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东晋志怪小说：神仙传
Ge Hong
"The Legend of Immortals" is a collection of ancient supernatural novels written by Ge Hong in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. The book contains the deeds of dozens of immortals in ancient Chinese legends. The works are famous for their rich imagination and vivid narratives. This book is worth reading for readers interested in such topics. There are many stories in "The Legend of Immortals", so it is quite long. Most of the storylines are complex, strange and vivid. For example, "The Biography of Luan Ba" tells the story of the immortal Luan Ba who eliminates harm for the people. In the middle, it tells the story of a temple ghost who turned into a scholar and deceived the prefect into giving him a daughter. When Luan Ba saw this, he tried to drive it away, causing the temple ghost to appear as an old raccoon dog. The story depicts the magical power of Taoism with vivid plots. Although there are few words, it creates a positive image of eliminating harm for the people. This book records the stories of eighty-five immortals in ancient legends, and is generally written after the "Biography of Immortals". Two of them, Rong Chenggong and Peng Zu, appear again in "Biography of Immortals". Many of the characters are not Taoist priests, but they were all "invited" by Ge Hong into the biography. Although the stories are bizarre, many of them are often cited in health-preserving literature of later generations; some of the contents are also of reference significance for the study of ancient Chinese health-preserving academics.
"The Legend of Immortals" is a collection of ancient supernatural novels written by Ge Hong in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. The book contains the deeds of dozens of immortals in ancient Chinese legends. The works are famous for their rich imagination and vivid narratives. This book is worth reading for readers interested in such topics. There are many stories in "The Legend of Immortals", so it is quite long. Most of the storylines are complex, strange and vivid. For example, "The Biography of Luan Ba" tells the story of the immortal Luan Ba who eliminates harm for the people. In the middle, it tells the story of a temple ghost who turned into a scholar and deceived the prefect into giving him a daughter. When Luan Ba saw this, he tried to drive it away, causing the temple ghost to appear as an old raccoon dog. The story depicts the magical power of Taoism with vivid plots. Although there are few words, it creates a positive image of eliminating harm for the people. This book records the stories of eighty-five immortals in ancient legends, and is generally written after the "Biography of Immortals". Two of them, Rong Chenggong and Peng Zu, appear again in "Biography of Immortals". Many of the characters are not Taoist priests, but they were all "invited" by Ge Hong into the biography. Although the stories are bizarre, many of them are often cited in health-preserving literature of later generations; some of the contents are also of reference significance for the study of ancient Chinese health-preserving academics.
The Sky Scratched by Wings
General Fiction被翅膀划伤的天空
Ge Hong
For a long time, I didn't want to recall the days when I first arrived in Shanghai, because I was down and out in those days. But those colorful buses still appear in front of me from time to time, and I can still hear the deep complaints made by their wheels on the hot asphalt road and the long or short sighs conveyed by their horns. I can still see my shiny jeans again and again, stained with the tired dust of running around. When it got dark, I rushed to the hotel. The hotel was in a hidden corner of Yangpu. There are always a group of girls wearing bright makeup standing on both sides of the path leading to the hotel. They always appear in the evening, and when you pass them, you must receive their looks of disdain, indifference, or a little sympathy. The smell of perfume and sweat from their bodies plays unbridled in the air, making a headache-inducing sound.
For a long time, I didn't want to recall the days when I first arrived in Shanghai, because I was down and out in those days. But those colorful buses still appear in front of me from time to time, and I can still hear the deep complaints made by their wheels on the hot asphalt road and the long or short sighs conveyed by their horns. I can still see my shiny jeans again and again, stained with the tired dust of running around. When it got dark, I rushed to the hotel. The hotel was in a hidden corner of Yangpu. There are always a group of girls wearing bright makeup standing on both sides of the path leading to the hotel. They always appear in the evening, and when you pass them, you must receive their looks of disdain, indifference, or a little sympathy. The smell of perfume and sweat from their bodies plays unbridled in the air, making a headache-inducing sound.