The main contents of the legend of Yellow Crane Tower

A long time ago, a poor old woman set up a small tea stall on Snake Mountain in Wuhan. The old woman is kind-hearted, and poor people from far and near are willing to stop at her tea stall to drink tea. One morning, the old woman saw a Taoist priest faint on the ground. She quickly helped him up and wiped his face. When the Taoist priest woke up, the old woman invited him to tea. The Taoist priest said that he had not eaten for three days, how could he afford tea? The old woman made tea and bought two sesame cakes for the Taoist priest to eat. After eating the cake and tea, the Taoist stood up and said with a smile, "Good intentions are rewarded." With a finger, I saw a flash of golden light. As soon as the old woman rubbed her eyes, the small tea stall became a big teahouse. The Taoist priest drew a yellow crane on the wall and said, "You clap it three times and it will come down to dance." Then he disappeared. The old woman's tea stall turned into a teahouse, and everyone was very happy to watch the yellow crane dance while drinking tea. The business of tea stalls is getting better and better.

The news that the yellow crane can dance reached the ears of a landlord. He thought: if you get a yellow crane, you will get rich! One day, the rich man came to the teahouse with people and shouted, "I lost my dancing yellow crane." I heard it was here. Give it back to me! " "The old woman pointed to the wall and said," Take it away if you can! The rich man saw it was a mural. The rich man slipped away with a red face and a low head, which caused the tea drinkers to burst into laughter. When the county magistrate heard about it, he wanted to dedicate the Yellow Crane to the emperor, so that he could be promoted and made a fortune. Grandpa Xian took people to the teahouse, and everyone was enjoying the yellow crane dancing happily. When the magistrate saw the yellow crane, he ignored the dignity of the official and went straight to the yellow crane. The Yellow Crane fluttered its wings and flew back to the wall before the county grandfather got close. County grandfather immediately clapped his hands, and his hands were swollen. The yellow crane is motionless on the wall. The county grandfather was so angry that he ordered, "move back to the house with walls!" " "The magistrate burned incense and sacrificed in the county government, bowed and kowtowed, and the yellow crane remained motionless. The county grandfather was so angry that the cover was painted and oiled several times, but the yellow crane still appeared on the wall. The county magistrate also asked people to use fire, and the work burned for a long time, but the yellow crane was still intact. Suddenly, the yellow crane flew down from the wall in the blink of an eye. The county grandfather was overjoyed and quickly hugged the yellow crane's leg. Yellow crane flies, flies into the sky. Grandpa county followed him into the air, and his job was blown away by the wind. Flying, the county grandfather looked down and saw the yellow crane flying over the choppy Yangtze River. County grandfather was shaking with fear. As soon as he let go, he fell from mid-air into the Yangtze River and drowned. The yellow crane flew back to the teahouse, and the old woman sat on the yellow crane and flew away. Later, people built the Yellow Crane Tower in this teahouse. Now it stands on the edge of the Yangtze River with a brand-new attitude. This legend is recorded in detail, and it comes from karma. The original text is "Xin's used to sell wine." When a gentleman came, he was tall and in rags. He calmly called Xin's and said, "Do you want to drink? Xin dared not quit and drank a large glass. "。 When I was half a year old, the Xin family enjoyed it. One day, Mr. Xin called him and said that he owed wine, so he couldn't pay you. So he took a small basket of orange peels and drew a crane on the wall. It was yellow. The spectators clapped and blew, and the yellow crane staggered and danced in accordance with the law. Everyone paid money to see it. Ten years later, after Xin was tired, her husband floated onto the stage. Xin thanked him and said that he was willing to provide him with the best. Her husband said with a smile, why did I suddenly play with a flute for a while? White clouds fell from the sky. I passed the crane and rode in front of him. Xin built a building here called Yellow Crane. "

The general idea of this myth is that there used to be a Mr. Xin who sold wine on weekdays. One day, a tall, ragged and shabby-looking guest came here. Asked Mr. Xin calmly, "May I have a drink?" "Mr. Xin did not neglect because of the other party's rags, and quickly served a large glass of wine. After half a year, Mr. Xin didn't show boredom because the guests couldn't afford the drinks, and he still invited the guests to drink every day. One day, the guest said to Mr. Xin, "I owe you a lot of money for drinks and I can't pay it back." "So I took out the orange peel from the basket and drew a yellow crane on the wall. Then I beat my hands and sang a song. The yellow crane on the wall also dances with the song, in tune with the rhythm. Other hotel guests paid to watch this wonderful event. Ten years have passed and Mr. Xin has accumulated a lot of wealth. One day, the ragged guest drifted to the hotel again. Mr. Xin came forward to thank you and said, "As you wish, I am willing to support you." The guest smiled and replied, "where did I get this?" ""Then he took out his flute and played some tunes. Not long after, I saw white clouds falling from the sky, and a crane in Bai Yunfei was painted in front of the guests. The guests climbed on the crane's back and ascended from Bai Yunfei to heaven. In order to thank and commemorate this guest, Mr. Xin built a building here and named it "Yellow Crane Tower".

This myth not only explains the origin of the naming of the Yellow Crane Tower, but also gives us a good enlightenment. Because Mr. Xin, the owner of the hotel, doesn't care about poverty, doesn't love money and doesn't judge a book by its cover, he got the help of the gods and became a rich man. The legend of the Yellow Crane Tower is isomorphic with poetry, prose and couplets. It has become the cultural accumulation of the Yellow Crane Tower. For example, Cui Hao's "The Crane Map" and Li Bai's "The Jade Emperor in the Yellow Crane Tower Play" are all adapted from them. The legend about the Yellow Crane Tower was first seen in the Annals of Fifteen Counties in Southern Qi Dynasty around 502 AD, which recorded that "the immortal son An passed down from generation to generation rode away by the yellow crane". The Collection of Wuhan Folklores compiled by the Municipal People's Art Museum 1983 includes Xin Baoen's Building a Building, Riding a Crane Flying, Luban Shenlou, Worshipping the Immortals in the Building of Wu Zhuangyuan, Capturing the Elephant Tower Lights, Li Bai's Praise for Climbing the Building, and Watching the capsize of the Yellow Crane Tower.

The legend of the Yellow Crane Tower comes from the folk, which contains profound and rich traditional cultural connotations such as immortal culture, folk wisdom and literati elegance.

The legend of the Yellow Crane Tower has a long history and has been accompanied by the Yellow Crane Tower, which has been repeatedly destroyed and built, constantly enriched and extended. Mysterious, fantastic, euphemistic and moving. The legend of the Yellow Crane Tower not only comes from the people, but also contains profound and rich traditional cultural connotations such as immortal culture, folk wisdom and literati elegance.

Version 4

A long time ago, when the Yellow Crane Tower was not standing on the top of the winding snake hill, a kind-hearted local man opened a small hotel at the foot of the mountain to welcome guests from south to north and eliminate the fatigue of the journey. People affectionately call him Boss Xin. On a cold spring day, an unusual guest suddenly came to the store-an old man in rags. Sophisticated, glassy-eyed, slow-moving, sophisticated, he ordered a bowl of wine, took it with trembling hands, and then vaguely drank the second and third bowls ... Xin Ran, the boss, went back and forth until he stumbled out of the hotel, when he suddenly remembered that the old man had not paid for the wine. The next day, the old man came to the pub at the same time, sat at the same table, drank the same amount of wine, and finally left without paying for the wine. In this way, the old road came and went day by day, and half a year passed in the blink of an eye. Boss Xin's parents died early, and he always regretted not being able to be filial under his parents' knees. Therefore, he regarded the old man with many wrinkles on his air-dried face as an elder and never invited him to drink. One day, an old man walked into the hotel with orange peel, drew a yellow crane with his neck staring at it on the simple wall, sang a song: "When the drinker clapped his hands, the crane flew down", and then drifted away. The puzzled drinker and boss Xin tried to clap their hands and hum a tune gently. Sure enough, they found that the yellow crane on the wall came out of the painting with elegant long legs and beautiful wings, dancing in the air, and everyone was fascinated. Since such a strange thing happened, everyone wants to come to the hotel to watch the yellow crane dance and taste the fairy wine. Yellow crane rock is crowded with people all day. All the money earned by the Xin family has poured in, and it has become a living god of wealth. Over time, Xin became more and more greedy, no longer put the poor in his heart, and even forgot the old road. Who knows, one day the old man suddenly came back. When Xinshi met Lao Dao, she didn't mention the benefits brought by Yellow Crane and Sakai, and asked Lao Dao to conjure up some good things for her. The old man thought for a moment, took out a flute, and called down the yellow crane on the wall with the sound of the flute, saying, it is not advisable to stay here for long. Let's leave now. The yellow crane spread its wings and carried the old road to the distant horizon. The yellow crane flew away, and the wine in the well turned into water. Xin regretted it and was determined to mend it after it was too late, so he used all his possessions to build a tall building on the head of the Yellow Crane for tourists to visit and watch, in order to commemorate the old road and the Yellow Crane. This building is the famous Yellow Crane Tower.