1. China Folk Stories
Zhan Min, the mother of Tao Kan, a famous Eastern Jin Dynasty star, was a famous great mother in ancient China. Together with Mencius' mother, Ouyang Xiu's mother and Yue Fei's mother, she was honored as the "mother of four virtues".
Zhan was a native of Xin County, Wu State during the Three Kingdoms period. At the age of sixteen, he married Dan Tao, the general of the State of Wu Yang, as his concubine. Tao Kan died a few years after he was born, so the Zhan family had to take young Tao Kan back to his new home. Mother and son live together and make a living by spinning. Zhan's family read a little when she was a child, so she attached great importance to her son's education. In order to let Tao Kan learn more knowledge, she spun yarn day and night. And Tao Kan also knew his mother's good intentions, studied hard, and gradually became proficient in all kinds of art of war. Later, he was recommended as the county magistrate by Fan Yao.
When his son was going to work, Zhan called him over and said earnestly, "Look, I have been a mother all my life, and now I finally hope you can make a difference." I hope you can be a clean and honest person, work for the people, and don't mistake the country and the people. I have prepared a gift for you. You can open it when you get to the government. "Zhan said, and handed his son a tied baggage.
Tao Kan came to the county government with a gift from her mother. He opened the bag carefully and found a piece of soil, an old bowl and a piece of white coarse cloth inside. He was stunned at first, and then he understood his mother's intention. It turned out that the earth told him to remember his hometown forever, the old bowl told him not to covet wealth, and the white coarse cloth told him to be honest and clean, honest and self-disciplined, and to be an official meticulously.
Tao Kan kept his mother's instructions firmly in mind and became a well-known official.
2. China Folk Stories
A long time ago, Hangzhou was a dry beach. There is not a river or stream in Fiona Fang for dozens of miles. People who live here carry buckets to fetch water from far away places every day. They worry about this water day and night and never live a happy life.
The older generation knows that there is a clear spring on the mountain behind Lingyin, because it is blocked by a thick stone wall and cannot flow out. Over the years, many young people have gone up the mountain and tried to cut through the stone wall, but they all failed. There are fewer people who gradually know.
There is a young man named Shuier in Houcun. He grew up without parents. He grew up with his grandfather. He has been carrying water with him since he was six years old. It has been fifteen years since then. This day is Shuier's twentieth birthday. Grandpa cooked him a big pot of noodles, and the grandparents and grandchildren had a happy day. In the evening, grandpa called Shuier to him and told him that Lingyin was the clear spring behind the mountain. Hearing this, Shuier was happy, tightened his belt and smoothed his sleeves, and called several boys who usually performed well. Everyone discussed chiseling a stone wall up the mountain to ensure that this clear spring flows into the village. Grandpa saw that Shuier had such great ambitions. He shed tears of joy and prepared dry food all night so that they could go up the mountain early tomorrow morning.
The next day, Shuier and his ten men were ready to go up the mountain with hammers and chisels. Before he left, the grandfather said to the boys, "When you go to chisel the stone wall, you should chisel it down in one breath. If you stop, it will grow back to its original shape, and it will be in vain. Also, when the stone wall is cut through, a stream of stone slurry gushes out, which will turn into stone when sprayed on people. You must remember! " Water, they promised, and went up the hill.
When they reached the mountain, they immediately began to chisel the stone wall. Chisel, chisel, from Qingming in March to Duanyang in May, the chisel was short, blood bubbles appeared on both hands, and the stone wall was still not cut through. The four young men said, "Maybe the old man remembered the wrong place. There will be no clear spring here! Go back and pick it with a bucket! " Said he went back.
The remaining six waters, from Duanyang in May to Mid-Autumn Festival in August, have shorter chisels and thick cocoons on their hands, but the stone walls are still not pierced. The two young men said, "Cut to the end in one breath. Who knows when it will happen? It's time to go home and see! " "At some point, I also went back.
Autumn has passed, winter has come, and the snow on the mountain has fallen on most people. The northwest wind roared and stabbed people like a sharp knife. Water, the four of them are not at ease. Chisel and chisel, until the next spring, when the azaleas were in full bloom, the stone wall had been chiseled deeply.
It was March 3, and Shuier suddenly heard a gurgling sound from the other side of the stone wall. When he heard his ear close to the stone wall, he couldn't help exclaiming, "Ah! Spring water! This is the sound of spring water flowing! " Everyone jumped for joy. The water turned to his friend and said; "You hurry, the stone slurry will be sprayed out!" Seeing that the spring is about to run away, no one can bear to leave there. Seeing that everyone refused to leave, Shuier anxiously shouted, "If you don't run, I won't dig!" " "When people heard him say this, they were all afraid that he would really stop and give up all his efforts and had to run away. At this time, Shuier laid the last hammer, only to hear a loud bang, and the stone slurry poured out, condensing Shuier into a stone man more than 30 feet high! Then, a clear spring gurgled down the valley, flowed through the village and poured into a depression on the beach. The depression is full-this is the West Lake now.
Since then, there has been no shortage of water in this area. The mountain carved by Shuier was later called "Shiren Ridge".
3. China Folk Stories
Once upon a time, there were two brothers. The boss is overbearing and the second is gentle. After their parents died, the two brothers divided their property. The eldest brother assigned all the fertile land and good houses to his own name, and the second son only got a wing and an acre of wasteland.
One day, the second child heard a sparrow calling at home. He went out to have a look. It turned out that a small sparrow had fallen from its nest on the roof and broke its leg. He looked miserable, so he picked it up, found a piece of cloth, wrapped it carefully on its leg, and put it back in the nest. The little sparrow's legs soon healed, and after leaving the nest, it flew as freely as other sparrows.
In spring, when it was time to sow, the sparrow flew to the windowsill of the second child's house, which contained a watermelon seed, put it down and flew away. The second child thought it was very interesting, so he planted the seed, and soon it germinated and grew a particularly strong Xin Wei. Under the careful care of the second child, he produced a watermelon with a big pillow. He picked it on the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15 and took it home, and cut it out with a knife. He couldn't express his joy. Since then, the second child has lived a rich life.
Besides, boss, it's strange to see my poor brother suddenly become rich, so I asked my second son how he got rich. The second child won't tell a lie, but will tell him the truth. Hearing this, the boss had a bad idea in his heart. When he got home, he took a ladder to the roof to find the sparrow's nest, took out a sparrow that had not left the nest, and broke its leg, making the sparrow "squeak" in pain. After that, according to the practice of the second child, he connected the legs of the little sparrows, wrapped them in cloth and fed them medicine. Then he put the sparrow back in its nest. The sparrow is out of the nest, can fly, and brought him a watermelon seed. When spring came, the boss planted it happily and put all his thoughts on this seedling, hoping to bear a golden doll. Watermelon has knots, but it's quite big. August 15, he took it off and took it home. He cut it slowly with a knife. At first glance, it is not a golden doll, but a thief white bone doll with a miserable face. At that time, the boss couldn't get angry. He muttered to the bone and said to everyone, "If it's gold, it's nothing, but what are you suffering from!"
Since then, the boss has been unlucky, and the situation is getting worse every day, but the life of the second child is getting more and more prosperous.
4. China Folk Stories
In a hotel not far from Jingyanggang, Song Wu drank 18 bowls of wine, carrying a sentry, and staggered towards Jingyanggang. The store chased out and shouted, "I can't go! Can't leave! Recently, there was a tiger in Ganggang, which has hurt twenty or thirty lives. " Hearing this, Song Wu smiled and said, "I'm not afraid if you don't scare me!"
Song Wu strode drunkenly to the bottom of Jingyanggang and saw a big tree with a piece of bark scraped off. There are two lines on it: "Recently, tigers appeared in Jingyanggang, and all pedestrians crossed the post in groups at noon." Song Wu saw it and said with a smile, "It must be a terrible thing for the hotel owner to let people stay in his hotel. What am I afraid of! " So, I ignored the notice and dragged my whistle stick up the mountain.
Less than half a mile, I saw a ruined temple. The notice of the county government is posted on the temple gate. It was not until he saw the tiger that Song Wucai believed there was a tiger. He wanted to turn back, but hesitated for a moment and said to himself, "What are you afraid of?" ! Now that I'm here, I want to go up and have a look. "
It was early winter, with short days and long nights, and it soon became dark. Song Wu found nothing along the way and muttered, "Obviously people are afraid of going up the mountain, and there are no tigers there!" "
Song Wu walked for a while, feeling drunk and hot all over. He opened his clothes on his chest with one hand and went straight to the chaotic Woods. He saw a very smooth big bluestone, and the board simply put the whistle stick aside. He is preparing to lie down and sleep. Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, and then with a bang, a tiger with a white forehead jumped out from behind the rocky jungle. Song Wu couldn't help crying, "Oh, dear". He quickly turned down from the bluestone board, picked up the sentry stick and flashed aside. Hungry and thirsty, the tiger gently put his front paws on the ground and pounced on Song Wu. Song Wu was taken aback, broke out in a cold sweat and woke up.
Just at that moment, Song Wu saw the tiger coming, just for a flash, just behind it. It is difficult for the tiger to look at people from behind, so it puts its front paws on the ground and raises its waist. Song Wu flashed again and flashed aside. The tiger didn't raise Song Wu, but roared, shaking the earth like a thunderbolt in midair. Then it raised its tail like an iron bar, and Song Wu quickly flashed to the other side. It turns out that the tiger hurts people, which is this jump, a lift and a sweep; If these three moves fail, the arrogance will be reduced by half.
The tiger didn't sweep Song Wu, but roared and jumped again. Song Wu saw the tiger turned and came at him, so he waved his whistle with both hands and chopped the tiger down from the air with all his strength. I only heard a bang, but I cut off a branch with a thick arm. As a result, Song Wu fell into a panic. He hit the dead tree instead of the tiger. The sentry stick was folded in half, leaving only half in his hand. The tiger was even more anxious, growled and opened his mouth and came at me again. Song Wu jumped up and retreated a dozen paces. The tiger's two front paws fell right in front of Song Wu. Song Wu simply put the half whistle stick in his hand aside, grabbed the tiger's scalp with both hands and pressed it hard on the ground. The tiger struggled desperately, and Song Wu kicked the tiger in the face and eyes with his feet. The tiger roared with pain, and two piles of loess were lifted under its body, making a pit. Song Wu put the tiger's mouth in the loess pit and kicked it for a while. Tigers have little strength. At this point, Song Wu gripped the tiger tightly with his left hand, raised his fist like a hammer with his right hand, and tried his best to fight. After sixty or seventy punches, the tiger's eyes, mouth, nose and ears all spurted blood, leaving only one breath, and he could not move any more.
Song Wu was worried that the tiger would not die, so he found the broken whistle stick and played for a while. Seeing that the tiger was out of breath, he threw away his whistle and climbed over the mountain.
5. China Folk Stories
Once upon a time, there was a young monk who lived in a temple on a high mountain. Because he was alone, he often carried water to drink, but then two monks came. So how are their tasks of fetching water distributed?
There is a temple on the high mountain, where a young monk lives. He goes down the mountain to fetch water every day. At night, mice come out to steal things to eat, and young monks beat them with sticks, which often makes the house messy.
Later, a thin monk came to the temple, but it was still a young monk who carried water down the mountain every day. The thin monk only knows how to have fun, and only drinks water instead of carrying water. The young monk asked the thin monk to carry water, and the thin monk asked the young monk to go. Both of them push me and I push you, and neither of them will let them carry water. Finally, they decided to carry water together. And put the bucket in the middle, and no one will suffer.
In the evening, the young monk asked the thin monk to hit the mouse, and the thin monk asked the young monk to hit the mouse. They kept pushing and pushing until dawn, and no one went.
Soon, another fat monk came. He didn't want to carry water by himself, so he let the other two go. Both the young monk and the thin monk shook their heads and recited scriptures.
The fat monk picked two buckets of water himself and drank them all. So the three men refused to fetch water. As the days go by, the water tanks are getting bigger and bigger. They are thirsty and hungry, don't chant Buddhist scripture, don't knock wooden fish, and sleep stagger every day. The temple is getting colder and colder.
One night, mice came out. Some mice ate tables and chairs. A mouse accidentally bumped into a candle on the table and the curtain caught fire. The fire spread slowly, and it was almost time to climb the roof, but the three monks were still fast asleep.
The young monk was awakened by the thick smoke and shouted, "Fire, fire, put out the fire!" " "The three monks struggled to put out the fire together. The fire was put out and they woke up.
Since then, these three people have never been lazy. Every day, one person took turns to fetch water, and they never quarreled again. Life is very happy.