Ancient legends and folktales

Folk stories are a form of expression of folk culture, passed down from generation to generation in oral form, and developed with the development of folk culture. Do you know which ones? The following is what I share with you. Welcome to reading.

: Nianyutan

A long time ago, in the mire of a small mountain village, there was a big catfish practicing in it.

Suddenly one day, the once-in-a-century tornado came to this small mountain village, and suddenly the small mountain village was destroyed: the tree was uprooted and fell to the ground; Some villagers were crushed under the house, and some were crushed to death by trees; Many birds fell and died.

At this time, the big catfish in the mire rose and spun in the sky. In a short time, its whole body was covered with people. In a short time, the big catfish glued all the villagers to themselves and put them in a safe place.

The big catfish said to the rescued villagers, "I am a catfish essence who has been practicing in the mire for thousands of years." I have been ordered by the Jade Emperor to protect your small village. " After listening to the words of the big catfish, the villagers were very happy, but also very sad-happy that they were saved, sad that all their houses were destroyed by tornadoes, and without their homes, the villagers suddenly burst into tears.

The big catfish comforted the suffering villagers and said, "Listen to me, folks. We can repair the collapsed house ourselves. I believe everything will be fine in a few days. "

A few days later, the big catfish came to this small mountain village with the villagers. Faced with a mess, the big catfish and the villagers worked together to rebuild their homes.

Knowing the kindness of the big catfish, the Jade Emperor specially invited Guanyin Bodhisattva in the South China Sea to help the big catfish and villagers rebuild their homes. Just as the big catfish and the villagers were working hard, Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared. Guanyin Bodhisattva said to the big catfish, "The Jade Emperor asked me to help you. You have practiced in this quagmire for thousands of years, and with your kindness this time, your merits have been completed, and you can return to heaven the next day. "

"Thank you, Jade Emperor! Thank you Guanyin Bodhisattva! "

At this time, Guanyin Bodhisattva restored those dead trees and collapsed houses with resurrection, and all the birds that fell dead were revived and flew freely in the sky. All the villages were restored to their original state, and the villagers laughed happily at once.

When these villagers were happy, Guanyin Bodhisattva and the big catfish had returned to heaven. In order to repay the big catfish for saving his life, the villagers built a monument-catfish pond next to the quagmire of big catfish farming. Since then, the big catfish has become a great benefactor of the villagers in this small mountain village, and the story of the big catfish has been passed down from generation to generation.

: The Legend of Suyuzhai

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According to legend, the Li family settled in Suyu Village, Wuxiang in the early Ming Dynasty. When their ancestors first came, they were still poor. They rely on the nearby Nanping Wolong area to dump some casserole pots and pans, and then go to the market to sell things for a living. They live a very poor life. This ancestor is bent on changing the status quo. After several years of struggle, his life gradually improved. Later, he heard that this piece of ceramics in Henan and Hebei was very popular, so he went south to enter the market and made a name for himself.

Because he runs in Shexian county, Hebei province all the year round, it is inevitable that some local bullies will charge any fees, so that they have little left, so they will ask their friends for help and there is nothing they can do. When I came back, I met a man who showed me the way. Only when I burn the incense in Dongtou, grandma's family will protect you, and it will be unimpeded in this area from now on. Li's ancestors were skeptical and tried to burn incense before March 1 this year. Who wanted him to leave as soon as possible? He only burned two incense burners for three years in a row. Why are you one step behind others every year? Why do ancestors wonder? When burning incense in the fourth year, he simply came to the mountain a few days in advance and stayed on the west side of the main hall for a secret inspection. Who came first? After a while, the man came. When granddaddy saw that he was a Taoist who instructed him four years ago, he flashed out, grabbed him by the collar and shouted loudly. Four years ago, you told me that only burning this incense could keep me safe, but why did you go against me and argue with me? The Taoist priest left unhurriedly, waving his clothes and sleeves, only to hear from the air: I am a former disciple of Nu Wa, and I have been ordered to help you with your study. Good deeds have their own rewards. The ancestors were busy kowtowing to give thanks, and the Taoist priest had disappeared. Since then, Li's business has grown. It is said that there are many shops all the way from Suyu to Beijing, and his hometown has built a magnificent mansion, known as "Little Beijing", which has been beautiful for hundreds of years.

Qi Zhi Mai Tan Xing Racecourse

Not long after the Qing Dynasty entered the Central Plains, one year, Xijing Town of Licheng went to the temple fair, and a son of the Li family secretly went to Licheng to go to the fair with the help of several buddies. It was summer and autumn, and Xijing Beach was covered with weeds. None of them paid attention to what would happen, so they just put their horses on the beach and went shopping. Several sons enjoyed themselves for a while and drank several glasses of wine greedily. They didn't want to go home until the sun was about to set. They rushed to Xijing Beach and found that the horse was gone, and the servants didn't know where it had gone. Just as some of them were in a hurry, a man in his thirties came up and said, "Are you from Wuxiang, riding four red horses?" The sons replied, "Yes, yes." The man said it was good to have a master. Your horse ate my Xijing motherwort, and both the man and the horse were detained. Pay back 500 silver dollars, or sue the official. When Li Gongzi got angry and didn't eat a few motherwort, the lion opened his mouth. It's really cruel The two sides quarreled and refused to give way to each other. At that time, Li Gongzi, who was in high spirits, took out 12 thousand silver dollars from the nearby Li family's shop and sold hundreds of acres of floodplain in Xijing to the Li family in Suyu Village, Wuyi, with no regrets for ten thousand years.

After Xijing Beach was owned by the Li family, Li Gongzi bought hundreds of good horses to ward off evil spirits and kept them in captivity. Snobbishers guarded them day and night, so they boldly ate Xijing motherwort.

It is better to have a wife than to have money.

According to legend, when Li made a comeback, his son reached marriageable age, and his parents were going to get married according to the engagement he made when he was young, but Li insisted on finding a woman in Hanbi Village, because it was rumored that Hanbi was a must. Parents had no choice but to tear up their engagement with Yushe's family and compensate a large sum of silver dollars.

Shortly after breaking off the engagement with Yushe's family, he sent a client to Hanbi Village as a matchmaker. Huang Fusong's family heard about the divorce of the Li family in Sugu and thought that he looked down on people. So he married his daughter in the past, but he was not pushed into the fire pit. It can't be said that the matchmaker refused the Li family's marriage.

First he got divorced, and then the Wei family refused to kiss him. Rumors spread all over Wudong for a while, saying that the Li family had no virtue and morality, and there were worse things. In order to save face, Li sent his housekeeper to the Great Wall of Korea with ten cars to propose marriage. When the Wei family met, they changed their tune and invited the suitors in. They waited for tea and talked about it. The two sides had an argument over money. On the one hand, the Wei family can propose marriage, provided that they get how much money. On the other side is a gift of ten cars, without a penny. Besides, a housekeeper can't help it, and she has to go back to her host's house to decide.

The second matchmaking failure is unprecedented in the Li family for hundreds of years. Li thought it was an insult to his ancestors, so he decided to say this marriage at all costs to save face. The next day, Li came to Hanbi Village and had a face-to-face conversation with the Wei family. The Wei family was not to be outdone when they saw that the Li family had arrived in person. The two sides are at daggers drawn, and no one will compromise. One party has to get married, and the other party is not suitable for marriage. Attract people around Hanbi to watch. Seeing that the road was blocked, Li made a last resort, yelling at Wei: Don't stop what happened today and what happened today, or I will seal off your rich family in Hanbi Village and send them back to the valley. This move really worked, and Han Bi's Wei family was shocked and had to agree to this marriage. From then on, the gentry and gentry of Lu 'an Prefecture competed with Su Yu Village for blood relationship.

Master Green flies books and laughs wildly.

Fu Shan, Taiyuan, was an anti-Qing scholar in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties. According to legend, during the reign of Shunzhi in Qing Dynasty, Mr. Fu Shan came to Wuxiang to stay with his good friend Wei Sijia, and sighed repeatedly during the dinner. Weiss asked him why. Fu Shan replied, because we have been fighting against the Qing Dynasty all the year round, our manpower and material resources have been exhausted. Now it is a big problem that our economic resources can't keep up, and I'm afraid it will be eliminated by the Qing Dynasty sooner or later. Wei Si urged Mr. Li to go to East Su Yu Village, our county seat, saying that the richest man in Lu 'an Prefecture borrowed gold and silver to help the rebel army achieve great things.

According to a friend, Mr. Fu came directly from the county seat to the east. Soon, he came to Su Yu Village. As soon as he entered the village, he was inquired and questioned. Mr. Fu finally entered the village. The village sentry goes straight to the top of the village, which is very majestic. Fu Shan thought, if you can take this place as my anti-Qing camp, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds? Thinking of this, he came up with a way to persuade Mr. Li into the village. He can try and try again. Su Yu Village is like an iron wall. Its owner blew it out several times and told its owner not to accept it. The gate of the village was always closed, and Mr. Fu had no choice but to turn around and leave. Thinking that going back like this would not make my friends laugh, I took out the skills of flying books in Taiyuan City and Suyu Village and left with a smile.

After Mr. Fu left, the Li family found four more sentences on the wall, and quickly reported to the members that they had gone out of the city to have a closer look:

Su Yu Village is a good village.

An iron wall is never bad.

One day I lost.

Sell one room at a time.

After reading it, Mr. Li regretted it very much, only to know that he had wronged his master, so he sent servants to look around, but Mr. Fu had disappeared.

Sure enough, less than a hundred years after Mr. Fu left the book, the fire reached Xijingtan, all the shops were closed, and even the old houses were demolished and sold by some people. Since then, the Li family has declined and can no longer travel around the world like their ancestors.

: planting trees for the elderly

The old man who planted trees died without a coffin.

The old man who planted trees left nothing but a forest.

Old people who plant trees can do nothing all their lives, but only plant trees. Before liberation, I planted trees to marry my wife, but I didn't marry her. Planting trees after liberation, in order to plant trees.

The old man who planted trees is ugly and short. He has never been married and has no children in his life. When he died, he said to his nephew in the distance, "If you die, dig a hole in the sand dune and bury me in the Woods. Never use any coffin. " My nephew did as he said, and then left.

The tree planted by the old man twenty years ago was destroyed in the commune. Trees planted in the middle twenty years were all cut down during the contract period. In recent twenty years, the old man asked for 900 mu of sand dunes in the east of the village, built a soil shed on it, fed a little yellow dog and began to plant trees.

Old people never plant delicate trees, but only ordinary and easy-to-live trees in the north, such as poplar, willow, elm and jujube. The trees they planted can grow by inserting a branch and sprout by poking a stake, which has little requirement for nature.

Old people never want to destroy trees like children, even if there are no purlins in the shed where they live, even if they can't eat or make a fire, they have never destroyed a tree. The old man has a natural spirituality to his tree as if it were a part of his body. Even if there is a little alarm, the old man can arrive quickly and protect the tree with his head, axe and rhubarb dog.

Ten years later, the villagers have built new houses and used tractors. Only the old man still lives in his hut, leading the yellow dog around, pruning and cutting down trees, and watching naughty squirrels, happy magpies and crows. ...

Everyone in the village says that the old man is a fool, and only the old yellow dog knows that he is not; Everyone in the village said that the old man was crazy, but only the birds knew that he was not crazy. Until one day, Lao Han from the county forestry bureau came and looked at the dense forest with a bowl and said, "These trees are worth at least one million." People say that old people are the best. :/Please keep it safe! So people began to plant trees in bare villages.

The old man's tree became useful. People say that the old people want to build the most beautiful small building in the East Village, buy a car and gather widows in their fifties ... but the old people still live in their huts and lead the old yellow dog around until he dies.

The next spring, a short and strong tree grew on the old man's grave. People say: that's the old man who planted trees. The old man has been planting trees all his life and implanted himself in them.