青娱网

The rest of my life

Central Earth. Its day is Wu Ji. Its emperor is Huangdi, and its god is Hou Tu. Its insect is naked, its tone is Gong, and its musical note is the palace of Huangzhong in the musical scale. Its number is five. Its taste is sweet, and its smell is fragrant. Its shrine is Zhongliu, and it is used to sacrifice to the ancestors. The emperor lives in the great temple and the great room, rides on the great road, drives a yellow horse, carries a yellow flag, wears a yellow robe, and wears yellow jade. He eats millet and cattle, and his utensils are round and wide.

Official, please return to secular life

When hearing about the death, one cannot go to the funeral, so he cries to the utmost; when asked why, he cries to the utmost again. Then he takes his seat, ties his hair and exposes his clothes, dances, and wears a sash and a belt to take his seat, bows to the guest and returns to his seat, dances. When the guest leaves, the host bows and sees him off outside the door, and returns to his seat; if there are guests who arrive later, he bows to them and dances, and sees them off as before. When he cries again, he ties his hair and exposes his clothes, dances. When he cries for the third time, he ties his hair and exposes his clothes again and dances. After three days, he is in mourning. After the fifth time, he bows to the guest and sees him off as before. If he returns after the funeral, When the host goes to the tomb, he cries and dances, pulls his hair to the east and exposes his mourning clothes, bows to the guests and dances, sends the guests back to their seats, cries and mourns until he has finished his work, then removes his clothes, and does not cry at home. The host does not change his clothes when treating the host, cries with him, and does not dance. From the age of mourning below, the difference is that he does not wear mourning clothes.

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I sell Yang Qi in Shanhai

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Sun Xinggong said: "Three capitals and two capitals, the Five Classics are preached."

The wind told me you had been here

The general said to Youjun: "You are my good son, no less than Ruan Zhubu."