What is good without teaching, but not sacred? Teach and be a good person, but what if you are not virtuous? If you don't teach well, why not be stupid? Those who know the good are also fortunate; Those who are not good at it are also fierce. Lucky, don't look at the color of indecent assault, don't listen to the sound of indecent assault, don't speak indecent words, don't practice unreasonable places, don't take good, don't take justice, like a saint, avoid evil like a snake and scorpion.
Or if you don't call it a lucky person, then I don't believe it either. Fierce people, cunning people, stop at insidious people, good at decorating mistakes, greedy people, good at diseases, good at eating and drinking, guilty and punished, physically destroyed, and great.
Or if you don't call it a murderer, I don't believe it either. There is a saying: although Ji people are good, they are short of days; It's only a few days before the killer is bad.
Do you want to be lucky? Want to be a murderer? .
2. Ask for a few classical Chinese articles about Xiaoshitang, 120 steps from the hill to the west, smelling the sound of water through the bamboo forest, like singing a ring, and enjoying it.
Cut down the bamboo and walk along the road, and you will see a small pool and water in the quiet. The whole stone is at the bottom, close to the shore, and the bottom of the rolling stone comes out, which is a mountain, an island, a mountain and a rock.
Green trees and vines, covered and twisted, staggered and brushed. There are hundreds of fish in the pond. They are all swimming in the air.
In the sun, the shadow is on the stone, but it does not move; You are far away, and communication is sudden. It seems fun to be with tourists.
Looking from the southwest of the pool, you can see that it is zigzag. Their shore potentials are different from each other and their sources are unknown.
Sitting by the pool, surrounded by bamboo forests, lonely and empty, sad and cold, quiet and quiet. It is too clear to live for a long time, but remember.
Travelers: Wu Wuling, Gong Gu, Yu Dizong Xuan. The second son Cui Shi said, "Forgive yourself and serve me." .
Walking west from the mountain 120 steps, you can hear the sound of water passing through the bamboo forest, like the sound of Yu Pei colliding with Yuhuan, and you are very happy. So I cut bamboo, opened a path, followed the trend and saw a small pool, which was particularly clear.
The whole bottom of the pool is a stone, close to the shore, and the bottom part of the stone rolls out of the water, forming caves, islands, cliffs, rocks and other shapes. Lush trees, green vines, covered with twisted, swaying and falling, uneven, fluttering with the wind.
There are about a hundred fish in the middle of the pond. They all seem to swim in the air without any support. The sun shines directly on the bottom of the pool, reflecting the shadow of the fish on the stone surface at the bottom of the water, without moving; Suddenly he swam away again.
Come and go briskly, as if entertaining tourists. Looking southwest along the pool, the stream twists and turns like the Big Dipper, bends like a snake, and can be seen clearly.
The situation on the bank of the stream is jagged and you can't see the fresh water source. I sat by the pond, surrounded by bamboo and Woods. It's quiet and deserted here, which makes people feel sad and cold. It is so quiet and deep.
As this place is too deserted to stay long, I wrote down this scene and left. The people traveling with me are Wu Wuling and Gong Gu, and my younger brother Zong Xuan.
As followers, we are followed by two young people, one is Cui, the other is Forgive yourself, and the other is Yi Feng. Han Hua buried Zhi (Ming) as a handmaiden in Gui Youguang.
Jiajing Ding You died on May 4th and was buried in Xu Qiu. I won't die, but my life is also my husband! When the maid first arrived, she was ten years old, wearing double-breasted clothes and dragging dark green cloth.
One day, it was cold and hot, the fire was boiling and the maid came to cut it. I enter from the outside and feed on it; The maid took it, but she didn't take it. Wei Ruren laughed it off.
Confucian people rely on each maid's meals, that is, meals, and their eyes and gaze move in Ran Ran. Confucian people are also mean to laugh.
In retrospect, it has been ten years since the election. Oh, how sad! Han Hua, the maid of my wife Wei Ruren, died in May 1537 and was buried on the barren hills.
Is it because we have no fate (bad fate) that she can't serve me forever? When Han Hua first came with him, he was only ten years old, wearing two round buns and dragging a dark green dress. One day, it was very cold. She made a fire to cook water chestnut and cut a pot full of clay.
I want to get water chestnut to eat when I come back from outside. She turned around with water chestnut in her hand and refused to give it to me. My wife Wei Ru made fun of us when she saw it.
My wife often lets her eat against a small table. When she eats, her eyes will move slowly. My wife just pointed at her and smiled at me.
Looking back on the scene at that time, it was ten years in a blink of an eye. Oh, what a pity! Visit Wulongtan again: Liu Zongyuan, Tan Yicheng, Lin Yingtan should be quiet, the raft should be stable, the pavilion should be long, the Qixi River should be smooth, and the guests on Qixi night should be quiet and comfortable.
However, how can the creator give it to those who are detained for this! Russian is more of a middleman, and children are good at it. To the middle reaches, the wind is jealous, and you are not allowed to swing to the Netherlands, near the fishing raft.
It's raining and the curtains are wet, but I still have no intention of going ashore. It's raining, seven guests and six women are standing in the curtain, and their clothes are soaked.
When the storm comes, the pool can't be cured. Ji did not dare to ask for it, and Luo socks had nothing to spare.
The guests moved to Xi Xinxuan and sat there hesitating. The rain came from the forest end and could not hover. It fell into the water, into the pool, but it was like hitting the pool. The thunder suddenly shook, and Ji people hid their ears in the depths.
After electricity and thunder, electricity is particularly fantastic, and light goes deep into the water. While absorbing its waves above the rain, it has long been the shadow of gold, silver, pearls and shellfish, and the danger has not been released in the house of Tanlong Cave.
At that time, the scenery was sudden, and it was better to talk and laugh than to be gloomy and chaotic. But those who have good guests feel very smooth, but they are just drinking, and they are a little angry with the wind, rain, thunder and lightning. Suddenly, they came and went in the dark, only to know that the vast calendar was chaotic. Is owned by the pool or born by the pool; Asking the girl's route again, it's not all right, isn't it strange? The recruiter is Fu of Dongting, while Maozi Bolin, Wunian, Songzi Xianru, Hongzi and Gi Duanshou are six guests, so they are seven.
The water in the pool should be crystal clear, the trees reflected in the pool should be quiet, the bamboo rafts rowed in the pool should be steady, the pavilions beside the pool should be bright and comfortable, the Milky Way on Tanabata should be brilliant, and the guests on Tanabata night should be quiet and carefree. However, the creator will give me this beautiful scenery, who is obsessed with the world of mortals! Sheng Mao is a Vietnamese, and he is very good at rowing.
We rowed to the center of the swimming pool. Perhaps the wind is jealous of our leisure and elegance, so that we can't go to the river swing, and soon we will be near the Diaoyutai. We tied the bamboo raft under the weeping poplar, and the drizzle blurred the curtains. We're not going ashore yet. Soon it rained heavily, and seven men and six women stood in the curtain with umbrellas, and their clothes were wet by the rain.
Suddenly, there was a storm and the bamboo raft was tottering in the pool. The ladies were frightened. They wanted to go ashore as soon as possible, but they forgot their exquisite shoes and socks.
3. The essay 252 suitable for calligraphy is here. She sent away the cold air in winter and walked into our campus with warm wind, rain and sunshine. With her dexterous hands, she decorated the campus like a paradise, which was beautiful.
The grass on the playground, nourished by the spring breeze and drizzle, raised its childish little head and greeted with a smile: "Aunt Spring is good, Sister Chunyu and Spring Breeze are good!" " "The sound of reading came from the classroom, accompanied by continuous drizzle, which made people feel particularly comfortable.
At noon, Grandpa Sun sprinkled warm sunshine on the earth and mapped the garden community of the school like a kingdom of heaven, which was very beautiful. The luxuriously decorated school science building was set off like an air palace. Look, pairs of butterflies are flying in the bushes in Qi Fei, and groups of dragonflies are competing in the air like aerobatics. Listen, "Haw", who is calling? Oh, it's a group of lively and agile birds, singing and competing in the high jump in the hibernating tree. After school, the students strolled in this environment with flowers and birds, enjoying the warm sunshine. In front of the teaching building, some students have taken off their long gowns and started playing sandbags.