khai khẩu như phá thạch
A mouth opening like stone splitting — words that land with a mason's finality.
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A mouth opening like stone splitting — words that land with a mason's finality.
Opening the gate and bowing in the burglar — courtesy extended to one's own ruin.
Opening any book profits — every volume keeps at least one useful line.
have a grand opening (used in congratulatory and celebratory settings)
Praising the Prince Consort's fine coat — flattery aimed where flattery is redundant.
Now the ant eats the fish, now the fish eats the ant — fortunes rotate even between the great and the tiny.
Fond, they share the crust; furious, they curse over the scrapings — affection swinging pot-to-pot.
In favor, gifted the paper fan; out of favor, even the palm fan reclaimed — generosity with a repossession clause.
Deceiving the master and effacing the founder — betraying one's own teacher and school.
when and only when
Quick to promise, scarce to keep — the easy yes weighs least.
Slight a scholar and be schooled by one — the shabby stranger may out-think you yet.
The yam polishing its own tuber — self-praise, root and skin.
Generosity gathers the crowd — largeness of measure is what people rally to.
Bowed back and bent knee — cringing servility before the powerful.
very healthy and strong
as fit as a fiddle
nature reserve
toilet and shower block
Tilting the parasol and dismounting — the full courtesies paid to someone deeply respected.
to lose all of one’s assets, wealth, and housing; to go pear-shaped
The chamber wife's lament — a woman aching for her absent husband.
Different blood breeds fishy hearts.
A guest at the door — if not chicken, then duck — hospitality that always finds something for the pot.
(noun) chestnut-winged cuckoo (Clamator coromandus)
The skillful end up serving the clumsy — cleverness earns the work, dullness the rest.
A heart like a ravine — greed no filling ever levels.
Poor together beats rich alone — company is the wealth that counts.
The poor guard their heads, the rich their goods — each defends the only thing they have.
The poor want wealth, the sick want health — desire is always for the missing thing.
Only the hard-up have food — no one delivers portions to the idle; want is what gets people working.
Poor in the market's middle, unasked-after; rich in the deep forest, sought by boats — money, not distance, decides your visitors.
Poor but clean, ragged but fragrant — integrity kept laundered whatever the wardrobe.
Ashamed to weep, laughing out tears — caught where neither face will fit.
Whimpering over stale tea — sulky crying over nothing worth the tears.
Talked till the throat runs dry — pleading at length to ears that never open.
Dry as salted fish — desiccated; a person or prose with all the juice cured out.
Even smart people can have a momentary lapse in judgement. / Even Homer sometimes nods.
Be clever enough to be feared, or artless enough to be loved — only the in-between draws hate.
Cleverness yields to reason, strength to words — argument outranks both wit and muscle.
Each clever head its own trick, each skilled hand its own way — mastery never comes in one pattern.
Cunning is no match for honesty — the straight measure outlasts every crooked one.
Wisdom isn't measured by volume — the wise show wise in half a sentence.
Armed with fangs and beak — equipped to bite back; not to be handled bare.
Sharp on every side of the market — neither cheated nor cheating: that is the whole of commercial wisdom.
Be clever answering outsiders — chicks of one mother must never spar with each other — solidarity begins in the coop.
clever at home but foolish out on the street; a smart aleck among family but timid among strangers
Wise by three or foolish to the grave — native wit shows in the cradle; only study amends it.
The quick live, the slow die — wits are the first survival equipment.
Clever in the eulogy, foolish on the stele — flatter the living aloud, but carve stone carefully.
The wise eat the solids, the foolish drink the broth — advantage goes to whoever knows which part matters.
The clever eat others; the foolish are eaten — the market's shortest food chain.
Wisdom skips the young, vigor skips the old — each age lacks the other's gift.
A lone sage is less than a chorus of simpletons — many plain heads outvote one brilliant one.
No one owns to being the robber's father — even thieves' kin want clean hands; guilt finds no volunteers.
No hand stays clasped till nightfall, no head shares the pillow till dawn — nobody's safety is guaranteed the whole way.
If you don't know something listen.
No father? There's the uncle — standing in, word for word, the uncle serves as father.
No dog? The cat gets the scraps duty — necessity promotes whoever's left.
no one is an angel; no one is perfect; no one is above reproach