Wang Zun disciples of Xianda Delong are doing translation in their rooms.

Xianda Delong looked at the statue, and his disciples crowded his room.

This sentence comes from the preface to seeing Ma Sheng off to Yang by Song Lian, a scholar in Ming Dynasty.

The original text of "Send Dongyang Horse":

I liked studying when I was young. Because my family is poor, I can't get books to read. I often borrow money from the library, copy it myself, and send it back on the appointed day. When the weather is cold, the water in the salt pond freezes into ice and I can't stretch my fingers. I still don't relax reading. After copying, please go back to China, and dare not exceed the agreed time limit slightly. So most people will lend me books so that I can read all kinds of books.

When he grew up, he admired the teachings of saints and suffered from being unable to associate with knowledgeable teachers and celebrities. He quickly walked out of the hundred miles and brought the scriptures to his fellow villagers. Senior honorary person, Yemeni students crowded his room, and his words and attitude were never slightly euphemistic. Around Lishi, he assisted the suspect and leaned over to ask questions; Or the more respectful and polite you are when you meet, you dare not say a word; Please ask again as soon as it is happy. So I was stupid and finally learned a lot.

When I was looking for my master, I was walking in the mountains of Otani with my book box on my back and Tara shoes on. In winter, the wind was cold and the snow was several feet deep, and my feet and skin were frozen and cracked. After entering the room, my limbs were stiff and I couldn't move. The servant gave me hot water and covered me with a quilt. It took a long time to warm up. Stay in a hotel and eat two meals a day, without fresh fat and delicious enjoyment. All the students are all embroidered, wearing hats decorated with treasures, white jade rings on their waists, swords on their left and smelly faces on their right. In the meantime, I don't care about my clothes, and I don't know if my mouth and body are inhuman. My efforts and efforts are probably like this.

Translation of Preface to seeing Ma Sheng off to Yang;

I liked studying when I was young. Because my family is poor and I can't get books to read, I often borrow them from people who collect books, copy them myself and return them on an agreed date. When the weather is very cold, the water in the inkstone pool is frozen into hard ice, and my fingers can't bend and stretch, so I still don't relax reading. Return it to others as soon as possible after copying, and dare not exceed the agreed time limit slightly. So most people are willing to lend me books, so I can read all kinds of books.

As an adult, I admire the theory of sages more, but I can't communicate with knowledgeable teachers and celebrities. Once I walked a hundred miles at a brisk pace and asked my compatriots for advice with a scripture in my hand.

His predecessors were highly respected, and his master students crowded his room. His words and attitude are never euphemistic. I stood beside him, asking questions, asking truth, and bowed my head to him for advice; Sometimes I am reprimanded, my expression is more respectful, my manners are more thoughtful, and I dare not answer a word; Ask him when he is happy. So although I was stupid, I finally learned a lot.

When I was looking for a teacher, I walked in the deep mountain valley with my book box on my back and my heels on. In the severe winter, the wind was cold and the snow was several feet deep, and my feet and skin were frozen and cracked. When I arrived at the school house, my limbs were stiff and I couldn't move. The servant poured me hot water and covered me with a quilt. It took a long time to warm up. Staying in a hotel, eating two meals a day, no fresh, fat and delicious enjoyment.

The students' scholars are all well-dressed, wearing red scarves and jewels, with white jade rings around their waist, knives on the left and sachets on the right, which are as bright as gods; I'm wearing an old cotton gown and a rag, and I'm not jealous. Because there are enough things in my heart to make me happy, I don't feel that the enjoyment of food and clothing is inferior to others. My efforts and hardships are probably like this.

Brief introduction of the author

Song Lian, whose original name is Shou, whose real name is Jinglian, whose nickname is Qianxi, Longmenzi, Dunlao, Xianhuasheng, Yuanzhen Taoist, Taoist, Zhangziren, brainless layman, Bai Niusheng, Nanshan Qiao, Nangong Shisan, Forbidden Forest Shisan, Han nationality, and his ancestral home is Jinhua Qianxi. He is the author of Shu's Beaver, Wang Mian's Reading, Xu Hengchuan, Preface to Dongyang, Xu Heng doesn't eat pears, The Ding of Shentu Dun, Preface to Peach Blossom Creek, Wang Mian's Learning, etc.

For the above contents, please refer to the Preface to Send Ma Sheng to Dongyang.