刮伦小说200目录合集

Nothing can compare to you

When Emperor Ming of Jin was a few years old, he sat on Emperor Yuan's lap. Someone came from Chang'an, and Emperor Yuan asked about the news from Luoxia, and burst into tears. Emperor Ming asked why he was crying. I told him my intention to cross the river to the east. He then asked Emperor Ming, "How far do you think Chang'an is compared to the sun?" He replied, "The sun is far away. Haven't you heard that people come from the side of the sun? How can you know it?" Emperor Yuan was surprised. Tomorrow I will gather all the ministers for a banquet, inform them of this intention, and ask them again. He replied, "The sun is near." The Yuan Emperor was dismayed and asked, "Why do you say something different from what you said yesterday?" He replied, "I can see the sun but not Chang'an."

The King of Steamed Buns Arrives

When Sun Xinggong finished writing Tiantai Fu, he showed it to Fan Rongqi and said, "Try throwing it on the ground. It should make the sound of metal and stone." Fan said, "I'm afraid your metal and stone are not the middle tone of Gong Shang!" However, every time he came up with a good line, he would say, "It should be the language of our generation."

Sign in with a richest godmother at the beginning

The small burial is inside the house, and the big burial is in the east. The king uses bamboo mats, the senior officials use cattail mats, and the scholars use reed mats. Small burial: cloth twisted, one shrunken and three horizontal. The king has a brocade quilt, the senior officials have a white quilt, and the scholars have a black quilt, all one. The clothes are nineteen pieces, the king displays the clothes in the east of the order; the senior officials and scholars display the clothes in the room; all have the west collar and the north. Twisted and spun silk are not in the list. Big burial: cloth twisted, three shrunken and five horizontal, cloth and spun silk quilts. The king, the senior officials and scholars have one. The king displays his clothes in the courtyard, with a hundred pieces, and the north collar goes up to the west; the senior officials display their clothes in the east of the order, with fifty pieces, and the west collar goes up to the south; the scholars display their clothes in the east of the order, with thirty pieces, and the west collar goes up to the south. The twisted silk is like the court dress, twisted into three pieces, without opening, and silk is five pieces, without tucks. The clothes for the small burial are not turned upside down. The king has no tucks, and the senior officials and scholars finish the sacrificial clothes of the host; the clothes of relatives are not displayed immediately after receiving them. For the small burial, the king, the senior officials and scholars all use double clothes and double quilts; for the large burial, the king, the senior officials and scholars have no number of sacrificial clothes. The king has pleated clothes and pleated quilts, and the senior officials and scholars are the same as the small burial. The robe must have a cover, not a fold, and the clothes must have a skirt, which is called a one-piece. All clothes are filled in the box, and those who take the clothes also go up with the box, and those who go down from the west steps. All clothes are displayed without bending, and they are not allowed to be put in unless they are arranged in a row, and silk and linen are not allowed to be put in.

The Legend of Emperor Tianxuan

Gu Changkang worshipped Huan Xuanwu's tomb and composed a poem: "The mountains collapsed and the seas dried up, where will the fish and birds go?" Someone asked him: "You relied on Huan so much, can you see your crying?" Gu said: "My nose is like a wide wind, and my eyes are like a river bursting." Someone else said: "My voice is like thunder that breaks the mountain, and my tears are like a river pouring into the sea."

The Money-Making Tycoon

　　A guest once asked Chen Jifang, "What merits and virtues did your lord Taiqiu have to deserve such high reputation?" Jifang replied, "My lord is like a laurel tree growing on the edge of Mount Tai, which is ten thousand feet high and unfathomably deep. It is moistened by the sweet dew above and moistened by the deep spring below. At that time, how could the laurel tree know the height of Mount Tai and the depth of the deep spring? It didn't know whether it had merits or not!"

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