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The first article: the story of osmanthus fragrans

Legend has it that a long time ago, there was a plague in Xianning, which killed almost one third of the people. People use all kinds of conveniences to no avail. At the foot of the mountain, there is a brave, loyal and filial young man named WU GANG, whose mother can't get up. The young man goes up the mountain every day to collect medicine to save his mother. One day, Guanyin returned from her eastward tour and was rushing back to the west to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. When he passed by, he saw the young man collecting herbs on the cliff. He was deeply moved. In the evening, I had a dream for him, saying that there is a kind of osmanthus in the moon palace, also called osmanthus. It has a golden flower, which can be used to soak in water to cure this plague. There is a ladder hanging on the mountain until August 15th.

Tonight is August 12, and the Mid-Autumn Festival will be celebrated in three days. But to get to the top of the hanging list, you have to cross seven deep streams and climb seven cliffs. It takes at least seven days and seven nights, but time waits for no one. After August 15 this year, I missed the annual flowering period of osmanthus fragrans, and I have to wait another year.

To make a long story short, this WU GANG went through a lot of hardships and finally reached the top of the list on the evening of August 15, catching up with the ladder leading to the Moon Palace. August is the season of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, and there are clouds floating outside. WU GANG followed the scent to the osmanthus tree, looked at the golden osmanthus, and was very unhappy to see that there was such a thing in the world. He picked and picked desperately, always trying to pick more to save his mother and villagers, but.

He shook the osmanthus tree, making the osmanthus breath fall in succession and fall into the river at the foot of the hanging list. Suddenly, the river was fragrant and dyed golden yellow. People drank the river and all diseases were cured. So people said, this is the river, which is obviously the life-saving water of a river that is more expensive than gold, so people named it Jinshui, and later added three points of water next to the gold word and named it ".

That night was the fairy party in the Heavenly Palace on August 15th. At the meeting, they plan to enjoy the moon and eat moon cakes. At this time, the fragrance of osmanthus rose into the sky, which alarmed the immortals. So they sent someone to investigate.

When the police officer arrived at the Moon Palace, he saw that the osmanthus tree in the sacred tree of the Moon Palace and the precious osmanthus tree in Dinggong Palace were all gone, and they all fell into the "dry river" of the world, so he reported it to the Jade Emperor. The Jade Emperor was furious. You know, the Jade Emperor likes to eat moon cakes made of osmanthus. There are no osmanthus trees this year, so he can't eat moon cakes.

So he sent a mountain soldier to catch WU GANG. After WU GANG caught it, he told the Jade Emperor what happened tonight in detail, and the Jade Emperor was speechless after hearing it. I admire this young man from the bottom of my heart, but WU GANG must compete and break the rules of heaven. If he is not punished, he cannot establish the power of the Jade Emperor.

Asked what WU GANG wanted, WU GANG said that he wanted to take osmanthus trees around the world to help the poor. So the Jade Emperor thought of an idea to punish WU GANG and grant WU GANG's request. He said that as long as you cut down the osmanthus tree, you can take it away.

So WU GANG found a big axe to cut down and wanted to cut down the tree quickly. Who knows, the Jade Emperor cast a spell and cut it for a long time, so WU GANG cut it for thousands of years.

When WU GANG saw that the tree couldn't be cut down, he was homesick for his mother, so he left a sweet-scented osmanthus on Guabang Mountain every Mid-Autumn Festival night to express his homesickness. Year after year, the Guabang Mountain is full of osmanthus, and the villagers use it to make tea, so there will be no more disasters in Xianning.

In addition, there is a girl named Chang 'e in the same village in Wugang. She and WU GANG are childhood friends, congenial. Since WU GANG went to the Moon Palace, she has been taking care of WU GANG's mother until the old man died.

WU GANG and Chang 'e live in different places, and their love for each other is growing day by day. WU GANG won't come back until he cuts down the osmanthus tree, and Chang 'e won't be able to meet Wu Lang. Finally, one day, the Queen Mother took her seven daughters to take a bath in Mingshui Spring at the foot of Guabang Mountain. When Chang 'e saw it, she secretly took the elixir of the Seven Fairies, took it home to eat, and took her own jade to see WU GANG in heaven.

Besides, the seven fairies can't go back to heaven without the elixir. Three days later, when my sisters came to take a bath, she could go to heaven. You know, one day in the sky, one year on the earth, in these three years, the seven fairies met Yong Dong, so there was this well-known touching story.

Chapter two: The story of osmanthus fragrans.

Legend has it that in ancient times, at the foot of Liangying Mountain, there lived a widow who sold mountain wine. She is generous and kind, and her wine is mellow and delicious. People respected her and called her Brewmaster. One winter, it was freezing. Early in the morning, Miss Xianjiu just opened the door and suddenly saw a scrawny man lying outside, obviously a beggar. Mrs. Brewmaster touched the man's nose and mouth, and there was still some breath, so she took him home, filled him with hot soup first, and fed him half a glass of wine. The man woke up slowly and said excitedly, "madam, thank you for saving his life." I am a paralyzed person. If I go out, I won't freeze to death, but I will starve to death. Please be kind and take me in for a few more days. " Sister-in-law xianjiu, I'm sorry. As the saying goes, "there are not many widows." If a man like this lives at home, others will gossip. But think again, you can't watch him freeze to death and starve to death! Finally agreed to let him stay for a while. As expected, the gossip about Miss Guan Yuxian's wine soon spread, everyone alienated her, and fewer and fewer people came to the hotel to buy wine. But miss Xianjiu endured the pain and took care of the man wholeheartedly. Later people didn't come to buy wine, and she couldn't keep it up. The man left without saying goodbye. Mrs. Xianjiu was uneasy, looking around, and met a white-haired old man on the hillside, carrying a load of dry wood and walking hard. Mrs. Xianjiu was trying to help when the old man suddenly fell down and the dry wood was scattered all over the floor. The old man kept his mouth shut for two days, his lips trembled, and he faintly shouted, "Water, water, ..." What about the water on the barren hills and slopes? Fairy wine lady bit her middle finger, and suddenly, blood flowed. She put her finger on the old man's mouth and he suddenly disappeared. A breeze blew, and a yellow cloth bag was flying in the sky. There were many small yellow paper bags in it, and there was a yellow note that said, "The Moon Palace gave laurel seeds as a reward for good people." Gao Fu Gui Shu Bi, life is full of flowers and trees. Pick flowers to brew osmanthus wine, and send it to mom and dad first. WU GANG is helpful, but treacherous. Mrs. Xianjiu realized that this paralytic and the old man carrying firewood were all changed by Wu Gang. As soon as the news spread, people from far and near came to see Suo Guizi. Well-intentioned people planted cinnamon seeds, and soon they grew osmanthus trees, which were full of sweetness and infinite brilliance. People with ulterior motives, the cassia seeds planted just don't take root and sprout. He feels embarrassed and washes his heart for goodness. Everyone is very grateful to miss fairy wine. It was her kindness that moved WU GANG Daxian, who managed osmanthus trees in the Moon Palace, and brought osmanthus wine to the world. Since then, osmanthus and osmanthus wine have emerged in the world.

Chapter three: The story of osmanthus fragrans.

In the 3rd century BC, during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there were records of osmanthus fragrans. "Shan Hai Jing" and "Nan Shan Jing" both mentioned: "There are many osmanthus flowers in the mountains." Shan Hai Jing. "Xishan Jing" mentioned: "There are many osmanthus trees in the high mountains." Chu Quyuan's "Nine Songs" contains: "Help Beidou to drink osmanthus pulp, and Xinyi is a laurel flag." (Note: "Cinnamon pulp" may be a wine brewed by adding osmanthus; "Guiqi" is a flag made of branches of osmanthus trees, which is used to decorate vehicles made of magnolia wood. It can be seen that the edible and ornamental value of osmanthus fragrans was mentioned in the early Chu literature. In addition, osmanthus also symbolizes friendship and auspiciousness. It is said that during the Warring States period, Yan and North Korea gave each other osmanthus flowers to show friendship and friendship. Young men and women often give osmanthus flowers to express their affection in ethnic minority areas where osmanthus flowers are abundant. Lu Chunqiu praised: "The beauty of things is the glory of showing off." It means that the most beautiful osmanthus tree in the world is swaying on the mountain. It shows that Osmanthus fragrans has become the embodiment of beauty in the eyes of the ancients.

From Han Dynasty to Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, osmanthus became a valuable flower and tribute. The Miscellanies of Xijing written by Liu Xin in the Western Han Dynasty records: "When Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty first built the forest garden, the ministers presented more than 2,000 kinds of exotic flowers and trees, including ten osmanthus trees." In the sixth year of Ding Yuan in the Han Dynasty (1 1 1), after Emperor Wu broke South Vietnam, Lifu Palace was built in Shanglinyuan, and exotic flowers and trees were widely planted, including 100 osmanthus plants. At this time, most plants were planted, such as bananas, autumn fruits, honey incense, henna, longan, litchi, betel nut, olive, chitose, citrus and so on. , died, but osmanthus fortunately survived. Sima Xiangru also recorded Mulan in Guiling in Shanglin Fu. It can be seen that the introduction of osmanthus into the palace was successful in the early Han Dynasty and had a certain scale.

August of the lunar calendar, called Gui Yue in ancient times, is the best month to enjoy the moon. Since ancient times, osmanthus fragrans and the bright moon in Mid-Autumn Festival have been linked with the cultural life of our people. Many scholars write poems and lyrics to describe, praise and even deify osmanthus. A series of moon palace myths, such as "the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon" and "Wugang's felling of laurel", have become popular stories throughout the ages. The metaphor of his successful career is "climbing high and looking far", which is the goal that ordinary literati yearn for. According to the relevant classics from Qin and Han Dynasties to Tang and Song Dynasties, the main contents of these fairy tales are introduced as follows:

The legend of "the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon" originated from "returning to Tibet". This is an ancient book about the early years of the Warring States Period. There is a sentence in the book: "In the past, Chang 'e took the fairy medicine of the Western Queen Mother, so she went to the moon to be refined. "Later, Liu An of the Western Han Dynasty wrote classics such as Huai Nan Zi (2nd century BC), and the content was more detailed, mainly adding a passage about Chang 'e changing into a toad, which may be regarded as a punishment for Chang 'e's" Wugang cutting Guangxi ". This legend is quoted from Youyang Miscellanies (860) in the style of Tang Dynasty: "As the old saying goes, there is a laurel tree in the month and a toad in the month. So in different books, it is said that the laurel is 500 feet high. One person often chains it, and the tree created it. Wu Minggang, a native of Xihe, studied under the immortal and ordered to cut down trees. "Cinnamon's' trees are built with trees', that is, the wounds of cutting trees heal quickly, which means that the moon is ups and downs, which means that the moon is immortal. So in this legend, the moon and cinnamon are two in one, and cinnamon can symbolize immortality like the moon.

The moon won the laurel. A conversation started with the History of Jin Dynasty. The book said: "Countermeasures first, Emperor Wu asked: I am the best in the world today, and I am still a branch of Guilin." Generally speaking, the love of ancient literati for sweet-scented osmanthus almost reached the level of infatuation and dreaminess. Zhong Shu, a monk who sang with Su Shi on the same stage in the Song Dynasty, praised osmanthus: "A flower has three colors, tender red, demon white and delicate yellow. ..... Many talented people struggle to climb up and down. Chang 'e said: "There are three kinds of scents, the first one is red (osmanthus fragrans), the second one is yellow (osmanthus fragrans), and the first one is Bai Tan Hua Lang (osmanthus fragrans). "It means climbing laurels, and it is a metaphor for the imperial examinations and the first, second and third places.

Influenced by the above myths and stories, it is also common for literati and dignitaries to introduce osmanthus into official residences and gardens. In the Tang Dynasty, Liu Zong moved more than a dozen osmanthus plants from Hengyang, Hunan Province, and planted them in the quiet house where Lingling lived. During his twenty years as prime minister, Gu De collected a large number of osmanthus trees and introduced them to his villa on the outskirts of Luoyang. Bai Juyi was once the secretariat of Hangzhou and Suzhou, and once brought Guizi from Tianzhu Temple in Hangzhou to Suzhou for planting. Not only did he plant cinnamon himself, but he also wanted to plant cinnamon in the moon palace one day. There is a poem about the sun: "I know from a distance that osmanthus is lonely in the sky, but I doubt whether Chang 'e is more indispensable;" "The Moon Palace is fortunate to have idle fields. Why not plant two plants in the middle?"

Since Wei and Jin Dynasties, literati's poems have become popular, with many famous sentences. It highlights the famous products and exotic fragrance of osmanthus, and also expresses feelings through flowers. Monopoly Sanqiu over other countries, and boast of orange green and orange yellow. From the Mid-Autumn Festival next month, the fruit will float into the sky and smell sweet. "By the song dynasty poet Lv Sheng. He called osmanthus fragrans the main flower and plant in Sanqiu, which has an extraordinary origin (planted in the middle of the month) and an unusual fragrance (sweet smell).

"Graceful under the rock, fragrant at the end of the year. The leaves are dense green and the flowers are yellow. " Zhu (1130-1200), a master of Neo-Confucianism in the Song Dynasty, wrote a well-known poem about Guangxi. Language is naturally simple. In just 20 words, the ecological habits (born on the rock ridge), phenology (Mid-Autumn Festival), tall and straight trunk, lush foliage and flowers of osmanthus fragrans are vividly described.

"When the full moon is full, the flowers are spent, and the flowers are lost after the month. You must know that everything in the world is the same clear autumn. " This was written by Zhu, a poet in the Song Dynasty. She uses euphemistic and delicate brushstrokes to express beautiful objective things and personal inner world. On the day of the full moon in August and 15th of the lunar calendar, osmanthus flowers are in full bloom. A full moon is a good person, which is a true portrayal of family reunion and happy life. It's the other side of the vicissitudes of life.

Osmanthus fragrans is not only famous and exotic, but also respected by celebrities in past dynasties. For example, Li Gang, a patriotic celebrity in the Southern Song Dynasty, loves sweet-scented osmanthus. He refused to pay his gold ambition and retired to Fuzhou in his later years. His study was named Guizhai to plant osmanthus. In two poems entitled "Picking Mulberry", there is such a sentence: "Fragrance is not spring, fragrance is autumn wind, and fragrance is stronger than residual flowers. Stepping on the golden jade, blowing the dragon, blowing the dragon, just like Yao and Taiwan meet under the moon. " "Ten thousand makeup Jin Ruizhi, thyme, thyme, introduce IELTS to you. A jade pot cannot store water, but a flower cannot grow old. Wipe a few bright windows, wipe a few bright windows and remove the remaining English yellow. "

Later, when Lin Zexu, a national hero in the late Qing Dynasty, rebuilt the Li Gang Temple near the Lotus Pavilion in Fuzhou West Lake, he built a reading room next to the temple, also named Guizhai, to show his patriotic legacy.

Osmanthus fragrans is a representative variety of Osmanthus fragrans. Folk cultivation began in the Song Dynasty and flourished in the early Ming Dynasty. There are 32 species in the world, and there are 27 species in China, which is the distribution center of Oleaceae in the world. Osmanthus fragrans not only has high garden ecological value, but also can be used to develop food (Osmanthus Jelly, osmanthus sweet glutinous rice balls, moon cakes, osmanthus tea, drinks, osmanthus wine, etc.). ). In chemical industry (refining nature, osmanthus essence, perfume, soap, sachet); Medicinal materials (osmanthus fragrans, roots, cassia seeds and leaves, all of which can be used as precious Chinese medicines); Returning farmland to forest (some new osmanthus varieties with fast growth and strong resistance are industrialized to make them cheap and good) has great development value (especially the varieties of Osmanthus fragrans variety group are still blank in the garden).

The ancient osmanthus symbolizes victory, loftiness, friendship and good luck. In ancient times, those who succeeded in official career were called laurels. In the long historical development process, Osmanthus fragrans has formed profound cultural connotations and distinctive national characteristics. By excavating the rich osmanthus culture, we inherit the ancient folk custom of inviting the moon to enjoy osmanthus and combine it with tourism festivals. Highlight the uniqueness of Guangxi culture and create an elegant, warm, happy and peaceful holiday atmosphere. At the same time, relevant cities hold osmanthus festival every year, which promotes the development of tourism and the pace of spiritual and material civilization.

Chapter four: The story of osmanthus fragrans.

When my father was alive, the yard where we lived faced the pond. This is an old-fashioned quadrangle. In the middle, my father planted a osmanthus tree, a pomegranate tree and a grape tree. Because my father especially likes planting flowers and grass, and he is very knowledgeable and knows a lot. I was influenced by my father since childhood, and I like flowers and literature. Every summer, our sisters sleep under the grape tree, surround our father, and listen to his stories, such as "The Weaver Cowherd" and "The Seven Fairies Descent", all of which are fairy tales. Every year in bloom, my father would tell us the story of Chang 'e and WU GANG on the moon. I will never get tired of hearing it!

At that time, I heard my father tell a legend about osmanthus trees in order to remember something;

A long time ago, there was a man named Xianglang on Guilin Island. He likes osmanthus very much. It took him 18 years to cultivate a osmanthus tree, but he didn't know that the osmanthus tree was changed by a osmanthus fairy, let alone that the osmanthus fairy fell in love with him. On the Mid-Autumn Festival night this year, the fairy went to see the elephant lang with osmanthus wine. The tortoise king and his wife know about it. They took the osmanthus wine and the fairy and forced her to make osmanthus wine. Elephant Lang went through all kinds of hardships to rescue the fairy, but on his way back, he was killed by a flying sword in Lijiang River. Guihua fairy fights turtles and snakes to avenge the elephant lang. She spilled osmanthus wine on the Lijiang River. From then on, it is surrounded by mountains and waters, with lush trees, sweet-scented osmanthus trees and patches of sweet-scented osmanthus. It is said that it is the origin of the name of Guilin, Guangxi, where "water is a green belt and mountains are like jade hairpin". . I like this fairy tale very much. Although my father has been away from us for more than ten years, every time I look at the season when osmanthus blossoms, I will think of his old man.

Chapter five: The story of osmanthus fragrans.

These days, in my unit, I suddenly found out. Between the student teaching building and the teacher dormitory, three osmanthus trees appeared not far away. Specifically, three osmanthus trees suddenly appeared in front of everyone. This is because the school wants to create a qualified school in the province, and other miscellaneous trees have been uprooted, but the osmanthus tree with soaring prices has been fortunately left behind. Now the three trees are completely exposed to the sun, naturally and unnaturally spreading the branches and leaves that have been hidden for a long time, and they are all trying to speed up their growth.

In fact, when I was a student, they firmly took root here, but I don't know whether they grew slowly or were too young at that time, which never caught my attention. In short, in my memory, they seem to have been buried among other green leaves and not found.

Because of the unique conditions, as soon as I opened the door, the crowns of these three osmanthus trees fell into my parallel eyes. Although these three trees are all osmanthus trees, they are different in shape.

The tree on the right has no crown and no lateral branches. At the ends of several long, smooth, downward-curved trunks, dark green clouds suddenly appeared and swelled there. This naturally makes me sigh, how powerful the tree that was crowded on its head in those days was. It used to enjoy its care under that tree. It didn't have to endure the wind and rain, but took root and sprouted in peace and thrived. Now, it has to stand up on its own, like a lamb to be slaughtered.

The osmanthus tree in the middle is very strange. Half of it has no lateral branches and leaves, and the other half is flourishing. As clean as a knife. This may be because there is a miscellaneous tree, whose roots and poles stand together, and no one has defeated anyone, so they each get half of the sunshine and grow hard towards the sunshine equally, which makes the present scene so spectacular.

The osmanthus tree on the left, because it is not disturbed by the outside world, can grow freely around and flourish. Although three trees were planted at the same time, they looked unusually tall and dense at this time.

Looking at the smallest osmanthus tree reminds me of our childhood. The most common topic in childhood is reading, and the report card of the exam is the "weather forecast" on parents' faces. We live under the care of our parents and teachers, especially under the teaching and indoctrination of teachers: reading has too many benefits, we can find a good job, earn a lot of money and be respected. In short, only by studying can we live a good life. We firmly believe in this theory. We should be good students, abide by the rules and regulations of the school honestly, and study cultural knowledge in a down-to-earth manner. We admire those good students with excellent academic performance, and we belittle those bad students who don't like learning and violate discipline, so the teacher likes us and says that we are successors of socialist modernization. We have no ego, everything is based on the teacher's teaching and centered on the parents' expectations. We are like a learning machine. Whether we like it or not, whether we like it or not, there are a little green side branches and leaves rolling strongly in our hearts, that is "holiday" One day, we finally embarked on the society with great ambition, and as a result, we put what we learned into practice, but we hit a wall. Just like that osmanthus tree, its development is abnormal, it has not been balanced, and it is a bit unsuitable for unprotected life.

The second osmanthus tree reminds me that after school, we all began to find our own way to survive in society, and gradually found that most of what our parents said and teachers taught were useless. Honesty and fairness make us work more and more tired and looked down upon by others. Those physics, mathematics, chemistry and English that we sacrificed more or less rest time were ineffective. We felt cheated and angry. The most practical ones are addition, subtraction, multiplication and division in primary schools and literacy in Chinese, so when parents give us guidance on major life events, such as marriage, we don't believe it at first, but just like marriages that they think are difficult to grow old together. We have to prove to them that we have grown up and don't need them to guide anything. Seeing the teacher again, our hearts are full of gratitude, and their words have changed from the original worship to the present carelessness. They are still asking students to recite various formulas and theorems. After constant questioning, we stood firmly on their opposite side and began to constantly defend and resist. They have grown old in our struggle. Just like the fate of osmanthus trees in the second lesson, after the miscellaneous trees next to them are ruthlessly cut down, there is no competition and the rest can grow freely.

Until one day, we gradually became like the third osmanthus tree, and the whole world was decided by ourselves. Our voices became louder and louder, and our parents began to forget that tinnitus and stroke needed our care like children. We feel how powerful we are. I really regret that we listened to their words, how we signed up for such a school, and how much we love sports and let me sign up for art. Too many complaints can be vented in front of our unsuspecting parents. They just smiled helplessly. At this time, our hearts will be relieved. We have completely become the third tree, and we can fly freely. But before flying far, it began to shake and lost its direction. A child without parents is like a tree without roots, and life becomes colorless. Every year after that, Tomb-Sweeping Day is our saddest time. The figure of my father who was absent from time to time in my dream made us regret complaining about them. In strange streets, we will look at the old people like them for a long time.

Now I am a mother and a nagging teacher, forcing my children and students to experience the same life as before. From their eyes, I saw my figure in those years, just like the experience of those three osmanthus trees. I unconsciously and inevitably interpreted the role of parents, only to find that life should actually be more perfect, and three osmanthus trees should be well interpreted on the same tree.