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26 . Dong’s Paradise Dream, Ghost Kingdom’s New Thing, Dong’s Training Pigeon

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21. Dong's Paradise Dream, Ghost Kingdom's New Thing, Dong's Training Pigeon

During this period of time, Dong Hun did not leave the mountain. Was it because of the wind blowing in the daytime, the scenery flowing westward, or the white colt passing through the gap, the sunlight fleeting, or the torrential water, the rapid passing of time, the passage of time, day and night…Now, he hid in the small building and became unified, regardless of spring, summer, autumn, and winter. Curled up in the thatched cottage only four walls, difficult to avoid wind, frost, rain and snow. How much happiness had passed in a daze, and it was here in a daze. In fact, you don't need to be drunk anymore. The little fly snorted,"Ha ha ha, bastard, bastard-become a worm." This is called 'having fun without thinking about your home', what a bastard!”Dong Dong opened his head and six ears, and his eyebrows and eyes were silly. Like a monk, he was confused. "What do you mean by 'too happy to think of your home'?"”"Humph!" Little Fly said,"Pei Songzhi's notes on the Shu Shu"He asked Zen,'Do you miss Shu?' He said,"I am happy here, but I don't miss Shu."'”Then, he continued to explain,

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During the Three Kingdoms period, Liu Bei occupied Shu and established the Shu Kingdom. After his death, his son Liu Chan succeeded to the throne, also known as Liu Adou. Liu Chan was fatuous and incompetent. After the death of those talented ministers, in 263 AD, Shu was destroyed by Wei. After Liu Chan surrendered, Cao Huan, the king of Wei, granted him the title of "Duke of Anle", who had no real power and was paid a salary, and moved him to Luoyang, the capital of Wei. The King of Wei himself did not have any real power. The one in charge was Sima Zhao. At a banquet, Sima Zhao deliberately arranged a performance of Shu songs and dances in front of Liu Chan. Liu Chan's followers thought of their destroyed country and were very sad. Liu Chan said to Sima Zhao,""I don't miss Shu." He did not miss Shu Kingdom at all. Sima Wenwang and Liu Chan had a feast together, singing music and dance from Liu Chan's hometown of Shu. The people around them were sad for Liu Chan's demise, but Liu Chan was happy and indifferent. When Sima Zhao saw this, he said to Jia Chong,""I didn't expect Liu Chan to be so muddle-headed. Even if Zhuge Liang lived until now, he wouldn't be able to help this fatuous monarch, let alone Jiang Wei!”Jia Chong said,"If he wasn't so muddle-headed, how could Your Highness annex him?"”Another day, Sima Wen Wang asked Liu Chan,""Do you miss the Shu Kingdom?" Liu Chan said,"It's very happy here. I don't miss Shu."”Knowing this, Xi Zheng, who was with Liu Chan, pointed out,""If Sima Zhao asks again, you should cry and say,'The graves of my ancestors are buried in Shu. I miss them every day.'”Later, when Sima Zhao asked him again, Liu Chan answered according to Xi Zheng's words. After saying that, he closed his eyes and pretended to cry. Sima Zhao then said,"Why did what you said just now sound like Xi Zheng's tone?"”Liu Chan was shocked when he heard that. He opened his eyes and looked at Sima Zhao, saying,""You're right." Everyone around him laughed. "Hahaha, my mixed bug." Little Fly laughed and said sadly," I'm done for with the time that passes by so quickly. Perhaps it was like the saying in Zhuangzi's Journey to the North," Between heaven and earth, if a white horse flies through the gap, it's just sudden." Or perhaps it was like Cao Zhi's " The wind blows in the daytime, and the scenery flows westward." Life is just a matter of time between heaven and earth. It was:

Mountains and rivers full of tears wet clothes, how long can wealth and splendor last? I can't see only the Fen River now, only the wild geese flying in autumn every year. Don't say that the sun is too short, and it is difficult to catch it again. Don't say that a trace of small, since the son is difficult to say again. The wind blew in the day, and the light flowed westward. Cao Zhi of the Wei Dynasty advised people to cherish time. Whenever I think of this poem, it always makes me imagine the high-spirited Cao Zhi living in that era of white clothes fluttering. Thinking of our current situation, although we have 24 hours, 1440 minutes, and 86400 seconds in a day, how many things have we accomplished and how many ideals have we achieved? "Hey, hey-let's not talk about this. Hey, let's train pigeons." Little Fly said,"" How about this, you go get the pigeon feed, I'll go clean the pigeon house floor--" After cleaning up, Xiaoying Zi put her finger into her mouth and whistled loudly. In an instant, three white pigeons flew over like flowing clouds. They had snow-white feathers, as if they were wearing a snow-white coat. They wore a silver-green " necklace " around their necks, and their dark purple breasts made the " necklace " even more dazzling. It had a small, pointed reddish-brown mouth, clever eyes, slender legs, and feet that looked like chicken feet but had no flippers. Standing there, they were slim and elegant. There were black stripes on their wings, making them look very elegant and noble. She was simply like an elegant and luxurious madam. When the white pigeon stood there without moving, it looked like a piece of artwork displayed in a shop. The most interesting thing was their eyes. Their eyes were big and bright, similar to a large white rabbit. Their eyes were like rubies, forming a sharp contrast with their gray bodies. The little fly named them. The first one was called. It is called a gold pigeon, two silver pigeons and three jade pigeons. "Hurry up, did you bring it? He sprinkled the feed beside them, but he did not sprinkle too much. He let them peck at it slowly.”said the little fly. " While whistling, sprinkle a small amount of food around the pigeon. This is repeated training. Before feeding, whistle first and then feed. Over time, the whistle becomes a signal that there is food to eat, and it forms a conditioned reflex. After that, as long as they heard the whistle, they would know that they could get food and gather together, forming a consolidated conditioned reflex. Hurry up, why aren't you scattering?" "Ha ha ha, I want to try putting pigeon food in my hand and patiently waiting for them to eat--" At this time, a gold pigeon, two silver pigeons, and three jade pigeons came to the mixed director. He was so happy that his hands trembled,"Ah--Aiyo!", scaring the gold pigeons, silver pigeons, and jade pigeons to fly away in panic. The hoodlum was like a deflated ball. "Go on!" After a while, the Silver Pigeon swaggered towards him. Little Fly reminded her,"You must remember the lesson just now-don't make a fuss."”While answering, he carefully put the pigeon food in his hand, hoping that they would eat it. One gold, two silver, and three jade pigeons seemed to understand his meaning. One, two, three, they began to eat with relish. "Hehe, did you see that? You've finally gained their trust. They seemed to trust him, and kept eating the pigeon food in his hand. Suddenly, for some reason, the gold, silver, and jade pigeons scattered again, which made Dong Hun dejected again. "Aiyo, I failed again--" After a long time, the golden pigeon came again. At this moment, Little Fly also grabbed some food and said,""Let me try too-- But the pigeon was very picky, and its eyes swept between the two piles of pigeon food. After careful selection and comparison, he actually chose the feed in the small fly's hand and ate it in big mouthfuls. "Strange? Hehehe, even pigeons are so secular---are you looking down on me?”A big question mark appeared in the mixed director's mind. Was his fodder not as good as that of the little flies? It was the same bag of feed. "Hahaha, don't be so smug. "Look at me!" The mixed boss also imitated the pigeon's "cluck cluck" and said all sorts of nice things to the pigeon."Coo, come on, mine smells better than his!”"Cuckoo, come quickly, my dear." The pigeon seemed determined and didn't even look at him. The mixed chairman stomped his feet in anger and spilled the pigeon food all over the ground."Spectre Kingdom-what's new this time-pigeon training? Tame your head!" He patted his butt and sat on the ground in a fit of pique.

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