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The Unstoppable Mr. Bo

In mourning, one should only look at the deceased but not answer; in mourning of the same age, one should answer but not speak; in mourning of the great merit, one should speak but not discuss; in mourning of the minor merit, one should discuss but not enjoy music. This is the expression of grief in speech.

Baby, you will be addicted

In the last month of autumn, the sun is in Fang, the sun is in the sky at dusk, and the sun is in the willow at dawn. The days are Geng and Xin. The emperor is Shaohao, and the god is Rushou. The insect is Mao. The sound is Shang, and the scale is Wushe. The number is nine. The taste is spicy and the smell is fishy. The gate is worshipped with liver. Wild geese come as guests, and wine goes into the water and becomes clams. The chrysanthemum has yellow flowers, and the jackal sacrifices animals and kills birds. The emperor lives in the right side of the general chapter, rides on the military road, drives a white camel, carries a white flag, wears white clothes, and wears white jade. He eats hemp and dog, and his utensils are thin and deep.

I am the Happy Emperor

Duke Zhuang of Lu and the people of Song fought at Chengqiu. Xian Benfu drove the chariot, and Bu Guo was on the right. The horses were frightened and defeated, and the Duke's army was in retreat. The assistant charioteer gave reins. The Duke said, "It's the last divination." Xian Benfu said, "You won't be defeated in the future, but you are defeated now. You are not brave." So he died. The groom was bathing the horse, and a stray arrow hit the white flesh. The Duke said, "It's not his fault." So he wrote a eulogy for him. The scholars started to write eulogies from this time.

Sweetheart at home

Mr. Xia, please be sweeter

Emperor Wu of Wei once passed by the Cao'e stele, and Yang Xiu followed him. On the back of the stele there was an inscription of eight characters: "young woman with yellow silk, grandson Jue". Wei Wu asked Xiu, "Do you understand it?" Xiu replied, "I understand." Wei Wu said, "You can't tell me yet. Let me think about it." After walking for thirty miles, Wei Wu said, "I have figured it out." He asked Xiu to write down what he had learned. Xiu said: "Yellow silk is colored silk, and the word for it is absolutely perfect. Young woman is a young girl, and the word for it is wonderful. Grandson is a girl, and the word for it is good. Juejiu is suffering, and the word for it is words. This is what is called 'absolutely wonderful and good words'." Wei Wu also memorized it, and he agreed with Xiu, so he sighed and said: "I am not as talented as you, and I feel thirty miles behind."

I'm actually a Taoist priest.

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