The unicorn, a fictional creature from Western mythology, is shaped like a white horse with a single horn in front of its forehead. It has always been a symbol of nobility, pride and purity in Western mythology. Quán shū [quán shū] comes from the one-horned horse in the Eastern Classic of Mountains and Seas, cultural differences are different, why are the legendary fictional creatures so similar?
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Under the broad culture of our country, a lot of strange books were born, "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" as a strange ancient book, there are a variety of incredible things in the book, the creation time of the book has been difficult to confirm, and I don't know who the creator is, because the age is too long, some say that many people work together to complete, some say that it is made up by one person...
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This time we want to talk about a strange horse recorded in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas and the Classic of The Northern Mountains", let's first look at the original text - (QiuRu Mountain) and three hundred miles north, known as the belt mountain, on which there is more jade, and the bottom is more green and green. There are beasts, whose shape is like a horse, whose horn is wrong, and whose name is quán shū, which can put out fire.
Translation: Three hundred miles north of Qiuru Mountain, there is a belt mountain, there are many jade stones on the mountain, and there are many green and green under the mountain. There is a beast here, which looks like a horse, has a single horn on its forehead, and its name is quán shū, which can put out fire.
There is also a kind of "horse" (bó) horse that is particularly similar to the quán shū, which is also a one-horned, ox-tailed and white body.
At that time, when Xiao Ke saw this, Xiao Ke suddenly flashed a glimmer of inspiration in his mind! Isn't this a unicorn? Then I quickly consulted the books to learn about the fictional creature unicorns in Western mythology.
The legend of the unicorn appears to have existed in Europe from an early historical point of view, and it is recorded in the Old Testament, but the unicorn may have appeared earlier than the Old Testament, so I ventured to speculate on an idea.
I believe that everyone knows one or two about the split of the continental plate, so I will not go into detail here. Combining the above two fictional creatures, can we see that before the continental plate splits, these strange things have been imagined by people.
After many centuries of evolution, it has evolved into a different name, or opinion, across continents. Because in Arabia, India and North Africa there are also such unicorn creatures, unlike the descriptions in Eastern and Western mythology, where the unicorn is described as a symbol of ferocity.
As a strange ancient book "native to the East", the things recorded are similar to the fictional creatures in many different regions, which is really fascinating, and sure enough, once history reaches the time of all origins, many unrelated things will be linked.
The end brings you a short story, collected in a jumble of folklore, all of which are fictional. Of course, these little stories look very interesting, and everyone should be happy!
(Friends with various small stories can leave a message in the comment area, and Xiao Ke will try to find some similar fictional creatures in ancient books, which is a fun for everyone.) ）
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The story takes place at the foot of a mountain where the land is not rich, but it is not very barren, and people who rely on the mountain to eat the mountains always have many ways to eat plants that are difficult to find in the city now.
Men with better hands can often catch some grass carp and the like, they are grateful for this land, they love this land, it is the mountains that have nurtured them for generations! And there is an unwritten rule in the village, which prohibits the big mountain of Ho ho!
Although they rely on the mountain to eat the mountain, they know that they need to use it for the mountain and need to return it to the mountain. All the people in the village obeyed this rule, and no one was making a big fuss about food.
Women at home to see the children, occasionally go up the mountain to pick wild vegetables, hungry let the men into the mountains to catch a grass carp everywhere to relieve the hunger, this is still the era of wearing coarse cloth linen, no mobile phones, no technology, some are just the rules handed down from generation to generation.
The men took the half-grown children of the village up the mountain to prepare winter goods this time, winter is coming, and heavy snow will soon cover the forest path, when the forest is no longer the home of human beings, but the dormant period of nature.
It is strange to say that this year's forest seems to be particularly quiet, not without that sense of bustle, but some are too quiet, as if the volume of the mountain has been turned off, quiet and terrible.
The men are not afraid, there are many people on their side, no matter what jackals, tigers and leopards will run away when they see them. But unconsciously the pace slowed down, making a violent sound to drive away the unknown.
Children did not dare to squeak, at that time children were raised under the "stick" of their parents, for the majesty of the father did not say a "no" word, the respective fathers seem to have found something, afraid that their voices will make trouble, one by one with bean sprouts, watching the road follow the adults.
I don't know how long later, I saw that there seemed to be a group of wild horses grazing in front of me, and the horses were all snow-white, standing on a small grassy area, and the wind blew through the mane around their necks, and they couldn't say the spirit!
Children are stunned, from childhood to follow the adults into the mountains is nothing more than watching adults fishing and the like, who has ever seen such a white horse? When you go forward to the city, you see people riding horses on the street and feel a special spirit, and this white horse seems to be even more spirited!
The adults only feel weird, usually there are horses in the mountains? And it's still a bunch! I couldn't help but have doubts in my heart, and beckoned the children who were watching from the sidelines to hurry up, which was unreasonable, and they had to hurry out of here.
A group of them hurriedly got some winter goods, hurried down the mountain, and when they arrived at the mouth of the village, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and when they were still little farts, their fathers warned them: "When you see something on the mountain that you haven't seen before, you must hurry up and leave, don't be nostalgic, it will make you planted in the mountain!" ”
Once upon a time, there was a scholar who went to the mountains to look for some phoenix, although he picked up a life, but his eyes were still pecked by birds, and he had nothing to do with the name of the work from then on! Apparently, the men scrupulously obeyed their fathers' words.
When the men arrived at home, they couldn't help but talk to their daughters-in-law about the white horse they saw today, and the women were also amazed, but the white horse was a white horse, the day was the day, today they ate and they had to eat tomorrow, they sent their families to sleep early, and they went to prepare firewood tomorrow morning.
But this sleep does not matter, the next morning the children found the adults said that they dreamed of a white horse at night, there is a bull horn at the door of the brain, the villagers think that their children are frightened by the white horse, hurry the land long and short "calling the soul". (Folklore has it that the frightened child is scared away by the "soul", and the adults call "soul" and come back, of course, just to coax the child!) Ha ha! ）
After that, this matter was also resolved, and the people of the village did not take it seriously, in fact, there was nothing wrong, but the child watched the white horse and rode the white horse at night.
This story is told by a water friend who refuses to reveal his name, only a few words, I gave it another processing, and I hope that all the friends Haihan ah!
Well, we will say here, there are a variety of small stories of friends can leave a message in the comment area, Xiao Ke will try to find some similar fictional creatures in the ancient books of Zhiwei, which is a fun for everyone.
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