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Confucius got up early, put his hands behind his back and dragged his stick, and swayed at the door, singing, "Is Mount Tai collapsing? Is the beam breaking? Is the philosopher withering?" After singing, he went in and sat in front of the door. Zigong heard it and said, "If Mount Tai collapses, where can I look up? If the beam breaks and the philosopher withers, where can I go? Master, I am afraid you will be ill." Then he hurried in. The Master said, "Ci! Why are you so late? The Xia emperor was buried on the east steps, which was like being in the east; the Yin people buried between the two pillars, which meant that they were flanked by the host and the guest; the Zhou people buried on the west steps, which was like being the guest. And I am a Yin person. Last night, I dreamed that I was sitting and lying between the two pillars. If a wise king does not rise, who in the world can respect me? I am about to die." He died after seven days of illness.

It turns out it's too late

　　When Fan Xuan was eight years old, he was picking vegetables in the back garden and accidentally injured his finger and started crying loudly. Someone asked, "Are you in pain?" He replied, "It's not pain, I just dare not damage my body or hair, that's why I'm crying!" Xuan Jie was a frugal person, so when Han Yuzhang gave him a hundred pieces of silk, he refused to accept them. He reduced the amount by fifty pieces, but still refused to accept it. In this way, he reduced it by half, until it reached one horse, but he never accepted it again. The Queen of Han was riding in the same carriage with Fan. The Queen cut two feet of flesh in the carriage and gave it to Fan, saying, "Would anyone rather let his wife be without a scarf?" Fan laughed and accepted it.

Last night, spring breeze

The roars of Ruan's infantrymen could be heard from hundreds of steps away. In Mount Sumen, a true man suddenly appeared, and the woodcutters all told about him. Ruan Ji went to see, and saw the man hugging his knees beside a rock. Ji climbed the ridge to meet him, and they sat cross-legged facing each other. Ji discussed the history of the past, and explained the mysterious and quiet ways of Huang and Nong, and examined the beauty of the great virtues of the Three Dynasties. When asked about it, he did not respond. He then recounted the teachings of action, the techniques of settling the mind and guiding the qi, and watched him. He was just the same as before, staring intently without moving. Ji Yin let out a long whistle in response. After a long time, he smiled and said, "You can do it again." Ji whistled again. When his intention was exhausted, he retreated and returned halfway up the mountain. He then heard a sound from above, like the sound of drums played by several tribes, echoing through the woods and valleys. He looked back and then howled at the people.

Emperor Star Tomb

After I was possessed by billions of true qi

There is a glimmer of light where the birds fly by

During the funeral of Confucius, Gong Xichi wrote a memorial: decorating the coffin and the wall, setting up the bamboo and the shawl, which was Zhou; setting up the Chong, which was Yin; setting up the silk and the flag, which was Xia.