grew large and they were ready to fly. Zhi felt sorry for it, so he clipped its wings. The crane could no longer fly, so it turned its wings and looked down, as if it was disappointed. Lin said: "Since you have the ability to soar into the sky, why would you be willing to be a plaything for people?" He raised the bird and let it fly away after its wings were fully grown.
In the first month of summer, the sun is in Bi, the sun sets in Yizhong, and the sun rises in Wunuzhong. The days are Bing and Ding. Its emperor is Yandi, and its god is Zhurong. Its insect is feather. Its note is Zheng, and its rhythm is Zhongl眉. Its number is seven. Its taste is bitter, and its smell is burnt. Its offering is to the stove god, and its lung is sacrificed. Crickets chirp, earthworms come out, king melons grow, and bitter herbs bloom. The emperor lives in the left side of the 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 rough.
When Wang Changshi and Liu Zhen met again after a long separation, Wang said to Liu, "You have made more progress." Liu replied, "It is just like the sky is high above me."
Wang Rong lost his son Wanzi. Shan Jian went to visit him, and the king was overwhelmed with grief. Jian said, "How could the thing in the child's arms be like this?" The king said, "The sages are oblivious to emotions, and the lowest among the poor are not even capable of emotions. Emotions are focused on people of our generation." Jian was convinced by his words and felt even more sad.
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