一大早陶门神就起了,站在屋子中央,吩咐一声:“关闭城门。”夫人便笑眯眯地,去吱吱呀呀关上自家大门。水早温好,盛进一大木盆。门神躺进去,闭目养神,直至水微凉。陶门神有一怪,请画版之前必要沐浴、净手、焚香、叩头,尤其是请钟馗之前。人家不叫雕,不叫刻,不叫画,叫请。门神一身清爽,飘然去了书房。这一日,他不吃,不喝,夫人也决不去请三问四。傍黑时分,门神摇摇晃晃拉开房门,喊:“渴啦!”院子里一丛翠竹下,夫人 Early in the morning, the Taoist god stood up and stood in the center of the house and commanded it: “Close the gate. ” The lady smiles, goes to creak and closes her own door. Water temperature is good, Sheng into a large tub. God lay inside, eyes closed, until the water is cool. Pottery god has a strange, please take a bath before the painting version, net hand, incense, kowtow, especially before the clock. People do not call the carved, not called engraved, not called painting, called please. God a refreshing, floating to the study. This day, he does not eat or drink, and his wife will never ask three questions and four. Near black, the door god staggered open the door, shouting: “thirsty! ” A bunch of bamboo under the yard, my wife