In ancient times, there was a clever child named Cao Chong, and his father Cao Cao was a big official. Once, someone gave Cao Cao an elephant. Cao Cao wanted to know how heavy the elephant was, so he asked his officials to find a way to weigh it.

This is a difficult task! The elephant is the largest animal on land. How do you call it? At that time, there were no scales that big, and people didn't have the strength to lift elephants. Officials are all worried about elephants, and no one can think of a way to weigh them. Just then, a child ran out, stood in front of the adults and said, I have an idea, I have an idea! When the officials saw it, it turned out to be Cao Chong, Cao Cao's youngest son. Without saying anything, they were thinking: Hum! Adults can't think of any way. What can a five-or six-year-old child do?

But don't look down on children, this little Cao Chong just has a way. He thought of a way that even adults couldn't think of at the moment. His father said, you have a way to say it quickly for everyone to listen to.

Cao Chong said: I will show it to you, and you will understand.

He had the elephant led and followed him to the river. His father, as well as those officials, wanted to see what he called it and followed him to the river. There happened to be a big empty boat by the river. Cao Chong said, Take the elephant to the boat.

When the elephant got on the boat, the boat sank a little. Cao Chong said: Draw a mark on the boatside flush with the water. After the mark was marked, Cao Chong had the elephant brought ashore. At this time, the big ship is empty, and the big ship floats up a little.

Everyone watched, taking the elephant into the boat for a while, and taking the elephant off the boat for a while, saying in their hearts: What game is this child playing?

Next, Cao Chong asked people to pick stones, put them on the ship, picked one load after another, and the ship slowly sank again.

All right, all right! Cao Chong saw that the marks on the boatside were all over the water, so he had the stones picked off the boat one by one. At this time, everyone understood: the stone was loaded on the boat and the elephant was loaded on the boat, and the boat sank to the same mark. It can be seen that the stone and the elephant are of the same weight; Weigh these stones again and add up the weights of all the stones. Isn't the sum obtained the weight of the elephant? Everyone said that this method looks simple, but if it weren't for Cao Chong to show it to everyone, adults really couldn't figure it out. Cao Chong is so clever!

China Folk Tales II

Amah rock story

Once upon a time, there was a fisherman named Hailang. One day, he went fishing with everyone, and the weather was unpredictable. Suddenly it was cloudy, the sea roared, and the wind blew day by day. Everyone was knocked down in the depths of the sea by big waves, but only the lucky Hailang didn't die. He lay on a rotten wooden board and fainted. The sea was pushed around like a ball, and finally he drifted to a place called Shangchuan Island, where Hailang lived alone.

One day, he came out for a walk, saved a small grouper on the shore, and set it free. It turned out that the small grouper was the daughter of Hailong. The small grouper decided to become a human being and live with Brother Hailang. With the wind blowing day by day, the small grouper became a smart and beautiful girl.

Xiao Shiban came to Brother Hailang's door. Hailang came out, looked at it and said, Who are you, girl, and how did you drift to this isolated island? Small grouper: Do you remember that you saved a small grouper at the seaside? Yes, said the waves. That's me. I'm the daughter of the sea dragon king. You saved me. I want to thank you. Daughter of the sea dragon king. Hailang said in surprise.

Then, they made up slowly, and finally married. They lived a happy life and gave birth to a fat doll named Fan Long, which was very cute.

However, it won't be long before the happy life. When Hailong came back from the door, he couldn't find his daughter anywhere. He found out that he was living with a man named Hailang, and he was furious. Then he became an old man with white hair and came to Hailang's house to scold him. He also said, Daughter, if you don't come with me, I'll make Hailang wish he were dead. I'll give you three days to think about it.

Three days later, the Sea Dragon King stayed at Hailang's house, and Hailang and Xiaoshiban refused to separate. The Sea Dragon King ordered Xiabingxie to take Hailang away, and Xiaoshiban walked out of the door with Fanlong, climbed a high mountain, watched Hailang go away, and shed tears. Finally, Xiaoshiban and Fanlong turned into stones, and everyone called it Wangfu Stone.

China Folk Tales 3

The story of the maid-in-waiting picture

Once upon a time, there was a young man named Tian Mingtai. Mother and son lived by firewood.

On this day, the rooftop was chopping wood on the mountain, and suddenly the weather changed and it rained heavily.

Seeing that I couldn't go home, I was in a hurry. I couldn't help but throw my axe to the ground. I heard a crash, and a Taoist stepped out of the door. The Taoist said, You are unreasonable. Why did you knock on my door?

The rooftop was stupefied, and rushed forward to salute and said, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I didn't know you were here.

Taoist said: I think you are an honest and filial person. I have a treasure called Ruyi Baibaotu. Take it. At the same time, if you say long, it will be long. If you sit on it and say where to go, it will take you. When you get there, it will automatically stop. If you say down, it will fall. If you say down, it will shrink and you can put it away.

Tiantai took the picture and was thanking her. In the blink of an eye, Taoist disappeared and the gate was closed.

Tiantai thought, I just want to go home, so I might as well try it. He took it out as intended, said long, and the treasure map grew as big as a reed mat. He sat down in the middle and said, I want to go home. Baotu automatically rises and carries the rooftop with firewood to the doorstep of the rooftop. When the rooftop said "fall", it fell to the ground. When the rooftop said "shrink", the treasure map was reduced, and the rooftop was collected and went to see the mother.

The mother is worried about her son, and she is very happy to see her son back and bring back a treasure. Since then, it's easy to get firewood on the roof, and the days are getting better every day.

Half a year later, Tiantai thought: People say the Imperial Palace is good, so why don't I go and see it and broaden my horizons? When the night was quiet, the Tiantai took out the best treasure map and said to the palace. The treasure map flew up and took him into the royal garden of the palace.

There was a treasure map on the rooftop, and it was dawn. He enjoyed all kinds of flowers and visited the rockery and real water. Walking forward, a maid-in-waiting came face to face. This maid-in-waiting couldn't help admiring each other. They exchanged names and narrated their life experiences, and they hit it off.

Maid-in-waiting said: I am in the palace all day. I am very bored and hate court life. I would like to go to the countryside with my husband.

Tiantai said: Come with me now!

Maid-in-waiting said: It's no good going like this now. No matter where you go, the emperor can find it, and something will happen.

The maid-in-waiting took out her portrait and gave it to the rooftop, saying, This is a picture of the maid-in-waiting drawn by the emperor. The emperor wants to make me a noble lady. Now there are still ten days before the conferment. Go back and find a way to save me.

After the Tiantai took Baotu home, I asked my mother to find a way. My mother was also anxious and worried, thinking of Taoist.

Yes! Taoist can give a treasure map, and there must be a way to save the maid-in-waiting. The rooftop came to the mountain and knocked on the gate with an axe. When she met Taoist, she explained her purpose. Taoist said, It's easy, you come with me.

Tiantai came to Beijing with Taoist, and Taoist asked Tiantai to wait outside the city. She went into the golden palace alone and stole the imperial seal of the emperor. When she saw Tiantai, she said to Tiantai that this was the imperial seal of the emperor. The emperor lost the imperial seal, so she must be very worried. You put it in a nearby well. After the imperial list is published, you can ask the emperor for the imperial seal. Say that finish, Taoist was gone.

The emperor lost his imperial seal and was very anxious. He made a list and made it clear who found the imperial seal, the senior official was seated, the handsome horse was riding, and whatever he wanted was given.

Tiantai stepped forward to uncover the imperial list, and the official who looked at the list took Tiantai to the Babel during his reign. The emperor said, Can you find the imperial seal?

Tiantai said: Yes. Tiantai took people to the well outside the south gate, saying that it was in the well, and the emperor was salvaged and found the imperial seal.

The emperor asked Tiantai: What do you want? Tiantai took out the maid-in-waiting map and said the maid-in-waiting to be painted. The emperor wanted to go back on his word, but he couldn't change his words, so he had to promise.

China Folk Tales 4

Lubanzhi Fuxie Pagoda

According to legend, Lu Ban was the cleverest and most capable craftsman in ancient China. His original name was Gongbo, and because he was a native of Lu at the end of the Spring and Autumn Period, Lu Ban became his title by later generations.

Once, he came to Gusu City, the kingdom of Wu, a paradise on earth, which really deserved his reputation. The ancient city tower, the second arrangement, the teahouse and the wine shop are very lively. Luban's travels multiplied, and he was fascinated by the characteristics of Suzhou architecture. Suddenly there was a loud noise. Lu Ban looked inside and saw a newly-built pagoda standing high in front of a grassy open field. There was a group of people in front of the tower, making a lot of noise and not knowing what to do. He walked slowly past, pushing aside the onlookers, and saw an old man in silk, a high crown and a fragrant bag tied around his waist, angry, with blue veins standing out, staring at his eyebrows, and full of energy to fight a bullfight. A middle-aged man crouched opposite the old man, with his head in his hands and a depressed look. Ruban was so strange that he didn't know the truth until he asked.

The old man is a famous local rich man. In order to accumulate good deeds, he is going to build a pagoda, which will be passed down through the ages.

The project was undertaken by that craftsman. After nearly three years of hard work, the pagoda was finally built. But somehow, although the pagoda is built, it is always tilted regardless of whether it is viewed horizontally or vertically. After measurement, the pagoda does tilt nearly ten degrees. People shook their heads and pointed at each other. The rich man thinks that building a pagoda is against criticism, which is very angry and detrimental to his integrity. Therefore, he has to settle accounts with craftsmen himself: either tear down the pagoda and rebuild it, or straighten it, otherwise it will be sent to the government for strict punishment.

This stumbles craftsmen. If they want to tear down and rebuild, they will sell their children and women, and they will be unable to bear the economic pressure if they lose all their money. If the tower is righted, it can't be done, because although the pagoda is made of wood, it still weighs about one million Jin, and you can only look at the tower and sigh!

Lu Ban looked around the pagoda carefully, then at the craftsmen who were at a loss. He went over to comfort and said, Don't worry, as long as you find me some wood, I can straighten it in less than a month alone!

Hearing this, the craftsman was dubious, but there was no other way. So he carried the wood and waited with a glimmer of hope. As for Lu Ban, he didn't let people step in to help him. He cut the timber he carried into many inclined Xiao Mu wedges and knocked them from the inclined side of the tower one by one, so that the inclined side was slowly raised. After banging about for a month in the dark, the pagoda really stood up.

The craftsman gratefully asked Lu Ban: Eun Gong, why can you make the pagoda stand upright by this remedy?

Lu Ban replied: Because the leaning tower is made of wood, it belongs to a bucket-piercing structure, and the pulling between the components is relatively firm and can form an organic whole, so it can be righted by wedging. And the wedge is inclined, which makes it easier to drive in. Four or two pounds? Function, after playing in and can raise the height of the inclined plane of the tower, so that the tower is no longer inclined.

China Folk Tales 5

Yue Zhu knows painting at the age of eight.

In the Yuan Dynasty, there was a man named Yue Zhu, who was intelligent, witty and far-sighted since he was a child. He loves reading, whether it is the Four Books and Five Classics, or books on astronomy, geography, medicine and arithmetic, and he especially likes classics and history.

He Cheng was a famous painter in Yuan Dynasty. He once drew a picture of Tao Mu's Broken Hair according to Liu Yiqing's Shi Shuo Xin Yu. The meaning of this painting is that there was an official named Tao Kan in the Eastern Jin Dynasty who lost his father when he was young and his family was very poor. Later, he became a small county official in Xunyang, his hometown (now _ Xijiu _). After Tao Kan became a business official, his style was correct and he remained uncorrupted, so his family did not get a fundamental improvement. One day, Xiao Lian Fan Kui from Poyang County came to visit Tao Kan. Tao Kan didn't make any preparations because of the sudden arrival of the guests. Want to keep guests for dinner, but can't afford to buy food and drinks; If you don't stay, people will come from afar and be sorry for the guests. What a dilemma! Tao Kan's mother is also worried about her son. But rummaging through everything, I couldn't find anything of value. The family is so poor! Tao Mu sighed that the clothes she was wearing were worthless and there was no valuable jewelry to sell on her head. She only has good hair, which is black, bright and long. In desperation, Tao Mu resolutely picked up scissors, cut off her love hair, and then took it to the street to sell, and then bought back dining tables to entertain guests.

After this painting was finished, He Cheng showed it around and asked for advice. After seeing this painting, everyone praised it as a good one. Especially those well-known scholars and gentlemen, have said that the painting is reasonable in layout, meticulous in painting and quite charming.

One day, Yue Zhu also saw this painting, when he was only eight years old. When eight-year-old Yue Zhu saw this painting, she was quickly attracted by it. How lifelike the characters in the painting are! But he looked very carefully, never letting go of every detail. Suddenly, he saw Taomu wearing a gold bracelet on her wrist, so she cried loudly. At that time, He Cheng was also on the side, and he was proud of his paintings. When he heard Xiao Yuezhu's surprised cry, he was puzzled and asked him what he saw. Xiao Yuezhu repeatedly said: Distortion! Distortion!

People around were surprised when they heard the distortion, thinking that the child was too ignorant, how dare he talk about the distortion of the paintings of the great painter? So they turned their attention to He Cheng to see how he, the author, responded. He Cheng, who was still smiling, couldn't hang up his face immediately, but after all, he was a man with rich experience, and this situation was not the first time, so he quickly calmed down and asked Yue Zhu kindly: Then what is the distortion?

I saw Xiao Yuezhu asking He Cheng: Tao Mu wears a gold bracelet on her hand, and the gold bracelet can be exchanged for wine. Why cut her hair to sell it? Is it difficult for Tao Mu to sell her hair instead of her gold bracelet?

He Cheng was greatly surprised by this question, thinking that he was really confused. As soon as he finished painting his arm, he naturally added a bracelet to it for the sake of beauty. Why didn't he think of this? It's really gilding the lily He Cheng was immediately impressed by Xiao Yuezhu. He not only thanked him for pointing out the failure of this painting, but also praised him for his familiarity with painting theory and his promise in the future.

China Folk Tales 6

professed love of what one actually fears

In the Spring and Autumn Period, there was a man named Shen Zhuliang in the State of Chu, because his father's fief was in Yedi, and later he inherited his father's fief, so people called him Ye Gong.

Ye Gong has a big hobby, and he especially likes dragons. He thinks that the dragon is a symbol of outstanding talents. It can fly in the clouds, call the wind and rain, go into the earth, and change endlessly. He worships dragons, so he invited skilled craftsmen from all over the country to carve dragons on the pillars, doors and windows, and draw dragons on the walls. The furniture and decorations in the house all adopt dragon patterns, and even the handy utensils such as hooks and chisels are made in the shape of Jackie Chan. In a word, his house is full of dragons.

Ye Gong lives among these dragons all day. He appreciates dragons and forgets to eat. If someone talks about dragons with him, he is always very happy and gushing. If he hears of a well-painted dragon or a well-carved dragon, he will go to see it no matter how far it is, and buy it no matter how much it costs. He loves dragons so much that all the people in Chu know it.

The real dragon in the sky was very moved when he heard the news. He thought: There has never been anyone who likes me like Ye Gong in the world, and even my image is admired by him. What if he saw my real body? The real dragon thought of this and decided to take a trip to Ye Gong's house.

One day, after a storm, followed by dark clouds, lightning and thunder. The real dragon in the sky came to Ye Gong's home. It first leaned over the window and looked in, and its tail dragged into the hall of Ye Gong's home. When Zhenlong saw that Ye Gong's home was really full of dragon designs, he secretly admired: What a dragon lover! He really deserved his reputation! !

The real dragon is not as small as carved and painted on the pillar, but a monster. The real dragon's body and tail lay across the hall, wagging its head and tail, smoking, and full of great power. At this time, Ye Gong just came out of the room. He was wearing clothes embroidered with dragons, shoes embroidered with dragons on his feet, and a wine glass in his hand, enjoying the dragons carved on it while walking. He went to the hall and suddenly saw the dragon's tail dragging on the ground. He was startled and looked up quickly. It was a real dragon! When Ye Gong saw this, his face changed greatly, and he lost his glass in panic. He ran and shouted, Oh, no! Help! The dragon is coming! Then, he got under the bed in his bedroom and never dared to come out again.

When the real dragon saw Ye Gong like this, he heard him shout, and he was very disappointed. He thought, It turns out that your love for dragons is fake! The dragon you love is just a fake dragon, but you are not fond of the real dragon, but afraid! Then, the real dragon jumped into the sky and never appeared again.

China Folk Tales 7

Minnan dialect is sometimes used very wonderfully and interestingly in everyday life. It shows the unexpected ending by mistake, but it is also quite mysterious and profound. These may be the artistic effects of Minnan dialect.

A popular folk story "Tiger Afraid of Leaking" in Zhangzhou, southern Fujian, illustrates this kind of case, and the ending of the story is really amazing.

The story goes like this. One evening, a cattle dealer who was eager to walk and missed the lodging shop pulled two calves (Yinniu Taozi) and came looking at Nanshan. He was seen by the tiger who came out to feed. Xiaohu secretly followed them, ready to wait for a chance to eat the calf. Just at this time, it began to rain heavily, and the cattle dealer could only pull the calf and enter a land temple to shelter from the rain. Who wants to rain harder and harder? Cattle dealer had to close the broken temple door. He tied the calf to a post by the side and found a place to rest himself. Who knows that this temple has been in disrepair for a long time, and it is broken and leaking everywhere. Only find a dry place under the pillar near the door and sit down and rest. Tiger, who was waiting outside the door, was impatient. When he was about to go in and bite the calf, he suddenly heard the cow dealer sigh and say, Tonight, I'm not afraid of ghosts, tigers, only leaks! Hearing this, Xiaohu thought, this man is really strange. I am a tiger. He is not afraid, but he is afraid of something. What the hell is this leak? Is it awesome? Let's go back and ask mom. So he ran back to the cave, told what he had just seen and heard in detail, and then asked, what is it? Is it awesome? The mother tiger couldn't figure out what the leak she had never heard of was, so she told Xiaohu to wait in the cave and go out to see for herself.

When the tigress came to the ruined temple, she only heard snoring quietly, so she squatted down, put her tail in the hole, scratched her left and right, and tried to scratch the calf out so that she could eat it. At this time, the cattle dealer was just about to fall asleep leaning against the post, when suddenly his face was scratched by the tiger's tail and he woke up. Oh, no, the tiger is coming! When he calmed down, he took out the sharp knife at his waist and cut it off with great force. The tiger didn't expect this move, and suddenly his tail was bitten off, screaming in pain and desperately fleeing to the distance.

Panting, the mother tiger ran back to the cave and said to the tiger, that leak is really serious. Fortunately, I run fast and my tail is only bitten off by it. If I don't run fast, I'm afraid I will lose my life.

The content of the story from the beginning, development, end, after, really amazing. The turning point of the whole story is a bitter sigh inadvertently uttered by the cattle dealer: I am not afraid of ghosts or tigers tonight, only afraid of leakage!

Because of this leak, a fierce and cannibal tiger was scared so miserable. It's really amazing that some mistakes in language application can survive a catastrophe. This is the charm of Minnan language. Just because of a missing word, the whole article is full of surprises. It only accounts for a very small part of the whole story, but the whole story is interesting and bright because of it. It's really not simple! From this story, we can see that the use of Minnan dialect is ingenious, and there are essences everywhere, so we can make a fuss!

China Folk Tales 8

Once upon a time, there was a child named Kong Rong. There are six brothers in his family, and he ranks sixth. Everyone calls him Xiao Liuer because he is lively and easy-going and everyone likes him. Although there are many brothers in the family, mom and dad are very strict with each of them: study hard; Be polite to people; Speak kindly; No matter what, brothers should be humble to each other, don't just think about themselves; Others have difficulties to help. Kong Rong is young, but he remembers clearly what his parents said. He likes to do things, always rushing to sweep the floor and carry bowls, which is very likable.

When Kong Rong was four years old, one day, one of his father's students came to see the teacher and Jenny and brought a lot of pears. The guest asked Kong Rong to share the pears with everyone. After his father nodded in agreement, Kong Rong Jr. stood up and distributed pears to everyone. He first brought a new pear to the guest; Then choose two big ones for mom and dad; Then I gave the big ones to my brothers one by one; Finally, he took the smallest pear among a lot of pears for himself. The guest asked Kong Rong why he picked up the smallest one for himself. Kong Rong replied: I am the youngest, so of course I should eat the youngest. The guest listened to Kong Rong's answer and praised him. Dad also nodded with satisfaction.

Later, Dad's students wrote an article about Kong Rong's sharing pears and letting pears grow. So everyone passed it on, from ancient times to the present.

China Folk Tales 9

Prince Nezha's Triumph Against Dragon King

Once upon a time, there was a general named Li Jing. His wife gave birth to a baby and gave birth to a round meatball. Li Jing said: This must be a monster. Take out your sword and split it at the meat ball. It's strange. As soon as the meat ball cracked, a male doll jumped out of it. His chubby face was so cute.

Excavate was stunned and didn't know what to do. A fairy called him. The fairy said: congratulations, congratulations! I know you gave birth to a baby boy. This doll is great. Let me take him as my apprentice. Said, and took out a bracelet, a handkerchief, and gave it to Li Jing. This is my gift to my apprentice. This bracelet is called Gankun Circle, and this handkerchief is called Huntian Ling.

This doll is Nezha. When he was seven years old, the weather was extremely hot one day. He went to the sea to take a bath, and when he shook the mixed silk in the water, he set off a big wave, which shook the Crystal Palace of the Dragon King in the East China Sea. The Dragon King was so frightened that he sent a hag to see what was going on.

Hag emerged from the water and saw that it was a doll taking a bath. He raised his axe and cut it. Nezha can be clever, hurriedly put himself in a flash, take off the circle of Gankun and throw it at the hag. Don't look at this small circle, it's heavier than a mountain, and it hit the hag in the head and killed him at once.

Long Yu heard that the night was killed again. He was so angry that he kept blowing his beard. He told his son, the third prince, to take his troops and go and catch Nezha. What are his soldiers? They are a string of shrimp, fish, mussels and crabs.

The third prince rushed out of the water and said to Nezha, Did you kill my hag?

Nezha said. It's me, it's me. I was in the shower, and your hag didn't ask me anything, so he chopped me with an axe. I touched him with a dry ring and he died. How could he be so big that he couldn't afford to be beaten at all?

The third prince was unreasonable. He raised his gun and stabbed him. Nezha let him go several times, but the third prince just didn't let him go. Nezha nasty, just throw a mixed day twill, this mixed day twill immediately spit out clouds of flame, the third prince tightly wrapped, how also can't escape. I didn't take another hit of Gankun Circle, and killed the third prince, too, scaring those soldiers and crabs into the water.

When the third prince died, he showed his true colors. It turned out to be a little dragon. Nezha dragged him to the shore, thinking, Dad is short of a belt. Why don't I take out the dragon's tendons and rub a belt for Dad? He pulled out the dragon's dragon tendons one by one and took them home.

When the Dragon King heard that his son was killed by Nezha, he was sad and angry. He became a scholar and left the Crystal Palace to find Li Jing. The dragon king angrily said to excavate; Your good son killed my hag and fattened my third prince!

Li Jing said; You are mistaken. My son Nezha is only seven years old. Can he kill someone?

The Dragon King said, If you don't believe me, ask him.

Excavate found the front room and my back room, and found the garden, but Nezha was nowhere to be found. It turned out that Nezha was hiding in a small room, rubbing his dragon tendons. Li Juan finally found him: What are you doing in this small room?

Nawang said: Dad, I killed a little dragon today, pulled his tendons and was rubbing your belt.

Excavate this just know Nezha really ran a catastrophe. I had to take him to see the Dragon King. When Nezha saw the Dragon King, he said, Please don't be angry, uncle. I didn't mean to kill your third prince. He stabbed me with a gun, and I let him go several times, but he kept chasing me. I had no choice but to return my hand and accidentally killed him. You see, this is the dragon tendon drawn from him. Just give it back to you.

The dragon king was even sadder when he saw his son's dragon tendon. He said, Can my son let you kill him for nothing? I'm going to tell on you in the Heavenly Palace. With that, he went to heaven in a cloud.

China Folk Tales 10

Han Yu wrote to black dragon Ridge.

In the late Tang Dynasty, Han Yu was demoted, and he was in a bad mood. He happened to meet his nephew Han Xiangzi and Huashan monk Lv Dongbin, who persuaded Han Yu to go to Huashan to relieve his boredom. Han Yu has always been interested in the famous mountains in Sichuan, but because of the busy government affairs in the past, he had no spare time, so he couldn't travel. Today, after they mentioned it, it was just what he wanted. Service road: all right, but the road is rugged. How can we get there? Han Xiangzi said, Why is it so difficult? So two road flyovers took Han Yu's ladle to the top of the mountain, and then they left.

Standing on the top of the peak, Han Yu looked around, only to see Huashan mountain, lush, secluded path, strange birds singing, beautiful, like a fairyland outside the world. He strolled on the mountain and saw Zhenyue Palace, Yujinglou and Erbasutan. Looking at the west peak, he is magnificent, with lotus leaves covering the top, stones digging holes, temples built according to the mountain trend, and roads chiseled with boulders. The mountains are bright and bright, and the green grass and trees set off each other. The infinite wonders and beautiful scenery attracted Han Yu's poetry to be sent away, so he chanted: Jade lotus at the peak of Taihua, and ten lotus roots in bloom are like boats. Cold is sweeter than frost and snow, and an entrance is sinking. I'm not afraid of what I want, and there's no way to get along with it. Pick the solid on the long ladder of Ande, and plant the seven zegen.

After singing, he cheerfully climbed to the top of the Yangtian Pool and enjoyed the highest point of the accessible throne. He went to the worse gate and watched the plank road in the sky. With the feeling of reluctant to give up, he traveled all over Dongfeng and enjoyed Huayue Xianzhang, the first of the eight scenic spots in Guanzhong. When I got off Jinsuo Pass and came to Wuyunfeng, I thought: It's easier to go up the mountain than down it, so I took my steps and walked down. In an instant, I came to the top of black dragon Ridge. When I looked down, the sky was boundless, and black dragon Ridge looked like a single bridge in the clouds, with bottomless sides.

In the face of this scene, Han Yu was dumbfounded, weak and trembling, and dared not take a step. Huashan Mountain in the Tang Dynasty was not as dangerous as it is now, because it carved stones as steps and set fences to protect roads. In the Tang Dynasty, only a few stone caves were roughly chiseled on the back of black dragon Ridge. Visitors here can only climb up and down with their hands and feet. How can such a dangerous situation not make Han Yu, a scholar, tremble with fear? But you can't go down the mountain. Huashan at that time was not comparable to today. It was deserted and deserted, infested with insects and beasts, and it was not a place to stay for a long time.

Han Yu got up the courage to go down, but he couldn't walk a few steps and then came back. His feet slipped from time to time. It was really a step back and a step back. The nervous cold sweat was DC and he was shaking all over. In order to lighten his luggage, he threw all his books down the hill, but he still couldn't move a step forward. After being trapped for a long time, he couldn't help crying and lamenting: Did I Han Yu die here?

But after all, Han Yu is a wise man, and his strong desire to love life made him use his quick wits, so he took out his pen and ink inkstone and quickly wrote a letter for help and threw it down the mountain. Soon, Huashan herbalists reported this letter to Huayin County Magistrate, who sent someone to rescue Han Yu from the mountain. Later, Zhao Wenbei, a 100-year-old man from Shanxi, swam to the book office of Han Tuizhi and felt the anecdote of Han Yu, so he laughed. Later generations inscribed beside it the cry of black dragon Ling Han's retreat, and the lyricist Zhao Wenbei laughed at Han at the age of 100.

After Bo Li climbed the mountain in the Qing Dynasty, he showed another kind of mentality in the face of this cry and smile in history, and made a poem: The danger of China is the ridge. Han Lao cries, Zhao Lao laughs, and a bitter smile spreads two wonders. Bo Li didn't laugh or cry, but he roared on the independent ridge. This anecdote left by Han Yu in black dragon Ridge has added a lot of interest and reverie to us. The dangerous beauty and magical charm of black dragon Ridge will deeply attract the hearts of the world.