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Cold Moon Supreme

When Zengzi was buried, he bathed in the cooking room. Great achievements were abandoned. Someone said: "For great merits, it is OK to recite."

Xiang Si Luo

Zhi Daoling created the Treatise on Color, and when it was completed, he showed it to Wang Zhonglang. Zhonglang was speechless. Zhi asked, "Can you understand it silently?" The king said, "Since there is no Manjusri, who can see and appreciate it?"

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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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Zi Zhang came to see me after he had removed his mourning clothes. He gave me a zither, and played it in harmony. He played it and made a sound. He stood up and said, "I dare not fail to follow the rites established by the ancient kings."

Heart Capture

Duke Xiang of Song buried his wife with a hundred jars of salted meat. Zeng Zi said, "Since it is said that the utensils are clear, it is also filled." At the funeral of Meng Xianzi, Si Tu Lu returned to Si Bu. The Master said, "Yes." Reading the 赐, Zengzi said, "It is not ancient, it is a second report." Cheng Zigao was ill in bed, and Qing Yi came in and asked, "Your illness has worsened. If it becomes a serious illness, what should I do?" Zigao said, "I have heard that life is beneficial to people, and death is not harmful to people. Even if I am not beneficial to people in life, can I harm people in death? When I die, choose a place where no food is eaten and bury me there."

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