【正文】 pete with Huang Ying. Meng old man loves her as a treasure. On this day, Meng Jiangnu finished sewing and went to the back garden to relax. In the garden, the lotus is in full bloom, and the water is as blue as blue. Suddenly, a pair of big butterflies fall on the lotus leaves by the side of the pool, which attracts her attention. She walks over and pours with a fan. She doesn39。t want to disturb Meng Jiangnu. I told her that I was guilty again and again. Meng Jiangnu saw that Wan Xi39。s like crying blood cuckoos and looking at the moon. The cry moved the world, the white clouds stopped for it, and the birds kept silent. I cried for three days and three nights. Suddenly, I heard the roar of the mountain. The earth was shaking and the rocks were flying. The great wall collapsed 800 Li, revealing Wan Xiliang39。t eat and sleep. In a hurry, she made cotton padded clothes and traveled thousands of miles to build the Great Wall. But when Meng Jiangnu got there, she realized that her husband had already died. So she burst out crying, crying for three days and three nights. Her cry was earth shaking, and the great wall collapsed 800 miles long. Later, Meng Jiangnu jumped into the rough sea and killed herself. Tourist friends, what a moving story it is! The Great Wall has condensed the blood and sweat of millions of working people! Dear tourist friends, do you know that the stone we step on now weighs two or three kilograms. At that time, there were no trains, cars or cranes. Do you know how these stones were brought up? That is, they were carried up the steep mountains step by step by countless shoulders and hands. Dear tourists, the Great Wall is very beautiful. I can39。s grave. Finally, she cried down the Great Wall. Let39。t know fatigue, day and night constantly forward, this day finally came to the foot of the Great Wall. But there are tens of thousands of people under the Great Wall. Where can I find them? She asks everyone. The kindhearted people tell her that Wan Xiliang died of fatigue and was buried in the Great Wall to build a wall. Hearing this, Meng Jiangnu felt like a knife in her heart. She asked the kindhearted migrant workers to lead her to the great wall where Wan Xiliang was buried. Sitting at the foot of the city, Meng Jiangnu was filled with grief and indignation: she wanted to find her husband to give her cold clothes. She had gone through all kinds of difficulties and dangers. In the end, she couldn39。s yard. Meng and Jiang were very friendly, so they made an appointment with each other in autumn and married half of the gourd family. In autumn, it turned out to be a big gourd. Meng and Jiang were very happy. They picked the gourd and prepared to share it. Suddenly, hearing the cries of children ing from the gourd, old man Meng was very strange, so he cut the gourd with a knife. Ah! There was a little girl sitting in the gourd with a red face and a round mouth, which was very popular. The old Jiang39。s conscience was well written and polite,