Yi folk stories

Yi folk story is a kind of narrative story with a wide range of topics and full of fantasy, which is spread orally among Yi people. Do you know the folk stories of Yi people? The following is a Yi folk story that I share with you. Welcome to reading.

Yi Folk Tales: Legend of Torch Festival

A long time ago, there was a Hercules named Slaby in the sky, and there was a Hercules named Attila on the ground. Both of them have the ability to pull the mountain out, and no one can trip over it. Sribi heard that Attila was a Hercules on the ground and had superior skills, so he came down from the sky to compete with him. Attila just went out that day. When he left, he said to his mother. The Hercules in the sky came to me and asked the old man to treat him with an iron piece, saying that it was something I ate and let him taste it. Tell him to wait a moment, and I'll be right back to wrestle with him. ?

With that, Attila left. After a while, Slaby came. Attila's mother really took a piece of iron to Sribi. Slaby took a bite, but she couldn't bite. Attila eats iron, he thought. He must be stronger than me. After thinking about it, he hurried back.

After Attila came back, his mother told the story again. Attila heard that Slaby couldn't bite the iron and knew that she was not as strong as herself, so she went after Slaby. When Scarby was about to go to heaven, Attila caught up with him.

? Don't go, since you let me wrestle, let's have a competition! ?

After listening to his words, Slaby suddenly opened his hands and hugged him, and the two began to scuffle. Their strength is really amazing, the earth rattled by them, and those mountains and trees were shaking. When Sribi hugged Attila, Attila stumbled and was pushed to the ground by Sribi. But before his back touched the ground, Attila stood up, turned over Shreby's head and pressed on him. Szeabi fell to the ground on his back, but he refused to give up and asked for another fall. This time. Attila stood in the posture of riding a horse, and Slaby threw him hard, and his feet seemed to take root and motionless. Attila grabbed the other person's arm while he was not looking, and threw it hard. Slaby was thrown more than two feet away and could not move on the ground. Attila looked carefully, and Sribi vomited blood and died.

When Attila came home, the Buddha was very angry when he learned that Sribi had been killed, but there was nothing he could do about Attila, so he sent a lot of bugs to eat the crops on the ground. Attila Ba cut down many pine trees on the night of June 24th in the lunar calendar, led people to burn insects and burned all the insects sent by Buddha, thus protecting crops. Since then, the Yi people have designated June 24th of the lunar calendar as the Torch Festival.

Yi folk story: Ding Lang woodcarving

The Yi people in Weishan, Nanjian, Jingdong, Fengqing, Yongping, Yangbi and Midu in western Yunnan call themselves descendants of Nanzhao. Their ancestral tablets are the same, and they are all called Baihuamu (also called Liangshan area? Soma flower? The scientific name is,, Hong,), which is called Ding Lang woodcarving. There is a story about Dinglang woodcarving among Yi people in western Yunnan. In ancient times, there was a Yi woman who died at a young age, leaving a son named Ding. The woman resolutely refused to remarry and lived alone with her son. She scrimped and saved, and let her son eat delicious food, but she wore linen clothes, ate chaff and swallowed vegetables and lived a hard life. Time flies like water. Slowly, the widow grew old and her son grew into a big boy. However, my son has been spoiled since childhood, and he feels that his mother is useless when she is old, and he often beats and scolds. The mother still loves her son. After her son goes to work, the mother does housework at home and cooks for her son. Son is not. His mother brought him dinner late, so he picked up a stick and hit his mother. I sent it early and beat my mother; Over time; It's not that I embarrassed my mother, nor that. One day, Ding was plowing in the buckwheat field on the mountain. There are two nests of finches on the edge of the field and a nest of little finches in the bushes. There is a bird's nest in a small tree at the end of the ground. There is a blind old sparrow in the nest. When Ding plowed the field, he plowed out some bugs, and a group of tits pecked at the bugs behind his plow. Later, he found a big sparrow and a small sparrow, with worms in their mouths, and fed the little sparrow and the blind old sparrow's nest back and forth to get an education from them. He thought, so do people. When they were young, they had to be raised by their parents. When I get old, I have to raise children. I am even worse than a bird. He thought that he was bad to his mother and regretted it very much, so he vowed in his heart that he would take good care of his old mother like a bird from now on. At this time, Ding had plowed into the field and saw his old mother send food in a crooked way. Busy off the plow, ready to pick up his old mother, he forgot to put down his bullwhip and ran to pick up his mother. Mother saw her son coming towards her with a bullwhip, thinking that the meal was late and her son was fighting again, so she put down the rice basket and turned and ran to the mountains. Her son is chasing her, and she is running ahead. The mother thinks that her son is becoming more and more unfilial to herself, and it is better to die if he lives and suffers. She drilled through a pear tree and saw a white flower in front of her, so she ran into it and died. When Ding arrived, his mother was dying. He held her in his arms and said with tears. Grandma, I was wrong. I'm sorry! I am here to pick you up today! Open your eyes! Before he could finish, his mother looked at him and died. Ding regretted that it was his unfilial to his mother that caused today's consequences. After he carried his mother back, he buried her with the most solemn ceremony. Finally, I went to the mountain and cut down white flowers and trees and a pear tree hacked to death by my mother. I made a small Woodenhead out of white flowers and trees, carved the eyes, ears, nose, mouth and heart organs, put a piece of silver on them, then put on new clothes for small Woodenhead, made a backboard out of pear trees, tied small Woodenhead on it, and finally offered it to the mourning hall. When eating every day, present a small Woodenhead first, and then eat; It's getting cold. Let's warm little Woodenhead up. As soon as the sun came out, I took Woodenhead out to bask in the sun, 365 days a year, every day. One day, Ding was sunbathing outside with Woodenhead on his back, and he got a piece of Gu Zidi in the courtyard dam. The Lord God intends to test Ding's conscience. If he treats his mother wrong, he will be killed by lightning. The Lord god used magic, and suddenly it was dark, stormy and thunderous. Seeing that it was raining, Ding rushed into the rainstorm, took little Woodenhead home, lit a fire in the house and baked clothes to keep little Woodenhead warm. When he finished all the things, and then folded it into the yard to collect the millet, the millet had all floated in the water. God tried to make Ding show sincere filial piety to his mother and didn't hit him. He also cast a spell, and in a flash, the sky was clear, the fiery red sun hung in the sky, and his millet was baked. From then on, Ding was afraid that Woodenhead Jr. would get wet again, so he tied Woodenhead Jr. to the fence of the mourning hall and never carried him out. He burns incense and provides food for him on time every day, and he is very pious to Woodenhead Jr. Legend has it that this little Woodenhead was the ancestor of the Yi people later. Ding is a dutiful son, and since then. Ding Lang's woodcarving has been handed down from generation to generation in Yi nationality. After the grand burial ceremony, all the dead people in the Yi family will cut down a white tree on the mountain under the guidance of Hehe (1) to make a small Woodenhead for the mourning hall. Yi people call this activity "receiving ancestors". In order to atone for his mother's sins, he went out to beg alms every day. He took a handful of scriptures, from south to north, from east to west, from one cabin to another, and took great pains. One night, he had a dream, which his mother told him. Mulin, I was reincarnated as a great white dog. If you miss me, you can see me. ? He took his mother by the hand and was about to ask her where she was born when he woke up from his dream. He felt very sorry. A few days later, Ding came to a rich family with the scriptures. The owner keeps a big white dog. Usually, dogs are very evil. The master was afraid that the white dog would bite, so he chained the dog to the post. It happened that the owner forgot to tie the dog. When Ding went in, the big white dog not only didn't bite him, but shook his head and tail and held his pants in his mouth, which was very affectionate. The master was very surprised. Only Ding said to the Great White Dog, If you are my mother, please jump on my shoulder, or go away. ? After listening to his words, the dog pounced on Ding's left shoulder with its front foot, and the owner could not resist. The master saw that the great white dog and Ding had a deep friendship, so he gave the great white dog to Ding. Ding made a laundry basket for the dog and put the Bible in it. He picked the burden and thought it was wrong to pick the scriptures behind him, so he changed his shoulder. I don't think it's right to pick a big white dog at the back, so I'll cross the burden. From then on, Ding carried the burden everywhere and gave it to the Great White Dog when eating.

Yi folk tales: the legend of Wang Shilong in Nanzhao

Wang Shilong, the eleventh of the thirteen Nanzhao kings, was a militant. When he acceded to the throne; Only 16 years old, youthful, arbitrarily assembling troops and launching wars at will. First, it launched a war to plunder western Sichuan, captured Dengzhou and Chengdu, and plundered tens of thousands of craftsmen from Sichuan to Nanzhao. Later, he attacked Guangxi and central Sichuan many times and plundered the population. He started wars again and again, and he was drafted into the army every year. Men in their prime were drafted into the army, and even men over 15 were later drafted into the army. As a result, large areas of land have to be left for women, the elderly, the sick and the disabled to farm. After a long time, the national grain depot was empty, the political situation was unstable, local chieftain disputes, and civil wars broke out in various places; The people are living in a state of war and chaos, and they are full of complaints. Folk songs were circulating everywhere at that time:? The cuckoo cries sadly, and the conscription is bitter. Men go to war and women farm. Iron clothing list, farmland shortage. The barren hills and wild dams are full of ghosts, and thousands of ghosts cry at dusk. ? This miserable life lasted for more than twenty years, until Shilong himself died in Jingjing Temple in Sichuan. The reason why Shilong was so belligerent was closely related to the political background of the frequent demise of Nanzhao rulers at that time and the brutality of Shilong itself. At that time, it was the late Nanzhao period, when Buddhism and Taoism stood in the balance and Taoism flourished. To celebrate their religion, Taoism also translated religious myths from historical events. In the folk, this father, who has been handed down from generation to generation, advised Hu Feng to be a devotee and respect Buddhism all his life. During his reign, he invited Zantuo Duoduo, a Buddhist from West India, to become a Buddhist in Nanzhao, and also betrothed his sister to Zantuo Duoduo as his wife. These efforts to persuade Hu Feng offended Taoist Zhang Tianshi and laid a curse for his son Shilong. When Hu Feng was still alive, Zhang Tianshi tried his best to cure him. This year, I advised Hu Feng to choose a concubine; He ordered Zantuo to choose. Zantoduoduo took many people to various places to choose, but strange things happened: everywhere Zantoduoduo went, he saw women with strange shapes, either superhuman powers or bull's head and horse's face, but he didn't see a woman with good facial features, let alone a woman with a good face. Zantuo Duoduo went to several places and finally returned empty-handed. The next year, he suggested Hu Feng and ordered Zantuo Duo to go out and re-select his concubine. This time, things are different. When Zantuo Duoduo and his men arrived in a small village not far from Wang Du, Zantuo Duoduo met a beautiful girl named Shimu who was only 16 years old. In Zantuo's view, there are really 32 phases and 18 kinds of beauty. Zantuo Duoduo brought her back and made her a concubine to convince Hu Feng, and he was also very satisfied. But strangely, one year, two years and three years have passed, and Jenny is still not pregnant. Please call the most knowledgeable doctor in Nan for diagnosis. It turned out that Jenny was beautiful, but she was born without children. Tell Hu Feng that he is dying, and he is worried that no one will succeed to the throne. In the spring of the fourth year, he suggested that Hu Feng order Zantuo to go out and choose a concubine for the third time. Zantuo Duo Duo took many people out again. Later, they chose a girl from a small fishing village. The girl's name is Nu, the daughter of a fisherman, and she is as beautiful as Jenny. My daughter entered the palace and became a concubine to persuade Hu Feng. The next year, she gave birth to a son. Shimu loves the girl's son very much because she has no children, and often takes care of him in her own palace. Unexpectedly, when this son was one year old, something strange happened: one day, Jenny was sitting by the bed holding this son to play, and the waiter suddenly exclaimed that Jenny was holding a dragon in her arms. Then one day, my son was sleeping in bed and the waiter suddenly saw a green snake. ? Whoosh Slowly climbed into his nostrils, but he woke up unharmed. Besides, this son's left hand is very special. He clenched his fist when he was born, and held it several years later until he was seven years old. When the fist is released, the palm pulse is actually two words:? Warlike? . This strange son is none other than Shilong. When he persuaded Hu Feng to die, he ascended the throne. Unsurprisingly, he was bellicose and waged war year after year, fulfilling the words in his palm. According to legend, all this was created by Zhang Tianshi, a Taoist. In a rage, Zhang Tianshi advised Feng not to believe in Taoism, but to believe in Buddhism, so that Shilong could ruin Nanzhao's country.

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