Chapter 13 Chapter 12 Only For the Legendary Beautiful Grassland

Airport, consignment center. Before entering the cage, Green struggled and kicked wildly, but when the cage door closed like a prison door, Green seemed to lose all his courage and fighting spirit in an instant, and curled up like a frightened puppy with his head down. Little Green was stunned. It was the first time he was stuffed into such an iron cage in this place where people came and went. Shock and fear flooded his whole body.He sat down with his tail tucked and whimpered and whimpered. He had already passed the cub stage of playing dead to avoid strange things.He looked at me, not knowing what these people were going to do to him, nor how to resist.Although his trust and obedience to me all the time made him try his best to believe that it was safe, but the smell of iron had a nemesis-like threat to Green.The wolf who is free by nature is most afraid of the cage "prison".

I put my fingers into the cage, and gently touched Green's cold nose and slightly trembling nostrils to comfort him.Green's eyes were full of panic and distress signals.He has never left me since he was a child, and he has never been locked in a cage.Under my comfort, Green gradually calmed down a little.I took two steps back ruthlessly, watching the consignors at the airport swiftly pack and wrap a layer of wide tape on the outside of the iron cage. Seeing that my sight was covered by the tape, Little Green scratched the cage uneasily and squeaked. . Green was put on the luggage cart, with a pile of suitcases and duffel bags.The luggage cart started to move, and Green looked at me in panic as I was gradually pulled away. He desperately squeezed his nose out of the gap in the cage, gnawed on the iron cage with his tiny deciduous teeth, and screamed in horror.I was in pain, and chased the car and shouted: "Green is obedient, I will pick you up soon, Green is obedient!" My voice and appearance gradually disappeared in the chaotic flow of luggage cars, and Green screamed in despair. It's the fear of a little wolf when it loses its mother.

What followed was a nightmare, with many strange men talking in rough voices, throwing luggage and cardboard boxes around, throwing them in a pile and squeezing each other.Green's cage was placed on the outermost side. A stout man counted the number of boxes and kicked Green's cage in with his feet.Afterwards, the cabin door was closed, and the cabin was completely dark. All the sounds of cars, people, and cargo loading and unloading were blocked out, so quiet that Green could hear his own heartbeat.He didn't know if he was abandoned, a sense of loneliness mixed with various strange smells in the darkness quickly surrounded him.

"Whoa——" Green called out pitifully, and the only answer he received was silence, and some unknown air hole was releasing oxygen hissingly.Green stopped struggling in vain. Fortunately, the cage that can hold a Tibetan mastiff seemed very loose to him who was the size of a cat.The darkness of the luggage compartment gave Green a sense of security—he was born in a dark wolf cave.He calmed down and began to sniff the surroundings carefully, until he smelled the smell of his mother in the suitcase beside him, and then he took on the responsibility of guarding. On the way from Chengdu to Jiuzhaigou, I was worried all the time, for fear that something might happen to Green.After all, blatantly consigning a wolf is quite risky.If the road from Chengdu to Ruoergai hadn't been broken by a mudslide, I would not have chosen to take a plane to Jiuzhaigou, and then take a bus to Ruoergai Grassland.

When checking in at the airport, Lao Lin deliberately found an acquaintance who often checked Tibetan mastiffs for him.I honestly filled in the word "wolf" on the consignment note. The acquaintance took the form and looked at it, took a pen and carefully added the word "dog" after the word "wolf". Lao Lin comforted me and said, "Don't worry, nothing will happen on the plane. What I'm worried about is how he will get along with the Tibetan mastiff when he arrives at the mastiff farm." Yes, this is another extremely challenging hurdle.Going to the grassland this time, Green and I can say that we are fighting to the death. The only hope is Lao Lin's mastiff farm, and there is no other choice.It is difficult to have a place to raise Green on the grassland. First, the herdsmen can’t tolerate wolves. Second, I am alone, and I don’t have the conditions to live for a long time, let alone take care of a young wolf who is in a naughty period.

Before departure, I, Yifeng, and Lao Lin discussed for a long time. In comparison, the safest place for Green is undoubtedly the zoo, and the most dangerous place is the mastiff field, because it is very likely that he will be killed when he meets a Tibetan mastiff. The field can bring Green closer to his homeland and have the opportunity to return to freedom in the wild.After discussing for a whole day, between safe captivity and dangerous freedom, Yifeng and I both took the stand of wolves, and finally chose a dangerous journey for him.But just how dangerous is it?For fear of missing a detail, we asked Lao Lin for details over and over again.If it is a dead end, I can't just send Green to the mouth of the Tibetan mastiff.

Lao Lin tried his best to compare the layout of the mastiff farm, but I still didn't quite understand it. Lao Lin was exhausted, and finally put it simply: "The Tibetan mastiff really can't accommodate Green, so I gave the few acres of barren grass in the back field to Green alone. Do not let the Tibetan Mastiff go there." It’s good to be able to isolate them, I feel relieved a lot, thinking that a few acres of land on the grassland is larger than the courtyard of the community, and, according to Lao Lin’s description, there are plateau pikas that can be seen everywhere in the wild grass in the backyard, which even Green’s prey The problems are all solved, I think it is quite worth taking a risk for this, are you still a wolf if you dare not take risks?Besides, Yifeng said that since Green is still young and really can't get used to the grassland, he can find a way to go back to Chengdu.I also made up my mind, Zoige Grassland is Green's hometown after all, for Green's return dream, one step closer counts as one step.In order to fully support me, the righteous Lao Lin made a special trip to fly with me to Ruoergai this time. On the one hand, he brought several hundred catties of dog food to his Tibetan mastiffs, and more importantly, he coordinated the relationship between Tibetan mastiffs and Green.The Tibetan mastiff only recognizes its owner, but no one knows whether it can accept Green.

A few hours later, I finally waited at Jiuzhaigou Airport for the porter to leave the platform, and he showed me his bleeding finger in displeasure: "You can get your luggage and cage yourself, your dog won't allow me to touch your things. " I quickly apologized, carried Little Green out of the cage and got into Lao Lin's car.Green nestled in my arms, his claws firmly hooked my sweater, and his teeth clenched the scarf on my chest, as if he wanted to use all means to fasten to me, and he would never be separated even if he died. When all the panic and anxiety gradually dissipated, as the car bumped slightly on the prairie road, and smelled the familiar smell in my arms, Little Green's eyelids began to become heavy.The tip of his nose was bright red, and his gums were bleeding a little, which was the result of fighting against the iron cage.My hand holding Green gradually became numb, and I wanted to move the sleeping Green to the seat aside.As soon as I moved, Green's little paws gripped nervously again, and his teeth eagerly bit forward more scarves, for fear that I would "abandon" him again.Wolves are animals with strong group consciousness. Green has been particularly afraid of loneliness since he was a child. The loneliness and helplessness of separation make the little guy afraid in his dreams.

I stroked Green lightly, and looked out the window, Zoige——I returned to this grassland after more than two months, the grass was much greener, but not deep. The driver who picked me up and Lao Lin was a local. He chatted with us about the various grasslands while walking: "The most beautiful season in Ruoergai is from July to September. You come just in time, when Gesang flowers are in full bloom. If you are lucky, you can pick up white mushrooms on the horse dung balls. If you walk to the top of the mountain, you may even meet Qingyang (gala), but you have to be very lucky. Qingyang is rare now, but there are many of them "The driver pointed to the fast-running pika out of the car window, "they dug out the dirt bumps and holes all over the ground. It won't be long before this pasture will be ruined."

My heart sank, and then I was overjoyed. I was sad that this beautiful plateau wetland with cattle and sheep under the wind and grass had become what it is now. I was happy that the little guy in my arms had something to eat. Rabbits allow Green, who has a growing appetite for meat, to catch as many as he can.But these pikas are different from dead mice tied to a rope. It depends on Green's ability to catch them. Thinking of his ability to catch fish and kill chickens when he was a child, he should still have this talent.However, creatures that can live in grasslands, even a small pika, are not as easy to deal with as poultry and ornamental fish.

Green, you are also here to practice your survival skills. After a few more hours of turbulence, I finally came to Lao Lin’s mastiff farm. Lao Lin generously said to me: “This is your base camp, let’s get used to it first, the workers who raise mastiffs here will leave at the end of September. , you spend the winter here alone and you have to adapt to the life here as soon as possible, if you need help, you can help as a friend.” I nodded, feeling warm in my heart.Thinking of how much trouble I always caused this friend whether I picked up stray dogs on the street or adopting a lone wolf now, I am really grateful and sorry, thinking about when I should do something for him. Lao Lin saw that I had no altitude sickness after getting off the plane, and said with a smile: "You are quite strong, but the sun on the plateau is so strong that it can turn you into plateau red in a few days, don't you feel bad?" "Hehe, whatever you want, everyone will grow old." "You can take it easy." Lao Lin looked at the back seat and asked, "How is Little Wolf?" "I woke up as soon as the car stopped. I didn't feed you anything before boarding the plane. I was hungry all the time. I didn't drink any water. I should be starving." "Well, when we enter the mastiff farm, don't rush to feed him, just starve him for a day first." "why?" "I don't feed them before the plane because I'm afraid he will get airsick. I have to observe after I get off. I have never raised wolves, but my experience in transporting Tibetan mastiffs is like this. Sudden feeding after a long journey can easily cause intestinal volvulus. Last time a worker who raised a mastiff didn't According to my experience, I fed it as soon as I got off the plane. As a result, the Tibetan mastiff died after a few hours of intestinal volvulus. The dog will have flatulence in the plateau, so it is better to get used to it and it will be safer.” I said "oh", and learned another experience that was not mentioned in books and materials, and only those who have dealt with Tibetan mastiffs for a long time will understand. After entering the field and getting off the car, I realized that this mastiff field is indeed a good place.The mastiff farm is in the middle of the vast grassland, some distance away from the road, and there is a big river not far behind the mastiff farm.Lao Lin and two other friends rented dozens of acres of land on this ranch, surrounded it with stone walls, and built this big mastiff farm.The three families in the mastiff field each occupy an average area, which is divided into the left mastiff field, the middle mastiff field and the right mastiff field. The middle of each mastiff field is separated by an iron wall.The middle mastiff farm is owned by Lao Lin, and the workers who raise mastiffs for him are a young couple: Nima and Zhuoma, the worker on the left mastiff farm is an old lady about 50 years old, and the worker on the right mastiff farm is a man from the Northeast. Old Xiao, I heard that he has the most experience in raising mastiffs and is also the most courageous. The mastiff field of each family is subdivided into the front field, the middle field and the back field separately, like a structure of the word "mu", and the mastiff field of the three families is like three side-by-side "mu" characters.The front court of each family is adjacent to the big iron gate, which is connected together. It is usually the area for people to enter and exit activities. A long row of board rooms has been built between the front court and the midfield, which are the staff dormitories, kitchens, and toilets of each family. And a storage room for dog food and meat.The workers of several families live together, so they can take care of each other. Lao Xiao said that raising a mastiff is risky and prone to accidents. Behind the board room is the midfield where Tibetan mastiffs are stocked, and there is an iron gate to enter.From every window of the board room, the activities of Tibetan Mastiffs can be seen at any time.Between the midfield and the backcourt is a row of kennels. Inside the kennels are more than a dozen iron cages for Tibetan mastiffs, each about eight square meters.Passing through the kennel is the backyard, which is also the largest place in every family. However, because the backyard is far away from the place where people live, it is not easy to monitor, so it is usually used as a backup.In order to prevent fights between some Tibetan mastiffs, they can be raised separately in the midfield and backcourt.Lao Lin said that Green can be stocked alone is his backcourt. We are standing in the area where the frontcourt is active at the moment, and we can only hear the barking of dogs in the midfield, but we can't see the Tibetan mastiff. As soon as he got out of the car, Green immediately listened to the bark of the Tibetan mastiff, raised his nose and sniffed, and looked around vigilantly.He must have smelled the Tibetan mastiff, but I can't guess what he was thinking.Green glanced at everyone, and wandered around to explore this new environment. His spirit seemed a little sluggish. I stayed quietly and let him explore his homeland by himself.He found a place in the grass with a strong smell and immediately rolled over intoxicated. Nima laughed and said, "We often pour some water for washing dishes or washing meat there, and he smelled it." I He nodded with a smile, never taking his eyes off Green for a moment. Green had enough of what he thought was sexy, turned over and got up, walked two steps and then stopped, with his head down, his face full of complicated and weird expressions, when he was young, he stretched out his front paws tremblingly, his tail flat Lifting, taking slow steps: one step, two steps, three steps... "Crack, crack" sounded from behind Green.Everyone around was stunned for a moment, Green continued to walk on the catwalk, and finally he quickened his pace and started to run, and the voice behind him became more coherent, "Tu, chu, chu, chu..." Green looked like an old motorcycle, Walking around the field with a series of farts.Everyone looked at each other and laughed loudly, this guy's stomach bloating actually looked like this when he arrived at the plateau. After running a lap, Green was obviously much happier, full of energy, and returned to his usual lively and playful.There were a few workers teasing Green in the front field. These workers knew that Green was a wolf, and they were not afraid of it. They were used to living with the ferocious Tibetan Mastiff, so of course they would not be afraid of a wolf cub.It's just that when they asked about the origin of the little wolf, I never mentioned it and let them guess.Seeing that Green had a good time, I felt relieved to find my own room. Lao Lin pointed me to a vacant room: "You can live in this room, the conditions are a bit tough, but Nima and Zhuoma are here, I can help you, so that you can adapt to life in the grassland as soon as possible." Looking at this simple and clean prefabricated hut of about ten square meters, I couldn't hide my excitement.The sash windows of the hut faced the midfield, and there was nothing else in the room but a small wooden bed, but it was better than I expected.There was some water leakage in the hut, and the ground was damp. I opened the windows to let the wind from the prairie blow into my room.I took out the quilt to expose to the sun while the sun was shining, and then put on my own quilt cover... In the afternoon, I discussed with Lao Lin, put all the Tibetan mastiffs in the midfield back into the kennel cages, put Green in the midfield activities, let Green get to know the smell of Tibetan mastiffs first, and see how Green reacts.Tomorrow, move Green again, let the Tibetan mastiff out, and let the Tibetan mastiff get used to the smell left by Green. Animals think with their noses. No way. When Nima opened the midfield door, Green hesitated, paced back and forth at the door but refused to go in.I probed to see that the door of the kennel was still open, so I asked Nima, "Have all the Tibetan mastiffs been locked?" "Don't worry, they're all locked in cages and can't get out. The kennel door is just open for ventilation." I nodded reassuringly, stroked Green's back, motioned for him to follow me, and then walked into the iron gate. "Squeak, oh! Squeak, oh!" Green immediately uttered a sharp and short voice to me, and I stopped immediately. This dangerous warning sound was too familiar, and I had heard Green yell like this before when I walked into the elevator.At this moment, Green was standing outside the door, his legs slightly bent, his claws gripping the ground, his body leaning, as if he was ready to escape at any time.It seems that he has some scruples about the smell of this Tibetan mastiff, and wolves will never take risks easily when they don't understand things.I walked a long way into midfield in Green's presence, then came back to him and said I was safe.Green looked at me, rolled his eyes suspiciously, stared at the open kennel door, and still refused to go in.The two large iron gates of the kennel creaked and swayed with the wind on the plateau, and there was a strong smell and barking of Tibetan mastiffs from the gates—Green was worried about those gates. I asked Nima to close and lock the kennel door.Green's escape preparation was canceled, but he was still hovering outside the midfield gate.Nima pulled the kennel door vigorously again, expressing that he was quite strong and would never run out of anything. Only then did Green's guard slowly relax, and he followed me into the midfield step by step.The moment Nima closed the midfield door, Green's wolf fur stood on end. I stroked his tense back hair to comfort him for a while, and walked around the midfield with him before he relaxed. down.I found that Green's expression was very strange. He would sniff carefully at the door of the kennel, and spray his breath into the door. When he heard the dog barking from the door, he jumped back and ran away. After a while I couldn't help running back to the door of the kennel, sniffing again, and running again!The movements are filled with an expression of fear and excitement, repulsion and yearning. Lao Lin and I ran all the way, didn't eat lunch, and was starving by now.Dolma made some simple meals in the kitchen, stewed a pot of yak meat, and the smell of meat wafted all over the place, making the Tibetan mastiffs in the three mastiff farms howl and beg for food.Zhuoma greeted me through the window, and told Lao Lin and the workers from the East and West factories to sit down around the small kitchen table, and served everyone a large bowl of broth and beef. I turned the window into the house, patted my clothes, and went to the front yard to find water to wash my hands.I was washing, and suddenly I heard a frying pan in the kitchen. The big guy screamed and shouted my name.I hurried into the kitchen and saw: Green was like a bandit entering a village, searching and sniffing around the stove, turned over and threw himself into the pot of stew.Amidst the screams of the crowd, some rushed out the door, some struggled to protect a table of food, some jumped onto the sofa with a bowl in their hands, and the whole room was chaotic... I rushed forward quickly, and grabbed the back of Green's neck just as he was about to enter the pot. This kid didn't have a concept of "hot". He turned his head and struggled like a madman. Wang Lingkong danced wildly towards the pot, Green's fangs and claws were particularly glaring against the scarlet tongue and gums in the water vapor.I held on tighter and dragged him away from the stove. Green, who had been hungry for a day, hissed in despair: "Wow! Wow!" (Mine, mine!) The wolf eyes widened With the whites of his eyes exposed, he stared at a pot of broth that was getting farther and farther away, and missed the delicious meal that was about to arrive. I hugged Green up to the window sill with all my strength, and he pushed on the window stubbornly with all four feet, turned his head to look at the meat pot and yelled, refusing to go out.Everyone ran to the door with their bowls in their hands, not knowing whether to run out or stay and wait and see, they were extremely embarrassed.I squeezed Green's legs together and forced him out of the window, close the window!lock up!Desperate Green howled desperately, banging on the window.Everyone returned to the small table with lingering fears, and chattered: "When you turned in, the window was not closed. There was a gap. He didn't know why he opened the window and jumped in." "Tibetan mastiff has never turned over before. He is so small, how can he get in after turning over? It's too fierce!" "Wolves are stronger than dogs! Don't open the kitchen window when he's outside!" "From now on, you have to be more careful here alone, don't be bitten by him!" "And those Tibetan mastiffs, all of them are serious biters, you have to be careful!" I nodded my head like a chicken pecking at rice, and I really didn't know the naughty Green in my heart, and I said silently: Green, this is where you live and grow up from now on, let's all get used to it slowly. ... After dinner, I went back to my room. Through the window, I could see Green walking up and down anxiously alone in the midfield. He was reluctant to leave me, and always wanted to turn into the room through the window. There was a figure shaking in the window. , he stopped, watched intently, hummed innocently, turned his ears around, blinked his eyes and tilted his head to act cute, which made me want to open the window and hug him.He understands my psychology too well.I lifted the curtains and looked around, feeling soft-hearted for a while, and suddenly remembered the thrilling scene at the dinner just now. I put down the curtains cruelly, turned my head and walked away. Seeing that the tried-and-tested cuteness strategy didn’t work, Green sobbed in disappointment. . As soon as the afterglow of the sun closed at dusk, the temperature of the grassland dropped rapidly, and the wind blew the window lattices. I pulled out thick clothes and wrapped them up indiscriminately, thinking that Green’s sleep would be a problem. After all, he was young and couldn’t resist the cold like a big wolf. And have to sleep in the room with me. Several workers in the yard discussed it, and they were worried that a wolf would sleep in my room, so they moved a cage with a Tibetan mastiff into my room, and they had to watch Green get into the cage before leaving steadily. The night on the grassland was quiet, except for the occasional barking of dogs in the distance, there were no more sounds.The night dew condensed into drops of water on the iron eaves, dripping intermittently, tick, tick... I lay on the bed, and the empty room made these sounds clearer and calmed my heart.The moonlight is clear, sprinkled in from the window, and each transparent dewdrop is dripping with the moonlight, crystal clear, dragging a long tail light, like falling meteors.It is a quiet beauty. After a day of running around, Green and I were both tired, but Green never fell asleep. He was very unaccustomed to leaving my arms and sleeping in a cage with cold feet.He tossed and turned in the cage, often stepped on the ground and then pulled his foot back into the cage. It was difficult for him to find a comfortable position to sleep.Green posed a lot of poses back and forth, lying there with his head propped up and humming complainingly, his eyes reflected the moonlight, two faint emerald greens. I looked at him sideways: "Green, can't you sleep too?" "Then you count the sheep?" "Uh--" His small bulb-like eyes blinked, and he tilted his head with a smile.Yes, can a wolf fall asleep while counting sheep?I laughed out loud: "Green, do you want to sleep with mom?" "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" immediately, one paw rests on the cage. I got up and found a thick quilt to spread on the bed, and opened the cage.Green shook the hair all over his body, jumped onto the bed in two steps, turned around and licked my arms gratefully, and acted like a baby. I made up the quilt, got into the inner sleeping bag, and Green lay on the soft quilt under his feet, exaggerating He yawned loudly, buried his small beak under his front paws, and curled up into a ball to sleep. Since then, the cage has become a decoration. Pushing the window open in the morning, I was overwhelmed by a fresh scent of grass, and I couldn't wait to take Green to plunge into the vast grassland. The first time he set foot on such a vast wilderness, Green was immediately shocked: Standing on the grassland, he turned around excitedly, looking forward, boundless; looking left, boundless; looking right, boundless; looking backward, It's still boundless... Green's chest is heaving violently. This is much wider than the desolate rooftops, depressing community courtyards, and busy urban concrete roads he used to stay in. This is his home.When he was still a little fluffy ball crawling all over the ground, he remembered this land of fragrant grasses and flowers, and this boundless imprint was engraved in the hazy memory when he opened his first eyes.Green belongs here, he is home, and the grassland has the most extensive freedom. Green's wolf eyes shone with a strange light, the same green light as the grassland.He opened his mouth wide, as if he wanted to shout, but he didn't cry out.He gasped for breath, and he heard the breath and pulse of the grassland, connected to his blood vessels, and synchronized with his heartbeat.A primitive impulse rushed to his limbs in an instant, Green suddenly spread his legs and ran, shooting out like a cannonball towards the horizon as far as he could see!His wolf hair is flying, wolf blood is boiling, and a pair of wolf eyes are burning like the morning glow. He gallops, bursting out his long-suppressed passion in the concrete city, and running has become his only free expression. In the blink of an eye, Green was gone! ah? !My heart felt cold, and I was dumbfounded: This... just ran away?Co-author I just took him to the grassland, will he be released?This guy is not viable yet!What to do?As soon as you reach the grassland, you will let it go wild and be disobedient?Can you call me back?Should it be brought back?But how can I outrun him?This guy doesn't miss me at all?Is it really wolfish ambition?Too realistic, right? … On the vast grassland, I was left alone, standing there with a dazed face, looking at the direction where Green disappeared, unprepared for bursts of stupidity... For a long time, when I was still in a daze and depressed, a small black spot appeared in a trance at the junction of the distant mountains and the grassland, bouncing and bouncing, bouncing over, bouncing over... Haha, that wild guy is back again, scrape It rushed towards me like the wind, and I was ecstatic, laughing and shouting: "Hey! Wild guy, I thought you didn't want me!" near!closer!I went forward happily, Green became clearer and clearer, but there were still three shadows following closely behind.I squinted my eyes to take a closer look, and my face suddenly changed.Oh my God, three big dogs are following behind, chasing them all the way!Green looked flustered, as if he was running and shouting: "Oh my god, come and save me!" I have long heard that grassland dogs in Tibetan areas are powerful, so I hurriedly took off a shoe, shouted and threw it at the dog!The three dogs slammed to the brakes and barked loudly. I took off the other shoe and held it in my hand, threatening to throw it, and yelled to drive it away. In an instant, Green ran close to me, and with a distance of several meters, he jumped up, jumped into the air, and threw himself into my arms. I was knocked to the ground by him unexpectedly.Green huddled behind me, using me as a shield.I hurriedly hugged him, lifted my shoes, turned over and yelled at the dogs. Seeing that the prey in my hand had a savior, the three dogs ran away dejectedly. Look, the outside world is very exciting, but the outside world is very helpless... Tell you to run around and be scared silly! Seeing me chasing the big dog away, Green grinned and panted. The tongue of the wolf dangled back and forth on his chest, and his little paws kept crawling on my shoulders.I have never seen this guy so excited, he hugged my shoulders, and licked my cheek wildly, I laughed and avoided, wiping the wolf saliva off my face: "I thought you weren't coming back What?" Suddenly jealousy rolled in his heart, "Boy, if you didn't have those dogs chasing you, would you come back?" Green opened his mouth wide and smiled silly, the three dogs did not dampen his interest in the grassland for the first time, and from his Looking excited, it seems that being chased by vicious dogs in such a vast place is also very exciting!convinced him. As soon as the dogs ran away, Green immediately jumped off the ground, trotted around me twice, bumped his head on my calf, pushed me forward hard, and went around to the front again, grabbing my skirt in his mouth. Just ran away, as if shouting: "What are you still doing here?" Yes, what am I doing here?As soon as the shoes were thrown away, I laughed and ran after Green. Soon, I was taken by Green to a large water grass field full of yellow flowers. I was still hesitating whether there would be mud and whether my long skirt would be stained. Green had already jumped and ran in, and the mud and water splashed I am all over.Green turned his head and blinked, yes, this is his home, where his intuition is stronger than anyone else.That's right, now that you've come to a free place, why are you so scruples about it?I walked up to this golden flower field devoutly. The ground is covered with a thick layer of soft mud and rotten grass, which is soft and elastic. It feels like stepping on a sponge. There is a dent in each foot, and the cool juice flows from it. The feet protruded from the cracks and spread over the insteps.Grasslands, wetlands, we're back... The morning glow paints another layer of gold on the sapphire-blue river and the gray-white river beach in the distance, white mist curls up on the purple river beach on the other side, and dark brown goshawks soar in the blue sky.I took a deep breath of the plateau air, my long soft skirt was fluttering in the wind, and the little wild wolf followed closely beside me.The grassland is so majestic, the lofty blue sky, the undulating sea of ​​flowers, the dazzling snow-capped mountains...every scene makes Green excited. He is like a dandelion under the blue sky, chasing the wind, running on the grassland with a feeling of rebirth. Feel. Who hasn't dreamed of going to the end of the sky?Strolling through the beautiful grassland is like stepping into a dream, a fairy tale...