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General Wang said of his son: "His spirit and appearance seem to be good."
When mourning clothes are worn, the crying is like going out but not turning back; the crying of mourning clothes is like going out and turning back; the crying of mourning clothes for the great merit is three bends and then folded; the mourning clothes for the small merit and the mourning clothes are acceptable. This is the expression of sorrow in the voice.
Yu Xiao once went out on an expedition to the west and has not returned yet. The woman's mother, Ruan, was Liu Wan'an's wife. She and her daughter went up to the city tower of Anling. Soon Yi returned, riding a fine horse and accompanied by a magnificent carriage. Ruan said to his daughter, "I heard that Yu Lang can ride, how could I meet him?" The woman told Yi, and Yi then opened the procession and rode his horse in the road. After two turns, he fell off his horse to the ground, but he looked calm.
When the emperor died, the first mourning ceremony was held for three days, the officials mourned for five days, the men and women in the country mourned for seven days, and the whole country mourned for three months. The people of Yu brought a hundred woods for sacrifices, and those who could make coffins were cut down; those who did not bring them were abolished and killed.
Xie Youyu said to Zhou Hou: "You are like a tree of the altar. From a distance, you can see it is majestic and touching the blue sky. But when you look at it closely, you can see that its roots are supported by foxes, and there is nothing but chaos below!" He replied: "The branches are touching the blue sky, but that does not make you feel high; the foxes are making a mess below, but that does not make you feel dirty. You are protecting the chaos, so how can you boast of yourself?"
Yin Hongyuan replied to Sun Xinggong's poem: "Let's play a song." Liu Zhenchang laughed at his clumsy words and asked: "What do you want to play?" Yin said: "(Mu Xi) La is also played, why do we need guns and bells?"
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