Qing Kong White Dragon

there's a bay on the west coast of the island called port seng.

there is a mountain in the port of zam, and its water pours down like a hundred feet of white cloth hanging on a cliff, and it is awesome.

year after year, a deep quagmire, known as the dragon stadium, was sprung at the foot of the ridge.

once upon a time, there was a white dragon.

every year of dry season, the dragon brings in the waters of the east sea, and it is sprouts down, making the villages of dozens of miles a year smooth.

haku is popularly known as "the white dragon of shang hong".

and one year, when it was dry, the white dragon was about to take water and rain, and the emperor heard a message from the king of the east sea and sent down a decree that he would no longer be allowed to go to the east sea.

the old white dragon had to go back to the dragon.

on the way there was nothing but charred, and marriage was made in the earth, and there was nothing in the hearts.

a young woman in a sack, kneeling on a hot beach, weeping in the face of the sea.

when the white dragon heard it, he went up and said, "why is your sister crying?" the woman sheds tears and looks like an old man with white hair and a sweet face, looking at herself with concern and feeling warm and crying.

the woman's name was qing lian, who died as a child and was led by his brother and sister-in-law, married to an unaccompanied child and married in love.

whoever knows that the good will will not last long and that they will not be married for more than half a year will be caught up in this dry season.

with no hope in the field, the husband invited his relatives to go fishing.

the boat was blown up by the wind and the husband died in the water, leaving behind a young widow who was helpless and miserable.

the white dragon listened with great sympathy and lamented: “don't be so sad, you can't come back from ancient times.

if you don't mind, i'll catch you three years of fish." "how does this make?" it's said, "there's no wind in the sea.

how can you afford it at your age?" white dragon said, "don't worry, i've got a point." the qinglians saw that he was sincere and whispered in his heart: "look at his face, he is also a victim of disaster." why don't i put a bit of bad faith in him and keep him." so i said, "i've never had a mother and a father since i was a kid." he says he's going to bow.

white dragon felt bad about it, stretched out his hand and laughed, saying, "you don't have to be polite, you're ashamed!" that night, the white dragon began repairing the ship with starlight.

qinglian came home, took out a crumb of rice and made a basket of rice as ordered by the white dragon.

the day after dawn, lian came to the sea with a basket and looked left and right, but couldn't find the damn boat, and was in a hurry, and when someone called her, he looked at her, and saw the white old dragon crawling out of a brand-new boat, he realized that his ship had been repaired, and he was so happy and grateful, and he went up and said, "dad, it's hard! let's eat!" white dragon ate rice and brought several fishers and went out to fish that day.

the fishing boats leave the harbour like arrowsI don't know.

White Dragon told the fisherman to spread the net, but he fell asleep with a “snolling” board.

He was only snoring, sweating and sweating, and he was drenched from his forehead and damped with the surface.

The fisherman was not surprised, but he was afraid to wake him up.

A while later, the snoring stopped, and he was sorely told, "Get off the net! Get off the net!" The fisherman heard the sound and rushed to the boat to pull up the net.

It's strange to say that a few people are pulling a large fishing net, but it's as light as a thread.

Pull, pull, pull out of the sea, full of big yellow fish, a gold bar of light, and the tails of life.

The fisherman was surprised and was busy pouring yellow fish into the cabin.

Who knows, the three cabins are full, and the fish in the net are not over.

Fishmen, look at me.

Look at you.

In the evening, the boat returned.

Qinglian has captured many big yellow fish and is so happy! People have heard that this white-haired old man is so capable of fishing that he has come to be the leader.

The White Dragon smiled and said yes.

Since then, the White Dragon has led us to catch the fish early in the dark.

Every time we go out to sea, it's full of fish, it's big and fat, and it's a good day for the folks.

Six months have passed.

One day, the White Dragon took everyone out again.

Qinglian is home with rice pieces that the White Dragon likes to eat and is expected to wait for the boat to return.

Wait till the sun sets and the moon rises and the boat returns.

Green Lotus was hungry and tired and snorted on the rocks...

and suddenly she looked forward to seeing her father.

I came in a hurry and said to her, "You take care of yourself, young man.

If you think of me, go down to Zingdong Ridge and put nine feet of white cloth in front of my house.

When you wake up, you know it's a dream and you're confused.

All of a sudden, there was nothing but a whirlwind wind on the surface of the sea pouring waves like mountains.

How big is the wind? All the stakes on the shore were blown and the hardest rocks were broken.

Looking at the gruesome sea, thinking of the tragedy of his husband, his face came out, he shivered, and he cried to the sound of the ocean.

Day after day, until the morning of the eighth day, the sea was calm, but the good-hearted white dragon never returned.

Qing Liang, thinking of what the White Dragon told her, decided to go down to Zhengzhou to find his father.

She made a bowl of rice that the old white dragon loved and left the folks on the road.

After a day and a day, after a village and a village, I came down to Jindong Ridge, and I looked at you, but I saw no family.

I'm scared.

There's a rock puddle at the foot of the ridge with a hundred feet of flying waterfall on it, like a white cloth.

Qing Liang put down the basket and take the rice and throw it in the pit.

Throw a piece of rice and call me Dad.

A moment of loss, a moment of screaming, a sudden wave of waves in the ditch, and a pair of horns slowly surfaced.

Qinglian got scared and heard itSays, "You don't have to be afraid, I'm your godfather." Qinglian listened and cried, "Dad, why are you acting like this?" "I was a white dragon here, and I did not expect to help the people fish, and I offended the King of East Hailong, who took a book in front of the Jade Emperor, saying that I killed aquariums, disturbed the Dragon Palace, and that the Jade Emperor had committed crimes against me and forbidden me to be free." Qinglian said: "It's in the heart!" "Ah! But those who work hard suffer, and those who are good will suffer? What's the point of living in this unfair world?" After that, she threw all the rice pieces into the pit and jumped on her own.

And when the Qinglian jumped into a dragon, they became a dragon, and were not in the clear water.

Subsequently, the local people established two congregations to commemorate them: a White Dragon Society and a Blue Dragon Society.

Every three years, a small session and a General Assembly every 12 years.

During the meeting, the drums were pounding, and the green, white, white, white, stylish, stylish and unholy。