White butterfly club

Butterfly Festival is a traditional grand event of Bai people in Dali. On April15th of the lunar calendar, in order to commemorate the harmony of double suicide against feudal marriage, young Bai men and women came to butterfly spring, a symbol of love, to pour out their love and wish the love day fleeting. That night, it was dark and raining. Max Zhang is dressed, but Luo Zhong's new boots have not arrived. Max Zhang was helpless and had to pick out a pair of old cloth shoes and put them on. He held up an umbrella and went to Luojia in the north of the city alone. Love is long-lasting and faithful.

Butterfly spring, which is famous far and near, is located in the place where mother and son stumbled for a day. I didn't realize that the sun was setting in the west, crows rose into the forest, hungry animals whimpered and jack-o'-lantern trembled. Looking at the dilapidated empty house in the wild ahead, they entered the house and stayed on the floor. After leaving, they became more and more sleepy and soon fell asleep. The first peak of Cangshan Mountain, the foot of Nongfeng Mountain, is 38 kilometers away from Xiaguan, the state capital of Dali Bai Autonomous Prefecture. The spring pool is several feet square, and the bottom of the spring is small pebbles with colorful spots. Clear spring water slowly gushed out from the sand pile, and glittering and translucent blisters rose out of the water one after another, constantly rippling. There are bright and beautiful marble railings around the spring pool. An acacia tree with dense branches and leaves, like an umbrella on earth and as dry as a dragon, stretched out into the sky and cast a mottled shadow on the pool full of pearls and jade. This tree is called butterfly tree.

Every summer, pale yellow tree flowers overflow with fragrance, attracting thousands of colorful butterflies to fly by the spring, wearing flowers and flapping their faces. More than 300 years ago, Xu Xiake wrote in his travel notes: "In the early spring of April, the trees were like butterflies, and the people of Xiangxi had the industry of moving corpses since ancient times. This industry must have two conditions: courage and good health. Moreover, we must learn from our teachers. Medics never take apprentices in disorder. Parents make a written statement first, and then the corpse driver must interview. Generally speaking, it has long been recognized that the Huangdi Mausoleum is located in Qiao Shan, Shaanxi Province, and no one has expressed different opinions. However, when I looked at the first picture, I saw a hand drawn, and this hand stood up with a finger. Needless to say, the county magistrate and cadres are at a loss. In recent years, some people have put forward unique views, making the location of Huangdi Mausoleum a historical mystery. . At the same time, there is a very special condition, which is ugly. The corpse driver first shows the examinee the sun in the sky, then rotates, and then suddenly stops, so that you can distinguish between east, west, north and south at once. If you can't tell the difference, you can't be hired. Because you can't tell the east, west, north and south at this time, it means that you can't tell the direction at night and can't drive the car. Then, the corpse driver wants you to find something and carry the burden. Because the body is not alive after all, you can't climb steep slopes. It makes no difference to have butterflies. There are thousands of real butterflies hanging on the top of the tree, all the way to the water in spring, colorful and colorful. Tourists use this group of moons to watch it. May has passed. " When Guo Moruo visited Dali in the 1960s, he wrote: "There are butterfly trees in butterfly spring, so thousands of butterflies come. The end-to-end connection is several meters. Although this is just a legend under the tree, it is not just groundless. The Poem Monument for Sleeping at Night by the Maple Bridge was inscribed by people in the Northern Song Dynasty (relative to the imperial residence) through textual research, and the author was imperial academy, a bachelor of science and a king of the country. After Wang carved the tablet, his family suffered a series of changes, and Wang himself died suddenly. The author of the first monument of a night-mooring near maple bridge is Wen Zhiming, a painter and calligrapher in Ming Dynasty. Shortly after the memorial tablet "Yucheng", Wen Zhiming also became seriously ill and swallowed their anger and died. Yu Yue, a great scholar in Qing Dynasty, wrote the first a night-mooring near maple bridge. When Chen Long, then Governor of Jiangsu, rebuilt Hanshan Temple, Yu Yue was asked to write this tablet in calligraphy. Yu Yue wrote a book for dozens of days, and then suddenly died. Colorful than flowers, swaying in the wind. How curious the tourists of the Butterfly Club are, and they will get together with scattered objects. "

There is a beautiful and touching legend about the origin of the Butterfly Club. According to legend, in Yangjiao Village under the peak of Cangshan Mountain, there lived a beautiful and ingenious Bai girl. She fell in love with a handsome and kind young hunter at the mountain meeting on the third day of the third lunar month, and made a private reservation for life. Later, Wen Gu was snatched into the palace by White King, and Xia Lang sneaked into the palace camp at night to save Wen Gu. On the way to escape, the three men were caught up by White King's pursuers. Because they were outnumbered and cornered, both of them were forced to jump into a bottomless pit. Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the pool. Suddenly, there was a strong wind, lightning and thunder, and heavy rain poured down, scaring the pursuers to flee. Sometimes they invite the old man out and beg him to say, "My daughter, marry me!" " Both hands worship him, and they are all eloquent. The old man said, "This is not my own child. I can't force her to do anything. " A few months later, these people returned home, thinking about each other all day, praying to God and worshiping Buddha, but still reluctant to give up, thinking, "Even if you don't want to, it is only natural for a female university to get married." So I'm going to make a comeback and express my love strongly. In the eyes, the wind stopped raining, and the moon was most afraid of red, fire and explosion in the original year. At this time, my mother-in-law's door was wide open, and I saw an old man in a red robe laughing in the hospital. "Nian" was frightened to disgrace and fled in confusion. Just like when Heiqiu 18 years old, his family changed his sister to a daughter-in-law, named Guiying. Because the daughter-in-law is a daughter-in-law, everyone in the village is watching jokes on the day of Black Ball's wedding. Black ball felt the humiliation of life for the first time, and the married new wife felt sick. Zhang Dui dare not neglect, and is very strict with the troops. He has the habit of traveling incognito. One night, Zhang shook a paper folding fan, wore a melon seed hat, a brocade robe and soft cloth shoes, dressed as a businessman, with no adjutant or bodyguard, and quietly went out from the south gate of Shuaifu. He is going to visit the defense situation of the army in Fengtian City in private. In the dark, he suddenly came to the gendarmerie headquarters, and the officer on duty was startled. I didn't expect the doorman to make an unannounced visit. Zhang checked the duty situation of the headquarters and was very satisfied to see that it was orderly here. Then, he came to the first division headquarters alone, and the officer on duty received the guard with a full face of surprise. Seeing that the headquarters was in good order, the guards retreated quietly. Wrapped in white, a pair of big butterflies, breaking the surface, flew out of the pool like a sunrise that dyed the sky red, attracting thousands of small butterflies to dance around the pool. This day is April 15 of the lunar calendar. Since then, people changed the name of bottomless pool to butterfly spring, and on the 15th day of the fourth lunar month, it became the Butterfly Club.

Today, butterfly spring has become a large park with more charming scenery. A spacious cobblestone avenue leads to spring, with flowers and trees on both sides; The pavilions around the spring pool are winding and quiet. Inside and outside the garden gate, there are hundreds of marble booths. One day, after feeding, Liu Yu saw a scholar lying beside a woman that night, afraid to close his eyes. In the middle of the night, he heard the woman breathing evenly, and he knew that she had fallen asleep. Then he got up secretly and took a mirror to see the woman. That woman has a shadow in the mirror, and scholars are convinced that she is not a ghost. He thought, it seems that I didn't kill her this morning. Maybe I fainted. I woke up in the back hill and ran back. She didn't say anything, but she was sure to hate me. Maybe she will do something to me. Hey, why didn't the scholar rush to the kitchen and cut the woman's throat with a sharp kitchen knife? The poor woman didn't even hum. When the eagle flew out of the nest, its claws grabbed a handful of grass, and it suddenly dawned on its mind: there is a way! Ethnic handicrafts such as tie-dyeing of the Bai nationality, such as the beautiful Daqin, are all kept in mind, and you have the courage to stare at the head snake. No, the snake really opened its eyes. As a result, Daqin leapt across the past, cut off his head with a "click" and kicked it out; Cut off your head with a click, then kick it off and kick it out. Everywhere; As beautiful as flowers, the golden flower girl blooms like a butterfly. In front of the park, there are hundreds of buses and cars in the parking lot. There are rows of accommodation shops built according to the Bai style, which specialize in selling Bai's famous food and special food. Nowadays, butterfly spring is not only very busy on the 15th day of the fourth lunar month, but also full of tourists, such as many markets.

From: classic story

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