Who knows what are the traditional Chinese virtues of ancient poetry

Kong Rong Cedes the Pear

Rong was four years old, and was able to cede the pear. It is desirable that the younger brother in the eldest should be forewarned.

Kong Rong's father took some pears for his children to eat and asked Kong Rong to pick first, but Kong Rong picked the smallest one. His father asked him why he took the smallest pear, and Kong Rong replied that he was the youngest, so he should eat the smallest one and give the big one to his brother.

Huang Xiang Warms His Seat

Huang Xiang is nine years old and can warm his seat. Filial piety is what you should do

Once upon a time, when Huang Xiang was a child, his family's life was very hard. When he was nine years old, his mother died. Huang Xiang was very sad. He was already very filial to his parents, during his mother's illness, young Huang Xiang always stayed close, guarding his mother's bedside. After his mother's death, he was more caring and attentive to his father, trying to make him worry less.

The winter night was particularly cold. At that time, the farmer's house and did not have any heating equipment, it is really difficult to sleep. One day, when Huang Xiang was reading at night, he felt especially cold, and his hands holding the scrolls were cold and clammy for a while. He thought, "In such cold weather, my father must be very cold, his old man has worked all day long, and he can't sleep well at night. Thinking about this, little Huang Xiang heart is very uneasy. In order to let his father less cold and frozen, he finished his reading and quietly into his father's room, give him a good bed, and then undressed, into his father's quilt, with his own body heat, warm the cold quilt, before greeting his father to sleep. Huang Xiang warmed his father's heart with his filial piety. The story of Huang Xiang warming his father's seat spread, and everyone in the neighborhood praised Huang Xiang.

Summer came, Huang Xiang's low house is particularly hot, and there are a lot of mosquitoes and flies. In the evening, everyone in the courtyard to cool, although each person kept shaking the hand fan, but still do not feel cool. At night, everyone was sleepy and ready to go to bed, and it was only then that everyone realized that Xiao Huang Xiang hadn't been here all along.

"Xiang'er, Xiang'er." Father was busy raising his voice to call out to him.

"Dad, I'm here." With that, Huang Xiang walked out from his father's room. His head was full of sweat and he was holding a big bushel fan in his hand.

"What are you doing, it's weirdly hot," Dad said heartily.

"The house is too hot and there are many mosquitoes, I use the fan vigorously, the mosquitoes will run away, the house also looks cooler, you can sleep." Huang Xiang said. Dad tightly embraced Huang Xiang, "My good boy, but you are sweating all over yourself!"

Future, Huang Xiang in order to let his father rest well, after dinner, always take the fan, the mosquito flies fan away, but also fan cool father sleeping bed and pillow, so that after a day of hard work of the father to sleep earlier.

People thought, such filial piety father, must be very love their own country. Huang Xiang did not let everyone down, and when he grew up, people elected Huang Xiang to be a magistrate, and under Huang Xiang's leadership, his hometown got better and better.