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Liu Manzhu and Hongxing sat on the edge of the stream at the entrance of the village, watching the myriad changes of the clouds above the canopy at dusk.

The sunset afterglow is projected on the sky, and the wonderful scenes that evolve deeply attract this couple in love, especially the red apricot who came to a foreign land, this strange celestial phenomenon makes her excited and adds a bit of timidity.

In the end, a black curtain was pulled through the sky, slowly covering the sky, covering it so tightly that there was no gap in it, and the sky and the earth were pitch black.

Suddenly, in the depths of the dark woods, there was a sound of birds.

Hongxing was a little frightened, grabbed one of Liu Manzhu's arms with her hand, and snuggled Liu Manzhu tightly.

After a while, Hongxing asked Liu Manzhu, "High school student, do you know what kind of bird this is?"

Liu Manzhu replied: "This is the call of the 'mule man' bird. ”

Hongxing was very curious, so she asked, "Why is this bird called 'Mule Driver'?

Liu Manzhu said: "When I was a child, I heard all kinds of stories about the calls of birds called by 'milk' and 'milk', and I asked 'milk' and 'milk', "Why is that bird called a mule bird?"

In ancient times, there was a legend that there was a middle-aged man who drove a group of mules to sell grain goods all the year round, and people used to call him 'mule man'.

This mule driver is industrious, loyal, and good-hearted. The village where he lives is in a high mountain forest, far away from the city, and the roads on the mountains are rugged and precipitous, and the traffic is inconvenient.

The mule driver drove the mule up the mountains and mountains, trafficked all kinds of goods back and forth, collected the goods from the mountains and sold them to the city, and then brought the general necessities of the city back to the village.

So the people in the village often asked him to bring his family's native products such as hawthorn, walnuts, mushrooms, fungus, jujubes, etc. to the city to sell, and then exchange them for wine, silk, cloth, toys, tobacco, white flour, rice and other daily necessities.

The mule driver put the goods entrusted by the villagers to sell in his pockets and carried them on the backs of the mules, and then drove his mules out of the village, over the mountains and mountains, and slept in the wind, and went to distant cities to sell.

Each trip takes a whole month. Every time he came back, he brought something fresh back to the villagers in the mountains.

Every time he returned, the adults and children in the village happily circled around him as if they were celebrating a festival. And he did everything he did very satisfactorily.

He is very honest and trustworthy, and he never lacks a pound or two to deceive anyone. One of the things he often said was: "Trusting people is like trusting mountains!" ”

Especially when the Chinese New Year is approaching, it is even more lively. Every year in the village, the people gave him everything that could be exchanged for money at home, and then they told him what the family wanted for the New Year, and he made a list.

People in the village pay attention to wearing new clothes for the New Year, and wearing new clothes means that the coming year will be new, auspicious, and lucky. So the new clothes of the adults and children, men and women of the whole village, and the toys, sweets, firecrackers, good wine, good meat, etc. for the children for the New Year were all entrusted to him to buy.

When it was time for the Chinese New Year, he came back, driving a lot of mules, and the mules were full of New Year's goods on their backs, and they were really full of goods. He shipped the goods from house to house. Without the slightest error. Adults and children are happy to dance, holding the colorful New Year's goods of each family and going home for the New Year.

One year, it was the Chinese New Year again, and he was ready early. As usual, the whole village entrusted him with all the things he wanted for the New Year, and he set off with the wishes of the whole village.

After a long journey, he arrived in the city, and prepared all the New Year's goods of the whole village according to the order, and then carried the New Year's goods of the whole village to rush back, and when he reached the top of the rugged and steep high mountain, he suddenly encountered heavy snow blocking the mountain, and he and his mule herd were all trapped on the top of the high mountain and could not get down.

It snowed for forty days. The people of the village were anxiously waiting for him to return, and every day all the adults and children went to the entrance of the village to watch in the direction of the return of the mules, but he never returned.

He and his mules were all trapped in the high mountains and could not get up and down, and they all died of cold and starvation.

After his death, the mule driver still remembered the New Year's goods of the whole village, because his wish was not fulfilled, he turned into a bird, flew to the edge of the village every night, landed in the grove at the edge of the village, and made a "click" cry towards the village, still driving his mule flock back.

In the beginning, when people heard the cries of 'mule drivers' and 'da-da-da' every night, the whole village gathered at the place where the 'mule chase' called, and wept silently, remembering his ......!"

"It's so touching! The mule driver is quite pitiful! He's so honest, and he still remembers what people entrusted him with when he dies!" replied.

Later, his story was passed down from generation to generation, but it was passed down for so long that people slowly forgot about it. Liu Manzhu said.

"But the mule bird is still calling!" said Hongxing.

"Yes, just like the legend of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, in the past, every year until the seventh day of the seventh month, it rained all the time. People say that it was the tears shed by the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl when they met at the fairy bridge. On this day, people have to pay respects, and then it slowly fades away. Now on the seventh day of the seventh month of July, even the rain is not falling, and people say that the Cowherd and Weaver Girl have also changed their minds, and there may be a third party who has "intervened", haha......" Liu Manzhu laughed as he spoke!

"You're talking nonsense!" Hong Xing poked Liu Manzhu's head hard with her finger, and both of them giggled.

They looked up at the sky, it was already full of stars, and the moon was in the sky.

Liu Manzhu said: "Tomorrow will definitely be another sunny day." ”

Hong Xing had a whim and said, "How about we go up the mountain to pick mushrooms tomorrow?"

"Good idea! I'll take you up to the big hill at the bottom of our mountain village to play!"

"Okay!" the two of them high-fived in celebration!

After breakfast the next day, Liu Manzhu took a pocket, and Hongxing carried a small bamboo basket on his arm, and the two walked happily to the mountain.

The sky was blue and blue, without a trace of impurities, as if it had been specially washed with water. The sun is also new and new, and the "colors" of nature's mountains, rivers, trees, flowers and plants are distinct and bright.

They walked along the grassy path at the edge of the village, through the dense groves, over the small stone bridge erected over the gurgling water, and climbed up the hill along the winding path.

The red apricot walked all the way, watching the past scenery curiously and cordially all the way. She likes every grass and tree here, maybe it's because of her love for the house and the black. When she saw the dark green cornfields, she asked Liu Manzhu, "Where are your crops?"

Liu Manzhu pointed with his hand, "It's not far, it's over there!" Hongxing looked in the direction of Liu Manzhu's finger, and there was a cornfield on the hillside not far from them, and the corn in the field was thick and straight, and the branches were luxuriant. At the shaking place of the corn leaves, from time to time a yellow "colored" blue ball appeared from the dark green, which appeared from time to time, and when I looked closely, it was the head of Liu Manzhu's father.

Liu Manzhu's father was picking a big hoe in the field, and after a while, the cat's waist went down, and then he straightened up. So the round head will leak out for a while, and it will drown for a while. Hong Xing almost didn't laugh out loud, thinking: "That round head, yellow hair, no 'hair' hair, it really looks like a basketball from a distance!"

They climbed to the top of a hillside, and when they looked back, they saw the village at the bottom of the hill, like a slowly opening fan, and the houses in the village stretched out against the hillside. The village is surrounded by green water and trees. The corn growing happily in the terraced fields is like a dark green "hair" and "hair" fluffy carpet, which is spread from the bottom of the slope to the middle of the hill.

In the distance, the winding highway criss-crosses and spreads, stretching to the end of sight.

The country road paved with loess and stones, due to disrepair, no stones only see soil, cars drive by, like a tornado blowing one after another, dragging behind, rolling a long column of yellow "color" dust, the car is wrapped in yellow "color" dust, no car, only dust, the car has long been gone, the yellow "color" dust is still pervasive for a long time, forming a unique landscape.

They overlooked the scenery at the bottom of the mountain, excited, excited! At this time, Hongxing said: "How about we climb the highest peak and feel the momentum of Lao Du's 'will be at the top of the mountain and see all the mountains'?"

Liu Manzhu clapped his hands together and said, "Good idea!

Immediately, the two of them joined hands and climbed to the highest peak in the village at the bottom of the mountain.

To climb the highest peak, you have to climb several mountains, and you have to go into the deep mountains and old forests, and wander in the ancient mountains that are rarely visited.

So they walked, walked, and walked for about an hour before they went deep into the dense mountains.

The ancient trees in the deep mountains are towering to the sky, covering the sky and the sun. The feet are overgrown with weeds and shrubs. The sky was getting smaller, the sun was getting darker, the valley was deep, and from time to time there was an echo or two of logging in the distance.

The further you go, the more secluded and mysterious it becomes. The mountains are misty and unfathomable. All kinds of strange old trees, dense, dizzying.

Some of them resemble an old birthday star on crutches, some resemble beggars in long robes and short coats, ragged and holding dog sticks, and some resemble old "women" with gray hair and dead years.

Each of them was entangled in the long vines without heads and tails, as if the captives who had been captured after the great battle had been pushed to the execution ground to be beheaded.

And some are like deep mountain Taoist priests with a cloak and a bearded beard holding Buddha dust. They grow all over the sky and are intertwined, and the trunks are too thick for five or six people to hold, and the tips of their big trees are straight into the sky, and the vigorous and unbridled branches compete with each other in the air for this small sky, and they do not give in to each other, intertwined, overlapped, and overlap, covering the sky into darkness and darkness.

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