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The Lament of a Hooligan

In the second month of autumn, the sun is in Jiao, the sun is in the morning, and the sun is in the morning. The days are Geng and Xin, the emperor is Shaohao, and the god is Rushu. The insects are hair. The sound is Shang, and the rhythm is Zhongnan Lü. The number is nine. The taste is spicy and the smell is fishy. The sacrifice is at the gate, and the liver is sacrificed. The blind wind comes, the wild geese come, the black birds return, and the birds gather food. The emperor lives in the Zongzhang Temple, rides on the military road, drives a white camel, carries a white flag, wears white clothes, wears white jade, eats hemp and dog, and his utensils are thin and deep.

Rebirth of the Little Chef in the Farm

I want to watch the sunrise with you

Farmers' Counterattack Days

Wang Beizhonglang is not known to Lin Gong, so the discussion of the monks cannot be considered as the theory of high scholars.

After rebirth, I was tricked by the paranoid Fu Shao

The Xia Hou clan preferred black; for major funerals, the dusk was used, and for military affairs, the black horse was used for riding, and the black horse was used for sacrifice. The Yin people preferred white; for major funerals, the sun was at noon, and the Han was used for military affairs, and the white horse was used for sacrifice. The Zhou people preferred red; for major funerals, the sunrise was used, and the horse was used for military affairs, and the red horse was used for sacrifice.

Sir, I happen to like you

Duke Huan asked Huan Ziye: "Xie Anshi knew that Wan Shi would fail, why didn't he advise him?" Ziye replied: "So he should be difficult to offend!" Duke Huan said angrily: "Wan Shi is weak and ordinary, why is it difficult to offend Yan Yan?"