Preface: Xu Xu

Hua Yin Weng Jianguan showed his illness, and he was in a row. Ruogu lived in the wild and his friend Xin Anzi went to see him. He took a look at the old man and caught Ying. He added the "Stone" to pick up the milk and black clothes, and put on the pavilion and dressed in the air. Xi was furious. He stopped writing and wandered. Xin Anzi asked suddenly: Why are you sick? If you are sick, you should rest, and your son Hu will serve him? Moreover, I highly valued my son, the superiors' classics are the historical records, and then Gaolao Lao's old news, so he did not choose to make up for the sweetness of the historical. The old man listened to him, and sighed with thunder, and said, " How can I know that it is my disease? This is why I have my disease. People have always said that the problem lies in the physical condition. The heart causes it, the wisdom is deep and the worry is gathered, and the emotions are deep. Those who are depressed and surrounded by it are thieves in the invisible form, and they cannot get it. They endure it but cannot treat it. I have never known the name of it. I have asked for it to Bian Que, Lu, Bian Que, Lu, and Lu thanked it for not treating it. So I asked for it to Zhili Zhili and Zhili, "I can do nothing. I have to do anything. The power of my stone can repair the sky. Why do I regret it and not let it go?" Some say: "Great" In the deserted mountain, Washi is here. I take the spirit as a horse, and the energy as a carriage. I will step into the Taixu. Unexpectedly, I will get the trivial book. I am a book. I drown and worry, I will forget to be tired, and I will suddenly laugh, as if I am overwhelmed by the sun; I will sigh and shed tears, as if the atmosphere of the valley is fading, and I will doubt it. I will ask the reason why I don’t know it. I am familiar with it. I will touch the stone quickly, as if it is turned over and over; the stone and the attack are like a shaking stone. Only the achievements of Washi, but the results of it are after returning to Kongkongzi, will not say: "What a cunning thing is this old man." Xin'anzi was silent at first, but then he was disgusted, and finally he suddenly said: Alas, I knew it, and went to the beach, and said, "What a strange thing, my son is a filial man, but Tu Zhi dislikes him and his fellow soldiers." The old man cried after hearing this. After a long time, he was speechless and met with wine again. He said, "Life is a great disaster, but I only have death but lost it. I endured it and endured it with this forever." He finally said, "I burst into tears like rain, and the sky was overwhelmed and the earth was shattered. I was ill in my heart. My heart has been sick for a long time, but I will still be here now! I also heard that my grandson Shengcui wrote a biography of my husband, and he said, "I have something to do, and I can do it to the point of turning it around." , the only one who can do his sincerity is still swaying and walking in the dark; after he has repeatedly broken into Zhenjing, he has retreated and warmed up his plan, and if he is worried, he is experiencing the sincerity, and carving the liver and kidneys has been exhausted, how can he solve the sound of the fly of the lower sects? Although the world is in a strange state, it is not a strange sight. He traveled in the great wilderness and stopped in Taixu. He would rather not let go of his own intentions and be sneered at the desk, and suddenly laughed and sighed. The gods are obsessed with him, and the heart is also in charge. He said that the stone of the sect is on the side, and he is not a secret of Han Ling's intention. The old man was cheering and cheering, as if he was not tired. Even though Tan Longhan had a strong color, he returned to the evening, and returned to the bonnet and wrote a pen. Moreover, Xin'anzi knew that the old man was the second time, and the order said, the Xin'anzi was the ten days before the Qingming Festival in the time of Xu Lu in Liyang.