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Yuan Hu was poor when he was young and once worked as a servant carrying rent for others. Xie Zhenxi was traveling by boat. That night the wind was clear and the moon was bright. He heard the sound of passengers reciting poems on a boat on the river bank, which was quite sentimental. The five-character verse he recited was something he had never heard before, and he could not stop admiring it. He immediately sent someone to interrogate him in detail, and it turned out that it was Yuan himself who was reciting the historical poem he had written. Therefore, they wanted each other and were greatly appreciated.
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."
After Xie Zhonglang was defeated in Shouchun, he still asked for the jade stirrup before fleeing. When the Grand Tutor was in the army, he did not say anything about gain or loss. I still said, "Why should we bother with this now?"
Family mourners do not worry about where to live, and ruins do not endanger their bodies. Famished people do not worry about where to live, because there is no temple; ruins do not endanger their bodies, because there is no offspring.
Xie Huer said to Yu Daoji: "Don't talk to me, just build a strong city wall." Yu said: "If Wendu comes, I will fight him with a small army; if Kangbo comes, I will cross the river and burn the boats."
The Duke was granted the title of Yingqiu, and after five generations, they were all buried in Zhou. A gentleman said: "Enjoy what you have been born from, and do not forget your roots. An ancient person said: The fox dies at the head of a hill. This is benevolence."
King Wen of Jin had great merits and virtues, and he sat at the table with solemnity and respect, worthy of a king. Only Ruan Ji was sitting there, sitting cross-legged, whistling and singing, feeling relaxed and at ease.
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