Inner Mongolia, nearly 30 years, grassland desertification is serious, due to the greenhouse effect, abnormal climate, low annual precipitation, dry and windy spring, continuous high temperature in summer, increased water evaporation, aggravated drought, coupled with overgrazing still exists, desertified land can not be treated in time, the area of grassland is decreasing sharply, if this goes on for a long time, maybe one day, the scenery of wind blowing grass and seeing cattle and sheep will become a memory.

The destination of this trip is Hulunbuir grassland, which is the most well-preserved grassland in our country at present, with abundant water and grass, known as "pasture kingdom", and almost not polluted in any way, so it is also known as "the purest grassland", at the same time, it is the birthplace of Genghis Khan, beautiful and sacred.

The first stop is Bear Lake, located on the southwestern edge of the Hulunbuir grassland, and then head all the way northeast to see the Great Khing'an Mountains.

Although the popularity of Bear Lake is not high, it is a place of witness to history, the last emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, Emperor Yuan Shun, fled to Hulunbuir with the remnants - the original birthplace of the Mongolian people, Zhu Yuanzhang did not relent, sent troops to chase until the Bear Lake, the Yuan Dynasty finally perished, and since then withdrew from the stage of Chinese history, standing next to Bear Lake, blue sky and clear water, green grassland, beauty has the heaviness of history, a different taste, people have a feeling of indescribable.

Han Wei and Lin Xue stood quietly by the lake, admiring the ultimate beauty, breathing pure air, relaxing physically and mentally, all distractions were abandoned, the two seemed to have a tacit understanding, closed their eyes at the same time, and opened their arms at the same time, as if embracing the beauty in front of them, and like an eagle flying freely, spreading their wings, ready to travel into the distance.

The distance between the two is not very far, open their arms, it is inevitable to touch, at the same time open their eyes, turn their heads, their eyes are intertwined in the air, a flash of light appears, the two look back, only to see Fuxian is taking pictures with a camera.

"Look, this one is really good." Fuxian said, holding the camera up, it was the photo just taken, the photo clearly recorded the moment just now, from behind, Han Wei and Lin Xue looked like a couple, so intimate and natural.

"How do you shoot ......" Han Wei subconsciously wanted to delete the photo and wanted to get the camera, but was avoided.

"Kindly help you take pictures, no charge, you still dislike it, don't you get sick." Fuxian didn't give Han Wei a chance to finish speaking, and then ran to the side, looking for the most beautiful scenery to shoot, Fuxian grew up in Inner Mongolia, and is no stranger to the grassland, but every time he walks into the depths of the grassland, he is always full of excitement, maybe this sky is too beautiful.

Han Wei saw Fuxian leaving, looked at Lin Xue's expression that he didn't mind, gave up the idea of snatching the camera, the first time he came to the grassland, he couldn't waste every minute and every second, he chose a deeper grassland to walk, and soon drowned most of his body, and continued to walk forward, even his head was almost covered, the surroundings were very quiet, April is not the peak season for grassland tourism, there are few people, and Bear Lake is a lake shared by China and Mongolia, and China occupies a small area, so there are fewer tourists.

The whole world seemed to be the only one left, Han Wei opened his arms again, and then fell back, the thick grass under him, he didn't feel pain, the sky was blue and white clouds, so pure that people couldn't give birth to any blasphemy, and the whole soul was liberated in an instant.

Fantasy is the eagle, swimming between heaven and earth, chasing endless freedom, fantasizing about the white clouds, wandering between heaven and earth, looking down on the beauty of the world, fantasizing about the grass, swaying between heaven and earth, although it is impossible to chase endless freedom, unable to look down on the beauty of the world, but it can be simple, ordinary life.

Han Wei has been thinking about whether the current life is what he wants, and at this moment he has the answer, it is simple and ordinary, but life has changed dramatically, can he really return to the past life, Han Wei is unwilling to think about it anymore, close his eyes, and enjoy this rare tranquility and peace.

Stayed quietly for a long time, until Fuxian shouted, Han Wei got up and left, he didn't slap his clothes, he was not clean, but his body was pure, Lin Xue and Fuxian were already waiting there, when they came, they had already determined the route, they didn't drive by themselves, and they could go on the road at any time with their bags, which was also very convenient.

About 1,200 meters ahead, there are herdsmen's yurts, you can go to eat something, many of the herdsmen here are receiving tourists, and very hospitable, don't worry about being hungry, walking on the road, Fuxian sings a few words from time to time, in Mongolian, I don't understand the meaning, but I can hear the deep nostalgia, Han Wei and Lin Xue just listened quietly, melodious singing, fragrant milk tea, waving horse whips, clattering horses' hooves, are the characteristics of the Mongolian grassland, and now you can appreciate one of them, it is also a rarity.

You can see the yurt in the distance, there are four Mongolians surrounded by a circle, surrounded by a simple fence, a few horses tied to a wooden stake, grazing leisurely, Fuxian stopped singing, began to explain some things that should be paid attention to, if you want to win the respect of the herdsmen, you must first respect each other.

To enter the bag, walk from the left side of the stove, sit on the west and north sides of the yurt, the east side is the owner's living quarters, try not to sit; Guests are not allowed to sit on the west kang, because the west is the direction of the Buddha; If there is an elderly person in the host's house, do not walk in front of him, do not sit side by side with the old man without permission, and do not block the Buddha statues lined up on the north Hana when sitting; When the host serves tea, he should neat his sleeves and use both hands or his right hand to pick it up, not his left hand......

Lin Lin said a lot, fortunately Han Wei and Lin Xue are not ordinary people, they have already remembered in a short time, when they came to the yurt, there were herdsmen coming out, a man in his forties, when he saw Han Wei and the three of them, he immediately greeted him, first spoke Mongolian, and only Fuxian could barely understand, but only some simple Mongolian words, the herdsman's Chinese language was very poor, and he could only say some simple words, and it was very difficult to communicate, except for knowing his name: Zalumbu.

When they entered the yurt, there were three other people, two women and a man about thirty years old, and when they saw a guest coming, they all got up, and one of the women had already taken up the wine bowl, and the other immediately filled the wine bowl, and the whole bowl was almost overflowing.

"Guests from afar, have a drink first to warm up your body." A man in his thirties is relatively fluent in Chinese, and it is not difficult to listen to it.

Fuxian stepped forward, without saying a word, drank all the wine, there was not a drop left at the bottom of the bowl, and then Han Wei, who also drank it all, and when she arrived at Lin Xue, she just took a shallow dip, she was very sensitive to liquor, even if she drank a small sip, her face would be red, if it was a bowl of stomach, she would definitely get drunk.

Han Wei saw a few herdsmen, and looked at the remaining wine in Lin Xue's hand, thinking that it had caused them to be unhappy, he had heard of some special customs of the Mongolian people, the so-called entry into the countryside should follow the customs, thinking that Lin Xue's body was still recovering, so he took the wine bowl from Lin Xue's hand and drank it all.

"Friend, good drink, please take a seat." The man smiled boldly, for those who can drink, it is one of the necessary conditions for a brave man, coupled with Han Wei's boldness, it immediately aroused the favor of the other party.

Fuxian glanced at Han Wei with ambiguous eyes, quietly leaned over to his ear, and said, "You kid still doesn't admit that it's your girlfriend, so it's revealing now!" ”

Although it is instead of drinking, but after drinking the wine that Lin Xue has drunk, it is easy to misunderstand, Han Wei wanted to explain, it was to follow the local customs, and saw that the host had brought fragrant milk tea, so he didn't speak, in fact, what Han Wei didn't know was that he generally came to the yurt as a guest, and there would be dismount wine, after the host toasted, the guests should immediately catch the wine, and after receiving the wine, dip the ring finger in the wine to the sky, the earth, and the stove to point it in the direction of the stove, in order to show respect to the god of heaven, earth, and fire, and the custom of dipping the ring finger in the wine has been passed down to the present, and it will only be done on specific occasions. Generally, it will not be forced, but it must be drunk, even if it is not drinking, it must be touched to show that it accepts the pure friendship of the master, so if you don't drink on behalf of Lin Xue, you won't seem to respect the other party enough.

Fu Xian didn't explain this, but made a small episode, Lin Xue sat by the brazier, her face was slightly red, I don't know if it was because of drinking, or if the fire was too hot, or ......

Han Wei didn't think too much, he was tasting milk tea, saying, although it smelled very fragrant, but he was a little unaccustomed to drinking, this was boiled by fresh goat's milk, after drinking a few more sips, he began to be familiar with this special taste, and he could taste the fragrance of tea and the sweetness of milk, mellow and refreshing.

While drinking milk tea and chatting, I soon learned the name of another man: Zalente, and Zalumbu are two brothers, the nearby pastures belong to them, and they have been rooted here for generations, the two women are their wives, the other party did not say their names, and Han Wei and Fuxian did not ask much.

Zarant is very talkative, talking about some authentic Mongolian stories and all interesting things, not only Han Wei and Lin Xue listened carefully, Fuxian, an Inner Mongolian person, too, chatting on the Mongolian grassland, naturally talked about sacrificing Ao Bao and horse racing, wrestling, the latter Han Wei is very familiar, very unfamiliar with Ao Bao.

Sacrifice Ao Bao is the religious custom handed down by the Mongolian people since ancient times, in the high place of the mountain with open ground and beautiful scenery, pile a round solid tower with stones, and set up a long pole with scripture cloth or livestock hair horn at the top, offer to sacrifice cooked beef and mutton, the host gives a prayer, men, women and children worship and pray, pray for good weather and good weather, people and animals are safe, after the sacrifice ceremony, often hold horse racing, archery, wrestling and other competitive activities, this is the most important sacrificial sweeping ceremony when believing in shamanism, it is an important festival of the year.

Han Wei and Fuxian both want to experience the festival of sacrificing Ao Bao, horse racing, archery generally have the opportunity to play, thinking of it is surging, maybe every man has a brave and competitive side in his heart, for Lin Xue, these are not very interested, just learn how to make milk tea.