"Small Window", every word is well written, and every sentence wins. This pamphlet, written in the farming era, contains many good sentences, although there are some viewpoints on the strict requirements of moral cultivation that are no longer suitable for the rules of today's market economy. Try to extract a few words as follows:
It is really cheap and nameless, so it is greed. Da Qiao can't do it. He uses the performer, so he is clumsy.
People who live in seclusion will be suspected by the rich; People who look at ornaments will be jealous of presumptuous people.
Those who stay long will fly high; First to open, thank you for being alone early.
Tan Linshan's joy may not really be the interests of the mountain; Those who hate fame and fortune may not forget their feelings of fame and fortune.
Great events are hard to see, and adversity is easy to see; Look at self-restraint under anger, and don't look at knowledge in groups.
If you have no patience, you will have no knowledge of diving; People who are much more afraid will not have good opinions; People who long for more will not be generous; Those who talk big will have no sincerity; Brave, literary talent without elegance.
Those who like to preach cannot talk to each other; A good negotiator knows nothing.
It is harmless for people to win me over, and there is no resentment; Winning is not my blessing, for fear of accidents.
Those who have real talent and practical learning don't have to sell themselves short; If you have a real scholar, you don't have to brag about your knowledge.
Night comes after day, rain comes after month, and winter comes after year. When there are more than three people, the staff is a bit sparse, so you can concentrate on learning.
Closed doors are deep mountains, and reading is pure land everywhere.
2. The small window is quiet, the wine is far away, the tea is refreshing, the piano is silent, the chess is idle, the swordsman is light, the staff is elegant, the moon is clear, the bamboo is cold, the flowers are charming, the stone is considerable, the snow is bleak, the monk is light, the futon is wild, the beauty is poor, the landscape is amazing, and the book history is rich.
In my lent, there is no ceremony, and all the people who enter this lent are bosom friends. Stay with money, laugh on cloud nine, don't talk about right and wrong, don't waste money, talk about ancient and modern times, quietly play with mountains and rivers, have good tea and wine, and have friends with the same smell. That's all.
The window is the sound of bamboo rain, the pavilion is the sound of wind, the sound of washing inkstones, the sound of turning books on the couch, the sound of the piano in the moon, the sound of tea in the snow, the sound of the zither in spring, the sound of the flute in autumn and the sound of music in the night. Seeing Buddhist scriptures is like a wall, drinking is like a drunken Taoist, Hengqin is like a savage in Huangge, and Su Ke is like a peach fisherman.
Bamboo diameter door leaf, Liu Yin class seat. Whenever there is a great talent, the bright moon does not shine, and the clouds cover the fog.
I retired to the West Lake with a group of handsome guys. Thanks to this hero, I washed my powder. Yunlin likes tea. In Huishan, people make small pieces of walnuts, pine nuts and sugar, such as stones, and put them in tea, which is called Qingquan Baishi.
Flowers are full of flowers, eyebrows are gathered when there is no moon, and there is no envy on the spot; Flowers belong to three-inch tubes, and the moon is in the fifth watch. How to talk about this matter? Asking for female history books and talking about youth generosity. Greed for the sea is not satisfied, and it does not break the city of doubt.
The machine will rest for a month, so you don't have to suffer when the wind comes. The heart of the world is far away, and there is no trace of car dust. Why suffer from Akiyama? Sitting in the suburbs can be a class; It's best to brush stones when chatting on the path.
Invade the clouds and be alone in the cold, except for laughing on the bed, borrowing bamboo and wood to become secluded, except for the solemn lotus. People with deep hearts are like plum blossoms, and people with beautiful hearts are like willows.
Love is because of youth, and wine is because of environment. The village building is built for reading, with empty mountains, flower diameter squatting and sweeping, and the water is inclined.
You can dance with the crane when you are tired, and the monk will help you when you are drunk. Birds are dreaming in the distance, only a few feet away from the window screen, and the autumn sound is silent.
Lend grass to Ban Jing to stabilize the nymphs; Put on fur clothes and enjoy the grass. In the shade, the pavilion is heatstroke-proof, with eight holes open and several poles green.
After the rain, cicadas sing and the flowers are intoxicating. Rhinos cut off the tongues of geese and chase the wind every day.
The thin shadow is sparse and the moon leaks, and the fragrant wind falls. Xiuzhu went to Menyunli Temple, and spring water flowed into the sleeve water.
The title of the poem is semi-retreat from Zen, and the price of wine buys medicine. Sweep the broom on the moon, and spring blossoms.
Running water can give birth, and famous mountains can be as light as medicine. Thin with plum, clear with bamboo, sleeping with willow, laughing with peaches and plums, immortal with flowers; Talk to warblers, swallows, cranes and parrots as bosom friends.
Planting flowers and bamboo depends entirely on poetry; Listen to the birds, see the fish, and do something about wine. When climbing a mountain, you encounter a strong wind, when you set a boat, you encounter a strange wind, when you wipe bamboo, when you trim flowers, when you encounter fog, when you are killed at a happy party, and when you meet your husband, if you don't, you can draw better than mud.
I gather every good flower, sing every bright moon, cover every soft grass, climb every sparse vine, spread out my picture, fight every new rain, and meet each other like this, which is more than just a bosom friend. The grass is full of bridges, and the drunken dragonfly has soft wings in spring; Flowers wind through the post road, butterflies are intoxicating.
Tian Schell's strong words won popularity; When the romantic field is inserted into the father, it becomes evil. Poetry is thin to the door, and the sick crane has a clear shadow; Books are poor and parallel, and cold glory is frustrated.
Plum blossoms enter the night shadow, making the moon thin and catkins clear, making the wind crazy. Flower shadows flow and disperse into half-courtyard dance clothes; The sound of water flies and a song is heard.
The flowers are clear, and there are a few fishing songs; In the willow shadow, the moonlight is cold, and a few cattle flutes. Xie Qiang has nowhere to go, and the clouds are broken; It rains when the line is different.
If you are drunk as a flower, why not be down and out? You are better than Liu Kuang and enjoy yourself. Spring is like wine, the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating, the night is as clear as water, and the moonlight comes to wash off.
How can you enjoy yourself when the pear blossoms are closed in the rain? I feel that plum blossom is independent, so what are you complaining about? For wine, four winds comes with the month; Take off the towel to reveal the coat, and the new rain brings clouds on the first floor. Wash away the clothes and dust of ten-year wanderers in Huanhuaxi; Make friends from all over the world in the process of pruning trees.
People's words are also unobtrusive; People are silent and shorter than orpiment. In sunny weather, all flowers can make wine, and in the depths of the shade, all leaves can write poems.
Incense invades the moon, and fish can't peek; You can relax in the cold nest cloud without getting tired of crane companions. This poem fights wine, and He Shu Bai Danqiu plays the flute with the buckle, so that he can follow Dongpo Chibi.
It is difficult to get a good literary friend; It is easy to get literary friends, but difficult to get literary happiness. Tea is filled with ingredients, and bowls are filled with fruits, such as jade looks fat, moths are black and tired.
Cooking tea is not a flood, it needs character and tea, so its method is often spread in high-flow secluded places, with fog springs and rocks standing upright. The tung leaves in front of the building are scattered into a clear shade of the courtyard, and birds sing on the pillow, evoking a half-window red sun.
Natural brocade, waves blowing Huagang fish; Free from spring, the wind stopped the bamboo in the garden. High-quality lingering, flowers and trees add clarity: you peel and peck, raspberry moss gives birth to light.
Take a stick alone by the pine stream, stand in the clouds, and break through the ground; Under the bamboo window, you can lie on the pillow and sleep in the cold blanket. Wandering around, wild birds forget to bring their planes for company; Sitting in front of me, the white clouds are speechless.
Why don't you break the moss when you go under the tea and cigarettes? Poetry has become a pen shadow, and I like singing Snow White. The moon enters the window intentionally, but the clouds come out unintentionally.
The screen is absolutely envious, while Lin Chang is confused and carefree. Songxuan bamboo dock, wine jar teapot, mountains and rivers and clouds, farmers and fishermen.
Strange stones are true friends, famous pianos are harmonious friends, good books are beneficial friends, strange paintings are ornamental friends, calligraphy posts are fan friends, good inkstones are sharpening friends, mirrors are bright friends, netizens are square friends, ancient magnetism is virtual friends, old stoves are smoked friends, paper accounts are T? H?u, and fans are static friends. Sweep the way to welcome the breeze and invite the bright moon to the stage.
Besides the piano, I also sang songs to stop the birds from singing and the flowers from smelling, and came to my couch. Storm is secular, unexpected, indifferent, and often thinking outside.
Plum blossoms on paper don't surprise him, but I can live for half a day. Wine pours bitter on the moon, while poetry comforts lonely flowers.
When the dream first came back, my heart was still burning, the wind and rain were gloomy, and bamboo rang into the bed. At this time, the revival is not shallow. The mountain is not high, the city is not far away, the trees are not close, the flowing springs are not good, the temples are not good, the clouds are not good, and the firewood is not good.
One room with ten guis, the cold sound is dark, the feet are broken, there is no fire when knocking on the stone, the moon is hidden in the porch, the lights are still alive, and the clothes are sitting alone, like swimming in the emperor. On a moonlit night, sitting in the atrium, my heart is fragrant and I can be accompanied by moonlight.
Charm falls like fine snow, and autumn moon dust can't be done. The peaks are gentle and graceful, and one punch is a famous mountain with flowers and bamboos, and half an acre is like a golden valley.
Watching mountains and rivers is like reading, so you can compete with them. The mountain is high, and the fragrance is indispensable. Take the roots, branches and leaves of old pine and cypress, mash them, study the wind and make them harmonious.
3. Small Window, Volume 12, written by Chen Jiru in Ming Dynasty. Chen Jiru (1558- 1639) was born in Huating, Songjiang. Zhu Sheng lived in seclusion in the sunshine of Kunshan, and later built a room in Dongshe Mountain, where Dumen wrote. Gong can write, calligraphy is Su Mi, and at the same time he can draw things, which made him famous for a while. The imperial edict was repeatedly requisitioned, and it was all bad words. What he did was "or stab at trivial things, explain them into books, and compete with each other to buy and write." Nowadays, besides the small window, there are other works, such as Lu, Liuhe Tongchun, Poetry by Chen Meigong, Essays by Hu Hui and Mei Gong.
The book begins with "Awakening" and ends with "Money". Although mixed in the dust, I look down on things; In the criticism of pouring thoughts into the world, the philosopher's coldness is revealed, and its motto is exquisite, short and exquisite, which urges people to save money and benefit their hearts. Since it came out, it has spread like a raging fire, attracting readers' attention again and again, and its cultural charm has been recognized by readers more and more.
4. The small window is quiet, the wine is far away, the tea is refreshing, the piano is silent, the chess is idle, the swordsman is light, the staff is elegant, the moon is clear, the bamboo is cold, the flowers are charming, the stone is considerable, the snow is bleak, the monk is light, the futon is wild, the beauty is poor, the landscape is amazing, and the book history is rich.
In my lent, there is no ceremony, and all the people who enter this lent are bosom friends. Stay with money, laugh on cloud nine, don't talk about right and wrong, don't waste money, talk about ancient and modern times, quietly play with mountains and rivers, have good tea and wine, and have friends with the same smell. That's all.
The window is the sound of bamboo rain, the pavilion is the sound of wind, the sound of washing inkstones, the sound of turning books on the couch, the sound of the piano in the moon, the sound of tea in the snow, the sound of the zither in spring, the sound of the flute in autumn and the sound of music in the night. Seeing Buddhist scriptures is like a wall, drinking is like a drunken Taoist, Hengqin is like a savage in Huangge, and Su Ke is like a peach fisherman.
Bamboo diameter door leaf, Liu Yin class seat. Whenever there is a great talent, the bright moon does not shine, and the clouds cover the fog.
I retired to the West Lake with a group of handsome guys. Thanks to this hero, I washed my powder. Yunlin likes tea. In Huishan, people make small pieces of walnuts, pine nuts and sugar, such as stones, and put them in tea, which is called Qingquan Baishi.
Flowers are full of flowers, eyebrows are gathered when there is no moon, and there is no envy on the spot; Flowers belong to three-inch tubes, and the moon is in the fifth watch. How to talk about this matter? Asking for female history books and talking about youth generosity. Greed for the sea is not satisfied, and it does not break the city of doubt.
The machine will rest for a month, so you don't have to suffer when the wind comes. The heart of the world is far away, and there is no trace of car dust. Why suffer from Akiyama? Sitting in the suburbs can be a class; It's best to brush stones when chatting on the path.
Invade the clouds and be alone in the cold, except for laughing on the bed, borrowing bamboo and wood to become secluded, except for the solemn lotus. People with deep hearts are like plum blossoms, and people with beautiful hearts are like willows.
Love is because of youth, and wine is because of environment. The village building is built for reading, with empty mountains, flower diameter squatting and sweeping, and the water is inclined.
You can dance with the crane when you are tired, and the monk will help you when you are drunk. Birds are dreaming in the distance, only a few feet away from the window screen, and the autumn sound is silent.
Lend grass to Ban Jing to stabilize the nymphs; Put on fur clothes and enjoy the grass. In the shade, the pavilion is heatstroke-proof, with eight holes open and several poles green.
After the rain, cicadas sing and the flowers are intoxicating. Rhinos cut off the tongues of geese and chase the wind every day.
The thin shadow is sparse and the moon leaks, and the fragrant wind falls. Xiuzhu went to Menyunli Temple, and spring water flowed into the sleeve water.
The title of the poem is semi-retreat from Zen, and the price of wine buys medicine. Sweep the broom on the moon, and spring blossoms.
Running water can give birth, and famous mountains can be as light as medicine. Thin with plum, clear with bamboo, sleeping with willow, laughing with peaches and plums, immortal with flowers; Talk to warblers, swallows, cranes and parrots as bosom friends.
Planting flowers and bamboo depends entirely on poetry; Listen to the birds, see the fish, and do something about wine. When climbing a mountain, you encounter a strong wind, when you set a boat, you encounter a strange wind, when you wipe bamboo, when you trim flowers, when you encounter fog, when you are killed at a happy party, and when you meet your husband, if you don't, you can draw better than mud.
I gather every good flower, sing every bright moon, cover every soft grass, climb every sparse vine, spread out my picture, fight every new rain, and meet each other like this, which is more than just a bosom friend. The grass is full of bridges, and the drunken dragonfly has soft wings in spring; Flowers wind through the post road, butterflies are intoxicating.
Tian Schell's strong words won popularity; When the romantic field is inserted into the father, it becomes evil. Poetry is thin to the door, and the sick crane has a clear shadow; Books are poor and parallel, and cold glory is frustrated.
Plum blossoms enter the night shadow, making the moon thin and catkins clear, making the wind crazy. Flower shadows flow and disperse into half-courtyard dance clothes; The sound of water flies and a song is heard.
The flowers are clear, and there are a few fishing songs; In the willow shadow, the moonlight is cold, and a few cattle flutes. Xie Qiang has nowhere to go, and the clouds are broken; It rains when the line is different.
If you are drunk as a flower, why not be down and out? You are better than Liu Kuang and enjoy yourself. Spring is like wine, the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating, the night is as clear as water, and the moonlight comes to wash off.
How can you enjoy yourself when the pear blossoms are closed in the rain? I feel that plum blossom is independent, so what are you complaining about? For wine, four winds comes with the month; Take off the towel to reveal the coat, and the new rain brings clouds on the first floor. Wash away the clothes and dust of the wanderers in Huanhuaxi for ten years; Make friends from all over the world in the process of pruning trees.
People's words are also unobtrusive; People are silent and shorter than orpiment. In sunny weather, all flowers can make wine, and in the depths of the shade, all leaves can write poems.
Incense invades the moon, and fish can't peek; You can relax in the cold nest cloud without getting tired of crane companions. This poem fights wine, and He Shu Bai Danqiu plays the flute with the buckle, so that he can follow Dongpo Chibi.
It is difficult to get a good literary friend; It is easy to get literary friends, but difficult to get literary happiness. Tea is filled with ingredients, and bowls are filled with fruits, such as jade looks fat, moths are black and tired.
Cooking tea is not a flood, it needs character and tea, so its method is often spread in high-flow secluded places, with fog springs and rocks standing upright. The tung leaves in front of the building are scattered into a clear shade of the courtyard, and birds sing on the pillow, evoking a half-window red sun.
Natural brocade, waves blowing Huagang fish; Free from spring, the wind stopped the bamboo in the garden. High-quality lingering, flowers and trees add clarity: you peel and peck, raspberry moss gives birth to light.
Take a stick alone by the pine stream, stand in the clouds, and break through the ground; Under the bamboo window, you can lie on the pillow and sleep in the cold blanket. Wandering around, wild birds forget to bring their planes for company; Sitting in front of me, the white clouds are speechless.
Why don't you break the moss when you go under the tea and cigarettes? Poetry has become a pen shadow, and I like singing Snow White. The moon enters the window intentionally, but the clouds come out unintentionally.
The screen is absolutely envious, while Lin Chang is confused and carefree. Songxuan bamboo dock, wine jar teapot, mountains and rivers and clouds, farmers and fishermen.
Strange stones are true friends, famous pianos are harmonious friends, good books are beneficial friends, strange paintings are ornamental friends, calligraphy posts are fan friends, good inkstones are sharpening friends, mirrors are bright friends, netizens are square friends, ancient magnetism is virtual friends, old stoves are smoked friends, paper accounts are T? H?u, and fans are static friends. Sweep the way to welcome the breeze and invite the bright moon to the stage.
Besides the piano, I also sang songs to stop the birds from singing and the flowers from smelling, and came to my couch. Storm is secular, unexpected, indifferent, and often thinking outside.
Plum blossoms on paper don't surprise him, but I can live for half a day. Wine pours bitter on the moon, while poetry comforts lonely flowers.
When the dream first came back, my heart was still burning, the wind and rain were gloomy, and bamboo rang into the bed. At this time, the revival is not shallow. The mountain is not high, the city is not far away, the trees are not close, the flowing springs are not good, the temples are not good, the clouds are not good, and the firewood is not good.
One room with ten guis, the cold sound is dark, the feet are broken, there is no fire when knocking on the stone, the moon is hidden in the porch, the lights are still alive, and the clothes are sitting alone, like swimming in the emperor. On a moonlit night, sitting in the atrium, my heart is fragrant and I can be accompanied by moonlight.
Charm falls like fine snow, and autumn moon dust can't be done. The peaks are gentle and graceful, and one punch is a famous mountain with flowers and bamboos, and half an acre is like a golden valley.
Watching mountains and rivers is like reading, so you can compete with them. The mountain is high, and the fragrance is indispensable. Take the roots, branches and leaves of old pine and cypress, mash them and study the wind.
5. "Small Window", a "Drunk Ancient Hall Sword Sweep", twelve volumes, essays on aphorisms.
It was written by Chen Jiru in the Ming Dynasty. Chen Jiru (1558- 1639) was born in Huating, Songjiang.
Zhu Sheng lived in seclusion in the sunshine of Kunshan, and later built a room in Dongshe Mountain, where Dumen wrote. Gong can write, calligraphy is Su Mi, and at the same time he can draw things, which made him famous for a while.
The imperial edict was repeatedly requisitioned, and it was all bad words. What he did was "or stab at trivial things, explain them into books, and compete with each other to buy and write."
Nowadays, besides the small window, there are other works, such as Lu, Liuhe Tongchun, Poetry by Chen Meigong, Essays by Hu Hui and Mei Gong. The other book was written by Lu in Ming Dynasty (living around 1624): unknown life experience.
At the beginning of the new year tomorrow, I have lived in Beijing and compiled The Sword Sweep of Drunk Ancient Hall. The Story of the Small Window is divided into twelve episodes: awakening, emotion, preciseness, spirit, elements, scenery, phonology, strangeness, wonder, luxury, regularity and modesty. The content mainly expounds the cultivation of mind and life first, which shows the secluded literati's indifference to fame and fortune, Tao Ran's detachment in the mountains, elegant writing, extraordinary writing and unique analysis of things.
The author is good at calligraphy and painting, and is as famous as Dong Qichang. The article he read today is very attractive. He appreciates beautiful writing, cultivates self-cultivation in life, and strives for integrity or enlightenment. This book, together with Caigen Tan and Night Talk Around the Furnace, is called the three wonderful books of self-cultivation and has been highly praised since its publication, which is of great help to readers to understand China culture and cultivate their minds.
6. The first content of the small window is "small window"
Book 1: Self-cultivation
Article 1: colorful pilots are indifferent and diverse.
You must come from a variety of fields to defend yourself. I also explored calm exercises in different environments.
Commentary: If you have an indifferent and quiet ambition, you can only see it through a rich and luxurious life. Whether you have consistent moral integrity or not must be verified through a turbulent environment.
Comments: The environment has a great influence on shaping a person's mind. "White sand is in nirvana, afraid of the dark", which means that people are easily assimilated by the environment. When they are poor, it is easy to keep hard work and plain living, but when they are rich, it is difficult to keep hard work and plain living. Therefore, it is necessary to achieve "wealth can't be lewd, poverty can't be moved, and power can't be bent" to prove that a person really adheres to his own principles. Excellent quality must undergo a hard test, as Mencius said: "Therefore, the sky will fall on the people of Sri Lanka, so we must first suffer from their minds, their bones and muscles, starve their bodies, empty their bodies, and do practical things, so we must be patient and get what we can't do." Then we can achieve real personality integrity. This time is not a principle, and another time is not a principle. Only consistency is the principle.
7. Seek the full-text translation of Small Window Notes 1. Andrew had a cool meal, and everyone woke up and drank Zhongshan wine. Drunk for thousands of days, fainted today and was driven away, and there was no day of drunkenness. Those who seek fame are drunk in the DPRK, those who seek profit are drunk in the wild, and those who are rich are drunk in Quma. A cool suit will sober everyone up.
Drinking wine brewed by Zhongshan people in the west can make you drunk for 1000 days. Nowadays, the world is obsessed with secularism and pursues fame and profit all day long. It can be said that not a day goes by without being drunk. Famous people are drunk in court, good people are drunk in folk wealth, and wealthy people are drunk in wonderful sounds, beautiful women, famous cars and famous horses. How can I get a cool medicine to make everyone awake after taking it?
Second, the defense of mooring and the calm operation of mooring must be tried from the colorful field; Calm exercise, but also for different situations.
Indifferent and quiet ethics can only be tested on occasions of debauchery and wealth. Calm and stable ambition must be tested in a noisy environment, which is the real time.
Third, the kindness of the city is not as good as gratitude. The kindness of the city is not as thick as the gratitude. It is better to be misnamed than misnamed.
It is better to be kind to others than to be kind to others. It is better to avoid fame than to invite it. It is better to be honest and true than to deliberately violate the natural world to appear lofty.
Fourth, make people famous in front of them. Don't let people have a reputation in front of them, don't let people have a reputation in front of them. It makes people happy at first sight, but it won't make people bored for a long time.
Instead of praising yourself to your face, ask others not to slander yourself behind your back. It's better to make the other person happy about the first acquaintance than to stay together for a long time without making the other person feel disgusted.
Extended data
The author of Story of the Deep Window, also known as Sword Sweep of Drunken Ancient Hall, was Chen Jiru of the Ming Dynasty. The most famous sentence in "You Chuang Xiao Ji" is "Don't insult, just look at the flowers in front of the court. I have no intention of staying, and I am covered in clouds. "
Chen Jiru's existing works include Xiao Chuang, Audio-visual Record, Liuhe Tongchun, Chen Meigong's Poems, Hu Hui and Mei Gong's Miscellanies, as well as Chen Jiru's Poems.
The most famous sentence in Story of the Deep Window is "Don't insult, just look at the flowers in front of the court. I have no intention of staying, and I am covered in clouds. " This is a couplet written by Hong Yingming in the Ming Dynasty, which is included in Chen Meigong's anthology "You Chuang Xiao Ji".
8. What is the original text of "small window"? The original text of "small window" is:
Eat Zhongshan wine and get drunk for 1000 days. In this world, everyone is drunk, everyone is drunk. Those who seek fame are drunk, those who seek profit are drunk, and those who are rich are drunk. However, the world was in a coma, and everyone was relieved and woke up first. By talent, cynicism, behind to prevent projection worm; Dress up to deceive people, you may have a mirror in front of you.
Strange villains turn heroes upside down, but they don't know how to turn them into villains; I cherish our suffering in the world, but I don't know that suffering is to see us.
Many and dense flowers are the means of opening; When the wind is crazy and the rain is urgent, you can stand still and see your feet.
The defense of mooring must be tried from the beautiful field; I also explored calm exercises in different environments.
It is better to repay the kindness of the city than to repay it. It is better to escape from fame than to be decent, and to be sincere.
Make people have a reputation in front, but not in the back; It makes people happy at first sight, but it won't make people bored for a long time.
The evil of attacking others is not strict, but thinking; Teach people to be good, not too high, when the original can follow.
It is inhuman, and the whole world is afraid of the road; Don't look at things, dream all your life
Don't lose heart when you meet someone who is silent; When you see someone angry and complacent, you should be careful.
Tie the tassel crown, don't use it when you are at a loss; Don't use it to save lives.
The deliberative body is not within the scope of this matter and should be aware of the interests; When you are in power, you should forget your interests.
Thrift, virtue, more stingy, less elegant; Let's take this line, too. Be respectful, sincere and diligent. Clever hiding, clear use, clear turbidity and flexible extension.
He has no hope of virtue, which shows that there is no kindness, so the friends of the poor can grow; Hope transcends luxury, desire transcends desire, and benefit is therefore necessary.
I hate virtue, so I don't forget human virtue; Enemies stand for good, so people know good, and if they don't, they will lose both.
I am blessed when the sky is thin, and I am virtuous when the people are thick. Heaven worked hard for me, and I escaped from my heart to make up for it; Heaven and earth meet me, and I will go my way.
A reclusive man will be suspected by a beautiful man; People who look at ornaments will be jealous of presumptuous people.
Poor and weak people should be their own initial heart; Those who are successful and full of achievements should look at the end of the road.
If the ugly heart is too clear, things will be incompatible; If a virtuous fool is too clear-headed, people will not kiss. It must be smart inside and vigorous outside, so that good and evil can be averaged and virtuous and foolish can benefit from it. This is the generated virtue.
Debate should attract others, not be tactful and elegant; Making friends can extend your reputation, but don't stand still; Spend a lot of money to earn more money, but don't save trouble to save money; A bluffing jealousy is better than a clumsy skill.
If you spend a lot of money to get rich, if you pour half a gourd ladle of millet to help the hungry; Building a thousand rafts to attract visitors is to repair rafters and protect the cold.
No matter how much, when you are a pot of pulp, you will be rewarded with all your strength; Resentment is not shallow and deep, and sorrow cup soup calls for the disaster of national subjugation.
The author introduces:
Chen Jiru (1558- 1639) was born in Huating, Songjiang. Zhu Sheng lived in seclusion in the sunshine of Kunshan, and later built a room in Dongshe Mountain, where Dumen wrote. Gong can write, calligraphy is Su Mi's, and he can also draw things. I can't afford to be famous for a while. What he did was "or stab at trivial things, interpret them into books, and buy and write from far and near." In addition to Small Window, there are still works that survive in the world, such as Lu, Liuhe Tongchun, Chen Meigong's Poems, Hu Hui, and Mei Gong's Miscellanies.
Book introduction:
It is said that it was written by Chen Jiru in Ming Dynasty. Chen Jiru (1558- 1639) was born in Huating, Songjiang. Zhu Sheng lived in seclusion in the sunshine of Kunshan, and later built a room in Dongshe Mountain, where Dumen wrote. Gong can write, calligraphy is Su Mi, and at the same time he can draw things, which made him famous for a while. The imperial edict was repeatedly requisitioned, and it was all bad words. What he did was "or stab at trivial things, explain them into books, and compete with each other to buy and write." Nowadays, besides the small window, there are other works, such as Lu, Liuhe Tongchun, Poetry by Chen Meigong, Essays by Hu Hui and Mei Gong. The other book was written by Lu in Ming Dynasty (living around 1624): unknown life experience. At the beginning of the new year tomorrow, I have lived in Beijing and compiled The Sword Sweep of Drunk Ancient Hall. The Story of the Small Window is divided into twelve episodes: awakening, emotion, preciseness, spirit, elements, scenery, phonology, strangeness, wonder, luxury, regularity and modesty. The content mainly expounds the cultivation of mind and life first, which shows the secluded literati's indifference to fame and fortune, Tao Ran's detachment in the mountains, elegant writing, extraordinary writing and unique analysis of things. The author is good at calligraphy and painting, and is as famous as Dong Qichang. The article he read today is very attractive. He appreciates beautiful writing, cultivates self-cultivation in life, and strives for integrity or enlightenment. This book, together with Caigen Tan and Night Talk Around the Furnace, is called the three wonderful books of China's self-cultivation, and has been highly praised since its publication, which is of great help to readers to understand China culture and cultivate their sentiments.