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Zixia had just finished mourning and came to see me. I played the zither, but it didn't harmonize, and it didn't make any sound when I played it. He stood up and said, "I have not forgotten my grief. The ancient kings established the rites, and I dare not go beyond them."
When Wang Zijing was a few years old, he watched his fellow students playing Chupu. When he saw that there was a winner and a loser, he said, "The south wind does not compete." His disciples looked down on the boy and said, "This boy is also like looking at the leopard through a tube, and can only see a spot from time to time." Zi Jing glared at him and said, "I am ashamed of Xun Fengqian in the distance and Liu Zhenchang in the near!" Then he brushed his clothes and left.
Wang Gong was originally very affectionate with Wang Jianwu, but later they met Yuan Yue, which led to a rift between them. However, whenever I am in a good mood, I miss you. At that time, Gong once went to Xietang in Jingkou for a walk. At that time, the morning dew was flowing and the new tung trees were just beginning to bloom. Gong looked at them and said, "Wang Da is washing himself."
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.
Yuan Yang once visited Liu Hui, but Hui was sleeping inside and had not yet woken up. Yuan Yin composed a poem to tune it: "The horn pillow is as bright as the silk, and the brocade quilt is as rotten as the long mat." Liu Shang, the daughter of Emperor Ming of Jin, saw the poem and was dissatisfied, saying: "Yuan Yang, a madman left over from the ancient times!"
Therefore, in ancient times, women were married for three months before the ancestral temple was destroyed. They were taught in the palace, and after the ancestral temple was destroyed, they were taught in the clan, and taught about women's virtues, women's words, women's appearance, and women's achievements. After the teaching was completed, fish was used as the sacrifice, and it was stir-fried with duckweed, so that women were obedient.
Zixia had just finished mourning and came to see me. I played the zither, but it didn't harmonize, and it didn't make any sound when I played it. He stood up and said, "I have not forgotten my grief. The ancient kings established the rites, and I dare not go beyond them."
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