The man playing the flute heavenly

Publicado en 20 Junio 2015

Many years ago, at the foot of the Five Finger mountains, there lived a man who wonderfully played the bamboo flute. He played so well that the oriole did not dare to compete with him not blackbird sang such beautiful melodies and even the lark trilled with so rich sonority. When he began to play the flute, the birds stopped in midair, farmers who tilled the land, leaving their tasks; elders felt rejuvenated and children jumped for joy ... And his music was so beautiful that people believed he had come down from heaven, so he was nicknamed "Man playing flute celestial".
One day, King-South Sea Dragon deities entertained with a banquet on the beach. Eight thousand geniuses with rich exotic clothes chatted and enjoyed drinking around the host, wearing a habit girded with a belt of jade. And precisely the same day of the festival, after walking ten days and ten nights, the "heavenly man playing flute 'arrived at the beach to fish. He handed the network over the calm sea, he sat down on a clean, smooth stone and began to play the flute. In that moment, when the King-Dragon raised his glass in a toast to his guests, he heard a wonderful as he had never thought to hear sound. Each and every one of the gods were suspended, even they forgot the tables laden with delicacies and dropped their cups of jade. The man with the flute did not know and could not imagine that, at the time, many gods were listening to playing his flute. And the gods, meanwhile, were convinced that whoever touched so surely must have fallen from the sky above the human world.

Both liked the King-Dragon sound of that flute performer would find to teach his son to play the instrument. And, following the direction from which the sound came, and found the man, who picked up his network, put the flute in his wide belt and followed the King-Dragon to his palace.

It had been three years and the King's son had learned to play the bamboo flute, so the flutist, who missed much his family and his people, begged his father to let him go home. The grateful King granted it and motioned for his son to accompany the teacher to chose two gifts quisiera- -the real treasure. There were red, yellow, blue ... precious stones; glittering gold bullion, and hundreds of thousands of precious objects. Flutist carefully around the room Treasure Dragon King and saw a cylindrical basket made of bamboo strips, thought: "This tool can be used to save me shrimp and fish catch". He took it and held it to his belt. Then, in a closet, he discovered a raincoat and thought: "With this film I can go to the beach to fish even on days of rain and wind." And this was the second and last gift she chose.

Leaving the room accompanied treasure-Dragon King's son, this very puzzled, asked:

Why have you chosen these simple objects through piles of gold and silver, pearls and precious stones?

The teacher replied with a smile:

-The Gold and precious stones are spent and disappear. Instead, with this basket of bamboo and raincoat, I can go fishing every day and, with the fish I catch, I never pass hunger.

But when he returned home and was first to fish, he found that those two gifts were really two wonderful objects. Returning from fishing bamboo basket of gleaming fish always overflowing, and the layer, deployed, he took him flying into the South Sea, the fishing spot.

Thus, with the basket of bamboo and raincoat, he came flying over the mountains Five Fingers, and as soon as he played his flute, the sound spread across the sky and the world overflowed with joy and happiness.

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