The grassland is a warm, romantic, open-minded and quiet place. It provoked me to see the burning emotions of the grassland. In the midsummer of the year before last, our classmates gathered at the Chenbalhu Banner Grassland, which gave me the honor to visit the Hulunbuir Grassland, which I had long admired.
The bus carried 26 of us eager to see the grassland and ran on the highway. We chatted with each other about our 20-year friendship as classmates in the car, and played very funny group games. Along the way, we sang and laughed, and in the blink of an eye we arrived at the grassland where we had been dreaming.
Due to the drought this year, the grass on the grassland looks a little withered, but the grassland still retains its majestic and broad-minded beauty: white and changing clouds gather and disperse with the wind, and the endless grassland borders the horizon in a patchwork manner. The astonishing yurts and the intoxicating fragrance of the vast pastures all force us to rush into the grassland eagerly. [Compiled by]
When the hospitable prairie people saw us arriving, they sang a prairie blessing song and offered us "horse wine", which is the highest etiquette of the Mongolian people in receiving distinguished guests. According to Mongolian custom, we hold the bowl of "Xia Ma Wine" with our left hand, lightly dip the ring finger of our right hand into the wine, and flick it up to the sky with our thumb to show respect to the sky, flick it towards the ground to show respect to the earth, and flick it towards the air to show respect to the earth. It is to worship the gods and then drink it all in one gulp, which highlights the open-mindedness and forthrightness of us northerners. In addition, they also presented us with auspicious Hada and expressed their deep blessings to us in not fluent Chinese.
Entering the grassland, you can see several thin threads being pulled out one after another around the Aobao, and countless colorful streamers of different colors are hung on the thin threads, fluttering in the wind, making the Aobao colorful. We came to Aobao and listened to the commentator introduce the allusions of Aobao, which gave us a deeper understanding of Aobao, which was not unfamiliar to us. From this, I thought of the popular and familiar song "Aobao Meeting", which made so many people indulge in perfect love! At this time, the commentator said that after we circle Aobao three times clockwise, we should stand in front of Aobao and silently make a wish, and then throw stones picked up from the ground to Aobao, which can better express our sincere wishes. Beautiful stories, good prayers, and best wishes. May good people have a safe life, and may everyone's wishes come true and everything come true.
Suddenly, we were attracted by shouts and noises in the distance. When we walked in, we discovered that it was a performance of horseback riding and archery that the Mongolian people like. Archery is the favorite defensive technique of the Mongolian people for hunting and defending against enemy invasion. Tourists picked up their bows and arrows, stringed them, and heard the arrows hitting the target, which caused a burst of cheers; and the horseback riding performance here was even more thought-provoking. I saw tourists dressed in Mongolian costumes, riding horses, tightening the reins, and riding in a majestic manner. This Mongolian nation came out of the forests of the Greater Khingan Mountains and came to Hulun Lake to live a life of chasing water and grass. They grew up on the grassland and are called a nation on horseback. They raised horses, strengthened their troops, and hoarded grain and grass on this grassland. In order to complete the mission of unifying the great cause, Genghis Khan, a generation of genius, issued the order to mount his horse and go to war, writing the glorious history of conquering the Central Plains and sweeping across the Eurasian continent. Today, the majesty of the grassland still exists and the culture of the grassland is still profound, which has revealed the mystery for us to explore Mongolian culture.
Water is the soul of the grassland. Without the embellishment of water, the grassland will lose its dynamic beauty. A Mozhgrad River unfolds before our eyes. It spreads out like a silver chain, traversing the east-west direction of the grassland; it is like a white streamer scattered on the grassland, twisting, twisting and extending straight forward. It flows and flows day and night. Because of the moisture of this river, the grassland has lush vegetation, fat sheep and horses, rich products, and amazing scenery. It has injected new connotation into the development of the tourism industry, and people's lives have become rich because of it. Colorful.
In a pleasant mood, we watched and took photos with prairie motorcycles, prairie eagles, and admired Lele cars. All of these left a perfect impression on us and made us appreciate this grassland and its beauty. This national hero generated infinite reverie and admiration.
Time does not slow down its hurried pace because of the pleasant emotions and perfect scenery. As the sun sets in the west, herders in the distance are leisurely driving their sheep on their horses, walking slowly. Accompanied by the silhouette of the harmonious coexistence of man and nature, we entered the Mongolian yurt and stopped there for a short and quick tour.
We are going to personally experience the Mongolian feast of roasted whole lamb and hand-chopped meat. According to Mongolian customs, a ceremony must be held when eating whole sheep. During the conversation, two waiters, a man and a woman, came. The male waiter spoke in standard Mongolian, and the female waiter slowly spoke to him. Translate what is said. When eating the whole sheep, we had to choose a "Prince". Unfortunately, most of the classmates we went with were girls. In the end, a female classmate who came from Hebei was selected as the "Prince" for this ceremony. The "Prince" holds a sharp knife in his hand and draws a "cross" on the back of the lamb, and then uses the knife to cut off a large and fat piece of meat on the lamb's spine. According to Mongolian custom, this piece of meat is the name of the Mongolian Prince. It is used to reward brave and invincible warriors and generals, and our piece of mutton is rewarded to the "prince" who entrusts us with the whole sheep. We drank freely, ate hand-chopped meat, and enjoyed a sumptuous feast. We sang, told jokes, recited poems and other activities that were exciting and hilarious. The singing and laughter lingered in the Mongolian yurt for a long time.
We were drunk, not because of the mellow aroma of the wine but because of our joyous gathering; we laughed, not because of the delicious food but because we found the habitat of our souls there.
Everyone lives in the tent and no one wants to leave, because we still have many things to say, unforgettable memories, and deep friendships. I don’t know when we are separated today, but when we will be together tomorrow.