Three versions of classical realistic folk stories

# Children's Story # Introduction Folk stories are based on the real life of the broad masses of people, and exist as a widely circulated oral and artistic narrative prose. What are the folk stories about classic reality? The following is the text version of the classic realistic folk stories compiled by KaoNet. I hope you like it.

There is a man named Tiny Tiny in Huangshawo Village, an eccentric magpie. He is in his forties, honest and kind, and everyone loves him. Xiao Xiaoxiao, a kind-hearted man, bowed his head in the corridor, fearing that ants would be trampled to death. When he was a child, he loved meat, pork, mutton and beef. Then suddenly I stopped eating meat. The reason why Xiaoxiao doesn't care about meat sounds ridiculous. During the Spring Festival that year, his family killed pigs, and it was his father who killed pigs. White knives come in, red knives come out, pigs scream desperately, and tears come out. Xiaoxiao looked in his eyes and felt very uncomfortable. The delicious pork on the table, he has no appetite at all, and his mind is full of pigs purring and tears. From then on, I am a vegetarian and don't eat meat. Growing up, he never killed chickens, ducks and geese, nor hurt rabbits, dogs and cats. But a little special hobby is smoking cigarettes, pack after pack, quite frequently. Anyway, it's all home-grown, so it doesn't matter if you smoke more or less.

There is a small piece of land, just on the western hillside. The western hillside is divided into two parts, one part belongs to the beam and the other part belongs to the beam. In fact, the beam above the beam below is only a problem of large slope and small slope. Draw lots when dividing the land There are flat land and sloping land, and everyone wants to catch the flat land. Small and small accidentally robbed the land on the western slope, right on the beam. Xia Liang was caught by Zhao Mingrui. It happened that the ancestral grave of Lao Zhao's family was on the beam. Xiaoxiao offered to exchange land with Zhao Mingrui. Zhao Mingrui shook his head and said, "I won't change. At least I don't have to step on the ground. Besides, where is the fertile land under the beam? " Zhao Mingrui planted all the land on the apple tree, and it grew green and thick in two or three years. Mix watched Zhao Mingrui plant an apple tree, so he also planted an apple tree on the beam. Both apple trees are longer than each other. The difference is that Xiao's small apple tree needs to grow some corn and millet, and the fruit tree is idle when it is young.

That spring, the crops were already half a foot high. Guo Dagang, an old "five-guarantee household" in Huangshawo village, got lung cancer and lived in a township health center, just waiting to swallow his last breath. The village party secretary hurried to prepare for Guo Dagang's funeral and sent several people to the road at the foot of Xishan to find a suitable tree to put down and make a coffin for Guo Dagang. Zhao Mingrui is a relative of the village party secretary, and the secretary of the township party committee will think of him whenever something good happens. Zhao Mingrui will naturally have a share in this matter of putting trees into coffins and paying wages in the village. Zhao Mingrui led three people to touch the road for a long time. They fell in love with a tall poplar tree. Four people in this class discussed putting down poplars, two people tied a rope in the middle of poplars and dragged them, and two people began to saw trees with a saw. Just after a few saws, two magpies stood on the poplar beside them, chirping. The four men looked up and found that the magpie's nest was built on the branches of poplar trees. Can't blame the magpie for being in a hurry. They went through a lot of trouble to build this nest. At this time, Xiaoxiao happened to be going to the field to weed. Seeing the magpies bleating, he was moved with compassion and said to Zhao Mingrui, "Why did you take a fancy to this tree? Why not change it to something else? How difficult is it for magpies to build nests? " Zhao Mingrui said with a smile, "If you feel sorry for it, you can go up the tree and take down the nest and send it to another tree." Rustling rustling looked up at the tall poplar trees and gasped. However, Xiaoxiao is a stubborn person. He didn't like Zhao Mingrui's teasing tone, so he spat on his hand and rubbed it a few times to get to the middle of the tree. Xiaoxiao Xiaoxiao looked down and felt a little dizzy. He put his heart on the horizontal plane and continued to climb. On the branches of the magpie's nest, the probe looked into the nest and was surprised: there were obviously four fleshy little magpies that had just grown light fluff in the nest. To our little surprise, four little magpies were surrounded by a yellow snake. Small and small are afraid of everything except snakes. As long as you see a snake, it will lie there motionless.

According to the old man, snakes are most afraid of smoke oil. Little by little, the whole body smells of tobacco. When the snake saw him, it naturally couldn't move.

Xiao carefully took down the magpie's nest, and the two magpies called more joyfully. As soon as Zhao Mingrui and others saw the yellow snake in the magpie's nest, they were ready to kill it. Mix's novel says, "This snake can't be killed! Because it can live in peace with the little magpies, it shows that they are not natural enemies! " Rustling rustling gently holding the magpie nest, I don't know where to put it. Suddenly, he had an idea. On the beam, he remembered a big willow tree in Zhao's grave, which was thick enough for two people to hold and flourishing. Xiaoxiao put the magpie nest on the old willow tree. However, Xiaoxiao was still worried about the yellow snake, so he picked it up and put it in a tree stream the size of a bowl of old willow. After all this, two magpies flew over his shoulders and combed his messy hair with their mouths.

Summer is coming. Every day, Xiaoxiao digs the ground on the beam and finds six magpies chirping at him in the tree. Everyone knows that this magpie is the big family, parents and four children. He waved to them happily.

Two years later, the magpie nest on the big willow tree changed from one to more than a dozen, and groups of magpies flew around the tree, which became a local wonder. What is even more surprising is that Tiny Tiny found that the yellow snake often swam around under the tree, and those magpies landed next to it, and some even pecked at its body, but it stayed there honestly, which looked very useful and incredible. If Xiaoxiao hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that snakes would get along well with magpies anyway. Later, Xiaoxiao discovered a secret, and finally revealed the mystery between the yellow snake and the magpie: in this mountainous area, magpie is most afraid of a kind of raptor called rock carving that lives on the rock peak. Stone carvings specifically attack birds such as magpies and crows. Therefore, as soon as the rock carving is found hovering in the air, the magpie is scared to hide, and if it is slower, it will become delicious in the mouth of the rock carving.

One day Xiaoxiao was digging the ground not far from the willow tree, when suddenly a stone carving fell from the sky and attacked the magpie on the willow tree. Dozens of magpies hurriedly hid under the willow tree. The rock carving swooped down towards the magpie under the tree, but it was caught by something. Yan Na's carving has only two wings, and she flapped desperately, but she couldn't get rid of it. Xiaoxiao walked over curiously and took a look. It's amazing! It turned out that the yellow snake bit the head of the stone carving with its mouth, and before long, Yan Na's stone carving moved.

Tiny finally understood that this yellow snake was the patron saint of magpies!

There are so many magpies living here that everyone thinks they can't live without food. So every year when corn and millet and sorghum are harvested, we should keep some as their food, or what if there is no food in case of heavy snow in winter?

This year, the apple trees planted by Zhao Mingrui and Xiao Xiaoxiao have all blossomed, and the hillside is as white as snow. When the flowers fall, there will be little green apples hanging all over the branches. Little by little, I saw many big green bugs one inch long on Zhao Mingrui's apple tree, biting holes in the leaves. Look at my tree, there are no bugs.

As soon as Zhao Mingrui saw the insects in the fruit tree, he went to the market to buy pesticides, and when he bought them, he sprayed them hard on the apple tree. But those bugs are not afraid of pesticides at all. They eat apples after eating leaves, and hundreds of trees are almost eaten up by insects. Zhao Mingrui invited fruit tree experts to have a look and realized that pesticides are fake!

After autumn, although there are many red apples on the tree, none of them are good. It's all bug eyes, and no one will buy it at a price reduction of a few cents.

A little smile is different.

Tiny apple trees have no bugs and lush foliage. The longer the apple grows, the bigger it gets. Sell it at a good price when picking in autumn!

Why do apples have different results on the same land?

Tiny knows very well: this is all caused by these magpies!

Small and small have long discovered that dozens of magpies catch pests on his apple tree all day, and magpies have become the patron saint of apple trees!

The tiny apple tree is almost as tall and thick as Zhao Mingrui's, and there are no obstacles in the middle, but why don't magpies catch insects on Zhao Mingrui's fruit tree?

A strange thing happened in the immigrant village. For several days in the middle of the night, the dogs in the village barked in unison, sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes sad and sometimes confused, which made the villagers face acne. Luo, who knows how to pinch and calculate, finally opened a fairy mouth-immigration, and when he moved, he became rootless right people, living comfortably in the building, but the souls of his ancestors were floating in the air, and dogs knew that there were ghosts, so that we could call back the souls of our ancestors!

Dad patted his head and said, no wonder my dad has been dreaming about wandering in the empty Nanzhu village these days and told him to go home, but he said he couldn't find his way home!

Looking up, there are white clouds floating in the gray sky, such as homesick fish with scales and gills in the customs of eastern Guizhou, wandering around with strength but not knowing where their hometown is.

The villagers were moved to move the remains of their ancestors to the tomb area of the immigrant village. Dad hired a boat early in the morning, invited Luo, and prepared sacrifices to return to Lingjiang.

Since the reinforcement and expansion of Lingjiang Reservoir, the water level has risen by several meters. The Dragon King devoured the fields, roads and houses along the way, leaving only the spiny bamboos standing proudly on both sides of the river to surface. The village is located in a picturesque bamboo forest. Unfortunately, the most heartless water, the scene of "hanger-on's return to bamboo songs and the lotus leaves before fishing boats" in the past, can only be found in dreams. Nanzhu Village has become a lion city that has been sleeping for thousands of years under Qiandao Lake.

Saint Luo was also injured and the whole village was flooded. No wonder our ancestors couldn't find their way home.

Dad said it's time to give my dad a new home!

At the top of grandpa's grave, a bunch of azaleas and a peach blossom are in full bloom. Before the peaches were ripe, we could pick big and sweet peaches every year and respectfully put them on grandpa's grave. As it is today, incense sticks have a high fever, sake is on the market, three animals respect the elderly, and flat peaches are given as gifts. At this time, Luo bowed his head, Tokugawa Gong, the sun and the moon have reincarnation, and heaven and earth have no end. Lingjiang has skyrocketed and my village has become a water city. People have moved, and their homes are thousands of miles apart. Full moon and love, dreaming of sound and affection every night. My grandchildren ordered me to take you to a new grave. Driving a crane, flying over Haiyunfeng.

After reading it, my father and I opened the grave together and put grandpa's urn in a bamboo basket and carried it on our shoulders. While spreading fried rice in front of him, Luo recited in a clear voice: there are rice grains in the east, rice grains in the south, rice grains in the west and rice grains in the north, and the rice grains have passed the 100-level mark. Xianguan, Guiguan, Ma Niu Liu Livestock Pass, Bird Pass, Kingdee Pass, Deep Water Carp Pass, Round Hair Pass and Pingmao Pass have all passed. Come home with me after customs clearance! When Luo read a word, dad threw a handful of paper money.

When he came down from the mountain to the river, Luo read it again: Don't wander around the dead, climb the bridge step by step. There is a ferry crossing Xianqiao. You stand firm on the ferry!

At the bow, sandalwood was lit and three sacrifices were placed. Luo erected the banner of evocation, drank the evocation wine, knocked on the evocation drum, and read the mournful evocation sutra in the sound of wooden fish. Dad raised his hand and threw paper money, chanting for all the ghosts and gods. The "butterfly" in the air fluttered in the wind, splashing and swaying, but it couldn't stop the falling arc and plunged into the river. Dad suddenly burst into tears, and the butterfly in front of him turned into a fallen leaf in autumn, but he couldn't find his own root and went with the flow. After all, this has become a great irony to our ancestors!

As the boat went down the river, Robb Seed murmured. Every few meters, dad throws a handful of paper money and lays a butterfly waterway on the river. It is said that this is how ghosts get to hell. In this life, people have to use money to buy off one after another when they are alive, and even use money to buy off one after another for debt collection, but in the end they end up in exile.

Suddenly, the evocation drum sounded at the stern, which was heavy enough to knock people into the river. Luo and dad turned around and looked back. It's sophomore Chen calling his mother. It is also the voice of wooden fish, and it is also paper money.

With butterflies flying, it rained cats and dogs in the sky. At that time, dozens of evocation boats were floating on the river, and handfuls of paper money were scattered on the river, like souls crying all over the sky. There was a cooing cry in the air, trying to tear people's liver and intestines. "From now on, I will turn to Jiangnan Road and become a crow with blood!"

The villagers buried their ancestors in the cemetery near the immigrant village. According to the custom, every family plants rhododendron in front of the grave. Because my grandfather is a monkey, my father grows peach trees as before.

But in the middle of the night, the dogs in the village barked, and the villagers panicked again. Luo said that this is a new tomb, and the souls of our ancestors have just arrived and are not used to living in groups.

If so, the dog will still bark at midnight for days on end. One day, my father went to the cemetery, and the azaleas in front of the grave withered, including the peach trees in front of grandpa's grave.

Luo said that this must be the soul of our ancestors who missed their homeland and drifted back to Nanzhu Village. We must recruit another soul for them!

Everyone thought it was reasonable, and each invited the master to return to Nanzhu Village to summon the soul. In front of my grandfather's empty grave, cigarettes curled up, and Luo murmured: Think carefully, turning back is not my hometown. Who doesn't care about the trace of the afterbirth? Children and grandchildren ask you to go to Lingjiang! In the sound of Luo's Buddhist scriptures, my father dug up the cuckoo and peach tree devoutly. Call the soul banners, call the soul drums, call the soul sutra, and the ship staggered home in the paper money. Each ship also carries a red cloud, which is a rhododendron dug by villagers from their ancestors' graves.

In the tomb area, the villagers replanted the cuckoo wrapped in the soil of their hometown in the sound of Requiem Sutra. Dad wiped his sweat and inadvertently saw a chimney with white smoke, which was a chemical factory at the foot of the mountain for more than ten years.

These dogs seem to be much quieter. When dad went to the cemetery again, the cuckoo was still dying. The peach tree in front of grandpa's grave miraculously bears fruit. This is the mature season. Pick a bite, it tastes sour. Dad suddenly roared like a lion, picked up a peach and threw it in the direction of the chimney. He knelt in front of his grandfather's grave and cried heartbreakingly: round hair 36, flat hair 36, all kinds of gods have passed. After the immortal, dad will come home with me!

Lv Dongbin's execution ground is now located at Caishikou, which used to be Mao Zedong's concession ground. According to legend, Lv Dongbin, an eight-hole fairy, was punished here.

After worshipping Tie Guai Li as a teacher, Lv Dongbin traveled around the world with a sword on his back. He is very arrogant. He can do anything for ordinary people in the world. Yueyang Tower picks willow essence, Luoyang Bridge throws money to tease Guanyin, and qi zhou City buys medicine to fight peony. Therefore, he is called "the prodigal fairy".

On this day, Lv Dongbin came to our Beijing, which is called Beiping House and Youzhou City. Kill the prisoner right at the entrance of the food market. I saw the beheading officer sitting in the middle, surrounded by many soldiers with knives and horizontal guns. The prisoner knelt on the ground with his hands behind his back, and the executioner stood by with a bright ghost knife. Crows are everywhere. Lv Dongbin out of curiosity, also leaned in to watch the fun. He said to himself, I think Lv Dongbin is a magical man. He can call the wind and rain, exorcise demons, turn water into oil and turn stone into gold. But what can his executioner do to me if I enter the prisoner's head? Why don't I try?

Thinking of this, he hid himself and "suddenly" plunged into the prisoner's soul, only obeying the supervisor's command. Two executioners pushed the prisoner to the front of the case, and the supervisor grabbed the cinnabar pen and slammed it between the eyes of the prisoner. Don't look at this, it makes Lv Dongbin shudder. So this cinnabar pen has a head. It is said that the pen for picking the top scholar is called Wuji Sixiang, also called Gankun Baiyu pen, the pen for opening a pawnshop is called Jikuan pen, and the pen used by the supervisor is called Zhusha pen, which can ward off evil spirits and soothe the nerves. People's eyebrows are called Tianmen, and Tianmen is sealed with vermilion pen. This is a matter of life and death. Therefore, no matter how big Lv Dongbin's magical power is, he can't escape. As long as you wait until 3: 15 noon, the executioner's head will be cut off like a prisoner with a wave of his broadsword. Don't you think he will be afraid? Lv Dongbin was scratching his head, secretly blaming himself for being so conceited and asking for such a big disaster. What should I do? There was nothing he could do, so he had to pinch his wrist and read a spell, and asked Tie Guai Li for help.

Tie Guai Li learned that his apprentice was in trouble and stepped on Xiangyun to save him. It's hard to see when you come to the market. You have the heart to save it with magic. It is unforgivable to save a criminal who has violated the laws of the country. He thought about it, huh? Have a drink. I saw him transformed into an old man with a white beard, leaning on a cane in one hand and holding a lunch box in the other, crying and shouting, "My Lord, the man whose head was beheaded is my rebellious son. I beg your Majesty's permission to pay homage to my father and son. "

The warden agreed, and Tie Guai Li came to the prisoner with a runny nose and tears and said, "Bastard? I finally raised you, and I really expect to die of old age. I didn't expect that you didn't listen to your father and ran amok, so you ended up like this. You, "you said, putting your hand on the prisoner's eyebrows and wiping off the vermilion spots with your hand. Lv Dongbin escaped from the prisoner's soul. At 3 noon 15, the prisoner was beheaded.

Afterwards, Tie Guai Li reprimanded Lv Dongbin and said, "Disciple, I think you are getting more and more ridiculous. I don't know how capable you are of treating national laws as jokes. Remember to be the first modest person, there is a sky under the sun, there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are talents behind them. What you have learned is far from enough! If you want to mess around again in the future, I will leave you alone as a teacher? "

Lv Dongbin was ashamed. Since then, he has worked hard and his ability has greatly increased. He will never make trouble again, and finally he became the first person of the Eight Immortals praised by everyone.