#民间传说 #
More than 2,000 years ago, at the foot of Siming Mountain, there was an old man who was more than half a hundred years old. His wife died long ago, leaving only a teenage child. Get by making up some rough baskets for people. This child was born with a fetal disease, walking a little lame, and not standing very steadily. The father hoped that the child would be well as soon as possible, and specially named his son Tarzan. I hope that when the child grows up, he will stand as steady as Tarzan.
There is a bamboo forest in front of Taishan's house, whenever the spring flowers bloom, Little Taishan looks at the bamboo shoots breaking out of the soil, knotting to the soil, turning into a bamboo plant, feeling very magical. When his father went to the bamboo forest, he also followed him, cut down the young bamboo that could not be made into wood, and used these fresh and soft young bamboo to make small bamboo baskets, small bird cages, small bamboo houses, and small bamboo horses to play. The father saw that the child was skillful and wanted the child to learn the craft as soon as possible, so he said to his son: "Taishan, are you willing to learn to weave bamboo baskets with me?" ”
"Yes!" Tarzan replied innocently, "But I don't like to weave thick baskets." ”
The father was embarrassed and said, "Where to learn bamboo work?" There is no way to go all over the world! Tarzan said, "Well, let me learn the craft of carpentry." ”
The father planned to find a good master for his son, inquire and inquire, and when he found out that Lu Ban was a master and a famous teacher, he led Taishan to Shandong. On the road, Taishan also brought a bundle of bamboo with him to prepare to work on the craft of weaving bamboo when he had time.
Lu Ban saw that Tarzan's right foot was a little limp, so he was displeased, and when he saw that he had brought a bundle of bamboo with him, he felt even more confused. Instead, Taishan was obedient; when he saw Lu Ban, he immediately said that the master was kneeling and praying, and he ignored the inconvenience of his right knee, and when he knelt down, the pain on the tendons and veins on his right forehead also moved. Lu Ban saw it, and was also moved by the sincerity of Taishan Ganli's request for a teacher, so he reluctantly accepted this apprentice.
Tarzan restricted Lu Ban to learn the craft, worked diligently, and was also smart, but Lu Ban was always not very happy with him, and hated him for fiddling with the bundle of bamboo when he was empty, so he rarely taught him the skills. Thanks to Taishan Guanming's eagerness to learn, he would be able to see it at a glance, and in less than a year, he secretly learned the basic skills of sawing, axe, planing, and chiseling. He used these woodworking tools to process the bamboo: with an axe the bamboo wire was cleaved thinner, with planers the bamboo chips were shaved more glamorously, and with a chisel the round holes in the bamboo poles were chiseled more roundly. In this way, the bamboo chairs, bamboo boxes, and bamboo baskets he made were more elaborate, and the surface of the bamboo ware was also woven with various patterns of green and yellow crosses.
One night, after Tarzan had gone to bed, he was in front of the window, using the moonlight to weave a bamboo basket with a bamboo basket. It happened that Lu Ban came back from the workshop, and he saw that Tarzan was not sleeping, so he strolled over. When Tarzan saw the master coming to him, he hurriedly put down the bamboo basket in his hand and stood up. When Lu Ban saw that Tarzan was fiddling with bamboo again, he said with a straight face: "Taishan, you have been studying art with me for a year, and you don't have the heart to study the carpentry craft, but you engage in these crooked and evil ways, and I am afraid that you will not be able to become a great instrument in the future." Not only is this not good for you, it will damage my reputation. Tomorrow you will go home! ”
When Tarzan heard this, he was really surprised and was trying to distinguish, but Lu Ban flicked his hand and went straight to sleep.
The next day, tarzan, with two lines of tears, knelt down with difficulty and bid farewell to the master and went home.
The days passed quickly, and the plum blossoms under the Siming Mountain opened and thanked, thanked and opened, and unconsciously three years passed. On a bright spring sunny day, Lu Ban went to Hangzhou's West Lake to build a pavilion, and after building it, he stopped by the Siming Mountains to visit the customs and customs. In a small town rich in Jiangnan flavor, he savored the timeless architectural art of Jiangnan, and suddenly saw a group of people around a group of people in front of the bamboo shop who did not know what to buy. Lu Ban was curious and walked over.
When he looked at the shop, the bamboo house was cleverly set together with large and small bamboo poles, which were both elegant and chic, and light and firm. Lu Ban couldn't help but nod his head in approval frequently. When he tiptoed up, after looking inside, he couldn't help but issue an exclamation of "ah", it turned out that the crafts and daily necessities made of bamboo were sold inside, including bamboo baskets, bamboo plates, bamboo pots, bamboo boxes and other small items, as well as bamboo chairs, bamboo boxes, bamboo beds, bamboo cabinets and other large items, making chic and flat, exquisite and exquisite and bamboo house architecture to form an organic whole, with a unique style.
Lu Ban looked at the old man who sold bamboo utensils again, and felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while. He squeezed into the crowd, came to the old man, and bowed deeply: "Old master, may I ask if these exquisite bamboo products come from that famous master?" ”
While doing business, the old man replied, "This is what my son did, and he is not a master." "Ah! Did your son do it?! Where is he? I want to meet him. "Well, it's in the back room, I'm going to take care of the business here, please go in by yourself."
Lu Ban thanked the old man and went inside. I saw a young master looking down and concentrating on weaving a delicate bamboo basket, his hands deftly changing bamboo wire, and a carpentry axe, chisel and planer at his side. The young master saw someone coming in and slowly raised his head. Lu Ban looked at it and couldn't help but be stunned, ah!
I really couldn't have dreamed that he was Tarzan, the apprentice who was fired by himself three years ago.
When Taishan saw the master come to him, he was surprised and happy, while secretly hiding the basket in his hand behind his back, while calling the master, he turned and turned to meet him, and he knelt down towards the master with great difficulty, and the veins on his right forehead were beating fiercely.
Lu Ban hurried over, helped Taishan up, waved his hand, and said, "I don't deserve it, I don't deserve to be your master!" Taishan opened his eyes and looked at Lu Ban with confusion: "Master, you are my master, how can you say that you are not worthy?" ”
Lu Ban shook his head with shame on his face and repeated, "I don't deserve anything, I don't deserve anything..."
Tarzan hurriedly invited Lu Ban to sit down and said, "Master, although you dismissed me, I have applied the carpentry skills you taught me to the production of bamboo, and although this craft is hated by the master, you..."
Before Tarzan could finish speaking, Lu Ban kept saying, "No, no, these bamboo weaving crafts are very beautiful!" Lu Ban took a bamboo basket that Tarzan was just weaving, "How exquisitely woven, it is more delicate than my carving, warp pieces, weft pieces, put together seamlessly, this is a real craftsmanship!" ”
Tarzan's eyes were full of tears, and he grabbed Lu Ban's hands in surprise: "Master, do you really like these bamboo weaving skills?" ”
Lu Ban tightly held Tarzan's hands, and internally blamed himself for only having the ingenuity to do craftsmanship, but not the eyesight to identify talents, and he said in a loud voice: "I don't know Taishan with my eyes, I really have eyes that don't recognize Taishan!" ”
Since then, Taishan's bamboo weaving craft has been passed down from generation to generation. Later, more and more bamboo weaving artists, they also in the basket, bottle, jar, box on the basis of the compilation of screens, animals, characters, etc., these exquisite bamboo weaving craft flowers, not only bloomed in china, but also fragrance floated overseas, deeply loved by foreign friends.
Until now, in the Shengxian area where bamboo weaving artists gather, just like carpenters respect Lu Ban as their ancestor, Taishan is still the founder of bamboo weaving!
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