The ancient poems and texts that embody the culture of integrity are as follows:
1. "Ode of Lime" - Yu Qian of the Ming Dynasty
Thousands of hammers carved out the deep mountains, and the fire burned them as if nothing happened. .
Don’t be afraid of your bones being shattered into pieces, you must remain innocent in this world.
Translation: Limestone can only be mined from the mountains after thousands of hammerings, and it treats the burning of raging fire as a very common thing. Even if his body is broken into pieces, he is not afraid and is willing to leave his innocence in the world.
2. "Ink Plum Blossom" - Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty
The tree at the head of the inkstone washing pond in my house has flowers blooming with faint ink marks.
Don’t let anyone praise you for the good color, just leave the pure energy to fill the universe.
Translation: There is a plum tree beside the inkstone washing pond in my house, and the blooming plum blossoms show faint traces of ink. There is no need for others to praise its beautiful color. It only needs the fragrance of plum blossoms to permeate the world.
3. "Bu Suanzi·Yong Mei" - Lu You in the Song Dynasty
Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, it is lonely and ownerless. It is already dusk and I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy.
I have no intention of fighting for spring, but I will let everyone be jealous. It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same.
Translation: Beside the broken bridge outside the inn, the plum blossoms bloomed lonely, with no one coming to appreciate them. It's sad enough to be alone in the dusk, but it's also blown away by wind and rain. It blooms at the top of the flowers, but has no intention of competing with the flowers to enjoy the spring glory. It just lets the flowers go and be jealous. Even if the flower pieces fall and are crushed into dust, there is still an everlasting fragrance left in the world.