, I caress the paper full of words, there is a faint poignant beauty. In front of the gloomy desk, I seem to have traveled through the centuries, with the romance and simplicity of an ancient scholar. Am I going to spend my whole life between words and paper?

Confucianism, Yawang is very. This is my personality and tendency. * Practicing martial arts and stroking weapons is an indispensable lesson for Confucian students who love soldiers.

Those who rely on the civil and military will die, and those who will be able to fight will be destroyed, and only with both civil and military can they live peacefully and calmly. Taoism and ancient law, this is my experience and experience of extensive reading of Chinese studies, after all, I am Chinese, China is China after all.

If you learn without thinking, you will be reckless, and if you think without learning, you will die. After reading a book, you can tacitly understand it, which is a literary theory, which is the most effective learning method.

I admire Cao*, I respect Zhuge Liang, and I prefer Zhou Yu. A person's life should be eternal reading, living to learn from all the time, just like Sima Yi still loved his books when he was sick.

In the wind and rain, I can't forget the years when I lived in the city and walked on the streets, which was the noisy memories of yesterday. Whether life is beautiful or not depends on how you operate, and the so-called virtuous people live in the world.

If you let it drink and peck it, it is a dog and all things! Why do you want to? In life, you really shouldn't pursue freedom and fame too much.

The heavy door is guarded, and the days of reading and writing books in the back room alone are noisy and cold. This is the true throne of a scholar.

All I knew was that my grandmother wanted me to come, because she was old, bedridden, and there was no one around to help her walk.

Decision-making has been the style of a scholar since ancient times, and I should at least take care of myself in my life. I thought about being like Mr. Zhuge Liang, Wolong Nanyang didn't wake up, I don't know how the days work, who is the ancestor Liu Bei in my life.

The knot in my heart quietly opened, and I no longer cared about the difference between the city and the countryside. Maybe in the future, I will finally die on the fine sand stained with wet river water in the mountain temple ditch of the small mountain village, and in the next life, I may have to build a retreat in the dense forest forbidden land where life blooms fifty miles south of the village.

My Wenruocai network has been widely heard, and the house I live in is actually the mansion of the powerful family in Benshan Village.

Consciously the source of the heart is very spiritual, when I learn gossip and strange fairy arts, I know that the neighbor next door to the north lives in the old master of God Huaiping. There are times in a person's life that he must be superstitious and be able to govern the world.

Today's world is not complicated and simple, and harmony is the customary law of cities. To live in a mountain village, you must follow the customs of the people and make it convenient for yourself. The so-called villain picks up the shortcomings of the gentleman, so he is a villain, and the gentleman does not leave the villain's length and is therefore a gentleman.

Listening to my mother's words, I no longer go to the store next to the northern school to buy snacks, and I am still a scholar who does not leave the door.