"Everyone has his own way of living in this world.
Everyone has his own way and his own way. This is called the way of living.
If everyone holds their own principles, the world will be peaceful.
If everyone fights for one principle, the world will be unrest.
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The real Jianghu are kind-hearted and will be lenient to others.
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In the 16th year of the Republic of China, people in Tianjin began to lose chickens.
At first I thought it was a weasel, but I didn’t see any feathers falling out.
Later I thought someone had stolen the chicken, but I never heard the chicken crow.
An old Jianghu surnamed Liu found out some tricks.
The chicken thief shot him and changed his place.
This asked Old Liu to find out. "Live as time changes."
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They usually go fishing for chickens in winter and wear a black cotton coat.
Find an area with chickens and pretend to bask in the sun.
When the chicken comes, throw out the soybeans with the thread.
When the chicken comes up and swallows the soybeans, pull the thread to straighten it.
Then throw the copper The pen cap is pushed forward to cover the chicken's mouth.
The chicken's mouth was blocked tightly by the force from the front and back.
The more it struggled, the tighter it became. It could not open its mouth and make no sound.
He pulled the chicken in front of his eyes twice and stuffed it into his arms.
No one can see it, let alone think of this method of catching chicken.
Huo Shiqian ate three chickens a day and sold the rest at the market.
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Old Liu said: He fishes for chickens, and I fish for him.
He waited until all his dozen chickens were lost, and then went to the market to look for chickens.
I saw a red-faced, smooth-skinned fat man holding his chicken.
Lao Liu asked for a price, and the chicken seller asked for money.
Said the chicken was from his family and had a red circle on its belly.
You don’t have to do anything when you are alive, there is nothing left in your belly.
Old Liu pulled off the chicken feathers, and there was indeed a red circle on the chicken skin.
It turns out that he had marked the skin of the chicken when it was molting.
As expected, the devil is as high as one foot and the Tao is as high as one foot.
The only thing left to do is to beg grandpa and sue grandma.
But Lao Liu is a Jianghu, so he only said one thing to him:
"You can't live a lifetime if you point at it.
If you can't do it, you can't live. For the rest of my life, stop it."
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From this day on, no one in Tianjin has ever lost a chicken.
Instead of living time, there is a "match time".
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Mr. Feng Jicai’s self-drawn illustrations
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Behind every capable person there is an immortal.
Behind the immortals there are gods.
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There are many entertainers on the dock,
But it is not easy to gain a foothold here.
Who knew that a capable person would suddenly appear?
One step at a time, making people unable to stand up here.
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In the first year of the Republic of China, a wrestler came from Shandong.
He exerted all his muscles and his balls rolled all over his body.
His father was a clay pot maker. He carried it from small pot to big pot,
adding a ladle of water every ten days until he was wandering around with a full pot of water.
If he tormented a person, he would be like a kitten or a puppy.
But don’t think that this little guy can stand on the dock.
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One day a fierce man came from Hebei and practiced iron sand palm.
This black man’s body is as bright as copper, black and red.
The oil all over the body makes it difficult for Duan Cang boy to catch it.
The black man shot out his palms as fast as lightning.
The boy felt his chest heat up and sat five feet away.
Every day there are people who are dissatisfied and come up to compete.
Everyone called this black man like a beaten son.
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Unexpectedly, a weirdo came half a month later.
The thin old man wears a light blue silk robe.
He smiles leisurely and looks as fresh as a scholar.
He put his gloves inside his robe, but his sleeves were empty.
The faster the black man strikes, the better the little old man dodges.
One goes up and down, the other dodges.
Until the black man was short of breath and exhausted, he was convinced.
The little old man still has the breeze in his sleeves and is calm and relaxed.
From this day forward, little old men will rule the roost in this place.
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Within ten days, another master appeared.
Wearing white collar and black trousers, he is actually a young and fit boatman.
Use the oar to steer the boat and practice agility.
It’s hard to say who wins or loses. It just depends on who wins.
The little old man danced with his empty sleeves, and the boatman suddenly grabbed the sleeves.
He quickly tied the rope buckle to tie the boat, struggling harder and harder.
The boatman stepped forward and put his foot on the little old man's shoulders,
letting him sway left and right, smiling and keeping still.
The boatman is in strong winds and waves all day long, and he is not afraid of rocking.
Until the little old man had lost his temper, he jumped down.
He stretched out his hand to untie his sleeves, turned around and left.
From then on, the little old man disappeared and the boatman stopped coming.
What is the name of this boatman? Which sect? Where do you live?
No one knew he had practiced Kung Fu, only that he was a good boatman.
He has been coming and going in the Baihe River for twenty years. He is good at water and quick in skills.
He is nicknamed "Gust of Wind". Someone met him and
asked him why he didn't show off his skills to get more money. A gust of wind said:
The dock in Tianjin is too big, hiding dragons and crouching tigers.
Standing there It would be more practical to stand on the boat.
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Mr. Feng Jicai’s self-drawn illustrations
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Talented people all die because of their ability.
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The "Flagpole" is one head taller at the age of twelve,
Four heads taller at the age of twenty.
When he passes through the city gate, he must walk in the middle.
The city gate is arched, with the middle being the highest.
Half a brick is missing on the left side of the upper edge of the east gate.
It is said that it was his head that hit it.
Even birds flying low will hit him.
Men have always relied on work to make a living.
There are only three jobs he can do:
When building a house, pass tiles to high places,
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Clean the signs above the shop doors,
Light the street lamps when it gets dark.
He doesn’t use ladders when others use them.
But this kind of work doesn’t happen often, and he often goes hungry.
It’s not all because there is less work, it’s because he is afraid of meeting people.
He is afraid of people being surprised and laughing when they see him.
Children always treat him as a monster, laugh at him, scold him and hit him.
He never messed with anyone, but everyone could mess with him.
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Such a big person stays at home every day.
I couldn’t stand up straight in the room and had no energy to move.
I was so hungry that I had no choice but to go out to find work,
bumping around like a headless fly.
Suddenly a middle-aged man came up to him with a smile and gave him work.
He only had to stand at the entrance of the park to collect tickets and nothing else.
Having three meals a day is really pie in the sky.
He was a sight to behold standing at the entrance of the park, and the park made a lot of money.
The flagpole became a treasure, which made other people jealous.
Secretly scolding him for being such a weirdo that no one wants.
He actually came here to eat big fish and meat and become a master.
If a person is envied, trouble will follow.
Those scoundrels put away money in advance and wrongfully accused him of hiding his secrets.
The director of the garden called him a scoundrel and ungrateful.
The flagpole didn’t even know how to take off the flagpole. He took off his clothes and turned around to leave.
As soon as he left, the park was deserted.
When the director found him again, he was already a corpse.
His stomach was sunken, he must have starved to death.
He was alone, and no one knew his life experience.
Feeling guilty, the director made a big coffin for him.
But after the coffin was taken out, the flagpole could not be put in.
People are dead. It's time to twitch, but why does it grow longer instead?
I have never seen or heard of this.
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There is no room for masters in the world, and they can only grow up after death.
From now on, there will be no masters or extraordinary people in this place.
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Self-drawn illustrations by Mr. Feng Jicai
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When you come, you go, and when you go, you come, < /p>
The end is the beginning, and the beginning is the end,
Advance is retreat, retreat is advance,
Prosperity is decline, decline is prosperity,
Being is nothing, nothing is being,
Gain is loss, loss is gain,
Laughing is crying, crying is laughing,
Waking up is drunk, To be drunk is to be awake,
Left is right, right is left,
Loyalty is traitor, traitor is loyalty,
Curvature is straight, straightness is crooked, < /p>
Positive is the opposite, negative is positive,
Weakness is strong, strong is weak,
Foolishness is wisdom, wisdom is foolishness,
Buddha is me, I am Buddha,
Emptiness is enlightenment, enlightenment is emptiness.
Although the sky and the earth are wind, snow, mountains, rivers, water and fire
Black and white, right and wrong, life and death, soft and hard, open and close
There is no distinction between virtuality and reality, yin and yang, chaos and chaos
It’s a mess;
Everything is spinning around, sometimes fast and sometimes slowly
It’s also bright and dark, or hidden, or appearing and reversing
The cycle of reincarnation is over Endless perfection
In the Eight Diagrams.
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In Daoxianjian, the literati in Jinmen were so idle that they went crazy.
I like the Three Mysteries and want to become a Taoist. I also like Zen and want to become a Buddha.
Everyone knows this "Bagua Song".
Be able to chant, sing, and recite word for word,
Be capable, knowledgeable, and fashionable.
As for who wrote this song, no one can say for sure.
One said it was a great talent and official during the Qianlong period.
Another said it was A monk during the Daoguang period,
said that it was a beggar named Lao Haha who
sang to others when he was begging for food.
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Outside the old belt river gate, east of the old bridge,
is a piece of land created by ordinary people.
Tired, hungry and tired, I jumped in.
Eat, drink, play and have fun, no worries, no worries, no worries.
When it comes to eating, stewed sheep intestines are the best way to satisfy your cravings;
When it comes to drinking, drink some dry potato wine;
When it comes to playing, wear a red coat and green trousers. Niu Xiaoniu left;
Talking about music, humming in the bang bang opera, sitting in the cross talk booth,
The lotus fell and the voice was pulled out, and the spirit started to tremble.
So fresh, spicy, rich, delicious and exciting!
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One day, a walking monk came from the south.
He had black head, black face, black hands and black eyes. He was carrying a big yellow bag slung across his body.
With a garam buddha hanging on her chest, she looks rustic and naive.
I walked around here for a day and couldn't get out.
In fact, I was trapped by the five desires.
What are the five desires? The Buddhist scriptures say,
The eyes are greedy for color, the ears are for wonderful sounds, the nose is for names and fragrances,
the tongue is for tastes, and the body is oily and slippery, which are called the five desires.
The monk's ordinary thoughts were trembling in his heart.
He quickly crossed his thighs and sat down on the ground.
Close your eyes and chant sutras to calm your desires.
A few boys wandering around thought the monk was hungry,
bought fried cakes and placed them in front of him.
Unexpectedly, when he saw it, instead of saying thank you, he said:
"A pile of cow shit!"
This is the Buddhist concept of impurity, which will destroy the other party. Fulfill yourself.
A few boys didn’t understand Buddhism, so they served him meat.
The monk immediately opened his eyes angrily, pointed at everything and shouted:
"Shit! Maggots! Phlegm! Snot! Toad!"
Tianjin people are full of fighting spirit. , just get angry.
The monks were tightly surrounded in the center.
A smell of wine, meat, mutton, mutton, and fish jumped up.
Seeing that decades of practice under the ancient Buddha’s green lamp were about to end,
another piece of the girl’s fragrant handkerchief was thrown in.
The monk was surprised. : "Wiping paper!"
In the realm of Tianjin Weima, it is difficult to become an adult. Can you become a Buddha?
Until the sun turned to the west, monks were surrounded on three levels inside and three outside.
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At this moment, a bad old guy came from the north.
He is only five feet tall, and his face is a foot long.
Squinting his eyes, grinning and laughing.
He came with disheveled hair and a black coat.
He laughed loudly all the way and sat cross-legged face to face with the monk.
First use chopsticks to draw a circle on the ground, reach out and pull the wine and meat to dry,
Eat and drink alone, as if no one else is around, until you get excited, you will laugh.
No one asked, no one laughed in this momentum competition.
The monk asked: "Are you a monk or a layman?"
The answer: "No monk, no layman."
The monk asked: "Where is the monk?"
Answer: "Where did you become a monk?"
The monk said: "It turned out to be a flower monk.
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The bad old guy bit the pig’s head and recited a poem casually:
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Flowers are flowers,
It’s in my heart Flowers,
Seeing flowers are not flowers,
There are no flowers in my heart
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Everyone fell into the pit after hearing this. Unable to touch the edge.
After hearing this, the monk’s eyes flashed and he exclaimed:
“Tianjin Wei is not a mortal! The living Buddha appears in this world, and the disciples have enlightenment! "
After saying that, he turned over and kowtowed three times to the bad old guy.
He got up and walked away happily, leaving him alone.
The bad old man was still sulking. He ate and drank without paying any attention to him.
He burped and walked away.
Everyone was stunned for a long time and still didn't wake up. /p>
Someone discovered that the ants all over the floor had crawled into the circle that the old man had drawn with his chopsticks.
They were crawling around and could not get out. < /p>
Life in this world is all about tormenting.
Things are tormenting others, and people are tormenting themselves. /p>
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The monks, the old Taoists, the nuns, the foreigners,
Each has his or her own way.
< p> Fairy tigers and dogs each have their own way of living,Just enjoy yourself
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Late Qing Dynasty color woodblock printing "Tianjin Map"