A short story of a famous person or folklore in Guangzhou.

It is said to be related to two pineapple trees at the entrance of Nanhai Temple. According to legend, a long time ago, Daxi Sikong, the messenger of the pineapple kingdom, came to Fuxi River mouth with a foreign merchant ship, went ashore for sacrifice, and planted two pineapple tree trees in front of the temple. But he longed for the beautiful scenery here, missed the time to return to the boat, stayed alone in the local area, stood in front of the temple for a long time, and became a stone man. The villagers sympathized with him and enshrined him in the temple, so Nanhai Temple was also called "Pineapple Temple".

2. Wuyang statue

It is said that Guangzhou was a vast and barren place in Zhou Yiwang more than 2,000 years ago. People worked hard all day to get enough food and clothes. One day, the sky was filled with Yue Xian. Five immortals wore colorful clothes, rode five sheep, and flew to Guangzhou with six ears of grain in their mouths. They left the ears of grain to the people of Guangzhou, wishing there would be no famine every year, and then drove Yunfei away, turning the sheep into stones.

Since then, Guangzhou has become a land of wealth. This touching legend has been passed down from generation to generation, hence the names "Yangcheng" and "Guangzhou City".

3. He Xiangu

He Xiangu is one of the Eight Immortals in Han folklore. She practiced hard and accumulated good deeds to become immortals. She is the only woman handed down from generation to generation by the Eight Immortals. The prototype is an extraordinary-looking woman who often holds a lotus flower.

There are many stories about her life. Among them, Zengcheng, Guangdong, said that He Tai's daughter went to play in the wild and met Zhang, who was traveling in the clouds. Sanxian gave her peaches, jujubes and mica flakes. Since then, she has never felt hungry again. She can predict the future and know the fate of people.

4. Shaqima

Legend has it that once upon a time, there was an old man who had been a snack for decades. One day, he got inspiration from scattered eggs and created a new snack. When the old man sold it, it was very popular. One day, the old man went out to sell this snack again. Because the road was rugged and narrow before, the old man walked in the middle of the road with two baskets of delicious food.

At this time, a man galloped over on a fast horse, and the old man couldn't dodge. Both baskets of snacks were knocked away and lost all their money. The rider left with dust, and the old man could only eat dumb losses. Later, old people's snacks became more and more famous. One day, the diners asked the old man the name of his sweet and crisp dessert. The old man had a flash of light and answered "Kill the horse". Later, people refined "killing horses" into Shaqima.

5, Hualin Temple monk-iron belly laughing monk

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, there was an iron-bellied monk named Master Guangyuan at Hualin Temple in Xiguan, which was said to be a monk from Luofu Mountain. About one day in the second year of Xuantong, the laughing monk and twelve or three converted disciples had tea in the hall, discussing Buddhism and teaching Zen. One of the disciples suddenly talked about Shaolin Zen, saying that Shaolin Temple inherited Mo's legacy, and Zen, boxing and medicine were integrated.

The monk Guangyuan nodded and said yes, then patted his stomach and said with a smile, "Zen is here!" " A disciple asked curiously, "Master, your stomach is so big that it looks like Maitreya." Can you stand it if you are hit with a mallet? "Guangyuan monk smiled and said," You can't stand it. Can we still talk about Zen here? "This statement makes people more curious, and someone immediately offered to give it a try. Master Guangyuan nodded in agreement.

At first, his disciples hit him in the stomach at will, but they didn't dare to contribute. Every time they hit him, they heard a bang, just like hitting an airbag with their hands. Master Guangyuan told everyone to work hard. After that, he left his seat and walked into the hall, where he opened his horse and was beaten. Everyone punched me, so tired that they laughed like monks, as if nothing had happened.

Since then, many martial artists have worshipped at the gate of Hualin Temple because they could not defeat him.

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