Text/Wang Qin
Tai Shi Gong said: "King Gaiwen performed "Zhou Yi"; Zhongni'er wrote "Spring and Autumn"; Qu Yuan exiled, Naifu "Leaving Sorrow"; Zuo Qiu was blind, and he had "Chinese"; Sun Tzu was blind, and the "Art of War" was revised; Bu Wei Qianshu, the hereditary "Lü Lan"; Han Fei imprisoned Qin, "Speaking of Difficulties", "Lonely Anger"; "Poems" three hundred, the works of the Great Bottom Sages who were angry" also. The sound is not small and not heard, and the line is not hidden and invisible. Jade is in the mountains and the grass is moist, and the pearls are born and the cliffs do not dry.
Qin Shao is talented by a little, and has no superhuman strategy, relying on thin skills to bless, in order to be cautious about receiving things. However, there is no sense of arrogance, and the jaw cannot be avoided. Last year' autumn, if the order is idle, if the nine cattle die a dime, why is it different from the ants? Fortunately, I have a series of leisure books "Taiyuan Ancient City Gate" and "Bridge on the Fenhe River". This summer's reinstatement, although a little happy, weak, what to say?
As the saying goes, "Who did it?" Why listen? "Gai Zhongzi died during the period, and Bo Ya never returned to the drum and piano for life." Why? Soldiers are used for those who know themselves, and women are pleasing to themselves. What is a taxi? Cultivators, the runes of wisdom; the givers, the benevolent ends; the givers, the righteous; the disgraceful, the courageous; the famous, the extreme. The scholar has these five, and then he can be entrusted to the world and listed in the forest of gentlemen.
Every time you think about it, you are ashamed. In the world, nine times out of ten people are unsatisfactory. Man is inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than Hong Mao, and the use of the trend is also different. The tiger is in the deep mountains, the hundred beasts are terrified, and in the midst of the threshold, they wag their tails and ask for food, and the accumulation of power is gradually also. If you do not ascend a mountain, you do not know the height of the sky; if you do not come to a deep stream, you do not know the thickness of the earth. In the midst of the pungent hemp, it is not straight; the white sand is in nirvana, and it is black. The pure one purifies himself, and the turbid one self-turbid, how can it be confused?
At the beginning of the new year, counting in the spring, thinking of good sentences, crows and cicadas noisy what do I do? Plot in the week, become in the fine. Aneng...!