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In the last month of spring, the sun is in the stomach, the sunset is in the middle of the seven stars, and the dawn is in the middle of the morning star. It is the day of Jia and Yi. Its emperor is Dahao, and its god is Ju Mang. Its insect is scale. Its sound is Jiao, and its musical scale is Gu Xi. Its number is eight. Its taste is sour, and its smell is rancid. Its offering is to the door, and the first spleen. The tung tree begins to bloom, the field mouse turns into a quail, the rainbow begins to appear, and the duckweed begins to grow. The emperor lives in Qingyang Youge, rides on the Luan Road, drives the Canglong, carries the green flag, wears green clothes, and wears Cangyu. He eats wheat and sheep, and his utensils are sparse and clear.
The three vehicles of Buddhism had stagnant meanings, and Zhi Daolin divided and judged them, making the three vehicles clear. Everyone who was sitting down and listening said that it was understandable. Sit down under the branch and talk to yourself. You will get two at the right time, but if you get three, it will be chaotic. Although Yi's disciples today have passed on the teachings, they still cannot fully understand them.
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