Horses and hoofs can practice frost and snow, and hair can keep out the cold. It's also true that grass drinks water and feet fall to the ground. Although there is Yitai Road to sleep in, it is useless. Bole came and said, "I am good at horses." Burn it, pick it, carve it, make it. Even the shackles are folded with soap, and a dead horse is a living horse. Hungry, sudden rush, the whole qi, the troubles ahead, and then the whip? Wei's dead horse is over half! The Potter said, "I am good at governance." Round is in the rules, square is in the present. The craftsman said, "I am good at wood." The crooked should be the hook, and the straight should be the rope. The nature of the old wood, do you want to hook the rope in the rules! However, the world says, "Bole is good at horses, and potters are good at wood." This is also the rule of this world.

I mean rule the world, otherwise. Perseverance of the people, weaving and making clothes, ploughing and eating are of one mind and one mind. If you don't join the party, you will be released. So in the world of Germany, the line is filled in and depends on it. At that time, there were no tunnels in the mountains and no boat beams in the river; Everything is born in groups, even belonging to hometown; Animals gather together and plants grow. So animals can swim in captivity, and bird nests can climb and peep. Virtue in the world, the husband and the birds and beasts live together, and the home is in harmony with everything. Evil is like knowing a gentleman and a villain! With ignorance, its virtue is inseparable; Nothing wants nothing, it is called simplicity. Simple and popular. Speaking of saints, benevolence and righteousness, the world began to doubt. Rambling is fun, eccentricity is a gift, and the world begins to split. So, simplicity is not residual, this is sacrifice! If the white jade is not destroyed, what is it? Virtue is not abolished, but righteousness is taken! Never leave your temperament and use music and rituals safely! Five colors are not chaotic, this is literary talent! Five tones are not chaotic, it should be six tones!

The husband thinks it is a tool, and the craftsman's sin is also; It is wrong for a saint to destroy virtue and think it is just. If you live on land, you will eat grass and drink water. If you are happy, you will lose your neck; if you are angry, you will kick your back. Mom knows it's over! The husband added a balance to it, and the title was the same every month, while Ma Zhijie and Ni Wei stole the title. Therefore, it is also the crime of Bole to steal if Ma knows it. When her husband was in Xushi He, the houses didn't know what to do, including feeding, rejoicing and swimming with a bulging stomach. People can have this! Speaking of saints, Qu Lile conquers the shape of the world, the county benevolence comforts the heart of the world, and the people want to know and strive for profit and deep application. This is also the fault of the saints.

Wild horses walk in groups on the grassland in the northern desert. Ah, the symbol of freedom!

In prehistoric times, it was our ancestors who wanted horses and horses didn't want people. Horses and people used to be strangers, truly equal.

Fast hoofs run snow and step on hard ice, and thick hair resists cold. It is the nature of horses to adapt to the vast and desolate environment.

When you are thirsty, you can find a fountain to drink, and when you are hungry, you can find grass to chew. It is a horse's nature to like living independently.

Kick your hind legs, kick a jackal who steals and bites, and kick a hunter who is chasing. It is the nature of horses to love peace.

The horse bid farewell to his hometown and was sold to the city. They were very surprised to see these tall buildings. The mare brayed, "Oh, my God, there are people living in it!" " "The stallion snorted." I hope we don't live here. "

The acquaintance with human beings is the misfortune of horses. Once it is taken a fancy to by Mr. Bole, the authority of Xiangma, it is Ma's greatest misfortune to pass the inspection. Bole informed the owner of the horse: "Bring the beast for training." From then on, the course of suffering began.

The head coach of the training class is Bole, surnamed Sun, also known as Bole, who works as a horse trainer for horse lovers. In fact, Bole is the * * * name of a group, which has existed in ancient and modern China and foreign countries. It can be named Zhang and Zhao Qiansun. He said to people, "My specialty is punishing animals." He said to the horse, "friend, I know you." I can see at a glance who is superior and who is inferior, who is pure and who is miscellaneous, and who is a thousand miles away. Please believe me and cooperate happily. "Those pushy horses were all excited and hissed when they saw him coming.

The training course can be divided into two stages.

The first stage, perm your hair, trim your mane, nail your feet, stamp your horn, install a halter, chew iron, tie the reins, tie your back, chest, armpits, abdomen and buttocks with a belt, and then drag it into the stable, put it in a bad place and put it on the bed, which is very annoying. Some stubborn horses can't stand a series of love, or bite or kick, so they are dragged to the slaughterhouse and slaughtered to sell meat. At the end of the first stage, two or three of the ten Mali horses were killed.

The second stage, hunger test, a batch of hunger, a batch of thirst test, a batch of thirst Test the ability of high-speed long-distance running and kill a batch. Sudden acceleration, saying that it is to cultivate explosive power, I am exhausted. Rectify the style of work and put an end to free and loose elements. Unify the pace and clean the centrifugal molecules. These two kinds are called black sheep, and they are killed on the spot. At the end of the second stage, five or six of the ten horses died.

Only a small number of horses who can graduate from Bole training class get diplomas. They are called Liang Jun. Because of their different coat colors, they are given nice names, such as Flower, Seven, Seven, (Horse), (Ma Xin), Seven, Seven, Seven and Plum, all of which are very nice. Pity these horses, chewing the iron bars in their mouths, hurting their tongues and teeth, pulling the reins, hurting their mouths, stumbling all over their bodies, whipping their asses from neck to anus, unspeakable embarrassment, completely obliterating their nature. Nature's horse, alas, has been transformed into an adult horse!

But there are 72 rows of horses in the world, and each row has Mr. Bole. The Potter said, "My specialty is to improve clay and make pottery, which should be round, smooth and square. If you don't believe me, please compare it with compasses and measure it with square feet. " The carpenter said, "My specialty is wood adjustment and carpentry. A straight curve is straight. If you don't believe me, please compare it with a curved board and measure it with a ruler. " How many boles there are!

Raped the horse and thought the horse should thank him. It seems that horses like to be disciplined, strangled and whipped.

The Potter raped Yi Tu and thought that Yi Tu should thank him. It seems that the soil likes to be whole and squeezed into a square.

The carpenter raped him and thought Mu should thank him. It seems that wood likes to be corrected, bent and straightened.

Who respects the nature of horse, soil and wood, and appeals for horse, soil and wood. I only heard a voice of admiration, saying that Master Sun Ma is good at technology, and Carpenter Li is good at technology.

Seventy-two lines away, there is a king.

The king raped the public and thought the people should thank him. It seems that everyone likes to be rectified, managed and enslaved. He never knew where he was wrong, just like seventy-two lines of bole, big and small, triumphant and unconscious. Of course, I'm talking about the bad king.

I believe that a good king will not rule the world like that.

A good king can realize. He knows that the people have the eternity of the people. Weaving, dressing, ploughing and eating are the eternity of the people. A king can change his country, but the people will never change. All people should plow, knit, eat and wear together. The same is the same. Farming, weaving, eating and wearing are the eternal unity of the people. A good king also knows that people have their freedom. People, like wild horses, bison and wild sheep, roam freely in Mobei grassland, each in groups, like everyone else, without favoritism or cronies. As soon as they were given to nature to graze, they were put back to heaven. Therefore, a good king lets the people unite as one, let the people do whatever they want, do not make their own decisions, let the people stop farming and weaving, and ruin their families. The king has virtue, and the people remember it. The so-called sage is like this.

The ancient chief was a better king than a good king. It's a world where virtue is supreme, where people do nothing, the world is healthy and officials forget each other. Everyone's stomach is full, his body is fat, his head is held high, and he is drumming when he walks. No one has to bow to anyone. Everyone smiles, looks straight ahead, can't see right or wrong, and doesn't understand your shortcomings. It is time to confuse things with me, regardless of each other. People are happy and naturally happy. If the mountain closes the traffic, the tunnel can't be built and the water can't be used to build bridges. All things live in peace with people, all life is death, and there is nowhere to escape. Mountains live with animals, and trees resonate with birds. The grass is not cut, the wood is not cut, and everything is vast and gray. Tiger and leopard leaders make friends, or carry forward.

From the ancient world of ignorance to the enlightened world of Yao and Shun, the supreme virtue shrank into virtue, and the chieftain expanded into king. Good kings and bad kings came to power alternately, and then saints appeared. Sages are alert and smart, and they are anxious when they find a social crisis. (3) Bei rulei (upper corpse and lower shell) is like a monument, and it is like a horse. Seeing him working so hard, people not only refused to enjoy themselves, but also suspected him: "People don't want money, who wants to get up early?" Hey. "The sage thinks that the principle of benevolence and righteousness is not very specific, so the ritual and music system allows etiquette to control people's behavior, and music tames people's emotions, thinking that this will help to practice benevolence and righteousness. He didn't know that the result was a more serious social crisis. Etiquette makes people cheat and become a high-level fraud. Music makes people addicted and becomes low-level entertainment. Once upon a time, every family cultivated, every household weaved, and everyone was the same. Now it is divided into two parts, some people become hypocrites and some people become real villains. Society is thus divided and will never be unified. The ideal country collapsed into ruins like this.

So I said:

Without cutting down simple sandalwood, there would be no sandalwood.

No ebony carving, no sacrifice.

If there is no memorial hall, how can you worship the gods?

If you don't break the innocence, there will be no white jade.

There is no Korean version without cutting white jade.

How can you worship the king without holding the imperial tablet?

If the whole world is destroyed, who will listen to benevolence and righteousness?

Who needs the system of rites and music without destroying nature?

If you don't indulge in colorful temptations, who will go to see art patterns?

Who needs music if they don't accept the five-tone disturbance?

Cut simple, break naive, craftsmen are sinners.

Destroying morality destroys sex, and saints are criminals.

Desert northern grassland, free wild horses, simple wild horses, naive wild horses, thirsty to find their own springs, hungry to find their own grass, happy to rub their necks, angry to turn around and kick. The lifestyle is simple, and it is enough to learn these four skills. The cunning of civilized people is cruel, and horses don't understand it. The horse never dreamed that people were so bad.

Once rectified, the horse will understand. People have policies, and horses have countermeasures. The horse was sent to pull the cart, with an iron shaft on its back, a yoke around its neck and a heavy bronze mirror hanging from its forehead. The horse was lonely and looked at everything around him with sinister eyes. Twist your neck and shrink your neck. Drag and hit, the belt broke. Bite the reins secretly, spit secretly, chew iron secretly. Worship ghosts and ghosts, like people being thieves. Simple and naive, completely ruined. Who forced the horse to learn bad? Bole Bole, is it guilty?

The supreme virtue of ancient chiefs ruled by doing nothing, and every household lived and worked in peace and contentment. Everyone can think freely without malice and act freely without doing bad things. Chewing and laughing, eating and dancing. Walk around east and west to relieve the feeling of fullness in the stomach. Life style is simple, it is enough to learn some farming and weaving skills. The cunning and greed of future generations are beyond their dreams.

Children and grandchildren become saints, respect benevolence and righteousness, and the system of rites and music will lead to chaos in the world. Rites and music deprive the freedom of behavior, and benevolence and righteousness hinder the freedom of thought, so that every household does not live and work in peace and contentment, but respects intelligence and pursues interests. Confused officials, cruel officials, profiteers, thieves, hypocrites and real villains all went into battle together. Simple and naive, but it doesn't exist. Who teaches people to learn bad things? Saint, saint, if you make a mistake, you have to take responsibility!