The legend of Ganzhuang Mountain

Legend has it that a long time ago, one night, a light came out of the big sun mountain, which instantly lit up the sky, and the whole Zhuang township was as bright as day. Just when everyone was surprised, a baby was born, and that baby was Buluotuo. When Buluotuo grew up, he saw that heaven and earth were chaotic and everything was irregular, so he opened heaven and earth, fixed everything and made grains, which made great contributions to people's life stability and was honored as the "ancestor of Zhuang people's humanities." Later, Buluotuo married a beautiful woman nearby. The woman named Mulega gave birth to five children for Buluotuo. That day, Buluotuo was carrying a pair of big baskets, with five children at one end and bedding and clothes at the other. Le Jia's mother went out to work with a hoe on her shoulder and a sickle in her hand. Walking, she found that the child and the laundry basket suddenly disappeared. The couple immediately rushed to the top of Dail, stood at the highest point in the west, looked around, and still didn't see the five children. So he moved the stone away to form a platform, which was later called "Prince's Terrace". Gibraltar and his wife boarded the observation platform and looked south. They saw a big arc gap dug where the hoe sickle fell, and the rain in the sky gathered in the sewer after falling, forming the Youjiang River. Buluotuo and Mule musicians have no intention of visiting rivers and mountains, but just look up to the west. I saw five children crawling in Pingchuan ten miles away. Mother Le Jia shouted "child" excitedly when she saw it. As soon as the shouts fell, five children sat motionless on the ground, and a bag of cigarettes turned into five hills, which people called "Wuzi Mountain". Because "Zi" and "Zhi" are homophonic, later generations called it "Wuzhishan".

"Wow ..." Suddenly, the five sons who were alive became five mountains, and their parents' calls could no longer be heard. The Buluotuo couple burst into tears, turned up the clods at their feet with their hands frantically and threw them around Mount Dahl. Knowing where these clods went, they soon grew into connected mountains, connected with Wuzi Mountain and surrounded by Ganzhuang Mountain. Since then, there has been a "Dare Mountain" mountain range in Zhuangxiang.

In the Ming Dynasty, it is said that there was a geography teacher named Guo Ziru in Jiangxi, who studied Yin and Yang gossip all his life and loved to explore the treasure land of Feng Shui. In his later years, he took several disciples from Jiangxi along "Long Mai" to Yunnan to see Feng Shui, and then from Yunnan along "Long Mai" to Guangxi. When Guo Ziru took his disciples to Mount Dahl, he finally determined that the "dragon head" he was looking for was Mount Dahl. Guo Ziru was very excited to find the "dragon head". On that day, he wrote such a couplet in Ganzhuang Mountain: In early spring, the scenery rose brightly to urge the swallows to talk, and the breeze exposed the flowers, but the partners sang softly. This pair of couplets is recorded in Tian Yang County Records. These beautiful legends add mystery to Ganzhuang Mountain. It has been hundreds of years since Buluotuo and Mumusicians came to earth. For hundreds of years, they have given birth to countless children, and there are countless grandchildren. Buluotuo is also old, and his children and grandchildren are all over the cottage tribes, and now he is a great-grandfather. He wants to go out and see what the world he created in Buluotuo has become, and how should his descendants live and be filial? He thought that on the tenth day of October after the autumn harvest, people were busy celebrating the harvest. Buluotuo became an old beggar in rags, with a long beard and long hair, and came to a small hut far away from Mount Dahl. As soon as they entered the village, people met the smelly beggar old man. Some adults ran away like a plague, and the little dolls laughed around him. But Buluotuo didn't take the cold shoulder seriously at all. He walked into the home of a person who was piling things up and tentatively asked the housewife, "What are you piling up?" Seeing Buluotuo's beggar-like appearance, the housewife swore in a low voice, picked up a dustpan and walked away. Buluotuo entered another house and was bored again. No one in the village handed him a Ciba. Only a pair of orphans and a young cowherd kindly invited him home for dinner. The big boy also mended Buluotuo's clothes, and the little boy combed his hair to catch lice.

Buluotuo's heart cooled when he saw this situation. However, he did not believe that his descendants would have such an unfilial bastard. The next morning, he took a broken bowl to beg, only to see that those people still closed the door and wouldn't let him in; Some even discussed it quietly and killed him to eat. It was the young brothers who sincerely accepted him. He was disappointed and determined to punish these unfilial bastards. So, he told his little brothers that if there is heavy wind and rain these days, they must run to the nearest big tree as soon as possible, hold on to the trunk tightly and never run around. Say that finish and left.

A few days later, it was really windy and rainy. Following Buluotuo's instructions, the orphan brothers ran to the old tree and hugged the trunk to avoid the wind and rain safely. Other people in the village camp, especially those with ulterior motives, were blown into the hole by the strong wind, and the hole was blocked by the big stones that came later. Later, people in nearby villages invited skilled craftsmen to dig holes to save people, but only one layer of skin was dug for three days and three nights, and the hole could not be opened for three years. This is the story of Feng Dongyan.