Missing and grasping Xixiulong Grassland Author: Xin Tianqing

The first time I went to Tianzhu Tibetan Autonomous County to catch Xixiulong Grassland was a spring morning. The shepherd's red brick house is filled with smoke, and flocks of cattle and sheep are walking out of their nests to the grassland. The open grassland is far away from Xuefeng, and houses can be seen at the foot of the mountain in the distance. Cars are running wildly, and the vast grasslands and peaks seem to be running wildly, competing with cars. Star Chun Xue, pale yellow Yuan Ye, let me feel the vast grassland, the charm of nature, I was so excited that I kept admiring in the car.

I saw a white house in the distance, so I turned down the mountain and came nearby. A brand-new three-story teaching building stands in front of me. This is Hongge 'an Primary School, the beautiful hometown of Mayor Zhao Yonghong. There are more than 120 students and 1 1 teachers. Students learn Tibetan and Chinese bilingualism, and almost all of them board. The stove upstairs hasn't been dismantled yet, it's fiery red and whistling, and the office is still cold, knowing that the climate here is cold.

Continue to travel deeper into the grassland for more than ten kilometers. The valley is open, shepherds' houses are dotted, cattle and sheep are grazing, Tibetan mastiffs are lying quietly, snow-capped mountains are shining with silver, and the sky is as blue as silk. We came to Daigan Primary School, the most remote primary school in Xixiulong Grassland. It is also a bilingual school with 82 students, 1 1 teachers and 6 classes. The bus station leading to Zhuxi Xiulong Grassland by the county motorcade is in the school, and there is a special house for drivers to stay in.

Let's visit Miss Zhang Dongzhi's house. His home is not too far from school, and it is very tidy. It uses cow dung as fuel, and the stove is very prosperous and warm. The hostess served oil, golden ghee, sugar and hot brick tea water. Suddenly the fragrance overflowed, the throat was smooth and the whole body relaxed. Then sweet highland barley wine floated across the house, and Hong Zhong encrypted the rain of guessing boxing and spread to the wilderness. Teacher Zhang entertained us in the way of entertaining the most distinguished guests, that is, with the whole rib of sheep, which made me remember him.

One day a few years later, I went to Teacher Zhang's house again. Besides drinking buttered milk tea, strong highland barley wine, firewood and mutton cooked in a big pot, I also ate beef jerky. Cooked beef jerky is tough and hard in the mouth, chewed slowly, more mellow and long in taste. Its production method is to cut fresh beef into large pieces, put them in a "meat hole" made of cow dung blocks in cold winter, freeze them for several months, and naturally air-dry, which is called beef jerky. Cooked according to cook the meat's method is more tender and mellow than beef frozen directly in the freezer, which is used to present the most distinguished guests in the distance. It was the hostess who called her sisters in the evening, singing and toasting, and the hut was filled with cheers. Finally, the guests were drunk and fell asleep.

The next morning, the hostess cooked and two boys ate in another room. Then, she helped the boys get dressed, put their schoolbags on their backs, and sent them to school with Teacher Zhang's motorcycle. When asked, the child is not from their family, but from a friend in Qinghai, and asked her family to learn Tibetan. Its harmonious and intimate appearance does not mean that it is someone else's child. These children can only go home to reunite with their relatives during the winter and summer vacations.

A few years later, I took my wife to visit Teacher Zhang's house. My wife went up the mountain to pick yellow flowers and onions. My girlfriends and I ate large pieces of meat, drank silver bowls, listened to the hostess singing beautiful wine songs and looked at the charming faces of our girlfriends. We realize that herdsmen's personality is higher than that of snow-capped mountains, their mind is broader than that of the world, and their friendship is deeper than that of the sea. Everyone has been singing the sun on the hillside, drinking cups and plates sideways, and the dusk is heavy.

Three days later, I heard that the woman died. Like thunder, I was cold, and two lines of tears soaked my skirt. The village picked a trough and buried a water pipe. My respected hostess went to work, and the cliff collapsed and was buried in the soil. She stopped breathing when the villagers dug it up. Oh, it's heartbreaking!

Who will look after her more than 200 yaks? What about her college daughter? Who will take care of her dear teacher Zhang?

Today, many years later, I know that Mr. Zhang Zhanmao Dongzhi has been "the most beautiful rural teacher in China" and "the national model of teachers' morality", and attended the award-giving party of CCTV. My daughter is already a librarian in the county cultural center.

Today, many years later, I still remember that my heart is as beautiful as the hostess of Luo Fu. I only know her surname is Niu, but I don't know her name.

Ah, I am beautiful, rich and affectionate, holding fast to Xixiulong grassland!

About the author: Xin Tianqing, a native of Zhangyi Town, Liangzhou District, was born in 1962, and is a normal school student. He has been engaged in education for 40 years in Tianzhu County and loves reading and rural life.