March main book (4) Yang Xiu saw the word "chicken ribs" and taught the accompanying soldiers to pack their bags and prepare for their return trip. Someone told Xia Houdun. Surprised, he sent Yang Xiu to his account and asked, "Why did you pack your things?" Xiu said, "It will be announced tonight that Wang Wei is withdrawing his troops: chicken ribs have no meat to eat, so we should discard them. If you can't win today, it's no use returning it, for fear of being laughed at. It is better to return as early as possible, and Wang Wei will definitely move troops in the future. So pack your bags first, so as not to panic when you leave. " Xia Houdun said, "You really know Wang Wei's heart!" So I packed my bags. So all the generals in the village are ready to return to the plan.
That night, Cao Cao was flustered and couldn't sleep well, so he took a steel axe and walked around the village privately. See Xia Houdun village sergeant, all ready to pack up. Cao Cao was frightened and hurried back to his account to ask him why. Yan said, "Master Book Yang Dezu ⑦ Prophet Wang wants to return." Cao Cao called Yang Xiu to ask him and discuss the matter. Cao Cao was furious and said, "How dare you disturb our army with your words!" Those who drink knives and axes will be pushed out to cut them, and their heads will be outside Yuanmen. It turned out that Yang Xiu was arrogant and committed several taboos against Cao Cao: Cao Cao tried to build a garden; Because, fuck it, don't praise or criticize, pick up a pen and write the word "live" on the door and leave. Nobody knows what this means. Xiu said, "Adding movable type on the door is also a wide type. Prime minister? I suspect that the garden is wide-eared. " So let's put a wall around it and transform it. Please watch. Cao Cao was overjoyed and asked, "Who knows what I want?" The left and right said, "Yang Xiu also." Although Cao Cao is called beautiful, he is very jealous at heart.
Another day, Saibei sent a box of cakes. Cao Cao wrote the word "crisp" on the box and put it on the desk. When you see it, share it with the public with a spoon. . When Cao Cao asked him why, he replied, "The books on the box are fragile. How dare you disobey the orders of the Prime Minister? " Cao Cao likes to laugh, but he hates it in his heart.
Cao Cao was afraid that people would secretly murder himself, and often gave money everywhere: "I like to kill people in my dreams;" Don't come near me when I am asleep. " One day, in the tent where I slept during the day, it fell to the ground and was covered by a waiter. Cao Cao jumped up, drew his sword, cut it, and went to bed again. Get up for a long time, pretend? He asked in surprise, "Who killed my footman?" We are sincere to each other. Fuck, have a good cry and give it a heavy burial. Everyone thinks that killing people in their dreams; Only Xiu knew what it meant, and when she was buried, she pointed and sighed: "The Prime Minister is not in a dream, but you are in a dream!" Fuck it. It's worse.
2. What are the poems that describe women's innermost feelings? 1. Qing Dynasty novelist Cao Xueqin: Smart and Tired
What a coincidence! Forget it! Heartbroken before death, ethereal after death.
A rich family is peaceful, and eventually there will be a family, and the family will be separated. I've lived in vain and hung in my heart for half my life.
Interpretation of vernacular:
Try your best to be clever, but you will lose your life. Playing politics before death leads to exhaustion, and caring after death also reflects this spirit. I expected to have a rich family and a peaceful population, but I finally left home and fled. I spent half my life trying to waste my heart.
2. Legend of Xu in Ming Dynasty: "Untitled"
Bamboo snake's mouth, wasp's tail on the needle.
These two are not too poisonous, but the most poisonous.
Interpretation of the vernacular: The fangs of the green bamboo snake and the stinger of the wasp are all very vicious things, but they are all visible and can't compare with a woman's mind at all, because if a woman hates from love, then her calculation is extremely terrible.
Extended data:
The ancient poems describing women's looks are:
1, Tang Du Mu's two farewells
Thirteen years have passed, cardamom in early February.
In Yangzhou, the spring breeze blows all over Sanli Long Street. With beaded curtains, no one can match her beauty.
Vernacular translation
Good posture, light manners, only thirteen years old, just like beancurd flowers in bud in early February.
I can't compare with the little beauty in Shili Long Street in Yangzhou City who rolled up the bead curtain to sell makeup.
2. Li Han's Song of Celebrating Li Yannian.
There are beautiful women in the north, and they are peerless and independent.
Take care of the city first, then the country.
Vernacular translation
There is a beautiful girl in the north, independent and secular. She looked at the soldiers guarding the city. The soldiers laid down their weapons and the wall collapsed. She glanced at the emperor who ruled the world. The emperor fell in love and the country fell! Beautiful girls often bring "the whole city and the whole country" disasters.