Write a mythical story about the Classic of Mountains and Seas

The story of Kuafu's day-to-day life.

Kuafu's day by day is a mythical story. It tells the story of the ancient times, when the god-man praised his father for chasing the sun and was finally roasted to death by the sun. The ancient book "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" has a detailed description of this:

Praise the father and the sun drove away, into the sun, thirsty for drink. Drink in the river and Wei, and the river and Wei are insufficient; Drinking Daze in the north, before he arrived, he died of thirst. Abandon its staff and turn it into a Deng (peach) forest.

This account says: Kwafu chased after the sun, and when he came to the sun, he was thirsty because of the heat, and it was not enough to drink the rivers, so he wanted to drink the water of the swamp, but before he could drink it, he died of thirst. The cane was abandoned on the side of the road and grew into a peach forest.

Why did Kuafu chase the sun?

Mr. Yang Gongji believes that the story of Kuafu's daily pursuit has a very deep moral to remember.

It illustrates that "only those who value time and the sun can go fast; The faster one walks, the more he feels empty in his belly, so that he can need and receive more water (consider water as a symbol of knowledge); Only by getting more water can we race against time and not fall behind time." Mr. Yang's view was compiled into the book "Chinese Literature" and was endorsed by many comrades.

In addition, the writer Mr. Xiao Bing said in his book "Fire Stealing Heroes: Kua Fu and Prometheus": Kua You are going to pick fire for human beings day by day, so that the earth can gain light and warmth. Kuafu is the "hero of fire theft" and is the Prometheus of China.

Mr. Siu's view is quite romantic.

Others see the day as a struggle in nature, with the sun representing "water" and the sun representing "fire." The god of water and the god of fire compete, and water and fire are incompatible.

The story of Kuafu's day-to-day life gives people rich imagination and profound enlightenment. How to understand this story is not only a concern of the academic community, but its positive significance lies in the fact that people understand the world with their different understandings and realize their own beautiful pursuits.

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Myths and stories in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

Myths and Stories in the Classic of Mountains and Seas (1):

Jingwei Reclamation] The female baby is Emperor Yan's favorite little daughter, with a slender appearance but a very stubborn personality. The sisters all like to dress up, but she loves sports, especially water sports, swimming, boating, diving and surfing. One morning, the wind and the sun are blowing, and it is a good time to travel.

The girl drove a flat boat and sailed on the rippling waters of the East. The sea breeze blows slightly, the waves rise and fall softly, and the boat drifts into the depths of the ocean.

A young and simple girl, who understands the sinister ways of the world, is still intoxicated by the blue tenderness. In an instant, the calm sea changed its face, the smiling sun was gone, the gentle sea breeze became sharper than the blade of a knife, and the soft waves became harder than a hammer. With her superb skills, the girl chops the waves, avoids left and right, and whirls with the sea.

Time passed minute by minute, hour by hour, the waves of the sea became higher and higher, and the strength of the girl became weaker and weaker. Night fell, and the heavens and the earth were dark, and probably the stars closed their eyes, and could not bear to witness the tragedy: the boat was crushed to pieces by the great waves, the girl was sucked into the abyss by the whirlpool, the noise of the waves overshadowed the girl's cries for help, and she would never return to see her kind father.

A few days later, a small bird broke out of the waves in the waters where the girl was drowning, with a flower head, a white beak, and red claws, looking a bit like a crow, its name was Jingwei, and it was the result of the unyielding soul of the girl.

Jingwei lives on the Fat Dove Mountain, which is full of top trees, and every day it takes small pebbles, or small branches, from the Fat Dove Mountain, spreads its wings and flies high until the East China Sea, and throws the stones or branches down. Day after day, year after year, whether it was the scorching red sun or the rain and snow, the immortal bird Jingwei flew back over the rough and clean sea, throwing gravel after stone