(a)

The days spent here with the Leung family were one of the calmest and most enjoyable times of my life.

And a small climax of this time was when we went to visit the "bone field" together that day.

Since Liang Xin arrived, I have woken up every morning to the sound of their father and son chopping wood.

Earlier than I woke up, it was the in the woods. When I came out in my dressing gown, I always saw that more than a dozen chickadees had already gathered in front of our wooden house, waiting for Liang Sheng and his son to chop firewood.

When the father and son wielded the axe, the chickadees were visibly excited, bouncing back and forth on the branches, making excited sounds.

It turned out that the chickadees took the sound of the axe as the bell of the meal. They wandered nearby, chattering about the father-son's craft and eagerly waiting for the dinner to begin.

When the axe split the inside of the wood, the chickadees flew down from the high branches, wrapped themselves in white napkins, and landed on the stump in front of the door of our hut.

For them, every piece of dead bark is a treasure trove of eggs, larvae, and cocoons; In their eyes, every ant path in the heart of the tree is filled with "milk and honey".

After the Liang father and son moved the chopped firewood aside and put it away, the chickadees rushed over in groups, pecked at the pyre, and feasted.

Seeing them enjoying a delicious breakfast so happily, my mood couldn't help but brighten, and the hanging ear coffee in the cup also looked extraordinarily mellow.

Mr. Yichen told me that the dead branch that their father and son split this morning originally belonged to a herdessical tree.

Mesquite is the favorite fuel of the locals. It is the most fragrant of the fuels.

Weathered hundreds of times by frost and rain, and baked thousands of times under the sun, these ancient trees have weathered their weather, and their wood has become crunchy, making them ideal for forest campers to use for fires.

With the generosity of the mesquite tree, campers can always accompany the mist twilight, light wisps of green smoke, and compose a teapot song; A loaf of bread can be baked, a pot of mushrooms can be boiled to an attractive white color, and the afterheat of the fire can warm the calves of people and hounds.

Mr. Yichen said: "Liang Xin, you have to remember that without the support and achievements of all things, we would not be able to live a good life. ”

He told his son: "God has given and taken away, but he is not the only one who can do this. We humans can too. When one of our ancestors invented the shovel to plant trees, he was the giver; If he had invented the axe to cut down trees, he would have become a dispossessor. Anyone who lives on the land, whether he knows it or not, already has the divine function of creating and destroying crops. Between creation and destruction, everyone should have a choice. ”

(b)

Young people are adventurous, after all. After a few days of wandering around the camp, Liang Xin didn't find it exciting enough, and he proposed to explore a little further into the wilderness, to see the more pristine scenery in places that are usually less visited by tourists.

Katya immediately said that he knew of a place that tourists from out of town usually don't go to, but the scenery was beautiful.

Tourists don't like to go to this place, partly because it's remote, but more importantly, it has a very unlucky name called "Bone Farm". As soon as many tourists see the name on the map, they immediately have all kinds of ghostly associations, and categorically exclude it from the scope of activities.

Katya said that because it was far away, we had to go there on horseback.

In order to make us have a good time, Mr. Shen enthusiastically went to the town to rent horses.

We formed a small horse gang and set off to this mysterious place with Katya and a local guide.

From the guide's introduction, we learned that the so-called "bone field" is a beautiful meadow, and at this time of year, arched hyacinths are blooming in groups.

This meadow is located above a fjord deep in the woodland. The altitude is relatively high.

In winter, the snow at this altitude is too deep for even horseback riding to reach this height, and the only stepped path that climbs up from the bottom of the canyon is covered with snow and ice, making it extremely slippery and impassable, so no one has ever seen what the winter scenery looks like here. In winter, the original appearance of prehistoric times should still be preserved.

After almost 4 hours of horseback riding through the forest, we finally entered this mysterious place, and after a small turn, we all felt that our eyes were bright!

What appeared in front of us was a large expanse of boundless hyacinth flowers, which was so majestic that it immediately stopped our hearts from beating. Oh, my God! It's so beautiful here!

Mr. Yichen and Mr. Shen both seemed to be hooked, and they involuntarily picked up their cameras, with distant and close shots, running up and down, and took countless photos for a long time.

Before we humans appeared on the earth, the earth was originally so magnificent.

Seeing that we were almost intoxicated, the tour guide reminded us to pay attention to our feet.

We woke up from the shock of the sea of flowers, and were surprised to find that the thick grass blanket under our feet was scattered with many pale or yellow cow skulls and cow vertebrae.

Those empty eye sockets and Bai Sensen's skeleton silently surround us under the large flowers, which really makes people's hearts hairy.

It turns out that this place was named "Bone Field" because of this! Sure enough, it is also a sea of bones!

I asked the local guide why there were so many cow bones here.

The tour guide said that only God knows this answer.

Katya also said that the bones of the cows have been here for a long time. They existed long before locals came to the area to operate. He pointed to the bones under his feet and said, "You see, some of the bones have weathered and shattered, and some have become stone.

Perhaps, the tour guide, this is a herd of cattle grazing by the previous wave of humans living here, or it may be a wild herd of cattle that must have died because of the heavy snow covering the mountains in winter, unable to find food and unable to withstand the biting cold.

But as for why they came to such a high altitude and were trapped in such an obvious dangerous death place, it is already a mystery for the ages.

No one knows exactly what happened now.

Although it felt very unpleasant to stand among the piles of bones, Liang Xin and I were able to overcome our inner awkwardness and fall in love with the invincible beauty of this place.

Mr. Shen said: "There is nothing strange about this, young people are like that. They always tend to like things that no longer exist. ”

He said: "As for me, when I am my age, I still have to come to this kind of place less in the future." ”

He pointed to the bones in the ground with his horsewhip and said, "This is too easy for me to think that I will be like this soon." ”

Mr. Yichen smiled and said, "Then you have nothing to escape from heaven and earth." ”

Mr. Shen said, "How do you say it? ”

Mr. Yichen said: "There have been so many creatures living on our planet, what inch of earth has not been covered with the corpses of countless generations of life? What piece of land is not the skeleton field since the beginning? Even our camp, too. ”

Mr. Shen glared at him for a while, gave him a thumbs up, and said, "You can!" You're so good! ”

When I heard this, I said, "Each of us has a life of innumerable times, but what inch of earth under our feet has not been thrown countless times with the bones of our past lives?" ”

Mr. Shen turned his head, stared at me with his eyes wider, gave me another thumbs up, and said, "Dear Vera, you can do it too!" You're even better! ”