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They seek but cannot find him, they enter the door but cannot see him, they go up to the hall but cannot see him, they enter the room but cannot see him. He is gone, he is dead! He can never be seen again! Therefore, they cry and dance, and stop when they have exhausted their grief. Their hearts are sad and sorrowful, they are confused and angry, their hearts are broken and their wills are sad. They offer sacrifices to the ancestral temples and offer sacrifices to the ghosts, hoping that they will return.
When Gao Zigao was mourning his parents, he cried blood for three years and never showed his teeth. Gentlemen thought it was difficult.
In this month, do not drain rivers and lakes, do not drain ponds, and do not burn mountains and forests. The emperor will break the ice with fresh lambs and offer them to the sleeping temples first. On the first day of Ding, the emperor will order the music director to practice dancing and release vegetables. The emperor will lead the three dukes, nine ministers, princes, and officials to personally watch. On the second day of Ding, he will order the music director to learn dancing. In this month, sacrifices are not used, but jade and jade are used, and leather coins are replaced.
A child cried when his mother died. Confucius said, "It is sad, but it is difficult to continue. The ritual is to be passed on and to be continued. Therefore, there are rules for crying and dancing."
When Wei Xima was about to cross the river, he looked miserable and said to his attendants, "Seeing this vast expanse of land, I feel overwhelmed with emotions. If I still have feelings, who can stop me from feeling this way?"
He Qiao was a very frugal person. His family had a lot of lychees that he liked. When Wang Wuzi asked for them, he gave him no more than a few dozen. Wang Wuzi, because he was honest, led the young men who could eat it, went to the garden with axes, and after they had eaten their fill, they chopped down the trees and sent a cartload of branches to Hegong. He asked, "How do you compare to me, Li?" After getting the answer, he just smiled.
Zixia asked the Master, "Live in the funeral of your mother and wife." "Live, talk, eat and drink."
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