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The Legend of Nanjing Goose Fairy Cave
According to legend, during the Song Renzong period of the Qing Dynasty (A.D. 104 1), the immortal ancestors of Jiulihu loved the scenic spot of Lingshan, turned it into nine cranes, and flew in the Goose Fairy Cave. The dreamer Zheng Guang inspired them to be infatuated with this land of geomantic omen. Zheng Guang mobilized its neighbors to donate money, and built a "Nine Carps Flying to the True" temple halfway up the mountain to worship nine immortals. Since then, the incense here has flourished, attracting tourists from home and abroad to travel, visit and pray for dreams. Celebrities such as Zhu, a philosopher in the Southern Song Dynasty, a scholar in the Ming Dynasty and Zhuang Hengyang, a scholar in the Qing Dynasty, all formed an indissoluble bond with the Goose Fairy Cave, leaving many unforgettable legends. In recent years, the Nanjing County Government and Jinshan Town have attached great importance to landscape construction, and all walks of life have donated money to speed up the construction of tourist areas, which has begun to take shape, making this wonderful scenic spot glow with more charming colors and become a place that tourists yearn for.

In the past, the number one scholar in middle school was not like acting. He was immediately named the governor of the Eight Mansions, holding a sword in his hand, returning home with clothes on, repaying kindness and revenge, and playing down a peg or two. After winning the first prize, Lauren just worked as an editor in the Hanlin Academy, feeling depressed. Once I asked for leave to go back to my hometown to visit relatives. My wife comforted her husband and took out her youngest son and said with a smile, "The child is really smart. He is only four years old and will be right. " Encourage the champion Lang to make couplets and let his son be right. Lauren was full of unhappiness and managed to say the word "day" Originally, it was very simple. The sky was on the ground and the sun was on the moon. Ordinary children will match it. But the lady just blinked her fingers and made some hints. The little boy missed the word "land" and saw his mother's movements. Looking down her finger, there is a lump of chicken shit on the ground, which is misunderstood. The exit answers "chicken shit". When the champion heard this, he was furious and shouted "Idiot!" The lady was very embarrassed and quickly solved it: "The child is scared by you. Please add another word." Lauren said "Dad" with a black face. The mother quickly pointed to her chest, suggesting that the child had been scared by the word "mother". Seeing her mother's breasts, she answered the word "milk" fluently. Lauren can't stand it anymore. She was angry and swore, "Son of a bitch, what hope is there?" She left home and never came back.

It turned out that Lauren ran away from home in a rage and came to Shishiyan, Zhangzhou, where she became a monk under the tutelage of the founder of Longku. Up to now, there is a man wearing a red robe sitting next to the founder of Shishi Yanlongku. He is the champion of Lauren.

Ten years later, in order to win a sigh of relief, Mrs. Luo took pains to guide her son to teach reading. Sure enough, my son lived up to his mother's painstaking efforts and became a top student in high school at the age of sixteen. On this day, it is Mrs. Luo's birthday, and it is a double happiness. Luo's house was full of fasting monks, and he made a surprise visit. Actually, Lauren is really back. He sat under the big tree at the door until the monks dispersed, and he was not bound by general fasting. He insisted on eating duck egg noodles prepared by his wife. Hearing this, the lady was overjoyed. Knowing that her husband had returned, she quickly leveled the line and went out with her hands behind her back to meet the champion Lang. At dusk, there is no one under the big tree. I saw two lines on the ground and wrote:

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Don't be an ox or a horse for future generations.