The grassland has always been a place I yearned for.
The first understanding of the grassland began when I was studying. When someone mentioned grassland, I was clever and thought that grassland is a field covered with grass as the name suggests, in order to win praise. After reading a geography textbook, I learned that grassland not only contains grass, but also refers to a nearly continuous grass covering plant. The main vegetation areas include tropical grasslands, temperate grasslands and other types, which are the most widely distributed vegetation types on the earth. As a result, I realized the importance of systematic learning, and the idea of ??exploring and yearning for the grassland emerged.
For the sake of further education, I studied hard and memorized "Chile Song" by heart. In the poem "The sky is blue, the fields are vast, the wind blows and the grass is low, cattle and sheep can be seen", I longed for the grassland. After school, in order to kill time, I often listen to classic songs such as "Beautiful Prairie My Home", "Prairie Night", "Beautiful Prairie Night" and other songs played on the radio, and hum along. Gradually, I can sing, and I can show off my singing voice in front of my parents, relatives and friends, and express my praise to the grassland. Although it is a little out of tune, I always get praises such as "you are commendable"; pictures are the most intuitive. Whenever I have time, I go to the library or Xinhua Bookstore to browse pictures about the grassland in books and newspapers, which makes the vision unrestrained and the soul. To be intoxicated.
In addition, I am a newspaper clipping enthusiast. Over time, I have several newspaper clippings with pictures and texts on the grassland. When I can't restrain my passion for the grassland, I flip through the newspaper clippings to soothe my soul. When chatting, I always like to talk about the grassland. I want to know more about the grassland from my classmates, and I will take the initiative to tell the truth. The grassland I know creates an atmosphere of caring about and discussing grassland. For my performance, my classmates gave me the nickname "Prairie Enthusiast". It was precisely because of my increasingly strong yearning for the grassland that I spent a tiring and happy time studying, and finally became a township cadre and realized my long-cherished wish in life.
When I was single, I still had a soft spot for the grassland. When I read reports about grasslands, the scenes of vast grasslands in movies and TV shows always come to mind. Especially that day, after reading an article about a family of three in a township on the grassland, whose father is the mayor, my sister is the deputy mayor, my sister is an accountant, and they are looking for a son-in-law, I couldn't calm down for a long time. Thinking about my own Being alone and deeply passionate about the grasslands gave rise to the idea of ??applying for the army, and he was eager to try. "I really have a fever in my head!" My father saw that my momentum was not right, and after understanding the reason, he criticized me severely. Yes, reality is ruthless. I had no choice but to put this idea aside and wrote an essay about "Love in the Grassland", which was published in "Sichuan Rural Daily" and "Fuling Daily" and pasted into my newspaper clippings to keep as an eternal souvenir. . Even so, my yearning for the grassland has not stopped, but I have become more rational.
After marriage, I still pay attention to the grassland. The satellite TV was showing films about the grassland. I tried my best to squeeze in time to watch it, and started discussing grassland topics with my wife until I was tired. Prairie songs such as "Horse Horse Rod", "Paradise", "Watching the Grassland with You" and other grassland songs became popular. , I am an authentic "enthusiast". I not only learn to sing along with the songs played on the disc, but also lead my wife and daughter to sing together, even if they are out of tune; it doesn't matter if my daughter wants to write a composition, I encourage her to write about her longing for the grassland. She said frankly: I don’t understand it and it’s difficult to write about it. Naturally, I became a propagandist for the grassland. Through Baidu and my own control, I provided my daughter with rich materials to help her successfully complete the essay; Inner Mongolia's "Wenyuan" magazine held an essay competition for the grassland summer camp. I wrote articles in time and repeated them. I submitted it after revision, hoping for good news; there is Ben Bolji in the bookstore. Yuanye's new book "Where is the Place Called the World" is about the style and humanities of the grasslands and is very readable. I have undoubtedly become his loyal reader and insist on reading one of his articles every day, which has benefited me a lot. As time goes by, my yearning for the grassland becomes stronger and stronger, and I am eager to see the beauty of the grassland with my own eyes as soon as possible.
Hard work pays off. This autumn, I took a sabbatical and went on a self-driving trip to the Ruoergai Prairie in Sichuan with my in-laws, finally realizing my dream of prairie. Looking from a distance, the Ruoergai Prairie is full of green and boundless, which makes me have a broad vision and a refreshing feeling; when I look closer, I can see the brilliant wild flowers, herds of cattle and sheep, the green grass, the rippling water, and the blue sky, which makes me dizzying. Suddenly poetic. Action is worse than excitement. Amid the shouts of the herdsmen, I mounted the horse, led the horse rope, rode on the grassland against the wind, and experienced the infinite style of the grassland; I had heart-to-heart conversations with Tibetans such as Tashijia and Garang Sangge, and learned about the customs of the Tibetan people. Human feelings, folk customs, and praise the prosperity of the new era; gophers are rampant on the grassland, and rat holes can be seen everywhere.
Under the guidance and demonstration of the Tibetans, I learned to blow the mouse hole, and actually blew out the mole, which attracted everyone to rush to catch the mole. The scene was lively and exciting, which eliminated fatigue and doubled the number of mice. Energetic; not afraid of wind and rain, swim in the Flower Lake, see the vastness of the grassland, appreciate the elegance of the lake, watch the spirituality of the wild ducks, take pictures of the beautiful scenery of the world, and sigh that a hundred things you have heard is not as good as seeing it once, wouldn't it be fun and joyful! It is worth mentioning that when altitude sickness hit me, I rested appropriately, took deep breaths, tried to avoid strenuous exercise, and adjusted my mentality. I finally got through it, and I gained the understanding that "man can conquer nature"...
Farewell I am still reluctant to leave the grassland.
In order to remember the grassland, I took countless pictures on my mobile phone; in order to spread the grassland, I sent one after another on WeChat, and bought bags after bags of local specialties; in order to sing the praises of the grassland, my singing voice opened up again and again. ; In order to sublimate my perception of the grassland, I vowed to go there again if I had the chance. All of this is due to my strong grassland love that keeps pace with the times.