The second volume Zhuangzi Hugh drum basin into a way (5)

That woman is in a trance and has no face. Untie the embroidered belt at the waist and hang the beam. Alas! This is really dead. When Zhuang Sheng saw that Tian was dead, he solved it. Will split the coffin and make him bloom. Take clay pots as musical instruments, drum into rhyme, and lean on coffins to make songs. Song Yue.

A lot of carelessness gave birth to me. I'm not Eve, and I'm not my wife. I ran into you and shared a room. The time is coming, and there are points and points. Life is immoral and life and death are impermanent. Seeing is believing, and immortality is nothing! Life is like choosing, and death is like returning to the air. Hung me up and gave me a huge axe; I mourn Yi and comfort Yi with lyrics. Axe sounds like I'm alive, and singing sounds like I know! Hee hee, who am I if I break the casserole and don't beat the drum?

ZhuangShengGe, and four poems:

I will bury you when you die, and I will marry you when I die.

If I really die, it will be a big joke!

Zhuang sheng broke the pottery bowl with a smile. The fire was released from the thatched cottage, and the house burned down, even the coffin was reduced to ashes. Only the Tao Te Ching and the South China Ching have not been destroyed, but have been captured and circulated in the mountains to this day. Zhuang sheng traveled all over the world and never married. Or Yun meets Lao Zi in Hanguguan, walks with him, and becomes an immortal. Poetry cloud:

Killing his wife, Wuqi, is so ignorant that Xun can sneer at it.

Look at Zhuang Sheng's drums and pots. Carefree is my teacher.