August is the most beautiful season in the grasslands. The grass is fertile and the water is beautiful, the silver poplars by the river, the leaves are beginning to turn yellow, the willows are still so lush, and the green pasture grass has become dark green, which is a little more mature and heavy!

The sunflower, under the fiery gaze of the sun, shyly hooked its head. The herders returned to the winter pastures to prepare hay for their cattle and sheep to overwinter. During the grass season, there is a Russian oil painting "Hay Truck" that depicts this scene.

"Tomorrow, we're going to visit our friends on the prairie!"

In the evening, Ah Ying and I were swimming by the river. A-Ying's white figure is reflected on the calm river, and the golden light of the sunset is plated on her beautiful jade, warm and well-proportioned skin, just like the saint in the Sistine mural! Visible at a glance!

This suffocating body attracted my eyes like a magnet.

Eyes roaming over her affectionately, wanting to burn every inch of that holy skin on the hard drive of the heart, never forget! I'm going to kiss her all over my body, everywhere, and I'm going to melt her into my body, and I'll never be separated from the ends of the earth...... The heart is swaying, and the blood is swelling! There's a hornet's nest hidden in the head, buzzing around!

The men of the prairie are not short of wildness at any time!

"Don't beat me up for my bad idea!" A-Ying's charming voice reveals the shyness of a girl!

A handful of river water, like a crystal sprinkled on my body, a stir, turned over and jumped into the warm river water, I seemed to hear the crimson molten steel, a sound in the river water solidified......

But I still kissed my goddess, my bride, unremused, and unexpected!

"We're going to see your friends tomorrow!" A-Ying is whispering......

This moment has been eternally frozen in the sunset of the Irtysh River......

Early the next morning.

My A-Ying, my jujube red horse, my sinap, and the rising --- my sun in the east, set off with me!

A-Ying, wrapped in an apricot-yellow sari on her head, hugged me tightly, and Snaip led the way, and we faced the morning sun, paddling with dew, along the winding riverside path, and the horses galloped like wings into the depths of the valley forest.

A-Ying had never ridden a horse before, and the violent bumps of the horse when she ran made her timid, hugged me behind me, and sighed in a trembling voice: "It's so beautiful here!" Elder brother! I want to come down, walk among the flowers, on the grass, and stop! ”

The horses are tired, too, and it's time to stop and rest.

So, I found a grassy beach with sparse trees and stopped. Picked up A-Ying from the horse, the little girl, limped all the way, and her feet were unsteady.

"It's beautiful, it's beautiful!" The little girl limped along the meadow, shouting excitedly, and her voice was as soft and clear as a mountain stream.

As soon as Irtysh woke up from her sleep in the morning, the dense forest was like her beautiful, flowing long hair, and the white mist in the forest that had not yet completely faded was the white sari, which half concealed and half concealed her noble and elegant face.

In her warm embrace, the white swans, cranes, wild ducks, geese, sand gulls and other creatures that inhabit them sang and frolicked in the warm sunshine early.

The grass by the river is covered with crystal clear dewdrops, which emit a colorful psychedelic light under the light of the early morning sun. Clusters, tents, white and tender straw mushrooms and porcini mushrooms, like white jade, hid in the sandy soil, peeking at the beautiful little girl.

The delicate little yellow flowers and plush balls of dandelions, as well as those pink and blue unknown flowers, are all in this late summer morning, free competition, reflecting each other, to this quiet river valley, spread a layer of splendid green carpet, a visual feast.

In the warm sunshine, the birds sing happily, the woodpeckers beat a series of dense drums, and the butterflies and bees flutter in the melody of light, shadow and song. The horses are grazing leisurely, A-Ying and Sinap are chasing and playing on the grassy beach, this good day, this beautiful scenery, how not to make people intoxicated, lingering.

I picked a few wild flowers and grasses, knitted a wreath, hid it behind me, and walked up to A-Ying, she thought I was going to scare her, and shouted with a smile: "Si Naip, come here, your brother is going to scare me!" ”

The silly puppy pounced on me, hugged it, and I put a wreath on A-Ying's head, although this wreath was not as good as a rose and a diamond ring, but it was the most solemn gift of the young man on the prairie!

There is no deliberately romantic atmosphere, no gentlemanly kneeling on one knee, no affectionate words, "Be my bride!" "It's a very bland sentence.

"Good!" I readily agreed.

Love to the depths, no need to talk about it, no red tape! Prairie style.

"Don't you need to worship the heavens and the earth?" A-Ying fell into my arms and asked innocently.

"Save it for later!" This stupid man!

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Hi! Murat! Buick!, where are you all? Come and see who's coming!" When I came to the village, I opened my throat and called for friends.

"Hey, Anqi, you're like a happy little bird, flying to my house, and you've definitely brought me good news!" Hosenbek came out of the yurt and took the reins with a smile on his face, "Please go inside the house!" "Greeted us warmly.

"Little Hulash, go and call Mulat, Brother Buick go, tell them that Anqi is here, and he has brought a little fairy!" Horsen sent his 8-year-old Ba Yanzi to my two good friends.

After a while, Murat, Buick, and Mandula came together. Three strong, handsome young Kazakhs. I introduced A-Ying one by one, "This little fairy is the A-Ying I told you," I took A-Ying and gave them a formal introduction, "The little fairy is Anqi's ......?" Murat asked knowingly. The little fairy is Anqi's heart! "Oh, Anqi's heart is so beautiful!".

Immediately, the tent was filled with sun-drenched laughter!

The fragrant milk tea, the crispy naan cakes, and the fragrant Baoershak that you can't stop, Mayila's sister-in-law is busy virtuously with a smile on her face.

"Today is the wedding day of my brother Aman, and I would like you to join him in the evening, okay?" Buick warmly invited me and A-Ying.

"Ah, what a coincidence!" A-Ying and I looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

The sun slowly refuses to go home, the moon is reluctant to go out, and the happy time, in waiting, is so warm and long.

Mayila's sister-in-law dressed A-Ying in a playful and cute manner according to the traditional costumes of the Kazakh people. Like a bride, she hid behind Mayila's sister-in-law, looking around mischievously, not at all inhibited, as if the evening was her grand party!

The eyes of the five men were all focused on A-Ying's graceful figure and moonlight-like face, and her smile and glance back touched everyone's hearts. Even the rising moon in the sky smiled and pulled a piece of white sari to cover her noble and kind face! I can't bear to look at it!

"Anqi, your heart is so beautiful! She is a gift from the grassland and a gift from Hu Da! Mandula's wife whispered to me.

"Anqi's heart will never cry again." I laughed.

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Yo ho ho! The grand event of the prairie has begun!

The blazing bonfire, burning, that is the most condensed blessing of the sun, the bold singing singing, that is the most heartfelt blessing of the enthusiastic and unrestrained and kind people on the grassland! The cheerful dance dances up, and that is the footsteps of the amorous people chasing happiness!

Akon's enthusiastic and loud singing voice sent the most simple and sincere wishes to a couple of newlyweds! Dong Bura unwillingly stirred the cheerful black horse.

"Ah Ying, look, that's the black horse, the joy of the early plain!" Pulling A-Ying, we jumped into the joyful crowd.

Murat, Buick, and his companions all embraced me, and the girls gathered around A-Ying, who hid in a bouquet of pearls, but she was still the most delicate one, and I could recognize it at a glance.

Black Walking Horse! Come on, Black Horse!

"Lovely Nine Roses, my little girl," Anqi's singing voice is always the most beautiful song on the grassland, the most beautiful singing, because the Nine Roses has always opened in his heart and will never wither.

Bonfires are dancing and poplars are laughing. The finger meat jumps in the pot, the roasted whole lamb sucks the tempting aroma on the shelf, and the fragrance of mare's milk wine can intoxicate the river. The bright moon was drunk in the river, the river was drunk in the embrace of the forest, the beloved was drunk in my heart, and I was drunk in the yurt.

Boiling river valleys, jubilant grasslands! ……

Through the dim moonlight outside the curtains, I could also see my heart at a glance, curled up beside me, like a scarlet nine jewels, exuding the fragrance of mare's milk wine.

She slept peacefully. The curved eyebrows and long eyelashes cover the big eyes with affection. With a thin nose bridge and a small nose, you can breathe evenly.

The rounded ears and long black hair half-covered her innocent cheeks.

I seldom looked at her so calmly, admiring her beauty, and I took her head in my arms and gazed at her for a long time. The probe kissed her sexy, plump lips that still smelled of cumin, her ears, her neck......

"Brother, are you trying to eat me?" A-Ying was whispering, her eyes glinting in the night......

The eyes of those who love you will glow!