La légende raconte que le fameux docteur Hua Tuo des Trois Royaumes plantait différentes sortes de fleurs et d’herbes dans sa cour et son arrière-cour. Il insistait pour goûter soigneusement chaque herbe afin d’en découvrir les propriétés avant de les prescrire à ses patients ; ainsi, il n’avait jamais fait une prescription nocive. Voir plus: http://fr.clearharmony.net/
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Bienvenue sur le podcast (vidéo) « De mémoire de Ginkgo ». Depuis la nuit des temps, Ginkgo Biloba est le témoin silencieux des mythes et des récits de la civilisation chinoise et plus loin encore.
Nous nous proposons d’être les passeurs de sa mémoire, des histoires qu’il a préservées au cœur de sa sève et au plus profond de ses racines.
A travers ces récits, nous vous invitons à vous plonger dans la culture traditionnelle chinoise et la profonde sagesse qui l’accompagne.
Le temps d’une histoire, mettez de côté le tumulte de vos problématiques contemporaines, et laissez-vous porter quelques instants vers un voyage dans un monde d’une sagesse millénaire, vers l’Authenticité, la Bonté et la Tolérance.
Hello, from the memory of Ginko, I welcome you, a window on traditional Chinese culture,
ancient stories and their profound wisdom to offer inspiration to both small and large,
an invitation for a journey towards authenticity, goodness and tolerance.
We are walking in the apricot forest, Hua Tuo and the pavilions.
Legend has it that the famous Dr. Hua Tuo of the Three Kingdoms
planted different kinds of flowers and herbs in his courtyard and his backyard.
He insisted on carefully tasting each herb,
in order to discover its properties before prescribing them to his patients.
Thus, he had never made a harmful prescription.
One day, someone gave Hua Tuo a pavilion plant that he planted in his courtyard.
After he had tasted the leaf, the stem and the flower,
he decided that there was nothing special about it
and that as a medicinal plant, the pavilion had no interest.
Also, he did not use it for his prescriptions.
One late evening, Hua Tuo was reading a book under the lamp
when he suddenly heard a woman crying.
He raised his head and saw through the window
a beautiful woman crying in the light of the moon.
Hua Tuo, disconcerted, went out into the courtyard, but saw no one.
Where he had seen the woman, there was a pavilion plant.
The thought came to him that the woman was the pavilion,
but almost immediately he shook his head and laughed at this absurd idea.
Hua Tuo said to the pavilion,
You have nothing unique from head to toe.
How could I use you for medicine?
He went back to his room and continued his reading.
As soon as Hua Tuo sat down, he heard the woman crying again.
When he went out to check for the second time, there was still nothing,
except the pavilion.
The incident repeated itself several times that night.
Disconcerted by the strange incident, Hua Tuo woke up his wife
to tell him in detail what had happened.
His wife looked at the flowers and herbs in the garden and said,
Each of the herbs, each of the trees of this garden has served to save many lives,
except this pavilion.
I guess this pavilion is suffering because you declared it useless as a medicinal herb
before discovering its properties.
Hua Tuo laughed and said,
I tested all the herbs and carefully learned their medicinal nature.
I always took the best part of each herb,
without forgetting a single one that can be used to heal.
As for this pavilion, I tasted the leaf, the stem and the flower many times
before finally deciding that it had no medicinal properties.
How can you say that I was wrong?
His wife replied,
You tasted everything that was above the earth, but did you taste its root?
Hua Tuo, the subject, went to sleep.
His wife noticed that her husband was not as receptive to the advice of others
and began to worry that he was starting to make mistakes.
Several days later, she had her periods.
The blood was flowing continuously, like a spring.
In addition, she had persistent and serious cramps in the lower abdomen.
Without her husband's consent, she removed the root of the pavilion plant,
boiled it and drank the brew.
In just one day, the pain dissipated gradually and the blood flow became regular.
When she told her husband about it, Hua Tuo finally realized
that he had really misjudged the pavilion plant.
He thanked his wife for teaching him by his experience
that the pavilion had medicinal properties, stopping pain and bleeding.
Pavilions are particularly beautiful in appearance.
Their stems and flowers are beautiful, and that's why in Chinese they are called
Chao Yao, which means beautiful.
From the memory of Ginko, thank you for listening to this podcast.
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