: Mashan Mountain and Monkey Mountain in Guilin
In the west of Guilin, there is a tall Qingshi Mountain, which looks like a fine horse, with a high head and a low tail, facing the western hills. This mountain is called Juma Mountain. In the early morning, the white fog rising from the ditch and pond wrapped the mountainside with jade belt and gauze; The afterglow of the sunset reflected in the evening makes this galloping horse more lively, spectacular and lovely.
In ancient times, a mother and son lived next to the moat. The son was born when he was less than three years old, and his father died of illness, so he had no money to see a doctor. After the mother buried her father, she worked alone by spinning fishing nets, in exchange for miscellaneous grains and millet, and raised her only son. After 15 years of hard work, my son has reached the age of being picky. He learned from his mother that he was not afraid of hardship and fatigue and went to Lijiang Wharf as a porter. Every day, whether it's sunny or rainy, I can go to other people's houses to get the goods off the boat, or help the guests carry their luggage into the city and get two people to go home and give them to my mother to buy oil, salt and rice.
Mother is a person who is used to living a hard life, and she is the best at saving clothes and food. In order to relieve his son's fatigue, he saved a little money and bought a horse, hoping that his son could earn more money by driving a carriage and live a good life in the future. People's abacus is clever, and things are not satisfactory. Soon after the horse came back, my mother became ill. During mother's illness, some poisonous insect bit the horse's neck and was bitten by flies for several days. The wound is getting worse. The white horse was so painful that it didn't eat grass or drink water, and its legs were unstable that it fell trembling.
At this time, my mother's condition became more and more serious. She called her son to the bed and said, "Son, it seems that mother can't discipline you anymore. You have to find a way to cure the white horse. With a white horse, driving and pulling things, your life will be very good without your mother. " He closed his eyes and couldn't open them any more. My son was very sad to see his mother die after a lifetime of hard work without enjoying a day's happiness. After he buried his mother sadly, he went everywhere to seek medical treatment for Baima according to his mother's last words.
After visiting many villages and asking thousands of old people, I finally found an old Chinese doctor who helped pigs and cows treat diseases. The little porter invited the old herbalist to his home and asked him to examine the injury of the white horse carefully. He said, "The neck of the white horse was bitten by a centipede. To cure Baima's illness, we must go to Dayaoshan to catch a pheasant, smear its saliva on Baima to restore physical strength, and pull a cart to transport goods.
The little porter sent off the herbalist and hurried to Dayaoshan without eating. He saw an old man carrying a load of firewood walking on a depression, which was steep and the road was as narrow as a pole. If he slips, he will roll down the mountain stream. The old man's feet fluttered on the mountain road, and he was in danger of slipping at any time. He was sweating and panting before he climbed half a small slope. The little porter saw that the old man was really poor. Although he was hungry and tired, he couldn't bear to let him suffer so much, so he ran to get firewood and helped him to the top of the depression. The old man was naturally grateful to see that the strange young man could help him collect firewood. He said, "Young man, it's all your help, or I won't be able to pick up this firewood until the sun goes down." Did you come to the mountain to cut wood, too? "The porter is an honest man whose intestines can't turn, so he tells the story of going up the mountain to find pheasants to treat white horses. The old man told him, "I just went to the ravine, and then I climbed two mountains to Jinjiling, where there are the most pheasants." You'll catch the pheasant. "
The little porter thanked the old man for his advice, walked back to the ravine, climbed two peaks toward the eastern ridge and came to Jinjiling. Sure enough, I heard pheasants crowing all over the mountain. He happily hung his net in a ravine and was about to catch a chicken. Suddenly, a bad wolf jumped out of the ravine, grinning at him and was about to bite. The little porter took the stick in his hand and stabbed it at the wolf's open mouth until the wolf screamed and dragged his tail into the ravine. It also happened that the evil wolf broke into the ravine and drove out a pheasant with a red crown, green feathers and a long tail and rushed out of the ravine. The little porter is quick with his hands and feet. He ran to pull the net and caught the pheasant.
The little porter brought the pheasant back and wiped the wound on the white horse with the pheasant's saliva. Overnight, the swollen wound on the horse's neck disappeared. He continued to draw a white horse several times, and the wound of the white horse healed! But I can't open my mouth, I don't like feeding, my limbs are weak and I can't stand up. The porter went to the seaside to get a pair of lobsters as the old pharmacist said. Boil the lobster and rice soup, and mix them in fine bran for the white horse to eat. It's really great. Three days later, the white horse got up and walked. The porter led the white horse to eat grass on the lawn. When the white horse sees the green grass, its mouth is like a sickle for mowing grass, and its belly is bulging. Soon, the white horse, with shiny fur and windy hooves, began to run, so that wings grew on its body-quick!
: The Story of Fuboshan
Legend has it that a long time ago, an urchin came to play in the cave and saw an old man sleeping soundly in the cave with a big shiny bead beside him. I have never seen such a big and shiny bead. The urchin thought it strange and funny, so he secretly took it home.
His father was very surprised when he saw this bead. When he learned that the child was secretly taken away by an old man, he told the child that other people's things could not be taken casually, so he took the child out and returned it. However, their father and son can't go out. The county magistrate has surrounded their home with troops. The little urchin who was not sensible came all the way, and the news that the light of the orb made him get the treasure has already spread all over the city. The county magistrate who was struggling to find the treasure to bribe the magistrate was overjoyed. He thought, with this baby, the magistrate's adult listened to him like * * *, and all the officials in the world were not as greedy as me! As people say behind their backs, if all county officials are tied up and beheaded, I'm afraid there will be a mistake. If you cut every other one, you may run a lot. Hee hee, what do you mean by ordinary people, the right people! What should I take, what should I be greedy for and what should I be afraid of? There are more officials like me than the hills in Guilin. What I went to someone's house to pick up this year is still good. You see how hard it is for us to be an official, to work for the emperor, not to eat or drink, and to take it from the people. Am I stupid? He said loudly and confidently, "Be reasonable, old man, give me that sphere!" "
"Sir, this orb is not mine. My son is not sensible. He took it from someone else. I am going to give it back to others. "
"What else? Where I'm in charge is mine. You're 70 and 80 years old, and you don't even know this? Tell you, the county magistrate is for the parents of the people, and everything in this place is mine. Come on, grab it for me! "
Just when one wanted to return the pearl and the other wanted to grab it, just when people were struggling, there was a loud shout on the street, "Lijiang River is flooded!" "
It turned out that this old man was none other than the Dragon King of Fu Bo in Fubo Mountain. When he woke up, he found that the beads had been lost, and he was furious. For a time, the Lijiang River surged and gradually poured into the urban area.
Many people were flooded, but they just didn't go into the little urchin's house and saw the villagers crying in the flood. The little urchin's father knows that this treasure belongs to the Dragon King of Fu Bo. If it is not returned, the whole city will become seedlings! He resolutely threw the orb into the flood and dragged the little urchin into the raging flood.
Strange to say, as soon as the orb fell into the water, all the floods immediately stood up, and the high waves went straight to the county magistrate. They were caught in the waves at the foot of Fubo Mountain.
From then on, whenever it rains, you will vaguely see a dragon boat appearing on the river at the foot of Fubo Mountain. If you listen carefully, you can hear the gentle sound of the captain's bamboo pole touching the ship's rail. Looking down the sound, the punters are the father and son who returned the pearl. The old dragon king stood beside them, smiling at his whiskers and enjoying the beautiful scenery of the misty and rainy Lijiang River.
Osmanthus fragrans in Guilin blooms everywhere.
Legend has it that a long time ago, there was a plague in Xianning, which killed almost one third of the people. People use all kinds of conveniences to no avail. At the foot of the mountain, there is a brave, loyal and filial young man named WU GANG, whose mother can't get up. The young man goes up the mountain every day to collect medicine to save his mother. One day, Guanyin returned from her eastward tour and was rushing back to the west for the Mid-Autumn Festival. When he passed by, he saw the young man collecting medicine on the cliff, and he was deeply moved. In the evening, I had a dream for him, saying that there was a tree named Osmanthus fragrans in the Moon Palace with golden flowers. Soaking in water could cure this plague. On August 15th, there was a ladder on Guabang Mountain to the Moon Palace.
Tonight is August 12, and the Mid-Autumn Festival will be celebrated in three days. But to get to the top of the hanging list, you have to cross seven deep streams and climb seven cliffs. It takes at least seven days and seven nights, but time waits for no one. After August 15 this year, I missed the annual flowering period of osmanthus fragrans, and I have to wait another year. To make a long story short, this WU GANG went through a lot of hardships and finally reached the summit on the evening of August 15, catching up with the ladder leading to the Moon Palace. August is the season of sweet-scented osmanthus, and the fragrance is floating outside the clouds. WU GANG followed the scent to the osmanthus tree, looked at the golden osmanthus, and saw this thing in the world. He was very unhappy, so he picked it desperately, always trying to pick more to save his mother and villagers. But I couldn't hold it when I picked too many, so I thought of a way. He shook the osmanthus tree, causing it to fall down one after another and fall into the river at the foot of the mountain. Suddenly, the river was fragrant and dyed golden yellow. People drank this river, and all the diseases were cured. So people said, this is not a river, it is obviously the life-saving water of a river that is more expensive than gold, so people named this river Jinshui. Later, three points of water were added to the gold inscription, and it was named "Ganjiang".
That night was a big day for the gods of the Heavenly Palace on August 15th, when they enjoyed the moon and ate moon cakes. At this time, the fragrance of osmanthus rose into the sky, which alarmed the immortals and sent people to investigate. When the police officer arrived at the Moon Palace, he saw that the osmanthus tree in the sacred tree of the Moon Palace and the precious osmanthus tree in Dinggong Palace were all gone, and they all fell into the "dry river" of the world, so he reported it to the Jade Emperor. The Jade Emperor was furious. You know, the Jade Emperor likes to eat moon cakes made of osmanthus. This year, a osmanthus tree was gone, and we couldn't eat moon cakes, so we sent heavenly soldiers to catch WU GANG.
After WU GANG caught it, he told the Jade Emperor what happened that night. The Jade Emperor was speechless after hearing this, and really admired the young man. But WU GANG's game is against heaven. If he is not punished, he will not be able to establish the prestige of the Jade Emperor. Asked what WU GANG wanted, WU GANG said that he wanted to take osmanthus trees around the world to help the poor. So the Jade Emperor thought of an idea, which could not only punish WU GANG, but also promise WU GANG's request. He said that as long as you cut the osmanthus, you can take it away. So WU GANG found a big axe to chop down, trying to cut down the tree quickly. Who knows, the Jade Emperor cast a spell and cut it for a long time, so WU GANG cut it for thousands of years. When WU GANG saw that he couldn't cut down a tree, he was homesick and missed his mother. So he leaves a sweet-scented osmanthus on Guabang Mountain every Mid-Autumn Festival night to express his homesickness. Year after year, the mountain on Guabang is covered with osmanthus, and the villagers use it to make tea. Xianning has never been in trouble again.
In addition, there is a girl named Chang 'e in the same village in Wugang. She and WU GANG are childhood friends, congenial. Since WU GANG went to the Moon Palace, she has been taking care of WU GANG's mother until the old man died. WU GANG and Chang 'e live in different places, and their love for each other is growing day by day. WU GANG won't come back until he cuts down the osmanthus tree, and Chang 'e won't be able to meet Wu Lang. Finally, one day, the Queen Mother took her seven daughters to Mingshui Spring at the foot of Guabang Mountain to take a bath. When Chang 'e saw it, she secretly took the elixir of the Seven Fairies, took it home to eat, and took her own jade rabbit to see WU GANG in heaven.
The seven fairies can't go back to heaven without the elixir, and they can only go to heaven when their sister comes to take a bath three days later. You know, one day in the sky, one year on the earth, in these three years, the seven fairies met Yong Dong, so there was this well-known touching story.