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Yan Ding was good at mourning: when he died, he was anxious as if he wanted to find it but couldn't get it; when he was buried, he looked around as if he wanted to follow but couldn't reach it; after the burial, he sighed as if he couldn't reach it and stopped.
Zhong Yu was a Huangmen Lang. He was alert and was at the banquet with King Jing. At that time, Xuanbo, the son of Chen Qun, and Yuanxia, 鈥嬧媡he son of Wu Zhou, were sitting together and they laughed at Yu. King Jing asked, "What kind of person is Gao Yao?" He replied, "He is a virtuous man in ancient times." Turning back to Xuanbo and Yuanxia, 鈥嬧媓e said, "A gentleman is inclusive but not partial, and he is a group but not a party."
Chen Lindao is on the west bank, and all the people in the city want to meet at Niuzhu. The arguments are so good that people want to discuss them together. Chen Yiruyi propped his cheek up, looked at Jilong Mountain and sighed, "Sun Bofu's ambitions have not been fulfilled!" So he couldn't sit still and talk.
When Ji Wuzi finished his bed, he found that Du Shi鈥檚 burial was under the west steps, and he asked for joint burial there, and he agreed. He entered the palace but did not dare to cry. Wuzi said, 鈥淛oint burial is not an ancient practice. It has not been changed since the time of Duke Zhou. I allow the big but not the small, why?鈥 He ordered him to cry.
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