Three Folk Stories about Flowers

Folk stories about flowers, folk stories about chrysanthemums

In Song Dynasty, Su Shi was brilliant. His article is one of the eight masters in Tang and Song Dynasties. He is good at poetry, calligraphy and painting, and has written thousands of words without thinking, relying on his talent to be arrogant. He suffered many blows in his life. Wang Anshi is the prime minister and Dongpo is the door. Because he offended Wang Anshi, he was demoted to Huzhou secretariat by Hanlin. In three years, I will return to Beijing to see you. When I visited Anshi, it happened that Wang Anshi was away from home. Dongpo sat in his study and saw a poem that was pressed down by an inkstone. There are two sentences in the poem:? Last night, the west wind swept through the garden, blowing off yellow flowers and gold everywhere. ? Dongpo smiled when he saw the poem, thinking: Yellow flowers refer to chrysanthemums, which bloom in late autumn. They are strong, dare to resist the autumn frost, and are the most attractive. Even if they are old and dry, they will not fall down. Wang Anshi's poems? Blowing yellow flowers and gold everywhere? This is complete nonsense. At that time, the poem was written in full swing, so I continued to write two sentences: autumn flowers are not better than spring flowers, so be careful when talking to poets. ? Because Wang Anshi waited for a long time and didn't come back, he returned to his apartment. In the evening, Wang Anshi came back and saw the continuation poem. His family said that it was written by Su Dongpo. An Shi was furious and demoted Dongpo to Yingyong Huangzhou. Dongpo had to submit to humiliation and went to his post. Dongpo, as Ying Yong's assistant, is quite at leisure. He travels, drinks and writes poems with his friend Chen Jichang all day. Autumn has come, and flowers are in full bloom in Huang Ju. One day, Chen Jichang visited. Dongpo often goes to the garden to enjoy chrysanthemums at about the right time, and it is really shocking to see yellow flowers falling one after another, just like spreading gold. Ji Chang asked why, and smiled: Flowers are different in different places. The chrysanthemum in Huangzhou was blown off by the autumn wind. Dongpo knew that Wang Anshi laughed at his poems, and specially demoted him to Huangzhou to show him? Blowing yellow flowers and gold everywhere? .

Folk stories about flowers giving up their lives.

In Wanhua Village, Mudan Township, Cao Zhou, there is an old Zhao Man. His ancestors planted flowers and learned all the skills of planting flowers. Especially peony flowers, none of them catch up with his family's varieties and none of them catch up with his careful cultivation. The old man is over sixty years old. His wife died a long time ago, and he only had a little daughter named Cui Yu. Just turned eighteen, handsome, compassionate, sensible, calculating and filial to his father. Father and daughter love flowers, live together, rely on a few acres of garden, but can barely make ends meet.

One spring, the old man went out to sell flowers and saw a famous traditional painting in a big house called Phoenix Song Peony. Some squire writers were gathering in front of him to comment. Some said:? This painting is novel in layout and realistic in shape. Isn't that what mortals do? ; Some said:? This painting is skillful and colorful. Must be Dan Qing's wonderful hand? ; Some said:? This painting is very particular. Phoenix is the king of birds and peony is the king of flowers. The combination of flowers and birds has become a symbol of wealth and glory in the world. ? The old man secretly thought about it, and he was naturally pleased that the peony he had worked so hard and sweated so hard could win such praise from people.

The next spring, the old man went out to sell flowers again. In a county town, he saw a very delicate and fragrant stone tablet square, which crossed the street and reached dozens of feet, with solemn momentum and simple style. He was even more surprised when he came closer and looked at it carefully. It turns out that this is an extremely finely carved monument. Every part of the Monument Square is carved with lions and peony flowers with different postures, which are not only lifelike in shape and meticulous in knife work, but also reminiscent of the carving skills of more than ten layers of ivory balls at a glance because of the unexpected level of carving. Therefore. This monument is no longer like a relief of bluestone, but like a three-dimensional combination of many stone lions and peony flowers. The old man saw the peony flowers carved on the stone. Every leaf is so bright. Although it has no color or fragrance, it attracts bees to fly around. Therefore, the old man has increased his affection for peony, and feels that it is his greatest happiness to cultivate famous flowers for the world.

One autumn, a man who had just returned from Guangzhou in Wanhua Village found Zhao Laohan and talked about the grand flower market held in Guangzhou every Spring Festival. There are all kinds of famous flowers in the world, but unfortunately there is no za.

Our peony in Cao Zhou. If we can make our peonies blossom there on time, not only will our income be considerable, but our peonies in Cao Zhou will also be famous in the world.

The neighbors in the village naturally want to take peony with them when they hear the news. But the thought of a long way, the peony in the north should be planted in the south, can the climate and soil adapt? The normal flowering period of peony is in spring and March. Can we advance to the Spring Festival? It is said that Wu Zetian of the Tang Dynasty once ordered flowers to bloom in severe winter and December. Peony was burned to death for disobeying the imperial edict, and was later demoted to Luoyang. Now, can we turn things that even the emperor can't do into reality? People want to think about it. I still thought of Zhao Laohan. Everyone comes to advise you that you have the most experience in cultivating peonies, for the sake of peony's reputation in Cao Zhou, and for the sake of the villagers in the hometown of peonies? A way to make money, persuade his old man to start a business first.

Zhao Laohan has only one daughter beside him. If he goes to Guangzhou alone and leaves his daughter at home, he will feel uneasy. Take her. When soldiers panic, it is inconvenient for girls to go out. When she was in a dilemma, her daughter stood up and said that her father was old and went out alone, and her daughter could not rest assured. The child wants to go with him disguised as a woman. ?

Zhao Laohan's father and daughter packed 300 peonies, bid farewell to the villagers and set off. Since then, Yu dressed up as a young man and changed his name to Xiaoyue. An old man and a young man traveled through mountains and rivers to come to Guangzhou. They found a garden in the suburbs and settled down. Zhao Laohan and the owner agreed to borrow the space in his garden. After the peony was successfully cultivated and sold in the flower market, the two sides divided it into four or six parts *

Zhao's father and daughter began to work hard. When he was in his hometown, he raised several peonies in a warm kang greenhouse, which blossomed during the Spring Festival. Now in the south, how to control the temperature to make peony blossom neither early nor late, just in the Spring Festival, how can it be successful without great effort? F Like a baby, the father and the daughter take turns to take care of it day and night, and the humidity and temperature of the soil are strictly regulated according to the law of peony growth. Father and daughter have been suffering for almost a hundred days and nights. Three hundred peonies have sprouted, sprouted and grown leaves, but men have sprouted. The hard work of father and daughter will blossom in the south, not to mention how happy they are.

Unexpectedly, the owner of this garden is a vicious flower tyrant. In order to get rich, he did many outrageous things. He saw an old man and a young man who came from Cao Zhou thousands of miles away. One has no relatives, and the other has no reason. Although people are honest, they have a way of growing flowers. It is certain that the cultivated peony will be listed in the Spring Festival. Seeing that there is going to be a sum of money, there are ghosts in my heart. These days, Huaba has to take a walk in the peony flowers planted by Zhao's father and daughter, and is particularly interested in this young epigenetic abortion. He always talks about abortion and seems to notice something from it. Clever abortion always cleverly avoids the entanglement of Hua Ba.

In a blink of an eye, it is the middle of the twelfth lunar month, and 300 peony plants have grown branches and leaves. The flower bone has grown into a big head. On this day, Abortion was busy among the peony flowers, and Huaba came over with a cheeky smile and said, No wonder your peony in Cao Zhou is so famous. Look at your delicate skin and smiling face. It's really better than peony. ?

Seeing his rudeness, Xiaoyue told him seriously: You are the owner of the garden and specialize in growing flowers. Don't lose the virtue of a flower grower.

Huaba doesn't feel bored. In a shameless way, everyone has a love for beauty. You have such a beautiful face, but it's a pity to be a man for nothing. If you stay in the south all the year round and stay by my side, you will enjoy endless prosperity. ? As he spoke, he hit him and walked away rudely. Abortion panicked. She slapped him angrily and ran to dad's cabin in tears.

When Zhao Laohan heard his daughter's complaint, he flew into a rage and immediately argued with Hua Ba. On second thought, father and daughter are far away from home, have no relatives, and have no reason. If it were made public, they would expose their daughter's identity earlier. Stop arguing, this tone is really unbearable. The old man really wants to destroy all the 300 peony flowers in bud and then take his daughter back to his hometown. But how could he have the heart to ruin months of hard work and watch Cao Zhou Peony shine in Guangzhou Flower Market? This is the voice of peony. How could he have the heart to do this?

After a few days of anger and suffering, coupled with a sudden cold, it is difficult for Zhao Laohan not to get sick. Seeing that her father was seriously ill, her daughter became more and more flustered and helpless. But I dare not cry in front of my father and make him sad. Anyway, it's important to find a cure for dad. The local people ask Huaba for money, and Huaba deliberately makes things difficult and pretentiously says; ? Originally, we agreed that when the peony bloomed in the Spring Festival, it would be divided into four or six parts. Every penny is valuable. Although peony is expected to blossom at present, it will not blossom after all. Peony can't bloom, and I have no money. I can't help it. ?

Abortion said angrily:? My family has been growing flowers for generations. Looking at flowers is more important than life. Peony can't bloom on time, and we never dare to go out in a few miles. ?

Huaba said very ridiculously. Don't play chess in front of me if you do something for me. Protect you? . ? Huaba approached Abortion and pinched her face. Abortion quickly dodged and shouted. ? From ruin, you are so rude! ?

Tears ran back to my father's thatched cottage on the small platform. Even if there were all kinds of grievances, I was afraid of aggravating my father's illness. I quietly hid them in my heart and comforted the old man with only some comforting words.

Zhao observed the divinity of the child and predicted that Huaba was playing tricks. If I have something good, I will leave my daughter alone, without friends, and I will not hurt my children. He had to try very hard to encourage children to say; ? Dad's old arms and legs, a little illness is nothing. After three or five days, the peony broke through the last level and was fully released. At that time, let's see the peony flowers in Cao Zhou at the flower market in Guangzhou, which was praised by people. We can't let our father spend these months in vain. ?

After the day of offering sacrifices to the stove, Zhuang Danhua really blossomed. Because Zhao Laohan's condition is getting more and more serious and his life is at stake, Hua Ba is secretly happy. He thinks that the old man died thousands of miles away in vain. He also bred so many precious peony flowers, not to mention making a lot of money, and this tomboy as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade has become my prey. ?

Before he died, Zhao Laohan said to his tearful daughter. The most precious virtue of peony is to lay down one's life for flowers. No matter how difficult we are, we flower farmers will not bow to evil forces. After my death, I must try to transport my bones back to my hometown and tell my hometown folks how our peony flowers in Cao Zhou are in full bloom in the south. .

Abortion obeyed her father's wishes, and finally the peony was in full bloom. Cao Zhou peony has become a treasure that people are scrambling to buy in Guangzhou flower market.

When Huaba put the money in his pocket and was about to extend his black hand to the lonely flower girl, the jade with a pseudonym had disappeared without a trace, and even the bones of Zhao Laohan buried in the garden were gone.

Soon after, those peony flowers bought from the flower market gradually withered, their faces withered and their leaves withered, and they all died soon.

It is said that fairy peony appeared to save Zhao's father and daughter. Huaba was seriously ill and almost died.

Since then, flower farmers in Cao Zhou have planted peony flowers in Guangzhou every year. Although it is opened every year, it dies after it is opened. Even now, flower farmers in Cao Zhou go to Guangdong, Hong Kong and Macao to cultivate peony every autumn, but after bloom, they will die, and the next year they will be transported from Cao Zhou for re-cultivation.

Folk stories about flowers, flowers of love

In the endless sea, there is a very quiet fishing village. In front of the village lived a hardworking, brave and strong young fisherman, and behind the village lived a beautiful and elegant girl who could make soy sauce. These two children from poor families have lived and worked together since childhood, and they have been inseparable since childhood. In their long-term relationship, they have established a deep love, mutual soulmate, and never give up for a hundred years.

After choosing the auspicious day for marriage, the girl was busy preparing the dowry. Young fishermen are naturally very happy to marry their sweetheart, so they are more diligent than usual. Every day, they are very happy to go out early and go fishing late, and sing with the fishermen at the top of their voices.

Driving a fishing boat and rowing the big bay.

A small fishing boat is full of fresh fish.

In Wanjia Fishing Village, everyone is smiling.

Fishermen rowed while singing songs, rowed all the way through twelve harbors, braving thousands of miles to the deep sea and found fish. They happily spread out their ships and cast their nets, ready to throw them down. Suddenly, the wind blew hard and the waves were several feet high. It turns out that there is a huge three-headed sea python living in this sea. When the monster saw someone coming to fish, he came out to make waves, dispersed the fish and crashed the fishing boat. The fishermen were thrown into the rough sea, drifted and swam, suffered a lot, and finally swam to the shore.

Since then, people have a lingering fear and never dare to go fishing in the sea. The vicious sea python is even more unscrupulous. It often comes out, causing havoc and making people restless. This makes it impossible for fishermen who live by fishing to survive. Grandpa cried, grandson shouted, piles of big fish nets were idle on the boat, and people racked their brains, but they were helpless.

At this time, the young fisherman in Qiancun stepped forward and volunteered to fight the sea python. Inspired by him, many boys and girls competed with him to kill sea pythons.

Later, after discussion, a group of smart fishermen were selected and went out to compete with sea pythons with young fishermen. Each of them is armed with a long sharp knife in his hand. Houcun girl, who can cook soy sauce, led her daughters-in-law to make many yellow zongzi and put them in the cabin for fishermen to eat on the way.

On the day of departure, all the villagers came to the seaside to see off the warriors and wish them an early triumph. The beautiful girl sent the young fisherman on a series of journeys, urging him to be careful when fighting the sea python. The young fisherman clearly knew that he was going to duel with three sea pythons, and his life and death were uncertain, but he comforted the tearful girl and said, Don't be sad, we will definitely come back victorious. ? Said, and took out a mirror from the waist and handed it to the girl.

? Take this mirror, you see it has how bright! You can watch it anytime after I leave. If you see a white mast inside, that's our victory. If you see a red mast, it turns black and the mirror darkens, that's me. ? As soon as he said this, the girl immediately put her hand over the young fisherman's mouth and never let him go on.

The young man comforted the girl for a while, then jumped on the boat and sailed for the distant deep sea.

The girl sent the young fisherman away and waited in front of the mirror day and night. Day after day, the mirror is as calm and transparent as a green lake, and the white mast is clearly visible.

Unconsciously, the warrior has been away from home for more than a month. On this day, the girl stood in front of the mirror. Suddenly, the waves in the mirror are surging, huge, flickering and unpredictable. The girl was on pins and needles staring at the mirror unblinkingly. It took a long time for the mirror to become transparent and clear. At this time, the girl excitedly put the mirror on her chest. However, her heart had just relaxed a little. Suddenly, an ominous sign appeared in front of her eyes, and a red mast appeared in the mirror.

The girl was so heartbroken that she burst into tears, and everyone in the village began to cry. Unable to restrain her anxiety, the girl ran to the seaside with a mirror and cried at the churning sea. She waited and waited, but no young fisherman came back. At this time, the red mast in the mirror gradually turned black, and the girl was completely disappointed. She cried in front of the mirror and couldn't stand up anymore.

The girl died of grief, and the people in the village were very sad, so they buried her on a sunny hillside. The next day, five-color flowers appeared on the grave, one of which was red, big and beautiful.

When the nameless flowers growing on the girl's grave were in full bloom for a hundred days, the warriors sailed by boat and beat drums to triumph. Every day, men, women and children who stand by and look forward to the warriors are so excited that they burst into tears and dance and sing to their heart's content.

The brave young fisherman stood at the bow and waved to his relatives. Before the boat broke down, he jumped off the boat and told the villagers that the fierce sea python had been removed and we could go fishing again in the future. People cheered, sang and danced, and rejoiced again.

The young fisherman searched the crowd for his beloved girl. He knew that if he left for so long, the girl would be very worried about his safety. But he searched for a long time, but he didn't see the shadow of his sweetheart. He felt very strange and asked the villagers, who had to tell him the truth. The young fisherman knew that the girl died of grief for herself, which was like an arrow passing through her heart. She was very sad. He suddenly looked up and saw a lot of blood of three sea pythons on the mast. He realized what was going on. It turned out that when the three heads of the sea python were cut off, the blood sprayed on the mast, so the red mast that the girl saw in the mirror turned black.

The young fisherman patted his chest and ran to the girl's grave with regret. The big red flowers on the girl's grave are blooming brightly. The young fisherman threw himself on the flowers, unable to restrain his sadness and began to cry. He cried and cried as if a girl's smiling face appeared in front of him.

The villagers hurriedly awakened the young fisherman from his coma. He woke up, and as soon as he got up, the big red flowers that had been beautiful for a whole hundred days fell one by one and withered instantly. People say that this red flower is made of a girl's soul.