Novel fable story

A long time ago, there was a stupid man. No matter what he did, he didn't think or think. He often does stupid things to make people laugh.

Once, he cooked a pot of vegetable soup at home. Almost finished. He wanted to see if it was salty, so he took out a spoonful of soup with a wooden spoon and tasted it. The man drank a little soup and smacked his lips. It seemed a little weak, so he put the wooden spoon with the leftover soup aside and grabbed a handful of salt and sprinkled it into the pot. At this time, the soup in the pot has been salted, and the soup in the wooden spoon is the original soup. Instead of scooping another spoonful, he picked up the original spoon and tasted it. After eating it, he touched his head strangely, frowned again and said to himself, "Hey, it's obviously salty, why is this pot of soup so weak?"

So the man grabbed another handful of salt and put it in the pot, but he still didn't realize where he was wrong, so he went to taste the soup in the spoon. The soup in the spoon was naturally weak. He thought that the soup in the pot was still not enough, so he tried to add salt to the pot.

In this way, the soup in the wooden spoon has not been changed. He also repeated the process of tasting soup, adding a handful of salt to the pot, and didn't stop to think if there was a problem. A pot full of salt has bottomed out after his tossing, but he still scratched his scalp and thought: Today is really a ghost. Why is the soup in the pot still salty when the salt is almost finished?

The fool really did a foolish thing, judging the soup with salt by the soup without salt. Things always develop and change. If we always judge the overall situation through relatively rigid parts, what's the difference with this fool's mistake?

Farmers are afraid of ghosts and gods.

Once upon a time, farmers in Europe and Guangdong were very superstitious, especially believing in ghosts and gods. To show their piety, farmers built many temples dedicated to ghosts and gods. On the top of the mountain, on the river bank, everywhere. They also make statues of ghosts and gods themselves. With diligent and dexterous hands and superb skills, the peasants carved the general into a tall and powerful appearance; Lang Jun is kinder, fair-faced and young; Is a fairy in people's imagination, with a dignified face of Zhang Shanliang; The imaginary fairy is gorgeous in appearance and graceful in posture. These sculptures have been carefully carved, even a wrinkle is clearly carved, and the clothes (plums) are fluttering, as if flying in the wind, lifelike, lifelike.

In order to build these ghost temples, farmers have tried their best to make them magnificent and spacious. On the way to the temple, long stone steps were built, where trees are shaded and vines are covered, attracting countless birds to nest here. Farmers also carved the chariots and horses of ghosts and gods in the courtyard of the temple and painted them, which made the atmosphere of the temple unusual, but it also made people feel eerie.

The farmers are in awe of these clay sculptures and wood carvings, and they never forget to offer sacrifices every time they sacrifice. Wealthy people at home should slaughter cattle; If the conditions are not so good, kill the pig; Even the poorest people should give chickens and dogs to ghosts and gods. People are often reluctant to eat those dining tables, fish and the like, but they have to take them to the temple to worship ghosts and gods. That's it. People should hold a grand ceremony when offering sacrifices. A little carelessness in etiquette will make everyone extremely afraid, lest ghosts and gods get angry and bring disaster to themselves. Once someone gets sick or dies, people don't ask what happened, it all comes down to the arrangement of ghosts and gods.

It is ridiculous and sad that farmers imagine ghosts and gods themselves, make idols by themselves, but worship what they cook by themselves. Only by trying to get rid of the shackles of ideas and spirits can we do things with a scientific attitude and stop deceiving ourselves like farmers.

Bald pig

A long time ago, the pigs raised in the countryside of Liaodong were all black. People here have never seen pigs of other colors and think that all pigs in the world are black.

One year, a sow of the Zhang family gave birth. He happily counted the newborn piglets: "One, two …" Suddenly, he stopped, opened his mouth wide and remained motionless for a long time. He was surprised to find a little white pig lying in the pigsty! He rushed out and said to everyone, "My pig gave birth to a bald pig, bald!" " Everyone ran to his house and saw the bald pig with their own eyes. Everyone was amazed. For a time, this anecdote spread all over the town.

People are talking about this rare pig with great interest. The oldest, most knowledgeable and authoritative person in the village said, "I have lived for so many years, and I have seen a bald pig for the first time. In my opinion, this pig must be a godsend and can bring good luck. We should send this noble god pig to the capital to the emperor and make our hometown famous all over the world! " Everyone agreed, so they started putting on airs, making red flowers, playing gongs and drums, and preparing nervously.

After a few days, everything was ready. We sent a few strong young men to carry a shelf decorated with red silk, put bald pigs on it, and under the leadership of an able person, beat gongs and drums and blew horns, and set off for Beijing happily all the way.

In this way, I walked for several days and came to the ground of Hedong. People are surprised to find that the pigs raised by farmers there are almost all bald pigs, which is very common. Only then did everyone know that the so-called "auspicious pig" they gave to the emperor was actually just a very ordinary pig. People looked at each other, disappointed and depressed, so they had to give up and go back to Liaodong with the little white pig.

These people are too ignorant to know that there are other colors of pigs in the world, which makes a big joke. The world is very big, and there are many things we don't know. Don't cry roast meat without a clear investigation.

Novel fable story 2 Sister Li plays the ghost

There is a girl named Sister Li. She is not only beautiful, but also hardworking, kind and filial to her elders. She is a good daughter in her family and a good daughter-in-law when she marries her husband's family.

One day, Sister Li's mother was ill, so people sent a message to Sister Li. Sister Li is in a hurry. She didn't have time to wait for her husband to come back to accompany her to her parents' home, so she hurried on the way back to her parents' home alone. As she walked, it was getting dark, and the crescent moon in the sky only gave off a faint light, barely showing the way.

Suddenly, Sister Li heard a voice behind her. She was very nervous. Looking back, she found a man chasing her far behind her. Sister Li immediately realized that she must have met a bad person. What shall we do? In this wilderness, there are only myself and the bad guy except graves and sparse trees. At this time, Li Jie was very worried, but she calmed down. She used her quick wits and stood under an poplar tree at the edge of a grave. She took off her hair ornaments and put them in her arms. She took off the ribbon and tied it around her neck. Her long hair stuck out her tongue and stared at the evil people coming. The man chased him near Li Jie, and Li Jie called him over in a different tone. The man walked up to Li Jie and looked at it carefully. It turned out to be eating goods. With a scream, he collapsed and couldn't get up again. Sister Li took this opportunity to escape and escaped a bullet.

Sister Li trotted all the way back to her parents' house, and her relatives were shocked to see her with long hair, disheveled clothes and sweating. After Sister Li caught her breath, she slowly told them what happened on the road. The family listened, angry and funny. Sister Li's mother stroked her daughter's hair with great distress and said, "My son has suffered."

The next day, news came from the neighborhood that a teenager saw a ghost in an affair last night and was possessed by evil spirits. The ghost kept haunting him, so that he went crazy, lost his mind and talked nonsense. A few days later, I heard that the boy's condition was getting worse and worse. His family invited a doctor and took medicine, but it didn't get better. I asked the Taoist priest to recite a spell, but it still didn't cure me. Before long, the news came that the boy who met the "ghost" finally died.

Although Li Jie is an old woman, she can save herself in a hurry and be calm, witty and brave in front of the wicked. And that bad guy, because of his bad intentions, gave up his life instead. This fable tells us that there are no ghosts in the world, and only fools believe in ghosts.

Novel fable story 3 Mr. Open-minded

There is a man named Lu in Songjiang County, south of the Yangtze River. After having obtained the provincial examination, he won the list and was admitted. He is very bold in character and has given himself a nickname "Mr. Open-minded".

One day after noon, Mr. Lu Yusheng visited his friends in a town west of the county seat and went home with an open mind. He passed by Xixiang, and it was getting dark. Just crossing a hillside and crossing a border vegetable field, I suddenly saw a slim woman with a pale pink face and heavy eyebrows, pulling a rope and coming forward in a hurry. When she saw Lu Mangsheng, she paused, then ran to the side of the road and hid under a big tree, but the rope in her hand fell to the ground. Lv Mangsheng walked to the front, picked up the rope from the ground and looked at it. It turned out to be a straw rope. Smell it with your nose. It's cold and smelly. He immediately knew that this might be someone else's "eating goods", so he hid the straw rope in his arms and walked forward casually.

Lu was walking forward when the woman came out from behind the tree. Soon, she went to the front and stopped him. Lu Yusheng walked from the left side of the road, and she stopped at the left side; Go to the right, and she will stop on the right. Go left and stop left; Go right and stop on the right, but you can't walk repeatedly. It's getting dark ... I thought, the surname Lu, this is what people call "ghosts hitting the wall." I don't care if you hit a city or a ghost, let alone a wall or a ghost! He dashed forward regardless of everything.

The woman couldn't stop him from eating, and suddenly let out a cry. She immediately turned into a long hair, full of blood, and even her tongue stuck out of her mouth, stretching longer and longer, and then stretched out for more than a foot, and ran towards the land. The surname Lu said to the woman "eating goods": "You just put on powder, painted eyebrows and dressed up beautifully to confuse me; Then he wouldn't let me go, wouldn't let me go home and block me; Now you become so vicious, just to scare me. What's the use? You have used all three sets of skills, but I'm still not afraid. I don't think you know anything else! You don't know me yet. I'm Mr. Kaiming. Do you know Mr. Open-minded? " Hearing this, the female ghost had to go back to her original shape, kneel on the ground immediately, bow down to Lv Mangsheng, and then leave in a hurry. Mr. Lu Yusheng is still striding forward.

This story tells people that as long as a person is not confused by fantasy and is not afraid of obstacles and threats from evil forces, he will certainly overcome difficulties and win.

Novel fable story 4 lion and cat fight mouse

During the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, a big mouse, as big as a cat, appeared in the palace, which was extremely harmful. In order to get rid of the big mouse, the court sent for the best cat to subdue it, but every time the best cat was arrested and put in the palace and eaten by the big mouse. Up and down in the palace, there is really nothing I can do.

It happened that a foreign envoy contributed a cat named "Lion Cat". This "lion cat" has white hair, not spotted hair. Its body is as white as a mass of snow. People held it and threw it into the room with the big mouse, closed the doors and windows, so they hid outside and peeked. I saw the lion and the cat squatting on the floor of the room. After a long time, the evil mouse poked its head out of the hole. At first, it hesitated and couldn't get out. After a while, it slowly crawled out of the hole. As soon as it found the mother cat, it flew into a rage and pounced on the cat. The lion cat quickly dodged and jumped on the table and coffee table, and the rat jumped on the table and coffee table. The lion cat dodged again and jumped to the ground. In this way, there are always more than 100 jumps up and down. Everyone saw it outside, and thought that this lioness cat was timid and an inferior cat with no skills. Not long after, people saw the mouse's agile and rapid jump gradually slow down, and its big belly fell there together, as if panting and crawling on the ground, as if to have a rest. At this time, I saw the lioness and the cat quickly jump off the table, quickly put out two claws, grabbed the hair on the mouse's head, and then bit the mouse's head. The rat struggled desperately, and the lion and cat grabbed it and put it down. In this way, the lioness and the mouse twisted into a ball, the lioness and the cat purred, and the mouse kept making harsh "chirping" sounds. After a while, the rat's harsh chirp disappeared. Everyone quickly opened the door and saw that the mouse's head had been bitten by a lion and a cat. Only then did people realize that the lion cat avoided the mouse, not because it was timid and afraid, but because it consumed the mouse's physical strength and waited until the mouse was tired before pouncing on it. It dodged when the mouse ran over, and flirted again when the mouse ran away. Lions and cats use this ingenuity to catch mice.

Ah! What's the difference between those savages who draw their swords and fight with others in a rage and that arrogant and irritable mouse!

The moral of this story is: to win the struggle, we must pay attention to the strategy of struggle. It is impossible to defeat a powerful opponent only by relying on temporary courage and not relying on the strategy of struggle.