You are our endless topic. How many people are talking about you?
You are the ladder of our progress, and your teachings often haunt our ears.
Your breath is full of heaven and earth, flowing in my blood.
The Taishan wind carries your breath and blows into my chest.
The Yellow River flows into my heart with your breath.
You pointed out the direction for us and set an example for us.
You set rules for future generations, and you write articles for righteousness.
Although the theory is inevitably hurt, it can't hide the gorgeous light.
Lutz Yan Huiran was a senator, and 3,000 sons were 72 sages.
Your footprints are all over the world, and you are tireless in teaching people.
Your thoughts have a far-reaching influence. How many stories are still circulating?
I can't tell you enough about your teachings and wisdom.
The Analects of Confucius and proverbs emerge one after another.
Keep cutting, keep cutting, and your thoughts will spread for thousands of years.