Chapter 4 Chapter 1 Forbidden Land for the Living

In the eastern part of the vast and majestic Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, where the three provinces of Sichuan, Gansu, and Qinghai meet, there are tall and rolling mountains.Between the peaks of Guoluo Mountain, Animaqing Mountain, Xiqing Mountain, and West Qinling Mountains, a piece suddenly collapsed, forming a unique plateau basin with an altitude of 3,300 to 3,600 meters. In this plateau oasis, Gaqu, Moqu and Requ flow, as well as the Bailong River, Baozuo River and Brazil River, as well as the strange First Bend of the Yellow River.Various rivers meander and flow, and even form the largest swamp in the world.This rare plateau basin was called the Songpan Plateau in ancient times, also known as the Ruoergai Grassland.

Ruoergai has always been the main traffic route from Gan to Qing, and is an important town on the North Road of Aba Prefecture.It is located in the triangular area that goes to the Hehuang Valley in the north, goes to the Minjiang River and Dadu River in the south, and goes out to the Jialing River in the east to reach the Sichuan Basin. It has an important position in transportation and trade. It has always been the frontier of communication and integration between the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and the inland. Before I came here, I only knew that it was a place full of swamps and surrounded by snow-capped mountains.After reading the relevant introduction in the car, I realized how scary and difficult this trip was.

In 1935, the Red Army began the most terrifying part of the 25,000-mile Long March—climbing snow-capped mountains and crossing grasslands.Countless Red Army soldiers died on that section of the road, known as the death march in the Long March.This road of death covered with bones is the Ruoergai Grassland. Although Zoige Grassland is in Sichuan, it is located at the junction of the three provinces, so it is more convenient to take a bus from Lanzhou to Qinghai.The two of us got a piece of red cloth wrapped around our arms, pretending to be the Red Guards who went there to join forces, and said that we would go to the Ruoergai Grassland to pay our respects to the martyrs who died when our Red Army climbed the snow-capped mountains and crossed the grassland. I took a truck to Langmusi.After bumping all the way, we arrived at Langmusi.

Langmusi is located in a small town under the jurisdiction of Luqu County, Gannan Tibetan Autonomous Prefecture, on the border of Gansu and Sichuan provinces.A small stream flows slowly through the town, connecting the two provinces of Sichuan and Gansu.This is also an area inhabited by two ethnic groups, Tibetan and Hui. There are lamaseries and mosques, and there are people of all kinds of dresses and beliefs. We asked around how to get to the Ruoergai Grassland, and we spent a long time inquiring about it.As a result, we speak Chinese and others speak Hui; we speak Chinese and others speak Tibetan.It took a long time to understand each other.

Monkey and I were dumbfounded.Monkey thought for a while, and said that he was going to Langmusi to have a look. The monks there probably knew Chinese, so he asked me to wait for him here. Outside a tent by the creek, a stout man squatted there, squinting at me all the time.The man was holding a bowl of kumiss and drank it in big gulps, he looked like a Han Chinese.But that man has a big scar from the corner of his eye, extending to his cheek. He looks very fierce. I dare not ask him. I didn't ask him, but he came over to greet me, and said carelessly, "Shoulder to shoulder, are you going to Ruoergai Grassland?"

I couldn't quite understand what he said, and I didn't dare not answer, so I hurriedly said, "Yes, I'm going to Ruoergai!" The man said: "Shun Shui Wan, one character is three, dare I ask you how to call me?" I couldn't figure it out: "What, what is going well?" The man grinned and said, "Cough, this, this Shun Shui Wan is Liu, my name is Liu San." I found it strange that Shun Shui Wan had something to do with Liu, but I still said politely: "My surname is Bai, Bai Shitou." The man's expression changed, he hurriedly ran into the house, opened the door curtain and shouted: "Ladle handle, there is a snowflake here!"

The man asked: "Pass the threshold?" Scarface faltered and said: "I handed it over, but it seems to be a loophole!" The man said: "Put the recruiter on the bright spot, don't send out entrustments to show off!" Scarface said: "It doesn't look like it, or else you can palm your eyes!" The man didn't speak. After a while, the curtain of the door was raised, and a gentle man came out.Wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, he cupped his fists and looked at me with a smile: "Brother's surname is Bai?" The scarred face is obviously a ruthless character, but he is respectful to this person. How dare I disrespect him, so I hurriedly imitated my fists and said, "Bai, Bai Shitou, just call me Shitou."

The man was still smiling: "Okay, okay, Shitou, are you going to Ruoergai?" I said: "Yes, yes, this is not asking for directions!" The man said, "It's not a good time to go to the grassland!" I said, "Huh? What's wrong?" The man laughed and said, "August is the rainy season. It rained in the grassland, and there was water everywhere. The grassland has turned into a swamp. If you go in, you won't be able to get out!" I froze for a moment: "There is water in the grassland?" The man still laughed: "Not only water, but also other things!"

I said, "What else?" The man looked at me straight and said, "There is a ghost." I was startled by him, and stammered: "There are ghosts?" The man didn't reply, he looked at me for a while, turned around and went back, and said, "Yes, yes, so you have to be careful." Scarface followed him, the two whispered a few words, and he entered the room. Scarface was still squatting on the stone, gulping down the kumiss, watching me gesturing and asking people.Later, he probably got tired of watching it, so he called me over and said, "Hey, you are really evil, I told you that going to the grassland at this time is to seek death, you still go!"

I said, "Then where are you going?" Scarface said: "Us? Of course we are going to the grassland!" I said, "Then you are not afraid of death?" Scar face was choked by me, and he became angry immediately, cursing: "I came out of Changbai Mountain, so I don't know what to be afraid of!" I said, "That's right, I'm not afraid!" Scarface sneered: "Just you little boy, you won't be eaten alive by wolves when you reach the grassland!" I perfunctorily said, "Let's take one step at a time and see one step at a time. Humans are inherently mortal!"

The scarred face looked at me strangely, as if he had some interest in me, and said, "Hey, I also met a stubborn guy! Well, there is a guy! You are going to Ruoergai, right? Let me introduce you to someone." !" I couldn't believe it: "Do you still know people who went to the grassland?" He curled his lips: "I've been here for three months, and my feet are going to be moldy!" I said, "You've all been here for so long!" He curled his lips: "Is there any way, isn't it just to wait for someone?" I casually asked, "Who are you waiting for?" He glared: "What's none of your business? You may not be alive yet!" He looked at the sky and muttered, "It's the end of August, God, it's not raining yet!" If you want to enter the grassland, maybe you can meet there in the future! Scarface is bad-tempered enough, but he's not bad.He made arrangements there, and soon helped me hire a cart for the herdsmen on the Ruoergai Grassland.He also warned me that the Ruoergai Grassland is the real Tibetan area, and there are very few people who know Chinese, and it will be very difficult for people who are not familiar with the place there.He advised me to stay here for a few days with peace of mind, and then go in together when there are more people. I was hesitating when the monkey came back.I told him that the monkey was very worried about the scarred face, so he hurriedly got something to eat, and insisted on following the herdsman's cart straight to the Ruoergai Grassland. The herdsman's name is Duoji, which means King Kong, and he drives a yak cart.Bullock carts are wooden wheels, and they walk on the grassland. Dorji is very enthusiastic, he may feel that it is very fresh for us to go to the grassland, and he talks to us in broken Chinese.But after all, he only understands the few words "Hello", "I, Duoji", "Have you eaten?", and the monkey and I only understand "Tashi Dele", so we had to grin at him in the end Laugh, laugh so that my mouth is sore. I was lying on the bullock cart with a piece of dogtail grass in my mouth, looking up at the endless prairie.Zoige Grassland is very cold, the annual average temperature is close to zero degrees Celsius.Fortunately, it's August, and it's not cold during the day, it just feels cool.Looking from a distance, the mountains and plains are full of Gesang Meiduo.In Tibetan, "Gesang" means happiness, and "Meiduo" means flower.Tibetans collectively call the unnamed wild flowers "Gesang Meiduo", also known as Gesang flowers.These tiny little flowers are swaying in the wind, some are pink, some are yellow, and some are white.The emerald-like lake water, the bright white stream water, the grassland and the sky all present a melancholy blue color, and the white clouds float leisurely in the sky, and every strand of it can be seen clearly. Here, you can see colorful prayer flags everywhere, on the hillside there are huge six-character mantras piled up by Tibetans with white stones, huge yaks, dense flocks of sheep, Tibetans waving whips, and outsiders. The hustle and bustle obviously didn't affect here.The original innocence and tranquility are still maintained here, like a paradise far away from the world. Looking at the dreamlike beauty, I lay comfortably on the cart with my hands pillowed on it, and said to the monkey, "That scarred face said I was 'Kongzi', what does that mean? Do you understand?" The monkey said: "They are not good people at first glance, I guess they are fugitives. I have heard people say that they all pay attention to their words. I guess this is their quackery." They don’t necessarily have to be bad guys, there are good guys out of the waters of Liangshan! Besides, my grandfather also said that their craftsmen in the Yellow River also have a set of code words when mining gold, so that’s fine!” The monkey didn't speak, just stared at the blue sky in a daze. I looked at the melancholy blue sky with wisps of white clouds, and the haze in my heart was much less these days.I stretched my body in the car and made fun of the monkey: "Monkey, you are worse than the KMT!" The monkey asked, "What's the matter?" I said, "Huh, you still have the face to ask me what's wrong? You kid saw yourself admiring flowers on the grassland under the water, but saw my father being eaten by a dragon. Do you think you are worse than the Kuomintang! The Kuomintang is harming others and benefiting yourself. You kid is harming others and not benefiting yourself!" This was originally a joke, but the monkey ignored me at all, and continued to look gloomy at the rolling green hills in the distance. I made fun of it, and I couldn't hold back my face, and said: "Damn, are you sure, where are we going? You haven't heard that the Ruoergai Grassland is a Tibetan area from beginning to end! I guess what are you talking about?" , they can't understand!" The monkey said lightly: "Don't worry, I can see that place at a glance." Yo ho, this dead monkey has a tough mouth!I was so angry that my teeth were itching, thinking that I wouldn't be able to find a place when the time came, and see if I didn't smack my mouth! As we walked, a black cloud floated across the sky, covering the sun.The originally light green green hills in the distance quickly turned dark green as the sun was covered. From a distance, it seemed that the entire mountain changed color rapidly. I was watching it strangely, when suddenly the yak neighed, then swung its body, bent its legs on the ground, and trembled all over.The car leaned on the side of the road and almost fell down. The monkey and I were thrown off. Dorji also rolled down from the car, knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the sky, his body was shaking like a sieve, and said while kowtowing: "Gabuchaguai, Gabuchaguai..." Before I figured out what was going on, the monkey pulled me out of the car, hid me behind the cart, and looked up to the sky. I asked him softly, "What's going on?" "Hush!" The monkey pointed to the sky and watched cautiously. I looked up and saw that the sky was very clean, except for the clear blue sky and wisps of white clouds, there was only a black cloud drifting over, blocking the sun.What's so strange about this black cloud, why are they so flustered? I stretched out my head and took a closer look. The black cloud was far away from us that day. From here, it was about the size of a mat, but if it fell, it would be astonishingly large, otherwise it would be impossible to block the sun. .This is clearly an ordinary cloud, why be nervous? I just wanted to look back, but the black cloud suddenly shrank, then shrank another piece, and then gradually grew bigger.This black cloud is really weird! I stammered, "Monkey, damn it, this cloud can move!" But the monkey said seriously, "That's not a cloud, it's a big bird!" "Bird?" I was startled, the black clouds covered the sky, how could it be a bird?Where in the world is there such a big bird? But the monkey said with certainty that it was not just one bird, but tens of thousands of birds gathered together and flying high in the sky. It looked like a black cloud from a distance, covering even the sun. . Come to think of it, the situation that the monkey mentioned is called passing the bird, also known as the meeting to catch the bird. I really experienced it once when I was a child.When I was seven or eight years old, I went to Dangshan with my father.There is a very old Yellow River in Dangshan, and an ancient city is buried under the old Yellow River, which is more than ten meters deep.Dangshan is full of sandy land, and the soil is too sandy to grow any crops, except that it is rich in pears.The Ya pear is sweet and crisp, and has become the famous Dangshan pear, which is exported to the outside world. It was autumn when we went, and we caught up with a bird-crossing quail.There were so many quails that it looked like a plague of locusts. They were everywhere, covering the sky and covering the earth, really covering the sky.First, there was a gust of black wind, which made the sky dark and dark. People wanted to light lanterns when they went out, and most of the sky was dark.Before everyone figured out what was going on, they heard a buzzing noise from a distance, like an earthquake, or like hundreds of fighter jets flying together, and the whole ground was buzzing.Then the flock of birds came over, and it was dark, like black rain falling from the sky.The flock of birds jumped down in a blink of an eye, and landed on the tree, the branches were all broken; when they landed on the ground, the ground seemed to be covered with a layer of hemp black blanket.Anyway, in a blink of an eye, chirping, chirping, everywhere—in the sky, on the ground, and on the trees, in groups, mighty and mighty. The folks told us that this is quail, that is, quail migration.The quail flew all the way from the south in flocks, and they were so tired that when they landed, they could not move again, and they could not be beaten away with sticks.The local men, women and children went into battle together, using big brooms, fishing nets, and even beating with sticks.The quail carcasses were piled up into hills, and the washbasins in every household were filled to the brim. The locals took half a month to finish eating. But I'm also a little uncertain, so many birds gathered in the sky to form a black cloud, and they don't fly out, what are they going to do? At this time, the black cloud slowly flew away.Dorji just got up from the ground, and without patting the dirt on his body, he folded his hands and pointed to the sky and said, "Oh... Chaguai, the sky... the flying... the eagle... Gabu!" Dorji was talking about the black cloud in the sky, and "Qiaguai" should mean an eagle—an eagle flying in the sky.What does "gab" mean?The folks made a comparison for a long time, but we couldn't figure it out.Finally he picked up a white stone from the ground and pointed it out to us. Does "gabu" mean stone?Could it be that "Qaguai Gabu" means a stone eagle?It doesn't make sense at all!The monkey said that Dorji might not mean the stone, but the color of the stone—white.Tibetans have white worship, he probably wants to say that flying in the sky is a big white eagle! I was even more surprised, ah, dare to say that the black cloud just now was not a flock of birds, but a big white eagle!How big is that eagle? The monkey also smiled wryly, saying that he hoped so, otherwise if the big white eagle was hungry, we might not have enough to fill its teeth! After walking for a long time, we saw white mushrooms dotted on the vast grassland from a distance.When I got closer, the mushroom turned out to be a tent stationed on the grassland.Dorje is very enthusiastic and must invite us to live in his house for a day.He yelled at the bullock cart, and before he got close, he saw a lion-like mastiff standing up, pulling the iron chain with a clatter, holding his foot, and howling at us.The cry was like rolling thunder, and it made my ears buzz. I was taken aback. I had heard that the Tibetan Mastiff was the most terrifying beast on the plateau, but I didn't expect it to be so ferocious.Looking at its huge head like a lion and the fangs sticking out of its lips, I was too frightened to approach it. Dorje threw a horse stick at it, stopped it, and it walked away resentfully and lay down on the ground. The tents in Tibet are woven from yak hair. They are strong and large, about the size of a house in the interior, and all kinds of living utensils are readily available inside.A few stones were piled up in the center of the tent, an iron bucket was hung above it, and cow and sheep dung were burned underneath.The water in the iron bucket boiled and gurgled.There are two copper water tanks on the left and right of the entrance of the tent. Some dried beef and mutton are hung on the tent, there are strings of dried milk dregs, and there is even a military kettle. I was taken aback, how could there be a military kettle in Duoji's house? After thinking about it, I was relieved.When the Red Army climbed the snow-capped mountains and crossed the grassland, more than 10,000 people stayed on the grassland forever.It is also normal for herdsmen to pick up water bottles in the grass, or accept water bottles from several warriors as gifts. Dorje invited us to sit on the upper right of the stove, which is the most honorable place in a tent where Buddha is usually worshiped.He frantically boiled water for us, but it couldn't boil.He smiled awkwardly and went out to do it by himself. I said to the monkey: "There is no one here who understands Chinese, what should we do?" The monkey looked at the flowing clouds outside the tent, and said flatly, "It doesn't matter, anyway, when we get there, we will have everything." I got angry: "Damn you, I don't know what kind of place it is! Besides, even if there is everything there, you have to live there!" After a while, the Tibetan mastiff barked again.The cry this time was a bit strange, as if he was very frightened, with a threatening sound like rolling thunder in his throat. The Tibetan mastiff is considered the most ferocious beast on the plateau, not to mention grass wolves and snow leopards, even if it encounters a terrifying Tibetan horse bear, it has the strength to fight.What on earth has it encountered that makes it so frightened? Monkey and I were just about to go out to have a look, when the curtain was lifted, a woman came in and said, "Oh, there are guests!" It appeared to be the hostess who came in.I don't understand why the Tibetan mastiff is so afraid of the hostess, so I quickly stood up.The hostess combed her hair in a typical Tibetan style, but she wore a typical Han Chinese green jade hairpin, and she could speak fluent Chinese.She was very enthusiastic and made buttered tea for us, saying that the altitude here is high, we just arrived, and we are afraid of altitude sickness, so we should drink some warm buttered tea. Holding the warm buttered tea bowl in my hand, I said, "It's really great. We were worried that we couldn't find anyone to ask for directions. We happened to meet you who can understand Chinese." The woman giggled and said that she grew up in a Han Chinese neighborhood, so she knew some Chinese.She pointed at the things in the room and taught me a few words in Tibetan, saying that the water tank is called "Qiu Sang", the Tibetan mastiff is called "Qi", and the six-character mantra in Tibet is "唵(an), 啦(ma), eh (ni), Ba (ba), Mi (mei), Hum (hong)" - this is also chanted by many people in Han Chinese residential areas. She yelled at Dorji sharply, telling Dorji to kill a sheep quickly to entertain the guests.She asked where we were going, and said that she was familiar with the area for hundreds of miles, and she could not go wrong.If you go further outside, it is a swamp.For hundreds of miles, the haystacks were floating on the muddy water, which could not be seen from the outside at all.The person's foot sank, and the top of his head disappeared in a blink of an eye, and he couldn't pull it back. Seeing how enthusiastic she was, I quickly took out the food in my backpack and gave it to her; I urged the monkey to tell him where the place was, if it was in the swamp, it would be the end of the game. The monkey obviously evaded this question a bit, but was urged by me later, and reluctantly said: "I remember that there are all big snow mountains there, and there is a hollow in the middle, and there are a lot of big iron chains coiled there." The woman froze for a moment, as if she had heard something terrifying, she said in surprise, "Daxueshan Canyon? Are you going to Daxueshan Canyon?!" I heard her voice was different, so I knew there must be something weird about this place, so I hurriedly asked her, "What exactly is Zoige Grassland? Can't I go there?" The woman asked me vigilantly, "What's your last name?" I said, "Bai, Bai Shitou, you can call me Shitou..." The woman's complexion suddenly changed, and she sneered: "You finally found it!" The woman turned her head and shouted something in Tibetan, which should be to greet Dorji.She turned her head and sneered at me, as if she had seen through some of my schemes. The woman's face suddenly changed, and the atmosphere froze there. At this moment, Dorje walked in, and before he could figure out what was going on, he held a sheep-killing knife in his hand and smiled at us.The woman said something in Tibetan to him, and Dorje was visibly nervous, and was stunned for a while, and the knife fell to the ground with a thud. He quickly picked up the knife and held it tightly in his hand. I also stood up nervously.The three of them stood there abruptly, and none of them spoke. At this time, the monkey called me to sit down, told me not to say anything, just sit there without moving, and then slowly put down the copper bowl that was always in my hand. After sitting down, I realized what the monkey meant. At this time, we have already formed a confrontation with the two of them. If we are misunderstood by them, the man does not need to do anything. He only needs to call the Tibetan mastiff outside to come in, and the lives of me and the monkey will be accounted for here. The monkey sat there upright and said calmly: "Don't be nervous, it's our first time here too. My mother is an old Red Army soldier who left here forever during the Long March. So we want to take this opportunity to see Look. If it is said that Daxueshan Canyon is a restricted area here, and we have committed a taboo, then we will go back now and will never come again in the future.” I was so nervous that I didn't dare to catch my breath. I looked at them there, thinking that Monkey really dared to make it up. His mother became the Red Army in just a short while! Those two people didn't speak, they exchanged something in Tibetan with complicated eyes, and glanced at us from time to time.I was very nervous, but I didn't dare to ask. I looked at the monkeys, but he looked at them calmly. After a while, the woman asked the monkey in Chinese: "Which army was your mother at that time? Who was she following?" The monkey said without thinking, "My father said that my mother was with Mr. Xu Qianqian and Mr. Xu in the Red Thirty Army." The woman thought for a while, nodded, whispered a few words to Duoji, and finally apologized to us, bowed deeply, and said that she was a descendant of the Red Army, which was really disrespectful.Because the place we asked is really sensitive, and my surname is Bai, which reminded her of some past grievances, so I was rude just now, please forgive me. Dorje was also giggling there, wiping the copper bowl vigorously with dried cow dung, pouring hot buttered tea for us, offering it to us, and letting us drink it constantly. The atmosphere eased, and I breathed a sigh of relief.But I was a little hesitant. Didn't the monkey say that he saw a vision under the water? Why did a Red Army mother appear again?Thinking back, it seems that there are only him and his father in Houzi's family, and there are indeed no women.I asked him before, and he stammered and said that his mother was in the Red Army and went to the south with the army. Is this what he was talking about? I couldn't help but want to ask the monkey, but he squeezed my hand secretly, and I quickly swallowed the words in my stomach. The woman took the monkey's hand affectionately and asked him, "What's your mother's name?" The monkey said, "Her surname is Su, and her name is Su Mu." The woman was surprised and asked, "Is your father's surname Ou Zhi?" The monkey also got excited and asked, "Do you know my mother?" The woman was a little emotional, but also a little excited. She stroked her hair and said, "Actually, I was also Boss Xu's soldier back then, and my name was Song Qiwen. Back then I called your mother sister, you... you can call me Aunt Song. " The monkey couldn't believe it, so he stood up suddenly, and said dully, "Aunt Song...you...know my mother?" The woman waved her hand and said lightly, "Yes. It's more than just acquaintance. Back then, your mother and I had a very unusual past." The monkey wanted to ask something else, but I heard that there was something in Aunt Song's words. I secretly pulled the monkey and told him to sit down. Aunt Song nodded, obviously startled. I hurriedly asked Houzi: "Monkey, are you sure, kid? Is your mother really a Red Army?" The monkey's eyes were red, and he said, "Yes, when I was a child, my mother went to the south with the army, and I haven't seen her many times in total." Aunt Song also sighed: "I have a photo here, take a look." Aunt Song found an old-fashioned diary from the bottom of the box, flipped through it, took out an old black and white photo inside, and handed it to the monkey. I also looked at it curiously. This is a black and white photo. It is obviously a long time ago, and the photo has been wrinkled.This is a group photo of a group of people wearing old-fashioned military uniforms standing in a row. I took a closer look at the photo, and found that the photo was yellow and brittle, and the faces of the characters had long been blurred, so I couldn't see the specific appearance clearly. The background of this photo is also a bit weird. Generally speaking, at that time, group photos were taken in photo studios, and the background was red cloth, or a distant view.But the background of this photo is very strange, like a huge black cloth, and a black bump can be vaguely seen behind the black cloth.What kind of strange curtain is this? I always feel that there is something wrong with this photo. It feels strange, as if it is a little familiar and a little repulsive.But what is weird about it, I can't tell you how. The monkey held the photos and carefully identified them, his face becoming more and more serious.I understand his mood, the monkey is trying to recognize the appearance of its mother. Thinking that the monkey may have forgotten the appearance of his mother for so many years, I felt a little sad. I was embarrassed to keep looking at it, so I stepped back and let the monkey stay there by itself for a while. At this time, there was a sudden thunder outside, and it became dark immediately. The climate of the grassland is changeable, and it was a sunny day just now. At this time, the monkey and I went out to have a look. The sky was dark and low, and it was going to rain soon.We hurriedly helped the Duoji couple drive the sheep to the sheepfold, reinforced the tent with wooden pegs, and moved the felt that was dried outside into the tent. After finishing these things in a hurry, it was already dark beyond recognition.As soon as a few people got into the tent, the raindrops and pea-sized hailstones hit their heads and faces in a blink of an eye. The sky quickly darkened, and lightning struck one after another, shaking the tent with crackling noises.Dorje stood by the tent, opened the curtain, and stared out at the sky. It was raining fiercely, and there were pea-sized hailstones, which clattered against the tent.Aunt Song said that the grassland is like this. Just now the sun was so hot that people's bones hurt, and in a blink of an eye there would be a hailstorm the size of an egg. At this time, there was a burst of thunder in the sky, and Dorje suddenly pointed to the sky and screamed. Aunt Song's complexion changed when she heard what he said, and she also lifted the curtain to look out. The moment she opened the door curtain, I saw that the sky outside was completely dark, and the grassland was very open, and I could see the complete lightning, which swung down like a sharp machete, which was very spectacular. Huge lightning printed strange lines on the sky, and the sky above the grassland seemed to be dancing with snakes.Looking up, in the thick black clouds, a huge figure shuttled quickly among the clouds and lightning, like a strange-shaped light spot, or like the shadow refracted by lightning in the clouds. shadow? ! I rubbed my eyes, trying to take a closer look.Aunt Song dragged Duoji in, then pulled the door curtain to death, and covered it with a blanket, so she couldn't see anything. I laughed at myself for fussing, how could there be a snake in the sky, unless it was a dragon! Seeing that Duoji was soaked all over, I smiled and said, "The rain in the grassland is really heavy, and it will fall as soon as I say it." Aunt Song said, "That's right, it won't be until September!" The monkey asked, "Does it rain here in September?" Aunt Song said: "July to September is the rainy season on the grassland, especially in September, the rain can last for a month, and the whole grassland can be submerged and become a sea!" I also sighed: "The grassland is really evil! I just looked at the sky, it looks like a dragon is flying!" It was a casual joke, but Aunt Song and Duoji, who had been laughing all the time, fell silent, and everyone stood there without saying a word. I didn't know what was going on, and just about to ask, the monkey stepped on me, and I had no choice but to swallow what I wanted to say. Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Aunt Song chuckled and said that we must be tired after a day of running, so we should eat quickly and feel comfortable after a good night's sleep. A few of us ate a handful of mutton in a dull mood. Although the mutton was delicious, we still didn't say a word during the meal.This meal made me depressed, so I had to stuff mutton into my mouth like a vent, and finally I was so full that I almost spit it out. After dinner, Aunt Song arranged a place for the monkey and me, turned down the light of the butter lamp, and let us rest. The weak flame of the butter lamp was flickering, and the tent was filled with the smell of mutton.Aunt Song's behavior made me feel very strange, but I couldn't figure out what was going on.I turned over a few times on the spot but couldn't fall asleep. At this moment, I suddenly remembered that the thing that was shuttled through the clouds just now seemed to be a huge eagle! I suddenly sat up, pointed out the window, and said to the monkey in surprise: "Giant eagles! There are also giant eagles here!" But the monkey held me down, made a hissing gesture, and pointed to Duoji and Aunt Song behind me. I don't understand what he meant. Is it because he is afraid of disturbing their sleep, or is he saying that he can't tell them about this matter?I managed to hold back the words that came to my mouth, and waited stupidly for the monkey to explain, but he didn't even fart.Seeing that I stopped talking, he turned around and went to sleep.I held back for a long time and poked him hard from behind.He didn't say a word, he didn't move, and he didn't know whether he was asleep or not. I swallowed this sentence abruptly, feeling uncomfortable, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, and afraid to get up, and finally turned my head to look at the dark night outside.In the night, the rain was splashing, and the thunder was rumbling.I began to regret that I came so recklessly this time, and I comforted myself secretly, thinking that maybe this was a misunderstanding, and monkeys should not behave like this.In this way, in the constant inner struggle, after an unknown period of time, I finally fell asleep in a daze.