A complete collection of classic short stories

# Ability Training # Introduction The riddle originated from folk oral literature, which was created by our ancestors in the long-term practice of production, labor and life, and is the embodiment of the wisdom of working people. The following are the complete works of classic short riddles and shared short stories. Welcome to read the reference!

Classic short riddle story

Fan Zhongyan, a famous politician, strategist and writer in the Northern Song Dynasty, had to study in the monk's room of Liquan Temple because of his poor family when he was a child. There is a green bamboo forest in front of the temple, surrounded by streams at the foot of the mountain, and the environment is very quiet. Fan Zhongyan studies here and often stays up late alone. His life is very poor. Every night, he cooks a pot of porridge with brown rice. After freezing, he cut it into four pieces with a knife. He takes two tablets in the morning and two in the evening to satisfy his hunger. When there is no food, he cooks some wild vegetables soaked in salt water to accompany the meal. This is the story of "breaking porridge and painting porridge", which has been passed down as a much-told story by later generations.

When winter went and spring came, Fan Zhongyan unconsciously studied hard at Liquan Temple for three years. The elders in the temple wanted to test his knowledge, so they told him that "spring grass is still green" and asked him to respond. Fan Zhongfan happily blessed: "Plum blossoms will smell good when they arrive." The elder smiled and even claimed to be a good man.

Walking in the twilight, the two men came to the boulder anti-garden, where green bamboo crisscrossed. After a little thought, the elder made a crossword puzzle: "The bamboo forest is reserved for the monks."

The witty Fan Zhongyan thought it over carefully, handed it back and said "wonderful, wonderful", and then came up with the answer on the sidewalk.

The elder nodded frequently and smiled. "I can go out and ask for an official."

Can you guess what this word is?

A: The word "equality".

The second classic short riddle story

Among the poets in Qing Dynasty, Wang Shizhen was the best.

At that time, Emperor Kangxi was accompanied by a literary courtier, Zhang Ying, who was often highly recommended by His Majesty. Kangxi summoned Wang Shizhen, wrote a word with a pen, and ordered him to write a poem on this topic.

Wang Shizhen was a great poet, but his reaction was slow. Plus the emperor sat on the sidelines, so nervous that he couldn't think of a word for a long time.

Zhang ying secretly complained, so she had to write a song for him, then knead it into a small ball and put it quietly in the corner of his desk. Wang Shizhen copied a copy and handed in the paper.

Kangxi took the poem, word for word to sing a way:

"Coagulation Cui hangs gold and silk, and the breeze dances.

When different plants spit and smell, it's time to tie the cable. "

After reading it, he smiled and said to Zhang Ying, "It is said that Wang Shizhen's poems are unique and unique. In my opinion, they are similar to your literary talent."

Zhang Ying quickly shirked, "No, brother Wang is a great poet. How dare you compare with me? " Say privately snickered, Wang Shizhen make yum-yum, in distress situation.

Can you guess what poem was written by the emperor himself?

A: "Liu".

Three classic short riddle stories

In the Tang Dynasty, Meng Haoran, a poet in Hubei, and Wang Wei were good friends. Both of them are good at chanting natural scenery with five-character poems, and they are unique in the Tang Dynasty, known as Wang Mengshi School. However, it is such a famous poet who has repeatedly failed in the imperial examination. He is over forty and still a humble man.

One day, Wang Wei invited Meng Haoran to Hanyuan to read poems and papers, just when Xuanzong arrived, Meng Haoran couldn't avoid it for a while, so he hid by the bed. Seeing Xuanzong, Wang Wei did not dare to hide it, so he told Haoran about his visit. Xuanzong said with a smile, "I've heard a lot about his name, so I'm here to meet him."

Xuanzong immediately summoned Meng Haoran and asked him to recite poems in person. Meng Haoran then recited one of his new works "Returning to Zhongnanshan at the end of the year" in a melodious and slow tone. Xuanzong sneered at this.

In midsummer, Xuanzong meditated and sneered: "Meng Caizi cut himself in poetry, but I want to be an interviewer." After that, I smiled and recited a poem to solve the puzzle: "The lotus flowers only meet when they appear, and the phoenix tree leaves and leaves."

Meng Haoran thought for a moment and answered with a poem:

"A family without walls, a hero is hidden inside.

People say it's like Guan Gong, but I'm the overlord. "

Xuanzong nodded yes and left with a smile.

Do you know what they are singing?

A: "Fan".

Four classic short riddle stories

This spring, Li Bai came to Chengdu to visit his friend Du Fu because he missed him. On this day, the two men were drinking among the flowers. After three rounds of drinking, Li Bai immediately said, "There are no insects in a hole and no bees in a nest." You can't see silkworms with silk, and you can't see people with umbrellas. "

Du Fu said: "Brother Li's work is a riddle, and I also use the same riddle to answer it: two sharp heads dig into the mud to make a nest." Some people say that it has less brains, and some people say that it has more brains. "

After Du Fu finished singing, they smiled at each other. A few days later, Li Bai is leaving. Du Fu looked around the house, looking for some presents for his friends. Finally, he thought about it, found out Four Treasures of the Study, and wrote: left 18 right1,18 1 together, firewood on the left and grain on the right. When Du Fu finished writing, he said, "This poem is a riddle. Type a word. If brother Li misses me, just look at this poem. "

What are the answers to these two riddles?

Answer: The answer to the first two riddles is "lotus root". Later, it was Du Fu's word "Du".

Five classic short riddle stories

In the Ming Dynasty, there was a weak scholar named Bai Mingjian who read a lot of poems and books and was ready to enter the official career.

One year during the Lantern Festival, fireballs burst everywhere and firecrackers exploded. There are hundreds of lanterns here: some are Hong Fei foxes, butch, insects and fish; Have a plenty of brocade of the sun in the sky, as well as the dragon lady for an outing. Sitting in the "Yulong Hotel" opened by my cousin, Bai Jian, who was watching the lights while drinking, couldn't help but write poems by generate and blurted out: "Every time celebrating the Yuan Dynasty, everyone lights Chun Qing."

Emperor Yongle, who happened to visit incognito, also drank in this shop. After listening to this scholar's words, his language is frank and clear, beautiful and natural, and it seems to flow out of his mind. He felt that the scholar had a good attitude and was different from ordinary people, so he tried his talent with another riddle:

Bones are scattered all over the floor,

The skin is thin and light.

What a stubborn question,

The beauty is heartbroken.

Bai Jian bowed to the fortune teller and told the answer. Ming Chengzu saw Bai Jian's quick thinking and loved it very much. Parting, deliberately borrowed rouge pleats from Bai Jian. Bai Jian readily agreed.

After Emperor Yongle returned to the palace, the scholar of Junyi was named Bai Jian as the top treasure hunter and toured Henan.

Do you know what the riddle of the emperor's poem is about?

Answer: "Lantern".

Six classic short riddle stories

Yu Qian was a general and a famous poet in the Ming Dynasty. Writing poetry is his usual pleasure.

Once he wrote a poem. The full text is: a thousand hits the deep mountain, and the fire burns idle. I don't care about death, but I leave my innocence in the world. He gave this poem to extremely, and asked him to buy something written in it.

A bookworm, thinking that his master asked him to buy a book of poems. He took this poem and went to every shop in the street, but he didn't buy such a poem book. Yu Qian had to send another extremely to buy. After reading this poem many times, the extremely bookish ran out confidently, and soon bought back a grindstone, a nail, and half a bag of wheat and beans.

Yu Qian asked him why he bought these things, and he said happily: "The grindstone came from the mountains with a lot of practice;" Nails are made of iron, but they are burned with fire. Grinding wheat into flour is a bone-breaking thing; Beans are processed into tofu only to remain innocent in the world. " Angela Yu Chien said after listening to extremely's answer, "These things are not what I want to buy, I just want to buy something. "

Finally, Yu Qian had to send another extremely bookish one to buy. The bookish man first read and reread the poem carefully, and then thought it over for a while. After much deliberation, he ran out and quickly carried a basket of things.

Yu Qian was very happy after reading it, which is exactly what he needed.

Young readers, do you know what's in this basket?

Answer: lime

Seven classic short riddle stories

Confucius has seventy disciples. Yan Hui is the most proud student of Confucius.

In ancient times, characters were carved on bamboo boards. Yan Hui read many books and learned to write articles. He wanted to help the teacher write a book and stand out from the crowd, but it was too slow to carve the book, so he asked the famous carpenter Lu Ban to carve it for him. Luban's craftsmanship is superb. It's quick and good to listen to Yan Hui and carve with a chisel. After a while, he carved all the bamboo boards.

When the book was finished, Lu Ban said, "Although Confucius was good, he didn't love labor, and there was nothing he could do about farming. Therefore, I don't quite agree with him! " Yan Hui said, "Confucius is very learned. He lectures every day and has no time to work at all ... Lu Ban said, "Confucius is very knowledgeable. I carve a word, and if he knows, I will worship him as a teacher. Yan Hui said, "There are no bamboo boards." Tell me how to move the chisel. Maybe I can recognize it! "Lu Ban said," Six vertical and nine horizontal. " Yan Hui was dumbfounded. I thought for a long time, but didn't answer, so I asked Confucius.

Confucius said, "Did Lu Ban answer?" Yan Hui said: "He only stretched out three fingers when he left." Confucius said, "Three years?" Yan Hui shook his head and said, "It can't be so long!" "What about three months?" "It's too long!" Confucius said, "Then he told us to give him an answer within three days!" " "

On the third day, Lu Ban asked Yan Hui, "Did Confucius guess?" Yan Hui told Confucius his answer from beginning to end. Lu Ban said: "He is knowledgeable after all and guessed right." But Yan Hui is still in the dark.

Please guess what words Lu Ban is going to carve.

Answer: The word "crystal".