Chapter 18: The Sound of the Wind

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The thatched hut is broken by the autumn wind

In August and autumn, the wind roared, rolling up the triple thatch on my roof. Mao flies across the river and sprinkles the suburbs of the river, the high one hangs on the long forest tops, and the lower one floats to sink the pond pass.

The children of Nancun bullied me for being old and powerless, and I could endure being thieves on the other side. openly hugged the grass into the bamboo, his lips were dry and he couldn't breathe, and he came back and sighed to himself.

The Russian wind sets the clouds and ink, and the autumn desert turns to darkness. The cloth has been cold like iron for many years, and Jiao'er is wicked and cracked. There is no dry place in the bedside room, and the rain feet are like hemp and have not been broken. Since the mourning chaos and less sleep, the long night is wet!

There are tens of millions of mansions in Ande, and the poor people in the world are happy! The wind and rain do not move and are as safe as a mountain. Whew! When I suddenly saw this house in front of me, it was enough for me to freeze to death!

Walk the horse and the river to send the division to the west

You don't see the snow on the seaside, and the flat sand is reckless and yellow into the sky.

Luntai roared in September at night, and the gravel of a river was as big as a bucket, and the stones were all over the ground with the wind.

The Huns grass and yellow horses are fat, Jinshan sees smoke and dust flying in the west, and the Han generals go west.

The general's golden armor does not take off at night, and the army marches in the middle of the night, and the limelight is like a knife.

Horsehair with snow and sweat steam, five flowers and money are swirled into ice, and the grass and inkstones in the curtain are condensed.

When the captives heard this, they should be frightened, and they knew that the short soldiers did not dare to take it, and the chariot master Ximen offered a victory.

Wind endowment

King Chu Xiang traveled in the palace of Lantai, and Song Yujing served as a servant. There was a wind coming, and the king was dressed in a shirt and deserved, saying: "Hurry up this wind! Who is evil with the people?" Song Yu said to him: "The wind and ears of this only king, the people can share it in peace!"

The king said: "The man who is in the wind, the breath of heaven and earth, Pu comes freely, and he does not choose the high and the low. How can I say that this son thinks that the wind of the widow is the only one?" Song Yu said to him: "The minister heard it from the teacher: the orange sentence comes to the nest, and the wind comes from the empty ground." The people it entrusts are different. ”

The king said: "The husband is born in peace?" Song Yu said: "The husband is born in the ground, and it starts at the end of the green apple." Invade the valley and be angry with the mouth of the earth. The edge of the mountain, dancing under the pine and cypress, fluttering, agitated and angry. The thunder of the acupuncture is wrong. Kick the rocks and cut down the trees, and kill the forests. Until it is about to decline, it will be separated by Li, punched and moved, rotten, and dispersed and transferred. Therefore, its cool and majestic wind will rise and fall. Take the high city and enter the deep palace. Arrive at the Chinese leaves and invigorate, hovering between the cinnamon peppers, soaring above the torrent. will strike the essence of hibiscus. Hunting grass, leaving Qin Heng, Yi Xinyi, being poplar, returning to the cave and chongling, depressed Zhongfang. Then wander in the atrium, go north to the jade hall, rank in Luowei, pass through the cave room, and have to be the wind of the king. Therefore, it is humanoid in the wind, straight and miserable, cool and sweet. Qing Qing Lingling, heal the disease and analyze the alcohol, invent the ears and eyes, and make the body convenient. This so-called majestic wind of the king is also. ”

Song Yu said: "The wind of the husband and the man rises in the poor alleys, and the dust is raised, and the grievances are frustrated, and the holes are punched and attacked. Move the sand, blow the ashes, be shocked, raise the remnants of decay, and the evil is thin into the urn, as for the room. Therefore, it is humanoid in the wind, straight and depressed, beating the temperature and causing dampness, the center is miserable, and the illness is heated. The middle lip is the gizzard, the eyes are the giz, the mouth is coughed, and the death is not dead. This so-called female wind of the Shu people is also. ”

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