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            <title><![CDATA[The Monkey and the Sniper]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 04 Nov 2025 09:28:00 GMT</pubDate>
            <description><![CDATA[Long, long ago, in the land of Chu, there lived a man who made a living by raising monkeys. People called him the Monkey Master. Every morning, he would assign tasks to the monkeys in his courtyard, sending the old monkey and the rest to the mountains to gather wild fruits. The monkeys could only take one-tenth of the gathered fruit for themselves; the rest had to be handed over. Any monkey that didn't hand over its share would be severely whipped by the Monkey Master. The monkeys were all af...]]></description>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Long, long ago, in the land of Chu, there lived a man who made a living by raising monkeys. People called him the Monkey Master. Every morning, he would assign tasks to the monkeys in his courtyard, sending the old monkey and the rest to the mountains to gather wild fruits. The monkeys could only take one-tenth of the gathered fruit for themselves; the rest had to be handed over. Any monkey that didn't hand over its share would be severely whipped by the Monkey Master. The monkeys were all afraid of being beaten and resented the Monkey Master, but none dared to rebel.</p><p>One day, a little monkey asked the others, "Did the Monkey Master plant the fruit trees on the mountain?" The other monkeys replied, "No, they grew naturally." The little monkey then asked, "Can't we take them without the Monkey Master's permission?" The other monkeys said, "No, anyone can take them." The little monkey said, "Then why must we rely on him, be used by him, and be commanded by him?" Before the little monkey could finish speaking, all the other monkeys realized what had happened. That night, after watching the monkey sniper fall asleep, they broke down the fence and the wooden cage, took the sniper's savings, and went into the forest, never to return. The sniper eventually starved to death.</p><p>Moral of the Story</p><p>The sniper didn't work, relying on the monkeys for survival. After the monkeys escaped, the sniper eventually starved to death. We are the same; over-reliance inevitably leads to a loss of life skills, making it impossible for us to stand on our own two feet in society. To survive, we must strive for self-reliance.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[People from Zhao were plagued by rats]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 04 Nov 2025 09:25:12 GMT</pubDate>
            <description><![CDATA[Long ago, a man from the state of Zhao was worried about a rat infestation in his home. So he asked a cat for help in Zhongshan. The people of Zhongshan, understanding his situation, gave him a cat. This cat was not only good at catching rats, but also at catching chickens. After more than a month, the cat had eaten all the rats in his house. However, the cat ate all the chickens the family kept. The son of the Zhao man felt the cat was a menace and said to his father, "Now that the rats are ...]]></description>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Long ago, a man from the state of Zhao was worried about a rat infestation in his home. So he asked a cat for help in Zhongshan. The people of Zhongshan, understanding his situation, gave him a cat. This cat was not only good at catching rats, but also at catching chickens. After more than a month, the cat had eaten all the rats in his house. However, the cat ate all the chickens the family kept. The son of the Zhao man felt the cat was a menace and said to his father, "Now that the rats are gone, why don't we dare drive the cat away?" The Zhao man replied, "It's not as simple as you think. I'm worried about the rats, not the chickens. The rats steal our grain, ruin our clothes, and destroy our tools. If there are too many rats, we will starve and freeze. If there are no chickens, we just won't eat them, and we won't starve or freeze. So why do we need to drive the cat away?"</p><p>Moral of the story:</p><p>This fable tells us that everything has two sides; to achieve a goal, some sacrifices are necessary.</p><p>Life Lessons:</p><p>Many things have both good and bad aspects. It's difficult to achieve perfection in anything we do. The correct approach is to look at the problem comprehensively, carefully weigh the pros and cons, and then decide on the best course of action.</p>]]></content:encoded>
            <author>yitiaoweijin@newsletter.paragraph.com (yitiaoweijin)</author>
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            <title><![CDATA[Changyang learns to shoot]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 04 Nov 2025 09:23:38 GMT</pubDate>
            <description><![CDATA[Chang Yang learned archery from Tu Longzi Zhu. To help him understand the principles of archery, Tu Longzi Zhu first told him a story: "When the King of Chu was hunting in the Yunmeng Marsh, he sent his official in charge of the mountains and marshes to scare the animals out so he could shoot them. The animals came out, a deer appeared to the king's left, and a elk appeared to his right. Just as the king drew his bow to shoot, a swan flew past the king's red flag, its wings so large they rese...]]></description>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Chang Yang learned archery from Tu Longzi Zhu. To help him understand the principles of archery, Tu Longzi Zhu first told him a story: "When the King of Chu was hunting in the Yunmeng Marsh, he sent his official in charge of the mountains and marshes to scare the animals out so he could shoot them. The animals came out, a deer appeared to the king's left, and a elk appeared to his right.</p><p>Just as the king drew his bow to shoot, a swan flew past the king's red flag, its wings so large they resembled low-hanging clouds. The king nocked his arrow, unsure which to shoot. At this moment, an official named Yang Shu said to the King of Chu, 'When I shoot an arrow, if I place a leaf a hundred paces away, I hit the target ten times out of ten. If I place ten leaves there, it's hard to say whether I can hit the target.'</p><p>Moral of the story:</p><p>In doing anything, one must be focused and concentrate on one main goal. If one is half-hearted and looks around, nothing will be accomplished." Lessons Learned</p><p>In everything we do, we can only succeed by setting aside all temptations and distractions and focusing wholeheartedly. Being half-hearted and distracted will ultimately lead to nothing.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[The Death of Wakashi]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 04 Nov 2025 09:22:06 GMT</pubDate>
            <description><![CDATA[Long ago, there lived a man named Ruoshi who lived with his family on the north side of Mount Ming. A tiger often lurked outside his fence, watching him intently. Ruoshi was terrified, fearing a sudden attack. So he led his family in constant vigilance. At sunrise, they struck metal objects; at sunset, they lit bonfires and built walls in the valley for defense. Ultimately, the tiger gained nothing. One day, the tiger died. Ruoshi was overjoyed, believing that with the tiger dead, there were ...]]></description>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Long ago, there lived a man named Ruoshi who lived with his family on the north side of Mount Ming. A tiger often lurked outside his fence, watching him intently. Ruoshi was terrified, fearing a sudden attack.</p><p>So he led his family in constant vigilance. At sunrise, they struck metal objects; at sunset, they lit bonfires and built walls in the valley for defense. Ultimately, the tiger gained nothing. One day, the tiger died. Ruoshi was overjoyed, believing that with the tiger dead, there were no more animals threatening him. He relaxed his guard, neglecting to repair the damaged walls. Suddenly, one day, a lynx, hearing the sounds of his cattle, sheep, and pigs, entered his home to eat them. Ruoshi, unaware it was a lynx, desperately tried to chase it away. The lynx stood up like a human and mauled him to death with its claws. Everyone said that Ruoshi only knew one thing but not the other, and this was his fate!</p><p>Moral of the story:</p><p>In the face of crisis, we must strengthen our vigilance and never be complacent or careless.</p><p>Lessons Learned</p><p>Tigers are very dangerous, but if one strengthens their defenses, the tiger has no chance to attack. However, after the tiger dies, the person becomes complacent, unaware of the threat from other animals, and naturally meets their end. In our studies and life, we are the same. Faced with achievements, we must never be arrogant, complacent, or stagnant; otherwise, we will only stagnate and make no progress.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[A scarf]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2025 04:06:49 GMT</pubDate>
            <description><![CDATA[As the New Year approached, she wanted to give her boyfriend a hand-knitted scarf. She knitted and unraveled, knitted and unraveled again, spending a month until it was finally finished. Spoiled since childhood, this was her first scarf, and she imagined his surprised and delighted expression. That evening, she happily put the scarf around his neck, but her boyfriend took it off with a look of weariness: "I don't like wearing scarves, and this color isn't nice!" Her heart instantly turned col...]]></description>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As the New Year approached, she wanted to give her boyfriend a hand-knitted scarf. She knitted and unraveled, knitted and unraveled again, spending a month until it was finally finished.</p><p>Spoiled since childhood, this was her first scarf, and she imagined his surprised and delighted expression.</p><p>That evening, she happily put the scarf around his neck, but her boyfriend took it off with a look of weariness: "I don't like wearing scarves, and this color isn't nice!"</p><p>Her heart instantly turned cold. Dejected, she returned home and tossed the scarf carelessly onto the sofa.</p><p>Her father came home, assuming it was for her, and put it on himself, his face beaming with happiness.</p><p>She turned away, tears streaming down her face.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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