Brethren

a long time ago, on the shore of the zhejiang river, a hard-working young couple lived.

the wife is pregnant for a year, and she gives birth to a weirdo, like a human being, like a snake.

when the elders knew, they were furious and determined that it was an evil thing, forcing the couple to immediately kill the baby.

the husband and the wife had to bite their teeth and told the man to pick up his feet and dump the baby in the pool in front of the door.

a few days later, the wife got out of bed and went to the poaching pool to find rice, and she saw her son swim from the bouquet to the stone port and ask for milk from her mother.

mother always loved her son, so she picked up and fed her son three times a day.

one day, two days, three hundred and sixty days later, the son grew up and became a dragon.

the news came to the ears of the old chief, who knew that the freak had grown up, instead of dying, and was angry, so he came up with a poison to kill it.

one day at noon, the old man hid a firewood knife next to him and hid in the pool.

by the time the woman was fishing for rice, she saw a little dragon swim to the shore and ask for milk.

the old man threw a knife in his face and little dragon was in the pool.

but late, this knife cut off the tail of the dragon, bleeding for a while.

it happened that a beautiful big butterfly was in the pool, and when the butterfly saw the dragon suffer for no reason, without its tail, with its heart full of compassion, it flew right over it, attached itself to its tail, and became a beautiful dragon tail.

and it was at this point that the wind was raging, and the clouds were raging, and the petals of the bouquets of the bouquets were swung up, and the dragon jumped out of the bouquets, filled with petals of the bouquets, and went straight to the sky.

the old man was scared to death.

little dragon's mother saw her son flying in the clouds, crying three times with tears, but the little dragon was gone.

since then, every drought on both sides of the tsang creek, the dragons have come to rain and rain, which has allowed their families to harvest.

in order to thank it, the people in the glamorous neighborhood make plasters and butterflies, and produce the famous "breather dragons" that thrive every spring festival, where they dance to celebrate and celebrate.

according to the zhejiang legend