Winter in the Mongolian Plateau often snows, coupled with strong winds of six or seven, the white hair cyclone is the main role of the Mongolian Plateau winter, but the winter in the steppe is also a happy time for children!

In the winter of the Mongolian plateau, there are often temperatures of minus 20 degrees Celsius and 30 degrees Celsius, and the dripping water turns into ice! People joke that when you pee, you don't wait until the ground is already ice. There are no toilets in the countryside, and I remember what the locals said to outsiders who came from afar to look for toilets everywhere: the toilet is as big as the grassland!

Of course, the most fun thing in winter is the snow day, the best is the snow day when there is no wind, the goose feather snow is blowing one after another, like a cotton candy! Catch the falling snowflakes with dark clothes, and you can clearly count the six petals of each snowflake with different shapes! Each large hexagonal snowflake is composed of several small hexagonal snowflakes, all of which are so regular and so crystalline. Every time, the little friends will cheer for the discovery of a different kind of snowflake, and give everyone "show", without worrying that the snowflakes will melt, until all the children have seen the crystal beauty of the snowflakes, they will throw the snowflakes on their gloves into the air again!

After the snowfall, the sky and the earth are white, and the birds have no food to eat, which is the best day to set the birds!

Shandan and Mao Daner will find a flat wooden board, roll the horsetail hairs into a double-strand looper, and staple them to the wooden board one by one with cotton balls, and make a "board" for the birds. Find a piece of wheat on the edge of the wheat field, (in autumn the surplus grain on the side of the wheat field can attract the birds to frequent it) sweep a broom to reveal the yellow earth, bury the "set board" floating ground in the soil, adjust the ferrule of the horsetail hair, and sprinkle the yellow millet on top. A trap or a trap is set up, just waiting for the hungry birds to take the bait.

Flocks of birds first landed nearby to watch, in fact, they knew that it was a trap, a trap, they first probed their brains at the edge to observe, stretched their necks and stole a grain or two at the edge, (experienced people will know that the millet should be sprinkled in the middle of the "board", and then scattered a few grains on the edge, so that the birds will go up and be trapped.) Slowly, the birds were driven by hunger to eat a few grains on the side, and naturally walked to the middle, and when they moved their steps, the claws of the birds were already caught in the horsetail trap, and it became a luxury to want to fly. It is impossible to escape, and sometimes there are many birds at a time! There are larks, thrushes, and quails, and many birds can be eaten in a few snowfalls in a winter.

Sometimes in extremely cold weather, the birds fly indiscriminately at night when they are too cold to sleep, and there is only one power line leading to the reservoir. In the morning, the diligent and gluttonous Shandan gets up early and dresses neatly, and walks along the telephone pole to pick up a few birds that have been killed, the most of which is the grassland sandgrouse.

Sparrows are never stupid enough to fall for humans, and their ancestors have long since turned them into house finch. They appear in flocks in people's haystacks and yards, competing with chickens, sheep and even pigs for food. They also put their nests in people's houses, and the crevices in the rafters of the houses are the best places for them to make nests, and sometimes when the old houses are demolished, they find several nests between the roof and the hounds (the suspended ceilings of the northern earthen houses).

The day after the snow is the best day to build a snowman, have a snowball fight, and roll a snowball, and people often talk about the concept of rolling like a snowball bigger and bigger, which is probably only the imagination of many people, but the grassland people always roll a snowball the size of a palm to the size of a big basket! Several snowballs collide to compare who is more powerful, and laughter and laughter ripple warmly in the cold winter in the north.

Build a strange-shaped snowman -- make a broom a nose, sheep dung an eye, and dig a hole into a mouth! Race stone sheep dung into your mouth and feed this monster, who says that it is not a pleasant and happy thing?

Sometimes, outside the gate and behind the house, as long as the leeward place is a house-high slope, dig a step up with a shovel, sit on the top, and a partner behind you pushes it hard -- slippery and slippery. A natural snow slide was born! Coupled with a gap between the house and the various buildings and the snow wall, one person could pass through the slopes, and the friends would slide down the snow slide like lemmings, running between the slopes to hide and seek, and this world became a paradise for children.

Once Shandan and Mao Dan'er and a few uncles and sisters were playing hide and seek between the snow walls, one sister ran in front, Shandan followed behind, and the catcher suddenly appeared in front, and the sister turned her head and ran back, hitting Shandan head. My sister was a little taller than Shandan, and Shandan's head hit my sister's eye socket, and my sister's eyes suddenly became bruised. Shandan was so scared that he didn't dare to go home, but fortunately, his sister said that she had bumped into Shandan herself, so Shandan moved home.

I followed my mother to buy a canned apple and went to visit my sister. Looking at his sister's bruised and swollen eyes, Shandan felt very sad!

The mother lost it, and also told the children to be careful when playing in the future, and never bump into it again.

However, an uneasy and happy childhood is not a matter of safety.