Chapter 7 Section VII

In the depths of Qilian Mountains, there is a sacred horse valley, which is the home of steeds. The bones of horses are fertile soil, and roses like blood grow out.The roses sung by women are by no means dreams, but real existence.Her husband was also taken aback when he came here with the imam. The rose garden in the wild mountains makes it easy for people to doubt the absurdity of the whole world.My husband was only in his teens at the time, and he could smell a choking bloody smell from among the flowers.The great imam told him: "That is your blood. The blood is destined to return to the sea. Before it enters the sea, the blood will emit fragrance."

"But my blood has no fragrance." "Then go and swim across the sea of ​​bitterness. The waves of the sea of ​​bitterness can remove the smell of blood and produce the fragrance of life." "The words of the old man don't sound like a Muslim, but like a high monk." "Allah also speaks of benevolence, without great love, life is not as good as a dewdrop." "I'd love to be the dewdrops on the roses." "You can own this book, it's the book of life." Her husband Ma Zhongying opened "Reshhar", and the first sentence described life like this: When the ancient sea surged and splashed towards us, I picked the dewdrops of love.On that day, the loess is no longer dry, the barren mountains and wild ridges no longer make people despair, the river of time passes away and comes with the wind, life no longer dies with time, and the sorrow, tragedy and joy in the deep ravines and ravines The desolation is filled with hot poetry in an instant... It is this young man, the lonely wilderness rider, who becomes calm and stern on this day.He is no longer called Ma Buying, and his younger brother has also changed his name, and their brothers have broken away from this bloody family.The road to rebellion is at hand.

In the morning when they went out for exercises, Ma Bufang ordered Ma Buying to come out, but there was no movement after three consecutive calls.The officer on duty said: "Ma Buying Ma Bujie has changed his name, he wants to be the boss of the Ma family army." Ma Bufang shouted again: "Ma Zhongying comes out." Ma Bufang began to lecture, and at the end of the lecture, he slapped the soldiers in the front row, and then ordered Ma Zhongying to do as he did.Without hesitation, Ma Zhongying slapped the Seven Brothers, and the slaps were genuine. His younger brother Ma Zhongjie asked him, "Why don't you give Ma Bufang some color?" Ma Zhongying said: "He is a teacher, and soldiers take obeying orders as their bounden duty. I took the lead in disobeying military orders, how will I lead the army in the future?" When he was in Wubei Primary School, he was a Excellent soldier.Ma Zhongying said: "If you go against your own will, you must obey orders."

Ma Bufang seemed to have read his mind, and the orders sent to the 11th Battalion did not follow Ma's army's rules, but Ma Zhongying followed them one by one.Ma Zhongying said: "He is destroying my will, and if I often go against my will, I will become a dog." The big gray horse carried him into the canyon, and he was about to join the herd of wild horses. He was taken aback and tightened the rein.The big gray horse dazedly pursued, and the wild horses opened a gap to meet the big gray horse.He could not hesitate any longer, the short knife plunged into the horse's rump, the big gray horse grunted and slowed down, the blade began to drink the horse's blood, became hot and softened and melted; all steel knives could not stand the blood.

Ma Zhongying told everyone about the scene of encountering a herd of wild horses, and everyone was worried, "Ma's army won't allow us, I'm afraid we will become wild horses in the future." "Ma Bufang only wants mules and no horses, so let's treat him like a wild horse." Commander Ga and the big gray horse returned to the barracks, and Ning Haijun officers and soldiers rushed forward, and they recognized that it was the legendary horse.The big gray horse ran lightly, its four hooves were like iron, its eyes were shining, its mane was flowing, and it was majestic.Everyone pulled out the Hezhou dagger to pay tribute to Commander Ga.

Ma Bufang could see clearly in the headquarters that more than ten thousand officers and soldiers of Ninghai Navy did not draw their sabers or salute, but paid tribute to Ma Zhongying with the ancient rider etiquette.The saber belongs to the officer, and the Hezhou dagger belongs to the rider himself. When the horn was blown, the riders didn’t sing the military song, they sang the simple and sad hero’s song: four strands of hemp rope tied down the back, hanged from the master’s hall;Ma Bufang ordered his cronies to keep an eye on Ma Zhongying, who said that he did not violate military discipline and it was difficult to deal with.Ma Bufang yelled, "Keep an eye on me."

The cronies followed closely behind Ma Zhongying, all the way to the depths of the snow-capped mountains.They came back and reported to Ma Bufang, "Captain Ma is watching the sky." "Is he Zhuge Liang?" "Captain Ma looks at everything, from astronomy to geography, as if there are some secrets hidden there." "Is he a prophet?" "He does have that rare sincerity of a prophet." "If he is sincere, others are hypocritical." Ma Bufang tricked her into getting on the horse, and ran towards the mountains, followed by her cronies.Deep in the mountains, they saw Commander Ga.There were red roses blooming there, and Ma Bufang was stunned.

Ma Bufang exclaimed, "It's unbelievable that roses grow in such a rough place." After a while, he said, "What are you going to do if Ma Zhongying rebelled?" "We listen to the command of the army commander." "With your words, I feel relieved." When Ma Bufang and his cronies rushed to the foot of the mountain, all the roses in the field had faded, and no one knew where Ma Zhongying had gone. As long as it is a place where roses grow, people can see Commander Ga's touching face.He was riding alone on horseback, surrounded by boundless darkness.Day after day he ventured into the glacier without a guard, not even his closest brother.He wandered alone in the iceberg, as if his celestial gentle soul was imprisoned in the eternal ice.The young elf shoots out from the section of solid ice and rock, making people feel the elf's firmness, stubbornness and unshakability.There was a silent pain, a silent and resentful pain, in that shocking face; the corners of his mouth curled up like a steel knife, dismissive of what gnawed at his soul--things that were mere mediocrity He is greater than these things that torment and kill him.

He was rebelling against the world, he had been rebelling all his life.All his emotions turned into anger, an unquenchable anger, cold, deep, and silent, just like the expression of a god!And his eyes, which are full of surprise and doubt, seem to ask: "What's wrong with this world?" It was the face of a seventeen-year-old boy. Ma Bufang looked back at his cronies, "I let him be the battalion commander, and he can be promoted to brigade commander or division commander in the future. He is obsessed with ghosts, so if he doesn't want to be a high-ranking official, he will become a bandit."

The cronies said: "We are soldiers and not riders. Being a rider is a dream of my son's baby." The northern plateau is arid and desolate, and Zihuai aspires to be a galloping rider, to become one with the knife, and the moon rises from there.The moon on the saber, the moon on the saber everywhere.Ma Bufang was terrified, so she hurried to find her relative Ah Da Maqi, "He's going to rebel, he changed his name." Ma Qi also saw the bright moon on the plateau, and Ma Qi felt uncomfortable, "It's not good for the moon to fall on the knife. It's a good sign!"

"He is a black tiger star, get rid of him as soon as possible, so as to save us from suffering in the future." "A Ga doll in his teens, how big a wave he can make." "Who does the unlucky moon shine on?" The father and son stood in the moonlight, looking around, unable to see why.