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When I was in Kuweixia Ranch, one day I was walking on the edge of the forest and met a friend. Her full name is "Gulberry" and I'll call her "Gulbe".
Gubei and I had a hard time communicating verbally. It took me an afternoon to figure out that her family had 400 sheep instead of 40,000. In addition, she enthusiastically taught me countless Kazakh words, but unfortunately I forgot them all. I also taught her some Chinese, and two years later, she could still use the words I taught her to ask me: "Li Juan, what's your name? How old are you? Do you have a partner? You How old is mother? How old is your father? Is this an arm? Is this a hand? Is this a stone? …”
That day, I gave her half of the peanuts in my pocket, and she ate it before me, so I gave her another half of the rest. We sat on the grassland and ate on the big rocks in the wind. After we clapped our hands and buttocks, she took me to see her parents and drank two bowls of fresh yogurt - if you put some yogurt in it I'd love to drink two more bowls of sugar.
Gu Bei is 15 years old, several years younger than me, but like my sister, tall, cheerful, diligent and sensible.
Actually, we had met several times before we met. It's just that I don't know people very well, and I think those Kazakh girls are pretty good, but I didn't expect to be the same person.
Once, when it rained heavily, the stones that crossed the river were flooded with a lot of stones - before we all crossed the river by stepping on them, there is no bridge here - I was trapped in the middle of the water. It was a complete error of judgment. At first, when I looked at it from the other side of the river, the stone seemed to be very close to the river bank, and it only needed to jump vertically like a small deer. It's a pity that I'm not a deer, and I'm still wearing a thick and stupid cotton-padded jacket. It was impossible to retreat. The stone I had just stepped on made me kick it over with too much force when I jumped... So I just swayed from side to side in the turbid and turbulent water. On the wet and slippery stones, there were dangers... At this moment, Gubei appeared like an angel. She rode a horse as if descending from the sky, dismounted by the river, and stood on the opposite bank, leaning over and extending her hand. I hurriedly bent over to grab her, and she took a slight edge, and I jumped over safely without touching the icy cold water at all.
The second time was to fetch water from the other side of the river. It was spring water, on a swamp under the forest, very sweet, very clean water. Peeling off the grass covering the spring, the first thing I saw was myself, then the sand at the bottom of the spring, and finally the water. It's more like a puff of clean, clear air.
I used the plastic water scoop I brought with me to scoop up the water one by one. After filling the bucket, I put it on a big rock by the spring, and then I went to play by myself.
Later, I climbed up a high place, and when I looked back, there was also a person carrying a bucket in the distance and walking towards the spring. I climbed up again and vaguely heard someone shouting from behind. Looking back, I saw the person who carried the water waving my red water scoop high and shouting something to me. I guess she wanted to borrow it? So I casually agreed, turned around and entered the woods. After a while, when I ran out to see it again, there was no one by the spring, and my bright plastic bucket was gone.
I hurried down and saw the girl who borrowed my water scoop walking forward with a bucket in hand. I shouted and chased after her, when she had already started to walk on the long and narrow single-plank bridge. Because it had just rained, the single-plank bridge was round and slippery, but with a bucket of long water in one hand, she passed it steadily. When she reached the end of the pasture, she put down my bucket, turned around and waved to me, and walked towards a yurt on the opposite hillside. On the other side is my house. She might know me, she might have been paying attention to me for a long time, otherwise how would she know where my home is? There are several Han families on this pasture.
Gubei told me about this later, otherwise I'm afraid I still don't know it's her! The third pleasant meeting was when I hiked to another ditch to find my mother. My mother went out early in the morning and said she was going to someone's house for tea, but it was almost noon and she didn't come back. I asked my grandmother to stay at home, and I went out to look for it. There are not many yurts in that area, and they are sparsely distributed on the sunny side of the mountain. I asked them one by one, and finally I asked someone who said that I had seen her at the Wada's house in the back mountain. She can really run!
I guess she went straight over the back mountain through the forest at the top of the mountain. But I did not dare to enter the dark and damp forest alone, so I walked around from the foot of the mountain far away. The road is long, the surroundings are quiet, and there is no one on the way. After a while, the swift hooves of the horses gradually began to sound. I was afraid that it was a man, so I quickly hid behind the rocks by the roadside, and didn't come out until I saw that the three horses that appeared in the direction of the sound were all young girls. Keep going. The three girls were talking and laughing loudly on horseback, riding the horses and whipping the whip, as if they were racing horses or chasing. They soon caught up with me. I stepped to the side of the road and let them pass. Later, they gradually slowed down and looked back at me from time to time, pointing and discussing something. At this moment, one of them turned the horse's head, trotted back, pulled the horse in front of me, and said something like a joke, I heard the word "tailor" in it, and thought that she might know me, so I smiled and nodded. nod. Then she patted the place behind her saddle, I was overjoyed, I ran up, grabbed the saddle and her clothes and climbed up. This made everyone laugh out loud and I was overwhelmed. Some of them asked me where I was going, and I understood. They said I was going to Wada's house, and they laughed again, as if it was a funny joke. I really don't know why these girls love to laugh so much. I also asked them where they were going, and they laughed. I just had to laugh along. The horse ran faster and faster until I couldn't sit still, so I closed my eyes and hugged her waist tightly. After the horse slowed down, I looked up and saw three or two white yurts perched on the gentle grassy slope on the other side of the river in front of me. to the place. Thanks again and again, it made them smile even more. One of them is Gube.
Maybe more than three times. Later, when she said it, I felt that all the Kazakh girls I had met were like her, so happy and enthusiastic; and they seemed to be very lonely. They all have bright eyes and glowing faces. They wore the same full moon-shaped silver earrings and held delicate little horse whips. I wanted to see their whips, I said the request, they laughed for a long time, and one of them handed over...
When I was in Kuweixia Ranch, one day I was walking on the edge of the forest and met a friend. Her full name is "Gulberry" and I'll call her "Gulbe".
Gubei and I had a hard time communicating verbally. It took me an afternoon to figure out that her family had 400 sheep instead of 40,000. In addition, she enthusiastically taught me countless Kazakh words, but unfortunately I forgot them all. I also taught her some Chinese, and two years later, she could still use the words I taught her to ask me: "Li Juan, what's your name? How old are you? Do you have a partner? You How old is mother? How old is your father? Is this an arm? Is this a hand? Is this a stone? …”
That day, I gave her half of the peanuts in my pocket, and she ate it before me, so I gave her another half of the rest. We sat on the grassland and ate on the big rocks in the wind. After we clapped our hands and buttocks, she took me to see her parents and drank two bowls of fresh yogurt - if you put some yogurt in it I'd love to drink two more bowls of sugar.
Gu Bei is 15 years old, several years younger than me, but like my sister, tall, cheerful, diligent and sensible.
Actually, we had met several times before we met. It's just that I don't know people very well, and I think those Kazakh girls are pretty good, but I didn't expect to be the same person.
Once, when it rained heavily, the stones that crossed the river were flooded with a lot of stones - before we all crossed the river by stepping on them, there is no bridge here - I was trapped in the middle of the water. It was a complete error of judgment. At first, when I looked at it from the other side of the river, the stone seemed to be very close to the river bank, and it only needed to jump vertically like a small deer. It's a pity that I'm not a deer, and I'm still wearing a thick and stupid cotton-padded jacket. It was impossible to retreat. The stone I had just stepped on made me kick it over with too much force when I jumped... So I just swayed from side to side in the turbid and turbulent water. On the wet and slippery stones, there were dangers... At this moment, Gubei appeared like an angel. She rode a horse as if descending from the sky, dismounted by the river, and stood on the opposite bank, leaning over and extending her hand. I hurriedly bent over to grab her, and she took a slight edge, and I jumped over safely without touching the icy cold water at all.
The second time was to fetch water from the other side of the river. It was spring water, on a swamp under the forest, very sweet, very clean water. Peeling off the grass covering the spring, the first thing I saw was myself, then the sand at the bottom of the spring, and finally the water. It's more like a puff of clean, clear air.
I used the plastic water scoop I brought with me to scoop up the water one by one. After filling the bucket, I put it on a big rock by the spring, and then I went to play by myself.
Later, I climbed up a high place, and when I looked back, there was also a person carrying a bucket in the distance and walking towards the spring. I climbed up again and vaguely heard someone shouting from behind. Looking back, I saw the person who carried the water waving my red water scoop high and shouting something to me. I guess she wanted to borrow it? So I casually agreed, turned around and entered the woods. After a while, when I ran out to see it again, there was no one by the spring, and my bright plastic bucket was gone.
I hurried down and saw the girl who borrowed my water scoop walking forward with a bucket in hand. I shouted and chased after her, when she had already started to walk on the long and narrow single-plank bridge. Because it had just rained, the single-plank bridge was round and slippery, but with a bucket of long water in one hand, she passed it steadily. When she reached the end of the pasture, she put down my bucket, turned around and waved to me, and walked towards a yurt on the opposite hillside. On the other side is my house. She might know me, she might have been paying attention to me for a long time, otherwise how would she know where my home is? There are several Han families on this pasture.
Gubei told me about this later, otherwise I'm afraid I still don't know it's her! The third pleasant meeting was when I hiked to another ditch to find my mother. My mother went out early in the morning and said she was going to someone's house for tea, but it was almost noon and she didn't come back. I asked my grandmother to stay at home, and I went out to look for it. There are not many yurts in that area, and they are sparsely distributed on the sunny side of the mountain. I asked them one by one, and finally I asked someone who said that I had seen her at the Wada's house in the back mountain. She can really run!
I guess she went straight over the back mountain through the forest at the top of the mountain. But I did not dare to enter the dark and damp forest alone, so I walked around from the foot of the mountain far away. The road is long, the surroundings are quiet, and there is no one on the way. After a while, the swift hooves of the horses gradually began to sound. I was afraid that it was a man, so I quickly hid behind the rocks by the roadside, and didn't come out until I saw that the three horses that appeared in the direction of the sound were all young girls. Keep going. The three girls were talking and laughing loudly on horseback, riding the horses and whipping the whip, as if they were racing horses or chasing. They soon caught up with me. I stepped to the side of the road and let them pass. Later, they gradually slowed down and looked back at me from time to time, pointing and discussing something. At this moment, one of them turned the horse's head, trotted back, pulled the horse in front of me, and said something like a joke, I heard the word "tailor" in it, and thought that she might know me, so I smiled and nodded. nod. Then she patted the place behind her saddle, I was overjoyed, I ran up, grabbed the saddle and her clothes and climbed up. This made everyone laugh out loud and I was overwhelmed. Some of them asked me where I was going, and I understood. They said I was going to Wada's house, and they laughed again, as if it was a funny joke. I really don't know why these girls love to laugh so much. I also asked them where they were going, and they laughed. I just had to laugh along. The horse ran faster and faster until I couldn't sit still, so I closed my eyes and hugged her waist tightly. After the horse slowed down, I looked up and saw three or two white yurts perched on the gentle grassy slope on the other side of the river in front of me. to the place. Thanks again and again, it made them smile even more. One of them is Gube.
Maybe more than three times. Later, when she said it, I felt that all the Kazakh girls I had met were like her, so happy and enthusiastic; and they seemed to be very lonely. They all have bright eyes and glowing faces. They wore the same full moon-shaped silver earrings and held delicate little horse whips. I wanted to see their whips, I said the request, they laughed for a long time, and one of them handed over...
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