Qin and Han Starry Sky

Grateful! I will try to make the text more concise, not blocky, but will use my heart.

Yes, words are powerful and have souls! In the early days, Cangjie created characters, and the characters were completed. Millets rained from the sky, ghosts cried at night, dragons lurked, and ghosts and monsters could not escape. They were all formed because of the creation of the heaven and earth. As soon as they came into the world, humans were distinguished from all things. Human beings are the first of all spirits. This is the power of words. When he was learning to speak, his mother-in-law and his wife taught him how to read, and the rules and laws of the world were integrated into his blood. They said benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom and trust, gentleness, respect, thrift and concessions. They said Tao followed nature, and they loved each other without aggression. As they grew up, these words were like a beacon in the night, illuminating the way forward all the time. When these scholars grow up, they will assume the secrets and power contained in these words. Then, their actions will be in line with the laws of the world. Even those with advanced cultivation, such as Guan Zhong, can change the world with one word, such as Lord Wu An, one word can determine the survival of six kingdoms, and as for the most holy teacher, one word can illuminate the eternal night. Those silverfish sneaking around in the slips received divine secrets and became miraculous beings after hearing the words recited by the scholars. It's just that the academy suddenly disappeared, and those who had been studying for a short time were not so lucky. If it hadn't been for the little master's reading slips, I'm afraid they would have ended up in the stove fire and become ashes someday.

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The morning breeze was refreshing. Song Ziyuan got up early in a small forest by the river. He first meditated while adjusting his breath, and then did boxing. The plan for the day starts in the morning, so don't slack off. Now that you have entered the golden elixir realm, you have officially embarked on the path of spiritual practice. For example, sailing against the current and falling from a high cliff is a test of your tenacity. The vast river in front of us carries the fortunes of countless mountains and rivers along the way. If you can grasp it, you will be blessed. If you cannot grasp it, you will always be incapable of it and have nothing to do with others. The fishing boats on the river, the fish swimming in the water, the grass and trees on the shore, thousands of miles of fertile fields, and farmers of all surnames can all receive a share of the river's blessings. What a practitioner wants to seize may seem to be covered by clouds and fog, but in fact it is not a mystery. It is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth contained in the river. No matter how much is caught, it is accumulated bit by bit and refined into the true essence of its own increasingly strong path. The mystery of spiritual practice is always found in the subtleties, in the passing of a white horse, in the lonely crane crossing the river, in the spring breeze in the flowers and trees, and in the human heart. Suddenly the sound of reading loudly came into his ears, and Song Ziyuan slowly opened his eyes. By the thousands of miles of river, seven or eight little book boys and a young master were singing the Book of Songs in the wind. "The millet is separated, the seedlings of the rice. They are walking slowly and slowly, and the center is shaking. Those who know me say that I am worried, and those who don't know me say that I want nothing. The sky is long! Who is this..." Listening to Song Ziyuan, he felt that this song "Mi Li" was his current state of mind, especially the book boys in blue shirts and long sleeves fluttering and shaking their heads, which made him feel a little more joyful and envious. Why do masters and uncles have to walk around the world by themselves? Isn't it nice to see such a beautiful scene in front of you? If you can enter a school to study, you will live up to the situation in front of you. The heart of a young boy often harbors the worries of a thousand years, that's how it is. The young master is a scholar of his own age. He wears a green robe and a blue shirt, and wears an official crown. Although it is early autumn and the weather in the south of the Yangtze River is still hot and tight, the young master is still wearing his clothes and hats. He is sitting high on a clean and flat stone by the woods, holding the "Book of Songs" in his hand, singing like a drunken maniac, as if there is no one else around. All the book boys, who looked like seven or eight years old, shook their heads together and chanted loudly, like white geese. The river is flowing, the sound of children is vibrating, and the sound of books is ringing. Song Ziyuan did not dare to make a sound to alarm him, so he acted as a schoolboy for a while, following the young master's singing word by word with everyone, until he gradually lost his emotions. The young master glanced in the direction of Song Ziyuan intentionally or unintentionally, with great approval in his eyes. Song Ziyuan's voice became louder. If this is the world, he is willing to stay in it for the rest of his life. Excerpts from this article