Legend has it that Buddha Sakyamuni left his palace to practice because he endured the suffering of all beings before becoming a Buddha, but after years of hard work, Sakyamuni still got nothing. One day, he wanted to take a bath in the river to clear his head, but after the bath, he was too weak to climb back to the shore.
At this moment, a shepherdess passed by and pulled him ashore. Her name is Sueda, which means health. Su Yeda gave him a bowl of porridge cooked with rice and chestnuts. After the meal, the Buddha was full of energy and woke up under the bodhi tree. This day happens to be the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Since then, Buddhist disciples have called Laba "Buddhist Enlightenment Festival", and porridge is also regarded as a good medicine for Laba. Every year on Laba Festival, the temple will offer porridge to the Buddha and distribute it to the world. Affected by this, the folk in our country gradually formed the custom of eating porridge on Laba Festival.
Legend 2 of Laba Festival: "Repentance"
Once upon a time, there was a farmer and an old couple were guarding a son. The old man is a hard-working man, who spends all day in the fields, goes out early and returns late, intensively cultivates several acres of farmland every year. My wife is a thrifty person. She built a melon shed in the yard to cover the sky and spread the vegetables on the ground for three meals a day. Although her family is not rich, she has food and clothing all year round. The old couple are not only hardworking and thrifty, but also kind-hearted. When they meet someone, they often bring some rice to help others to tide over the difficulties.
Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. In a blink of an eye, their son was seventeen or eighteen. Although big and small, they are not as lazy as his parents. This is also from eating to opening your mouth to coquetry. When I grow up, I still eat and sleep, wander around and do nothing. ?
One day, the old man touched his gray beard and felt old. He said to his son, "parents can only raise you young, not old." You have to sweat to eat. You should learn to grow crops in the future. " My son snorted. He went in one ear and out the other. He was still wandering around, eating and sleeping.
Soon, the old couple married their son's wife. I want my son to be a family, and this young couple should know how to work and live. I just know that this daughter-in-law is as lazy as her son, she doesn't take grass, she doesn't sleep, she stays at sunrise and at sunset, she doesn't move her needle and thread, she doesn't go into the kitchen, and she doesn't help her.
One day, the old man with white hair knew that the soil had been buried in his neck, so he told his daughter-in-law: "Industry is a cash cow, and thrift is a cornucopia. To live a good life, thrift is a treasure. " The daughter-in-law turned a deaf ear to these words and didn't take a word to heart.
A few years later, the old couple was seriously ill and bedridden. They called the young couple to the bed and told them again and again, "If you want to live a rich life, the rooster has to crow three times to get up. Men should work hard, women should knit more ... "The old couple died together before the words were finished.
The young couple asked the villagers to bury two old people, look at the rice in the grain tank and the clothes in the cotton box in the cupboard. The humanitarian said, "Don't worry about eating and drinking, why go down to the mountain to bask in the sun?" The woman said, "There are light clothes in summer and cotton in winter. Why should we spin to the sun?" Echoing each other from afar, a young couple has long forgotten the wills of the two old people.
Year after year passed, and several acres of land became grassland gardens. There are fewer and fewer daily necessities, clothes, shoes and socks at home. The young couple are in no hurry. As long as someone stutters, they are lazy. It's bloom again. Autumn has come and winter has come. There is no food in the field, and there is no food and clothing at home. The young couple were speechless, and the neighbors looked at the face of the dead old man. The host gave him a bun and Lucy sent a bowl of soup. The young couple are still thinking, "Begging can also kill time."
In the twelfth month, the weather is getting colder and colder. On the eighth day, it was freezing and dripping into ice. As the saying goes: "Pull up Bala and freeze to death' beggar'." The young couple had no fire in their mouths, no clothes on their bodies and no food in their bellies, and curled up on the cool kang mat to "sift the chaff". But four eyes are still searching in the room. I suddenly found some Mi Dou in the seam of the kang, so I buckled it out by hand. I also found rice grains in the cracks, all of which were dug out. This is a lifesaver. They grabbed a handful and put it in the pot. Put the grass spread on the kang into the stove, and cooked a pot of miscellaneous porridge like this. There are millet, corn, soybeans, adzuki beans, sorghum, dried vegetable leaves ... anything that can satisfy the hunger is put in. After cooking, everyone ate a bowl and ate sadly. At this time, the two remembered the teachings of the two old people and regretted not listening early. It's too late now.
Just as the young couple were sad, a strong wind blew over. Because the house is in disrepair, it is in tatters. As soon as the wind blew, the house collapsed and the young couple were pinned down. When the neighbors came to dig, they were all dead, and there was half a bowl of miscellaneous bean porridge next to them. Since then, on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, every household has cooked a pot of mixed rice porridge for children to eat, and told the children the story of mixed rice porridge to educate them. In this way, one spread ten, ten spread a hundred, and the farther it spread; Fathers pass on children, and children pass on grandchildren. Has been passed down to modern times. Formed the custom of eating "miscellaneous rice porridge" on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. Because this kind of porridge is eaten on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, it is called "Laba porridge".
Legend of Laba Festival III: Construction of Qin Changcheng
Qin Shihuang built the Great Wall, and all migrant workers were ordered to come. They can't go home for many years, and they rely on their families to send them food. Some migrant workers whose homes are separated by water in Qian Shan are unable to deliver meals, resulting in many migrant workers starving to death at the site of the Great Wall. One year, on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, migrant workers who had no food jointly accumulated a few handfuls of coarse grains, put them in a pot and cooked them into porridge. Everyone drank a bowl and finally starved to death under the Great Wall. In order to mourn the migrant workers who starved to death at the Great Wall site, people eat Laba porridge every year on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month as a memorial. www.365J.com
Legend 4 of Laba Festival: "Buddhism"
Although Laba Festival is not as hot as Spring Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, there are many folk legends about Laba Festival. What do you know about Laba Festival? Let's take a look at one of the legends of Laba Festival: "Buddhism".
According to this legend, Laba Festival is a Buddhist festival. It is said that Buddha Zu, the founder of Buddhism, was originally the son of Sudoku, King Kapilau of northern India, and Sakyamuni was kind-hearted.
When people around him slowly realized the pain of the disease, they watched their relatives leave him one by one. All beings are tortured by birth, illness and death, and the brahmin's theocracy is quite cruel. In grief and indignation, Sakyamuni gave up the throne and became a monk.
However, becoming a monk is not an easy task. When Sakyamuni began to practice, he didn't get anything. In the face of psychological and physical torture, he persisted.
Later, Sakyamuni ascetic for six years, and finally became a Buddha under the Bodhi tree on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. In the past six years, I have only eaten one hemp and one meter a day. Later, in order to commemorate him, Buddhists designated the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month as the "Buddha Light Festival". Later generations did not forget his sufferings before becoming a Buddha, and they ate porridge every year on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month as a memorial.
So there was this legend, "Buddha's Day" was handed down by later generations and became today's "Laba Festival".
Legend 5 of Laba Festival: Educate children and think about regrets.
In the Western Jin Dynasty, there was a lazy young man who was always idle, but his new wife tried to persuade him many times and failed. However, on the eighth day of December at the end of the year, the family stopped cooking and the young man was hungry. He searched the rice jars, flour bags, pots and pans at home, washed the leftover powder and edible leftovers into the pot and cooked a bowl of mushy porridge to drink. From then on, he thought hard and regretted it. The local people take this opportunity to educate their children to cook porridge every Laba, which not only means that they will not forget the virtues of their ancestors' diligence and thrift on Laba, but also hopes that the gods will bring a good year of plenty of food and clothing.
The Sixth Legend of Laba Festival: Memories of Yue Fei, a loyal minister
Laba Festival originated from people's memory of Yue Fei, a loyal minister. At that time, Yue Fei led troops to resist gold in Zhuxian town, which was in the severe winter of September. Yue Jiajun had no food and clothing, was hungry and cold, and the people sent porridge one after another. Yue Jiajun had a hearty meal of "thousand porridge" sent by the people, and the result was a great victory. It was the eighth day of December. After Yue Fei's death, in order to commemorate him, people cooked porridge with miscellaneous grains and beans on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, which finally became a custom.
Legend 7 of Laba Festival: Zhu Yuanzhang's death theory
Laba Festival originated in the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty. It is said that Zhu Yuanzhang was hungry and cold when he was in trouble and suffering in prison. Zhu Yuanzhang actually dug up seven or eight kinds of coarse grains such as red beans, rice and red dates from the mouse hole in the prison. Zhu Yuanzhang cooked these things into porridge. Because it was the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Zhu Yuanzhang called this pot of miscellaneous grains porridge Laba porridge. I enjoyed a delicious meal. Later, Zhu Yuanzhang pacified the world and became the emperor facing south. In order to commemorate that special day in prison, he designated it as Laba Festival and officially named the miscellaneous grains porridge he ate that day Laba porridge.