Orange Tree
Shaanxi native Liu Gong is a county magistrate in Xinghua County .
On a day, County Magistrate Liu finished his business and drank tea under the crabapple tree in the yard. A person in charge led an Taoist priest and said, "Sir, this Taoist priest, you are drinking tea in the yard and want to ask for a few cups of tea."
County magistrate asked the servant to make another pot of tea and invite the Taoist priest to drink. The Taoist priest said he had just finished drinking it. Take a sapling from a Zen bag and plant it in a small flower pot the size of a tea bowl. The saplings only have one slash. The Taoist said, "I don't have any good things to give to adults, so I will give this little orange tree."
The county magistrate looked at the little orange saplings and disagreed. At this time, a girl of six or seven years old happily came to the tea table and said, "Dad, is the birthday clothes made by mom good looking for me?"
County magistrate looked at the child's new clothes and said repeatedly: It looks good, good looking, good looking!
Taoist knew that today was the child's birthday. He took the orange tree on the table and said, "This pot of small trees is not enough for adults to enjoy, so I will give it to the girl."
The girl looked at this pot of small orange tree and liked it very much, so she took it to her. The Taoist priest told the child: This orange sapling should be watered every seven days and should be kept in the sun for an hour every day at noon. The girl nodded after hearing this and sent the orange tree into her boudoir. She followed the Taoist's instructions and put the orange tree in the sun for an hour every day at noon, watered it once every seven days, and took care of it carefully in the morning and evening, for fear that the small orange tree would be damaged.
The small orange tree has gradually grown up and transplanted into a larger flower pot. When the orange tree grows thicker, the girl transplants it into a large flower pot, basks in the sun for an hour every day, and waters it once every seven days. In the spring of this year, the orange trees bloomed and bear fruit, and Liu Gong's term of office was over. The family packed their luggage and prepared to return to their hometown in Shaanxi. Because the orange tree is one person tall, it is really inconvenient to carry it, so I discussed not to do so. The little girl hugged the orange tree and started crying. The family coaxed her and said: We are just leaving here temporarily and will be back soon. The girl believed these words and stopped crying. She was worried that their family would leave, and she was afraid that the orange tree would be cut down by others, so she insisted on seeing her family transplant it to a hidden place in the backyard, so she followed her parents with confidence.
A girl returned to Shaanxi and has been reading carefully. She often dreamed of reading, writing, and drawing under the orange tree. The girl grew up and became the most educated and virtuous woman in her hometown, marrying a young student named Zhuang. The next year, the young man went to Beijing to take the exam and passed the Jinshi exam. He was appointed as the magistrate of the magistrate of Xinghua . The woman returned to Xinghua with her husband and moved into the original yard. She had been worried that the orange trees that were cut down by others would still grow vigorously in the backyard, with yellow and orange oranges on the branches. The nursing home worker told the woman: Since Mr. Liu left, the orange tree has grown very lushly but never bears fruit. This is the first time this year that the trees are full of fruits.
The woman was very surprised. Her husband was in office for several years and the orange tree was full of fruits every year.
Later, a woman gave birth to a boy and always liked to take him to play under the orange tree. When the child grew up, he taught him to read and recite poems under the orange tree.
In the fourth year, the orange tree suddenly became haggard and not as lush as before. The woman said to her husband, "I'm afraid my term in Xinghua is not long."
The couple were worried. A Taoist came to her family and asked for a few cups of tea. She asked, "Madam, what's the matter? You can tell me about it." The woman told the Taoist family affairs to her. After hearing this, the Taoist said he wanted to go to the backyard to see the orange tree. The lady took him to the backyard. The Taoist touched the trunk, then picked off the yellow leaves of the tree and said, "I asked someone to carry a load of water."
The servant carried a load of well water and brought a spoon of water. The Taoist stretched out his index finger and wrote and painted on the water. Take the water spoon and water the orange tree roots one by one. After a load of water was watered, the scorched leaves on the orange tree fell one by one, and another bud and new leaves were growing on the branches.
The woman thought the Taoist priest was a god. When she looked carefully, she suddenly remembered the Taoist who gave her orange saplings when she was six or seven years old. She said "Ah-": "Master, you, you were the god of the orange tree that I gave to you back then, right?"
The Taoist stroking her beard and laughed: "The orange tree was originally given to Lord Lingzun. If you don't like it very much, you will give it to you. Orange tree is auspicious tree. You not only like it, but also carefully cultivate it. Protect the orange tree and bring good luck to you and the whole family."
Lady said, "I just like orange trees and don't have any extravagance?"
Taoist said, "Everything that life in the world is inspired. The same is true for flowers, plants and trees. If you care for it, it will repay you."
Sure enough, when the term of office of Zhuang County Magistrate expired, he was not only not removed from his official position, but also promoted to a state official. On the day he left his new job, the orange flowers in the yard were in full bloom, and the fragrance was everywhere, and people on the street could smell the fragrance.
Big Geese
Geese ming Lake, clear water and blue sky.
In spring, geese flew from the south to the north and lived in Yanming Lake; in autumn, geese flew from the north to the south and also stayed in Yanming Lake. Yanming Lake has become a habitat for geese from south to north to rest.
There is a person who specializes in hunting birds in Yanming Lake, named Zheng San. He has a weird personality, is not in harmony with others, and is not in harmony with his wife, and often bullies his wife on excuses. The wife was very sad and took the child back to her parents' home. Zheng San hunts geese in spring and autumn , and hunts all kinds of birds on daily basis. Half sold for wine, and half cooked for wine. He looks listless and unconscious every day.
In the spring of the year, Zheng San knocked down a wild goose in Yanming Lake. It was a female goose, and he took it home. Unexpectedly, a male geese flew to his house, flying around his hut, crying and crying. It was not until dark that it flew away reluctantly.
The next morning, Zheng San took the bow and arrow to Yanming Lake to hunt birds. I saw the male goose flying over, flying around him three times, and landing at his feet. Zheng San wanted to catch the male geese too. As soon as he reached out, the geese retreated a few steps, stretched his neck in front of Zheng San, leaned forward and backward, and spit out a ingot of gold from his mouth. Zheng San suddenly realized, understood the intention of this Xiong Yanzi, and said to it, "Are you going to redeem your wife with gold?" Xiong Yan seemed to understand his words and nodded. Zheng San then returned to the house and took out the female goose from the cage. The two geese met, had a happy neck, and were filled with joy, and spread their wings. They flew away with joy and shouting.
Zheng San took out a scale and weighed it, and the gold spit out by Yanzi was 2 taels and 6 cents. He happily went to make wine and buy vegetables, came back to cook vegetables, fried shrimps, cook fish, and sat down to drink. When I remembered the incident of the male geese sending gold to redeem the female geese, I suddenly realized: birds and birds are still affectionate and righteous, and depend on each other for life and death, and redeem their wives with their lives, but I am a dignified man. What is it about bullying my wife and children? After learning from the pain, Zheng San decided to change his past and become a new person.
Zheng San no longer hunts birds, plant lotus in the lake and willows on the shore. He also opened land and planted land and planted vegetables, and lived a peaceful pastoral life. His temperament has become much gentler, and he has really changed his appearance when he lives in harmony with his neighbors.
One day, Zheng San was patrolling the lake and advised those who hunt birds and geese not to hurt these elves. At this time, a woman walked across from her, holding a boy of five or six years old. The child shouted from afar: Dad!
Zheng San was confused, and the woman walked up to him: "What, can't you recognize your son?" Zheng San looked carefully and said that he was his wife who had been away from home for several years. My wife told him: A few days ago, I was washing clothes by the river. A young couple in white clothes told her that there is someone in Yanming Lake who misses you and your son very much. He is looking forward to your mother and son going back. I think this person must be you, right? "
Zheng San was overjoyed and hurriedly picked up his son, kissed him again and again, held the woman's hand and returned home.
In spring, the geese flew and flew away again; in autumn, the geese flew and flew away again. They shouted happily, lined up the word "people" in the blue sky, flying further and further, blending into the clouds... (Author Ma Baoshan)
