The third day of ancient folk stories 1
During the Republic of China, Zhang, commander-in-chief of the Northeast Warlord, was often addressed as "Zhang Dashuai" in public, but in private, people did not think highly of this bandit-born "local tyrant". In particular, those literati thought that Zhang didn't understand any knowledge and etiquette, and he took a gun to the world, that is, he came to power by accident in the troubled times at that time. Zhang is actually very aware of these sneaky disrespectful behaviors of others, but he is not ashamed of them. On the contrary, he always goes his own way and often pretends to be an illiterate person.
Although people talk about Zhang's life story, people have to give a thumbs-up for his attitude towards the Japanese. Zhang has his own way to deal with the Japanese. Although he didn't take the solemn oath of resistance to Japan, the Japanese feared and hated him.
As the commander-in-chief of a warlord, Zhang is often invited to attend various banquets. Many times, Zhang will send his younger brother Zhang or other subordinates to attend these banquets on his behalf. However, if the inviter has a special status or the theme of the banquet is very important, Zhang must attend the banquet in person.
Once, I attended a banquet organized by a local celebrity. When he made a toast to some friends at the banquet, several Japanese people who came to the banquet suddenly declared, "I have heard for a long time that Zhang Dashuai has both culture and learning. Please enjoy a painting and calligraphy on the spot. "
In fact, anyone who knows Zhang a little knows that Zhang knows nothing about calligraphy and painting. Not only can he not write or draw, but he can't even read. Everyone who ate saw that the Japanese were deliberately making things difficult for him. Although Zhang has a bad temper, he is a smart man. He already knows that the Japanese are up to no good. In public, if you don't give the Japanese some color to see see, they will certainly make things difficult, and in the end, they will not only ride a tiger, but also lose face. So Zhang also replied with some words he learned in communication occasions: "Although I am incompetent, I am helpless and kind, so I will make a fool of myself in front of everyone." Then he ordered pen and ink to wait on him.
After a while, pens, ink, paper and inkstones were all arranged. I saw Zhang strode to the table, wrote a "virtual" word on the paved rice paper with a stroke of a pen, and then proudly signed it: "Zhang's hands are black."
At this time, not only a few Japanese people were puzzled, but also many China people present looked at each other and couldn't understand the meaning. Nevertheless, the secretary who followed Zhang for many years understood what was going on. He quickly whispered in Zhang's ear: "There is something dirty under the ink you wrote, and the hand ink has become a black hand."
Zhang reacted immediately. At this time, many China people in the crowd also understood the story, but they didn't know how Zhang, who has always been good at strange tricks, would end up this time. I saw that he patted the secretary on the shoulder unhurriedly, and then reprimanded the secretary loudly: "Why didn't I know there was something dirty under the word' ink'?" Do you know why I wrote one less word' Earth'? Because this is what the Japanese want. I call it an inch of land and gold. " As soon as the voice fell, everyone cheered, but the Japanese who were waiting to make a fool of themselves were teased by his words and finally had to leave in a hurry.
The third day of ancient folk stories II
A long time ago, there was a wide valley at the exit of Tieguan Gorge, covered with a fat coat. Dozens of villagers work hard here and live a stable life without worrying about eating and drinking.
There is a Huanglong in the cave on the east bank of the canyon. After more than 300 years of cultivation, it gets along well with the villagers nearby, and will help them and be helpful when encountering difficulties. The local people worship him very much. Whenever there is drought, people go to caves in droves to beg for rain. In order to meet the needs of the villagers, Huanglong spit out thick purple fog from the cave and rose to the sky, which soon condensed into a dark cloud. At the moment, thunder rumbled and heavy rain poured down, which made the crops in the canyon harvest. In order to appreciate the kindness of Huanglong, the villagers set up a temple in front of Huanglong Cave to offer sacrifices.
I don't know how many years later, an oolong lived in a cave on the west bank. After more than a hundred years of practice, some Taoist teachings began to emerge. When it saw the incense in front of Huanglong Cave and many sacrifices, it couldn't help but be greedy. I thought to myself: Hum! How capable Huanglong is, you respect me so much and don't take me seriously. Well, let me show you my magic, and then you will come to beg me. As a result, Oolong began to bully people. At this time, it happened to encounter a drought, and it took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire and spit out flames, causing cracks in the fields, yellow crops and many people and animals to get sick due to heat. When Huanglong learned of this incident, he was busy distributing rain to clear the way, which made the plot of Oolong, Yinyi and Yinyi unsuccessful. In this way, after repeated contests, Huanglong saved the day. Oolong was very angry when he saw Huanglong's opposition everywhere.
One day, Oolong came outside Huanglong Cave and threatened Huanglong, saying, "You should leave the cave house quickly, or you will be buried in the cave, and you will regret it!" In the face of the unreasonable threat of oolong, Huanglong helped the other side with a kind word:' repairing convenience' is our original intention, and it is wrong for you to do evil and harm people like this. The arrogant and unreasonable oolong roared: "Cut the crap and let you see my power today!" As soon as the words stopped, Oolong emitted a red light. With a loud noise, the temple collapsed and even the whole abode of fairies and immortals shook. The angered Huanglong rushed out of the hole and fought with Oolong. Two dragons are in the air, stretching their paws at each other. You grab me and bite me, and each performs unique skills. It was a wonderful battle, but it was dark. After 99-8 1 round, Oolong gradually became tired because his training skills were not as good as that of Huanglong. After the war, he retreated and fish scales were beaten all over the canyon. Up to now, people have seen colored stones in Ninghe River, which are said to be scales dropped by two dragons in a fight.
Just like Oolong's defeat and capture, he repeatedly called for help and begged for mercy. As it happens, Master Guanyin swam here, inquired about Yuangu, reprimanded Oolong, and dissuaded Huanglong from going easy on him. He wants two dragons to get together and live in the same cave, and * * * will practice immortality and kill people with him.
The villagers saw that Huanglong was bent on sending sex to the people and that Wulong had turned over a new leaf. They also raised funds to rebuild the temple and named it "Shuanglong Temple", where two dragons rained during the drought. In case of accumulated water, please clean it up. The villagers planted the valley green, the crops grew gratifying, and life improved day by day.
Yang Shen, a writer in the Ming Dynasty, passed by the Three Gorges, and when he heard the villagers praising Shuanglong's achievements in benefiting the people, he happily left four characters: "Protecting the Gorge and Helping the People". People made these four words into gold plaques and hung them in Shuanglong Temple in recognition of Erlong. To this end, this canyon is also called "Shuanglong Gorge".
The third day of ancient folk stories
Nu Wa, the ancestor of mankind, has been peaceful since birth.
Suddenly one day, there was a big collision between heaven and earth, a huge gap appeared in the sky and the ground burst and collapsed. The flame burned the forest from the center of the earth. The flood gushed from the bottom of the abyss and floated away the mountains; Ghosts and monsters, monsters, birds and beasts, took the opportunity to wreak havoc, and human beings were in dire straits.
When Nu Wa heard the cry for help from human beings, she first killed monsters and evil birds and beasts, then calmed the flood, and then carried out the great project of mending the sky.
Nu Wa went to various places to collect Chai Lu and carried it to the sky, which was as high as the sky. Then she went to look for bluestone with the same color as the sky. Because there were not so many stones on the ground, she had to pick some white stones, yellow stones, red stones and black stones and put them on the woodpile. While the fire in the center of the earth has not been completely extinguished, she lit the reed wood with a big tree, and the flame suddenly jumped up, illuminating the whole universe, and all the five-colored stones were burned red. Slowly, the stone melted and flowed like syrup in the cracks in the sky. When Chai Lu almost burned out, the big gap in the sky was repaired.
Although the broken world was repaired by Nu Wa, it could not be restored to its original state. The sky in the northwest is slightly tilted, and the sun and the moon unconsciously run there; The land in the southeast sank into a deep pit, so the Dachuan River involuntarily flowed to the southeast, where a large amount of water accumulated and formed the ocean.
On the east side of the Bohai Sea, there is a bottomless deep ditch called "Guixu". The water on the ground and the water in the sea flow here. The water in "returning to deficiency" always remains in the same state, neither increasing nor decreasing. So it won't flood to drown humans.
There are five sacred mountains in Guixu, namely Daiyu, Qiao Yuan, Fanghu, Yingzhou and Penglai. Each holy mountain is three years high in Wan Li, and the distance between mountains is 70,000 li. There are palaces made of gold and jade railings on the mountain, and many immortals live here.
Birds and animals on the holy mountain are all white, and there are many strange trees on the mountain. The fruits of these trees are beautiful jade and pearls, which are very delicious. Ordinary people can live forever after eating them. Immortals are all dressed in white, with little wings on their backs. Usually, these immortals fly freely on the sea and under the blue sky like birds, and visit their relatives and friends between the five mountains. The life of the immortals is happy.
But in the happy life, there is also a little worry. It turns out that these five sacred mountains are all floating in the sea, and there are no roots below. When there is a strong wind, they will drift and bring inconvenience to the immortals. So they sent representatives to complain to the Emperor of Heaven. The Emperor of Heaven is also afraid that several sacred mountains will drift to the horizon and the immortals will be homeless. So he ordered Yu Qiang, the sea god, to send fifteen turtles to carry the Five Mountains. Each mountain is carried by a turtle, and the other two are waiting beside it, which takes turns every 60 thousand years. In this way, the holy mountain will be stable, and the immortals living on the mountain will be full of energy.
Unexpectedly, one year, a giant of the giant country "Lombok" came to Hui Gui to fish. The giant's body is as high as a sacred mountain. He raised his fishing rod and caught six turtles one by one from the bottom of the sea. These six turtles happen to be turtles on the back of the mountain. The giant went home with a turtle on his back in desperation. The two sacred mountains "Daiyu" and "Qiao Yuan" that lost turtles were blown to the North Pole by the wind and sank to the bottom of the sea. The immortals living on these two sacred mountains are all moving in a panic, flying around in the sky with things, so tired that they are sweating.
When the Emperor of Heaven learned about this incident, he lost his temper and shortened the bodies of the people of "Longboguo" to prevent them from going out to cause trouble again. The remaining three sacred mountains still stand on the eastern coast of China, because chinemys reevesii on his back has never been out of trouble.
The third and fourth grades of ancient folk stories
In ancient times, there was an old prime minister who was old and married a little daughter-in-law named Cai Yu. Cai Yu is 29 years old and looks as beautiful as flowers and jade. Since she married the old prime minister, although she has enjoyed endless splendor, she has been unhappy and secretly complained that her parents should not hand her over to an old man.
One day, Cai Yu went to the back garden to enjoy flowers and walk alone, and met a young gardener. The florist has fine features, and they fell in love at first sight. From there, Cai Yu often sneaked into the garden to see the gardener. Once, Cai Yu said to the gardener, "After all, you and I met not far in the garden. I have a plan that we can meet happily every day, just like husband and wife. When the gardener asked what a smart plan was, Cai Yu said what he thought.
It turned out that the old prime minister was afraid that he would miss breakfast, so he specially raised an "early bird". The bird crows at five o'clock every day. When the old prime minister heard birds chirping, he got up and went to court. Cai Yu asked the little gardener to poke the bird with a bamboo pole before the fourth watch to make it sing in advance. When the old people leave, they can reunite.
On this day, the old prime minister heard the cry of a bird and got up quickly. When I came to the gate, I was knocking four times. He thought, why can't this bird call correctly! He turned and went home. When he walked outside his door, he heard Cai Yu say, "Come and poke this early bird in the future." After a pause, he said, "You little gardeners are really like a flower." The little gardener said, "You look like a jiaozi, but you have a piece of dried ginger. It's a pity. " Hearing this, the Prime Minister trembled with anger, but kept silent and went to court again.
The next day is the Mid-Autumn Festival. The old premier specially called Cai Yu and the gardener together to enjoy the moon in the peony pavilion in the back garden. After three rounds of wine, the moon reached the zenith. The old prime minister stroked his beard and said, "Tonight, I will enjoy the moon and write poems first, and you two should accept my poetic flattery." After saying this, he sang loudly: "In the Mid-Autumn Festival, when jathyapple is in the sky, birds don't ask for bamboo sticks, flowers fall into rice balls, and dried ginger hides outside the door to listen."
When the gardener heard this, he knew that he was exposed and plopped down at the table. He said: "In August, when the Mid-Autumn Festival is full, the gardener kneels on the table and knows his sin. Adults don't blame villains, and the prime minister can hold a boat in his stomach. "
When Cai Yu saw that it was clear, she quickly knelt down and said, "The Mid-Autumn Festival is bright and the moon is west, and I am eighteen years old. If the incense owner is willing to be generous, the pink ball just matches the flowers. "
The old prime minister smiled and said, "It's not appropriate for the young and the old. It's hard for me to know. Flowers should go with pink balls and leave Xiangfu as soon as possible to get married. "
Hearing this, Cai Yu and the little gardener kowtowed to thank them and left the house hand in hand.
Ancient Folk Tales Grade 3 Grade 5
Once upon a time, there were two brothers whose parents died when they were very young. Later, the boss married his daughter-in-law, and the second became a thorn in their side, making the second do heavy work, eat leftovers and wear rags all day. Soon, the second child was divided out, the house and land were occupied by the elder brother and sister-in-law, and the second child was driven to live in half the yard.
One day, it rained heavily, and in the middle of the night, the second child's house leaked all over the floor. Helpless, he had to stay in the temple for one night.
He was about to go to bed when he heard the door creak open. He narrowed his eyes and saw that it was a little old man four and a half feet tall with an eggshell on his head. The second child pretended to be asleep and listened secretly. After a while, a little old man went to the corner, uncovered a brick and took out a little magic drum. One said, "All the brothers are here. Come to a pot! " The other three people said, "Bingo! "Then, I heard them beating drums with a drum pestle. Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock. Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock
After a full meal, an old man said, "It's almost dawn, so we should go." They put the magic drum back, pressed it with bricks, and then left like a gust of wind.
After dawn, the second child curiously walked to the corner and took out a small magic drum and tried it. He knocked three times according to the old man's practice and said, "Drum, I'm hungry. Send me something to eat! " "After a while, there were really four plates on the table, a pot of wine and two pounds of hot steamed bread. After the second child finished eating, he took the drum away. From this day on, the second child doesn't have to work anymore. When he was hungry, he beat the drum and the meal was brought.
I didn't expect my sister-in-law to find out. She said that the second child was stolen and she had to complain to the government. Helpless, the second child had to tell the truth.
When the greedy sister-in-law came home, she told the boss to live in the temple. The boss listened and went to the temple that night. He was very timid, so he climbed onto the beam to watch the movement.
In the middle of the night, I heard the wind whistling outside, and four little old men pattered their eggshells in the sky. An old man said, "You are popular. Catch him and eat him." The boss was frightened. Another old man said, "It's very cold today. Have a drink! " Then I went to get the magic drum. He raised the brick and shouted, "No! The tambourine was stolen by thieves. " Three other people also gathered around, and one said, "Look for it quickly! If you catch him, you must skin him! " Looking around. Suddenly, they saw the boss on the beam and said angrily, "That's him! Drag him down! " Hearing this, the boss sat down and let a little old man grab his head and throw it into the yard, dragging his neck for two feet.
The next day, the eldest daughter-in-law visited the temple. She was so scared that she squatted on the ground and burst into tears. After a while, the second child came. He looked at his brother's neck so long and said, "Sister-in-law, don't cry. I have an idea. " After that, he took out a small magic drum from his waist and knocked it slowly, saying, "Gourd is thick, gourd is thick, and my brother's neck goes down." I saw my brother's neck really contracting slowly.
Mi Xin's sister-in-law tried to break the second child's drum and put a wooden stick around her waist. She said to the second child, "Brother, you knock too slowly. Let me try! " "She took out a stick, make enough effort, suddenly broke the drum, and the boss's neck suddenly shrank into his stomach. The boss died, and the cruel boss's daughter-in-law went home crying.
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