Lingluo Mountain in my hometown
It is actually a plain
There is no record of the mountain even in local chronicles
This is a mysterious legend
No one can tell clearly the origin of this legend
A long time ago
I can’t tell which era
War caused disaster< /p>
The world is in drought and people are in exile
Thousands of miles of wind blows in the wilderness and the sand blocks the sun
There is no wind in the red field and no grass grows
The mother takes her three children along Begging for famine in the river
All the possessions cannot be exchanged for half a bowl of rice
No birds and insects sing in spring and summer
Autumn comes and no long-lost grain
< p> The cold winter comes and the snow is everywhereHuging together to keep warm without a mother
The road of begging is long and painful
Brothers hold hands to find hope
Day after day, wandering, wandering
I can’t remember how long I have traveled
One evening
I came to a village on the east bank of the Yellow River
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The younger brother fainted from hunger and thirst on the elder brother’s shoulder
The elder brother looked at the younger brother and asked the second brother to go into the village to ask for some food
Yangzhuang Village is also the same
An empty village with only thatched huts and no one living in it
The second brother who had been away for a long time did not come back
The eldest brother also carried the younger brother into the village
In the village In the easternmost house
there are three waist-high earthen platforms
On the westernmost earthen platform sits a clay god
The appearance is similar to that of a clay god. The look and appearance of the second brother
The exhausted elder brother laid his younger brother flat on the earth platform in the middle
Carefully looked at the second brother who had become a clay god
In an instant , the sky flashed and thundered
The wind blew the setting sun
A strange light floated in the darkness
The little brother also turned into a god
< p>Sitting on the table in the middle with a calm expressionThe eldest brother couldn’t bear to be far away from his brother
Sitting on the left side of the younger brother, he was also covered in Buddha’s light
His eyes Looking deeply into the distance
As if praying for good weather
As long as I am here, I will not let the world wander
As if I sincerely comfort my parents
I I have a home with my brothers and my soul no longer wanders
There is incense in the thatched hut
The wisps of green smoke express my long-cherished wishes
God helps God to respond to all requests
Because the temple is full of incense and the village is bustling with traffic
It is also said that at the temple fair, there will be a businessman who will make a fortune
Counting money on the counter will bring a lot of money
No one There will be endless interruptions
If you are frightened, you will realize it is a dream
Therefore, there are many merchants
Posterity will praise the kindness of the three brothers
Call the temple Sanhuang Temple
Later, Grandma Baiyang came
The temple gradually grew in size
It covers an area of ??one hundred acres of green cypresses
It is said that there is an incense stand
The area can accommodate hundreds of people
It can also accommodate thousands of people burning incense
Folklore
The beginning of Xiao Gudui During the Shang and Zhou dynasties
Renowned in the Sui and Tang dynasties
The Yellow River flooded through vicissitudes of life
Repeatedly traumatized by many catastrophes
Sometimes there is nostalgia for the past, but there is nothing like retro
p>The sun and moon have not changed, the nights are short and the days are long
The temple is not a temple, and the three emperors are not the three emperors of yesterday