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Wang Rong was concise and essential, while Pei Kai was clear and penetrating.
Kongming was known as the Sleeping Dragon; Lu Wang was foretold as "not a bear."
Yang Zhen of Guanxi, Ding Kuan of Yidong.
Xie An, noble and pure; Wang Dao, loyal and just.
Kuang Heng bored a hole through the wall for light; Sun Jing locked himself indoors to study.
Zhi Du, the azure eagle; Ning Cheng, the nursing tiger.
Zhou Song was stubborn and unyielding; Liang Ji was arrogant and domineering.
Xi Chao's whiskered counsel, Wang Xun's brief memoranda.
Fubo's marker pillar, Bowang's quest for the river's source.
Li Ling's early verses, Tian Heng's mournful song.
Wuzhong wrote tirelessly; Shiheng worried about having too much talent.
Huan Tan denounced prophecy, Wang Shang dispelled rumors.
Ji and Lu summoned each other's carriages; Cheng and Kong tilted their canopies in friendship.
Ju Meng alone could match an army; Zhou Chu rid the land of the three plagues.
Hu Guang made up for the emperor's shortcomings; Yuan An became the pillar the state relied upon.
Huang Ba excelled in local administration; Liang Xi achieved the highest rank in regional governance.
Mozi wept over dyed silk; Yang Zhu wept at the forked road.
Zhu Bo's crows gathered, Xiao Zhi's pheasants followed.
Du Hou grew new teeth, King Ling of Zhou grew a beard.
Jia Yi feared the owl, Zhuangzi dreaded being a sacrificial ox.
King Zhao of Yan built the Golden Terrace; Zheng Zhuang established courier stations to welcome guests.
Guan and Jing, twin marvels of calligraphy; Yue and Zhan, paired jades of talent.
Qie Shen's single branch, Dai Feng's honored seat.
Zou Yang's long robe, Wang Fu's plain sleeves.
The crying crane beneath the sun, Shilong amid the clouds.
Emperor Xuan of Jin possessed the wary wolf-like gaze; Emperor Zu of Han bore the auspicious dragon-like countenance.
Bao Jing remembered the well, Yang Hu recognized the ring.
Zhong Rong, lofty as the blue clouds; Shuye, pure as Mount Yu.
Mao Yi received the summons with reverence, Zilu carried rice for his parents.
Jiang Ge, loyal and filial; Wang Lan, devoted to his brother.
Xiao He established the laws, Shusun crafted the rites.
Ge Feng exposed wrongdoing, Xi Gong endured constant slander.
Guan Ning cut the straw mat to sever a friendship; He Qiao occupied a whole carriage due to his obsession with money.
Shi Miao left his calf behind, Yang Xu hung up his fish.
Fan Kui pushed open the door, Xin Pi pulled at his robe.
Sun Chu "rinsed with stone," Hao Long "sunbathed his books."
Mei Gao petitioned the palace, Chong Guo praised his own service.
Wang Yan judged men by their air, Xu Shao rated them monthly.
He Xun, foremost of Confucian scholars; Sun Chuo, crowned in talent.
Taishu was eloquent and learned, Zhi Zhong skilled in letters.
Shan Tao had deep insight, Mao Jie was just and upright.
Yuan Ang refused his seat, Wei Guan struck the bed in sorrow.
Lord Yu's gate stood tall, Cao Can packed swiftly for duty.
A humble woman's plea stirred the wind, Zou Yan's grief brought frost.
Fan Dan let dust settle, Yan Ying ate coarse grain.
Jiefen rose to found Wei, Bieling ruled as king of Shu.
Buyi was falsely accused of theft, Bian He wept over his jade.
Tan Qing danced as a monkey, Xie Shang mimicked the myna.
Taichu shone like sun and moon, Jiye chronicled the seasons.
Xun and Chen, stars of virtue; Li and Guo, immortals on a boat.
Wang Tun's embroidered quilt, Lady Zhang's bronze hook.
Lord Ding was swiftly executed, Yong Chi was first enfeoffed.
Chen and Lei, bound like glue and lacquer; Fan and Zhang, sharing chicken and millet.
Marquis Zhou stood firm as a mountain, his fame rose like mist over Kuaiji.
Ji Bu's single promise, Ruan Zhan's three words.
Guo Wen roamed freely among mountains; Yuan Hong moored his boat by the river islet to compose poetry.
Huang Wan discoursed on the sun, Qin Mi debated the heavens.
Meng Ke cultivated simplicity; Yang Xiong composed the Xuan.
Xiang Xiu wept at the flute's sound, Bo Ya broke his strings.
Guo Huai humbled herself, and even Nan Commandery pitied her.
Lu Gong tamed the pheasants, Song Jun banished the beasts.
Yue Guang's guest was startled by a bow's reflection mistaken for a snake; Yin Hao observed the constellations to predict political shifts.
Yuanli set the standard, Jiyan led as its chief.
Lu Bao wrote the Satire on the God of Money; Cui Lie's reputation was tainted by the smell of copper cash.
Liang Song was honored with temple offerings, Zhao Wen soared like an eagle.
Mei Cheng rode the padded cart, Zheng Jun wore plain white robes.
Ling's mother fell upon her sword; Ke's mother cut the loom's thread.
The Qi consort broke the jade ring, Lady Xie resolved the siege.
Zaochi's letters, Xun Xu's musical harmony.
Hu Wei declined the silk; Lu Ji held onto the oranges.
Luo Han swallowed the bird in his dream, Jiang Yan dreamed of the writing brush.
Li Xin was pure and steadfast; Liu Lin was lofty and forthright.
Jiang Xu tended his three paths, Xu You carried but a single gourd.
Yang Pu moved the pass; Du Yu built the bridge.
Shou Wang debated the cauldron; Du Lin refuted claims about Yao.
