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To munch grass, drink from the stream, lift up their feet and gallop this is the true nature of horses. Though they might possess great terraces and fine halls, they would have no use for them. Then along comes Po Lo. By this time two or three out of ten horses have died.

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I planted them, and when they grew up, the fruit was big enough to hold five piculs. In Sung there was a man who was skilled at making a salve to prevent chapped hands, and generation after generation his family made a living by bleaching silk in water, A traveler heard about the salve and offered to buy the prescription for a hundred measures of gold.

The man called everyone to a family council. The kind put the man in charge of his troops, and that Winter they fought a naval battle with the men of Yueh and gave them a bad beating. The salve had the power to prevent chapped hands in either case; but one man used it to get a fief, while the other one never got beyond silk bleaching-because they used it in different ways.

Now you had a gourd big enough to hold five piculs. Obviously you still have a lot of underbrush in your head! Its trunk is too gnarled and bumpy to apply a measuring line to, its branches too bent and twisty to match up to a compass or square.

You could stand it by the road and no carpenter would look at it twice. Your words, too, are big and useless, and so everyone alike spurns them! It crouches down and hides, watching for something to come along.

It leaps and races east and west, not hesitating to go high or low-until it falls into the trap and dies in the net. Axes will never shorten its life, nothing can ever harm it. When the monkey trainer was handing out acorns, he said, "You get three in the morning and four at night," This made all the monkeys furious. There was no change in the reality behind the words, and yet the monkeys responded with joy and anger.

Let them, if they want to. So the sage harmonizes with both right and wrong and rests in Heaven the Equalizer. This is called walking two roads. If a man sleeps in a damp place, his back aches and he ends up half paralyzed, but is this true of a loach?

If he lives in a tree, he is terrified and shakes with fright, but is this true of a monkey? Of these three creatures, then, which one knows the proper place to live? Men eat the flesh of grass-fed and grain-fed animals, deer eat grass, centipedes find snakes tasty, and hawks and falcons relish mice. Of these four, which knows how food ought to taste? Monkeys pair with monkeys, deer go out with deer, and fish play around with fish. Of these four, which knows how to fix the standard of beauty for the world?

The way I see it, the rules of benevolence and righteousness and the paths of right and wrong are all hopelessly snarled and jumbled. How could I know anything about such discriminations? At every touch of his hand, every heave of his shoulder, every move of his feet, every thrust of his knee-zip! He slithered the knife along with a zing, and all was in perfect rhythm, as though he were performing the dance of the Mulberry Grove or keeping time to the Ching-shou music.

When I first began cutting up oxen, all I could see was the ox itself. After three years I no longer saw the whole ox. I go along with the natural makeup, strike in the big hollows, guide the knife through the big openings, and follow things as they are. So I never touch the smallest ligament or tendon, much less a main joint. A mediocre cook changes his knife once a month-because he hacks.

I stand there holding the knife and look all around me, completely satisfied and reluctant to move on, and then I wipe off the knife and put it away.

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I planted them, and when they grew up, the fruit was big enough to hold five piculs. In Sung there was a man who was skilled at making a salve to prevent chapped hands, and generation after generation his family made a living by bleaching silk in water, A traveler heard about the salve and offered to buy the prescription for a hundred measures of gold. The man called everyone to a family council. The kind put the man in charge of his troops, and that Winter they fought a naval battle with the men of Yueh and gave them a bad beating. The salve had the power to prevent chapped hands in either case; but one man used it to get a fief, while the other one never got beyond silk bleaching-because they used it in different ways. Now you had a gourd big enough to hold five piculs.

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Kagaktilar If benevolence has a constant object, it cannot be universal. A man like this could commit an error and not regret it, could meet with success and not make a show. If I had been of some use, would I ever have grown this large? I go on occupying it, but all I can see are my failings. When he had put the world outside himself, I kept at him for seven days more, and after that he was able to put things outside himself.

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