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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."

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