Xi An Weng especially likes reading books. Once he knows that others have good rare books of ancient books, he will borrow them at once. He decorated his hut, lived alone, lit an incense burner on the table, put a bottle of water, and copied the borrowed books in the morning and evening. However, An Weng is ambitious and ashamed that he failed to do something in time. When he heard the autumn wind, he couldn't help being infected by the bleak. He immediately threw away his pen, stood up and walked around the room. He calmed down and continued to copy books, and finally he was depressed at home. Yongzheng died in four years and was buried in Huangshan Mountain. Xi An Weng has a son and three daughters, and his descendants are all poor, so his grave has not been repaired and dilapidated, and there are few trees planted around it, and later generations rarely go to worship, but the books copied by Xi An Weng during his lifetime are well preserved.