3 folk tales about flowers

Folktales about flowers Folktales about chrysanthemums

Su Shi of the Song Dynasty was extremely talented. He was one of the eight great writers of the Tang and Song Dynasties. He was good at poetry, calligraphy and painting, and could write thousands of words without thinking. He is proud of his talents and suffers many blows in his life. Wang Anshi was the prime minister, and Dongpo was his subordinate. Because he offended Wang Anshi, he was demoted from Hanlin bachelor to Huzhou governor. After three years of service, he returned to Beijing to see him. I went to see Anshi, but Wang Anshi happened to be out and did not return. Dongpo was sitting in his study when he saw a poem written under an inkstone. There were two lines in it: "The west wind passed through the garden last night, blowing down the yellow flowers and covering the ground with gold." ? Dongpo laughed when he saw the poem and thought: The yellow flower refers to the chrysanthemum, which blooms in late autumn. It is strong in nature and dares to resist the autumn frost. It is the most durable. Even if it is old and withered, it will never fall off its petals. Wang Anshi's poem "Blow down the yellow flowers and fill the ground with gold" is simply nonsense. At that time, poetry became popular, and I continued to write two sentences: "Autumn flowers fall no better than spring flowers. Let the poet recite it carefully." ?Because after waiting for a long time, Wang Anshi didn't come back, so he returned to his apartment. In the evening, Wang Anshi came back, saw the continuation of the poem, and heard from his family that it was written by Su Dongpo. Anshi was furious and demoted Dongpo to deputy envoy of Huangzhou Tuanlian. Dongpo had no choice but to go to his post with humiliation. Dongpo served as the deputy envoy of the regiment training. He was quite leisurely. He and his friend Chen Jichang spent the whole day traveling around the mountains and rivers, drinking and composing poems. Autumn is here and the chrysanthemums are in full bloom. One day, Chen Jichang came to visit. Dongpo asked Jichang to go to the garden to enjoy chrysanthemums together. He was shocked when he saw the yellow flowers falling to the ground one after another, as if they were paved with gold. Ji Chang asked the reason and smiled and said: "Flowers in different places are different. The chrysanthemums in Huangzhou fall off their petals in the autumn wind." Dongpo then knew that Wang Anshi laughed at him and deliberately demoted him because of Dongpo's continuation of the poem. Go to Huangzhou and ask him to see the yellow flowers blowing down and the ground is covered with gold.

Folktales about flowers: Giving up one’s life but not giving up flowers

In Wanhua Village in Peony Township, Caozhou, there lived an old man named Zhao. His ancestors had grown flowers for generations and learned all the skills in cultivating flowers. Especially for peonies, no one could match the variety of peonies he had, and no one could match his cultivation quality. The old man was in his 60s. His wife died young, and he only had a little daughter named Cuiyu in front of him. He was just eighteen years old, and he was handsome, smart, knowledgeable, clever, and filial to his father. Father and daughter love flowers like crazy and depend on each other. They can barely survive with a few acres of gardens.

One spring, the old man went out to sell flowers and saw a traditional famous painting called Phoenix Playing with Peonies in a wealthy family. Some squire and poets were gathering in front of him to comment. Some said: "The layout of this painting is novel and the shape is lifelike. It is not the work of an ordinary person." Some said: "This painting is skillful in pen and ink and the colors are brilliant. It must be a master of painting." Some said: "This painting is very exquisite." , the phoenix is ??the king of crows, and the peony is the king of flowers. Combining the supreme flowers and birds into one, it has become a symbol of wealth, prominence, and excellence in the world. The old man was thinking to himself on the sidelines. Naturally, he felt infinitely gratified that the peonies he cultivated with his hard work and sweat could receive such praise from people.

The next spring, the old man went out to sell flowers again. In a county town, he saw a very exquisite and very fragrant stone monument. It spanned the street and was several feet high. It was solemn and simple in style. When he got closer and took a closer look, he was even more surprised. It turned out that this was a monument with extremely fine carvings. Each part of the stele is engraved with lions of various sizes and peonies with different postures. Not only are the shapes realistic and the knife skills meticulous, but also because the carvings have many unexpected levels, it will naturally remind people of dozens of levels at a glance. The exquisite carving of ivory balls. therefore. This stele no longer looks like a bluestone relief, but looks like a three-dimensional combination of numerous stone lions and stone peonies. The old man saw the stone-carved peonies. Each leaf was so vivid. Although it had no color or fragrance, it attracted bees to circle and dance. As a result, the old man became more passionate about peonies and felt that cultivating famous flowers in the world was his greatest happiness.

One autumn, a man from Wanhua Village who had just returned from Guangzhou approached Old Man Zhao and mentioned that Guangzhou holds a grand flower market every Spring Festival. There are all kinds of famous flowers in the world, but it is a pity that we are not there

Our peonies in Caozhou. If our peonies can bloom there on time, not only will we earn a lot of money, but our peonies in Caozhou will also become famous throughout the country.

When the neighbors in the village heard the news, they naturally wanted to take Peony with them. But when I think about the long journey, can peonies from the north be planted in the south? Can the climate, water and soil adapt to it? The normal flowering period of peonies is in March in Yangchun. Is it possible to make it bloom in advance of the Spring Festival? Legend has it that Empress Wu Zetian of the Tang Dynasty once planted the peony in the severe winter. In the twelfth lunar month, hundreds of flowers bloomed. Peony was burned by fire for disobeying the imperial edict, and was then demoted to Luoyang. Now, can we make things that even the emperor can't do become a reality? The folks thought about it. I still think of Old Man Zhao. Everyone came to persuade him. You have the most experience in cultivating peonies. For the sake of the reputation of Caozhou peonies and to open up a way to make money for the folks in Peony Township, I persuaded him to try it first.

Old man Zhao only has one daughter at his side. If he goes to Guangzhou alone and leaves his daughter at home, he will not be at ease. Take her with you. In the turbulent years, it is very inconvenient for girls to go out. At the moment of embarrassment, the daughter stepped forward and said, "Dad is very old and he goes out alone, and the daughter is worried. The child would like to dress up as a man and go with her father." ?

Mr. Zhao and his daughter packed up three hundred peonies, said goodbye to the villagers and set out on the road.

From then on, Cuiyu changed her clothes to a young man and changed her name to Xiaoyue. An old man and a young man traveled through mountains and rivers and went through all kinds of hardships to come to Guangzhou. They found a garden in the suburbs and settled down. Old man Zhao made an agreement with the owner of the garden to borrow the land in his garden. Once the peonies are successfully cultivated and sold at the flower market, the two parties will split the peonies at a rate of 46%*

From then on, the Zhao family's father and daughter began to work hard. When he was in his hometown, he used a heated kang greenhouse to raise a few peonies to bloom during the Spring Festival. Now in the South, how can he control the temperature so that the peonies bloom not too early but not too late, just in time for the Spring Festival? How can he succeed without spending all his efforts? The father and daughter are like taking care of a baby, taking turns taking care of it day and night. The dryness and wetness of the soil and the coldness and warmth of the temperature are strictly adjusted according to the growth rules of the peonies. The father and daughter worked hard for almost a hundred days and nights, and the three hundred peonies sprouted, sprouted branches, and grew leaves, but the flower seedlings appeared. The hard work of father and daughter is about to bloom the flowers of hope in the south, not to mention how happy they are.

Unexpectedly, the owner of this garden is a cruel and vicious flower tyrant. In order to make a fortune, he did countless deeds that were harmful to the world. He saw the old man and the young man who came from Caozhou, Shandong, thousands of miles away. One has no relatives and the other has no reason. Although he is an honest person, he has a unique trick for raising flowers. I was sure that the cultivated peonies would be on the market during the Spring Festival. Seeing that I was about to receive a sum of money, I had a dark idea in my mind. In the past few days, Hua Ba would go to the peonies cultivated by Zhao's father and daughter whenever he had anything to do. He also became particularly interested in this young junior, Xiaoyue. He has noticed something mysterious. The clever Xiaoyue always cleverly avoids Hua Ba's entanglements.

In the blink of an eye, it is already the middle of the twelfth lunar month, and the three hundred peonies have grown into luxuriant branches and luxuriant leaves. The flower buds have grown to the size of their cores. On this day, Xiaoyue was busy among the peonies. Hua Ba came over with a playful smile and said: "No wonder your Caozhou peonies are so famous. Looking at your thin skin and tender flesh, and your little face with a smile, you are really prettier than peonies." ?

When Xiaoyue saw that he was rude, she told him sternly: "You are the master of the garden, and you specialize in growing flowers. Don't lose the virtue of a flower grower."

Hua Ba didn’t think it was unpleasant, but shamelessly came forward and said: Everyone has a love for beauty. You have such a beautiful face, but it's a pity that you were born a man in vain. If you stay in this southern country where spring is like all year round, and stay by my side, I will ensure that you enjoy endless glory and wealth. ?He said while beating him up to show his rudeness. In a panic, Xiaoyue slapped him angrily and ran towards her father's thatched cottage crying.

When Mr. Zhao heard his daughter’s complaint, he was furious and immediately wanted to defend Hua Ba. Then I thought about it, the father and daughter were far away from home and had no relatives. If the news got out, the identity of the daughter would be exposed earlier. Don't argue, this tone is really unbearable. The old man really wanted to destroy all the three hundred peonies in bud, and then return to his hometown with his daughter. But how could he bear to ruin months of hard work, when Caozhou peonies were about to shine in the Guangzhou flower market. This was a matter of peony, how could he bear to do it?

How many days? Tormented by anger and a sudden cold, Old Man Zhao fell seriously ill. When the daughter saw that her father was seriously ill, she became more and more panicked and couldn't do anything. But I didn't dare to cry in front of my father and make him sad. No matter what, it is still important to find a way to treat my father's illness. When I found Hua Ba to save money, Hua Ba deliberately made things difficult and hypocritically said: "Originally, we both had an agreement. When the peonies bloom during the Spring Festival, we will divide it into 40 and 60. A penny is a lot of money. Although there is hope for the peonies to bloom now, they have not bloomed after all. The peonies are not blooming. I have no money, and there is nothing I can do to help. ?

Xiaoyue said angrily: "My family has been growing flowers for generations. Looking at flowers is more important than life. If the peonies cannot bloom on time, we will never dare to go thousands of miles away to show off our ugly peonies." ?

Hua Ba said teasingly: "In front of me, stop pretending. If you obey me, I will protect you." ?Hua Ba came closer to Xiaoyue and wanted to pinch her cheek, Xiaoyue hurriedly dodged and shouted: ?You are so rude and rude even if you are desperate!?

Xiaoyue Tai Lei ran back to his father's thatched cottage. Even though he was wronged in every way, he kept it secretly in his heart for fear of aggravating his father's illness. He only comforted the old man with some words of comfort.

Zhao Zhehan observed the child Shenqian and predicted that Hua Ba was playing tricks. What if he had some bad intentions and left his daughter alone with no relatives, wouldn't it be a disservice to the child? He had no choice but to cheer up and comfort the child, saying, "Daddy has old arms and legs, so a minor illness or disaster is nothing." After another three to five days, the peonies will pass the final hurdle and they will be fully bloomed. By then, we will see Caozhou’s peonies being praised by people at the Guangzhou flower market, and it will be no longer in vain for the two of us to have worked hard in the south for several months. ?

After the day of offering sacrifices to the kitchen stove, the Zhuangdan flowers bloomed one after another. As Old Man Zhao's condition worsened, his life was in danger, but Hua Ba was secretly happy, thinking that this old man had traveled thousands of miles away and lost his life in vain. He had also cultivated so many rare peonies, and making a huge sum of money was not a big deal. And this flowery tomboy has become the prey in my hands. ?

Before Mr. Zhao died, he said to his daughter who was crying in tears: "The most valuable integrity of peonies is to give up their lives and never give up their flowers. No matter how difficult it is for us flower growers, we will never ask for help." The evil forces bow their heads.

After I die, I will definitely try to transport my bones back to my hometown and tell the folks in my hometown how the peonies in Caozhou bloomed in the south.

Xiaoyue followed her father’s will and finally waited until all the peonies were in full bloom. Caozhou peonies have become treasures that people rush to buy in the Guangzhou flower market.

When Hua Pa put the money into his pocket and was about to extend his black hand to the lonely flower grower, Cuiyu, whose pseudonym was Xiaoyue, had disappeared without a trace and was even buried in the flower garden. Old Man Zhao's bones in the garden were also missing.

Not long after this happened, the peonies I bought from the flower market gradually withered, and their leaves and branches withered. Soon they all died.

People say that the Peony Fairy appeared and saved the Zhao family and her daughter. The flower tyrant became seriously ill and almost died.

From that time on, flower farmers from Caozhou went to Guangzhou every year to cultivate peonies. Although they bloomed every year, they died one after another after blooming. Until now, flower farmers in Caozhou have to go to Guangzhou, Hong Kong and Macao to cultivate peonies every autumn. However, after the flowers bloom, they will die and have to be transported from Caozhou to be cultivated again the next year.

Folktales about flowers: The Flower of Love

On the edge of the endless sea, there is a very peaceful small fishing village. In front of the village lived a hard-working, brave, strong and powerful young fisherman, and behind the village lived a beautiful and elegant girl who was good at making miso. These two children from poor families have lived and worked together since childhood. They are childhood sweethearts and are inseparable. During their long-term relationship, they established a deep love, were inseparable from each other, swore an oath to the sea, and forged a century-old marriage.

After the auspicious day for the wedding is chosen, the girl is busy preparing the dowry. The young fisherman was very happy to be getting married to his sweetheart, so he worked harder than usual, facing the sea breeze every day. He was especially happy when he went out early in the morning and returned home late to fish, and sang songs with the fishermen with his bright voice

Set up the fishing boat and row out of the big bay.

The small fishing boat is filled with fresh fish.

Everyone in Wanjia Fishing Village is smiling.

The fishermen rowed their boats through twelve harbors while singing, breaking through a thousand waves, reaching the deep sea and finding schools of fish. They happily set up the boat array, opened the big net, and prepared to cast it down. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, causing waves several feet high. It turns out that there is a huge three-headed sea python living in the sea. When this monster sees people coming to fish, it comes out to make waves, disperses the fish schools, and crashes the fishing boats. The fishermen were thrown into the rough sea, drifted and swam, and after much hardship, they finally swam to the shore.

Since then, people have lingering fears and no longer dare to go fishing at sea. The ferocious sea python is also more unscrupulous. It often comes out and makes troubles, leaving people without any peace. This makes it impossible for fishermen who rely on fishing to survive. The grandfather cried, the grandson screamed, and piles of big fishing nets were idle in the boat. People racked their brains, but there was nothing they could do.

At this time, the young fisherman from the former village stepped forward and volunteered to fight the sea python. Inspired by him, many young men and women rushed to kill the sea python with him.

Later, after everyone’s discussion, a group of smart and capable fishermen were selected to follow the young fishermen on the expedition to compete with the sea python. Each of them was armed and held a long, sharp knife in his hand. The girl from Houchun who knew how to make miso led her daughters-in-law to make many yellow rice dumplings and put them in the cabin of the boat for the fishermen to eat on the road.

On the day of departure, everyone in the village came to the seaside to see the warriors off and wish them a speedy victory. The beautiful girl sent the young fisherman off for one journey after another, telling him to be careful when fighting sea pythons at sea. The young fisherman obviously knew that he was going to duel with three sea pythons, his life or death was uncertain, and his fate was unpredictable, but he still comforted the tearful girl and said: "Don't be sad, we will definitely come back victorious." ? As he said that, he took out a mirror from his waist and handed it to the girl.

?Hold this mirror, look how bright it is! After I leave, you can look at it often. If you see a white mast in it, it means we have won. If you see a red mast and it fades to black and the mirror dims, that's me. ?As soon as he said this, the girl immediately covered the young fisherman's mouth with her hands and stopped him from talking anymore.

The young man comforted the girl for a while before jumping on the boat, riding the wind and waves, and sailed towards the distant deep sea.

The girl sent the young fisherman away and stayed by the mirror day and night. Day by day, the mirror has been as calm and transparent as the green lake water, and the white mast is clearly visible.

Unknowingly, the warriors have been away from home for more than a month. On this day, the girl was standing by the mirror. Suddenly, the waves in the mirror were turbulent, huge waves, flickering, and unpredictable. The girl stared at the mirror without blinking, as anxiously as if she were sitting on pins and needles. After a long time, the mirror became transparent and clear. At this time, the girl excitedly pressed the mirror to her chest. However, just as her heart relaxed a little, suddenly, a bad omen appeared in front of her eyes again - a red mast appeared in the mirror.

The girl suddenly felt like a thunderbolt, and she was heartbroken and burst into tears. People in the village were also crying anxiously. The girl couldn't suppress the anxiety in her heart, so she ran to the seaside with the mirror in her arms. , looking at the churning sea and crying. She waited and waited, but still the young fisherman didn't come back. At this time, the red mast in the mirror gradually turned black. The girl was completely disappointed. She cried and fainted on the seaside holding the mirror and could not get up again.

The girl died of excessive grief. The people in the village were heartbroken and buried her on a sunny hillside. The next day, flowers of five colors bloomed on the grave. One of them was red, big and beautiful.

When the unknown flower that grew on the girl’s grave had bloomed for a hundred days, the warriors sailed in their boats and beat the victory drums in triumph. The men, women and children who stood at the beach every day looking forward to the warriors were all excited and burst into tears, dancing and singing to their heart's content.

The brave young fisherman stood on the bow of the boat and waved to his relatives. Before the boat was stable, he hurriedly jumped out of the boat and told the villagers that the vicious sea python had been eliminated and that we could go fishing with confidence in the future. People cheered again, sang, danced and rejoiced.

The young fisherman looked around in the crowd, looking for his beloved girl. He knew that the girl would be very worried about his safety if he had been away for so long. But he searched for a long time and couldn't see the shadow of his sweetheart. He felt strange, so he asked the villagers, and they had no choice but to tell him the truth. The young fisherman knew that the girl died of sorrow for him, and he felt like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, and he was filled with grief. He suddenly looked up and saw that the mast was stained with the blood of the three-headed sea python. Only then did he understand what was going on. It turned out that when the three heads of the sea python were chopped off, blood spurted onto the mast, so the red mast the girl saw in the mirror turned black.

The young fisherman beat his chest and ran to the girl's grave with regret. The big red flower on the girl's grave was in full bloom. The young fisherman lay on the flower, unable to restrain the grief in his heart, and burst into tears. As he cried, the girl's smiling face seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

The villagers rushed over to wake the young fisherman from his coma. He woke up and as soon as he got up, the big red flower that had been blooming for a hundred days fell down piece by piece and withered instantly. People say that the red flower is what the girl's soul became.