Wanshui Qian Shan Travel Lovers (Sanmao)
There is no fence at the entrance and no one can see it.
Little Muka was nailed to an old tree, which said, "Rest in the pasture".
Cattle and sheep that look like toys are scattered on the grassland under the clear sky in summer. At the end of the horizon, the light gray hut is smoking, there are groups of horses without reins at the edge of the forest, a happy black dog is chasing on the grass, and the stream running through the pasture ties this dreamland like a ribbon.
Dust was raised at the end of the road, and several horses galloped to meet us.
There was a commotion among the tourists in the car and they all went out of the window to shake hands. The fatigue of the long journey disappeared in an instant.
When has a knight ever appeared on my window? The muscles of those horses are dazzling.
The name of the ranch is as sweet and unreal as the scenery in front of us. Where can there be such a paradise on earth?
In the face of the pasture that has come in, I still don't believe it Looking at those flesh and blood "Gao Qiu", how can I understand that they are also people like me!
For a moment, my heart was overwhelmed by a great soft joy, and the beauty of life was once again proved and presented to me.
Others were in a hurry to get off the bus. I held my chin in my hands and didn't dare to move. I am afraid that I will cry in the blink of an eye.
Isn't it clear that the dream day of your life is here?
A rider is looking at me intently, and his sharp eyes are burning even in the shade.
"Come down! Are you still sleeping? Little girl! " The guide shouted on the grass.
In the eyes of foreigners, I really look like a little girl in overalls and pigtails. Who knows what is in my heart!
I packed my clothes and finally got off the bus. The man on horseback pulled the reins and bent down to help me. I slipped my hand over his and smiled at him.
During this four-and-a-half-month trip, I joined a tour group for the first time for a one-day tour.
This stop in Argentina just wants to see the pasture, and private people have no choice. I have to ask the travel agency to arrange it, saying that I want to go to a place where I can ride horses.
When I bought the ticket, I asked again and again if my movement was restricted. If I have to follow the guide, I won't attend.
"As long as you come back at lunch, if you don't want to see other performances, you can be free and unrestrained!"
When the tour guide saw me get off the bus, he immediately showed it to me, and his attitude was very pleasant and pleasant.
As soon as we got off the bus, a group of "golf balls" played guitars and sang prairie songs beside a row of steaks, mutton and sausages grilled by charcoal fire.
In the distant Woods stood a horse with a good saddle. The midday sun was not hot, but a cloud of copper coins fell on the horses grazing quietly.
A large number of tourists around, including Misa, mostly entered a straw shed to drink iced wine and lemon juice.
I rode my horse unhurriedly, staring at Gao Qiu's clothes and staring at them.
"Gao Qiu" is a special resident of Argentine grassland. Earlier, the word meant "a child without a father".
1580, the Spaniard arias moved cattle into Argentina, a land of 3 million square kilometers in South America.
At that time, due to management difficulties, the cattle spread and grew, and finally became tens of thousands of bison.
At that time, there was a man whose residence was uncertain, named Gao Qiu, who began to live with bison. He didn't graze, didn't occupy land, and lived by water plants. Their way of life has evolved to this day, and it has become synonymous with cowboy life on the ranch.
"Gao Qiu" is still wearing an antique black coat, knickerbockers of the same color, a wide belt with silver coins around her waist, cowhide boots, a silver scabbard knife as long as an elbow on her back, a beef tendon rope wrapped around her right arm, a fedora on her head and a handkerchief around her neck.
Dig a hole in the thick material, and the "jumping wool" worn by the pullover is the winter coat and the sleeping blanket in the cold Yuan Ye.
Besides these things, they may only have a guitar to make a living on the grassland except a good horse.
In the past, "Gao Qiu" had no family and no fixed woman, and as a result, a group of children without fathers were born.
I drank two glasses of claret, so I decided whether to ask Michael.
"The sun is shining, and riding tomorrow will be sour!"
"Enjoy it first! No pain and no happiness, right? "
"Don't go!" He said.
"That I went to! Come and take pictures of me and the horse later! "
I left the crowd and ran to the horse.
I can't hear my footsteps on the lonely grassland. When the horse saw me leave, there was a slight commotion.
"Don't be afraid, good baby, come, come-"I leaned down gently and whispered to a brown horse.
"Not afraid, not afraid, good!" Try stroking the horse's nose slowly with your hand. It doesn't move.
I put my hand on my arm and kissed the horse. It is so comfortable to me, and its big eyes secretly look at me gently.
"Let's go to play and you take me, ok?" I asked.
The horse approached me without saying anything. I untied the tied reins, climbed up the iron railing, pulled the saddle again and jumped up at once.
"Let's go! Good boy! " I patted the horse and the two of them trotted in the sun.
I don't know how old that horse is, maybe it's because the weather is still too hot for it, and it doesn't run very hard. Finally, it just started slowly under the big blue sky.
I don't force the horse to run with me, sit up straight, let the grassland breeze blow freely, and my heart flies here.
Nothing can be seen around, and the goshawk is spinning in the cloudless sky.
When the man came running, he first brought up a light smoke on the grassland. His scarf flies with him in the wind like Bai Niao, and the sound of horseshoe rolling can be heard far away, catching up with me.
When I got off the bus again, I saw "Gao Qiu" staring at me. I turned around and stopped looking at him.
The big horse rushed past me, and the whip in his hand slammed behind me and gave me a strong whip.
He hit my horse.
The horse ate the whip and screamed. As soon as I tightened the reins, it simply stood up and then I screamed.
The man in front heard me shout and stopped the horse. When he saw that I didn't fall, he turned and ran, and my horse chased him wildly.
The chasing horse can't be taken back, let it gallop, and I don't know when to dismount.
The horse in front ran into the forest. I saw those drooping branches getting closer and closer, and I bowed my head and hugged the horse's neck.
"Ah-help-"
The man stood where I rushed in and grabbed my reins. The horse stopped hard and gasped with its hooves.
"I can't ride a horse. How can you make such a joke? "
Trembling with fear, screaming like crying.
The "Gao Qiu" bridle, handed a handkerchief. I snapped it open, slipped off the horse, hugged a tree and kept coughing.
"I'm sorry!"
"Are you serious, go away! Get out! "
He stared at me for a long time, with a smile on his face and stopped talking. He picked me up, threw me into the empty horse and walked out of the Woods without looking back.
At lunch, I sat at the end of a long table, and "Gao Qiu" began to make guitars. The atmosphere was so warm that grapes, wine and pots were handed over. At the banquet in the pasture, the thick and rough plate of steak made the long table bloody.
"Today, the first Argentine folk song is a' high autumn' among us, specially written for a China girl, and I would like to express my most sincere welcome to her-"
Hearing the guitarist say this, he didn't look up. I don't know who he is referring to, and applause rang out around.
"Miss China, it's you!" Sylvia, the tour guide, pointed at me and shouted.
I put down my knife and fork, stood up and raised my hands as a thank you. Love songs floated down the empty grassland, and I don't know who sent them.
A small square table under a tree in the distance was specially covered with a white tablecloth, and a chair was waiting for someone, not a tourist's seat.
The man who hit my horse sat at that separate table, and no one noticed. The waiter with the barbecue immediately brought wine and steak.
I glanced at the man, and he quietly raised his glass to me from a distance, so light that only the two of us knew.
I will never see him again this long lunch.
In fact, that is a very arrogant person.
Equestrian performance on the grassland was extremely wonderful, and the running horses ushered in a group of saddless horses. I don't know where so many hounds rushed in and barked with the noise.
I sat on a wooden box, far away from the audience, and dozens of huge eucalyptus trees fell in the shade behind me.
The horse in gorgeous clothes is not performing.
I quietly looked back and saw him riding a horse, standing in the depths of the forest, watching me lost in thought.
We looked at each other for a long time, and no one would move.
He rode his horse gently and came to me.
The horseshoe will step on me if it moves one more step. I stood up, leaned against the trunk and stared at him.
The noise around suddenly disappeared, and the Woods were silent, only the rustling wind.
"Come on up!" He said softly.
I hesitated for a moment, and then came into contact with his eyes.
I didn't say anything, so I stood straight on the wooden box without moving or begging him.
He bent down to lift it, and I got on its horse.
The man took the opportunity to kiss my hair.
"Hold me." He said.
I obeyed.
The horse trotted around the Woods and slowly left the crowd watching the performance.
"Do you like this ranch?"
"I love it!" I sighed.
"Do you like Gao Qiu?"
"Are you really' Gao Qiu'?"
"Of course, my child, all my life!"
"I am not a child." I said.
The man stopped his horse, turned around, took my hand and looked at me quietly, looking deeply into my eyes.
"A woman like you, the way you talk to a horse, should be born with a high fork, son, I have been watching you!"
"There is no' high tea', only the ranch man is called' high autumn', and women don't call it." I smiled.
"Where did you learn Spanish?" He asked.
"Madrid."
"Do you know what people like us call our wives in Argentina?"
"China." I said, I can't help laughing at the thought that the wives of Bolivian demons also pronounce this sound.
"Would you like to be a China person?"
"It turned out to be a China woman!"
He plays word games, so he can't go on.
"Take me to see the cows." I patted the horse and it trotted.
"Take you to a place-"
"The Woods don't go." I said.
"No-"
The man flew away and stopped talking.
He ran non-stop to the river, entered the completely sealed willow forest, crossed the rushing water and waded over.
Is it necessary for a tour group to come every week, and there must be a woman of different nationalities immediately?
Thinking that I may just be a number collected by others, I want to dismount and walk, and I may regret my frivolity for a while.
"No one comes to this place on weekdays, not even people from the ranch." He said.
After running a lot of roads, a Victorian building appeared on the silent grassland like a giant.
He stopped his horse and stood in the distance.
What the building can't deny is a human dream, standing quietly on the horizon, all the shutters around it are down, and it is a frozen silence in the afternoon sun.
"Do you like it?"
"I like it very much, very much."
I'm about to cry. All this is happiness that I can't see in my daily life!
"Let's take a closer look!" He rode slowly.
This man met by chance, but he knows me and what I want in my heart.
"Will you add this program to your weekly visitors?" I said.
He stopped the horse, turned around and smiled slightly.
"Son, I am very special to you. Why despise yourself instead? "
"Whose house is this?" I asked.
"Rancher, there are 1000 hectares of land and cattle and sheep, and we don't rely on tourists to eat-"
"Who is the owner of the ranch?"
"Mr. Jamora."
"Don't live in this house?"
"The wife died, the children scattered, he can live anywhere. The house is unnecessary. "
"Then just walk away and take nothing with you."
"The ranch is his life, do you understand?"
How can you not understand! Is "Gao Qiu" still "Gao Qiu" without grassland? Gao Qiu doesn't ride a horse, so does he go to town by bus?
They are a special kind of people. They can't live without cows, horses and the sky!
"This ranch has been visited by many tour groups, all they want to see are those performances, and few people love and touch this land-"he said.
"I-"
"You're not here, so I'll take you riding. Don't you understand? "
I leaned on his back silently, and the horse carried me closer and closer to the house.
"It is happy to be a' high autumn', although others think it is very hard to live in such a wilderness."
"I like it."
"Know that you like, stay, three to five years will be inseparable. Come down! " He got off the horse and took me to the ground.
"Looking at the house?" I'm a little surprised.
The man said nothing and took out a bunch of keys.
"How do you have a key? I won't go in. "
"Do you want to see it?" He asked lightly.
"The master is not here." I can't go in there.
"All right!" He is slow, but he hides it well.
"What do you want to see?"
"Cow." I said.
"It's far away."
"It doesn't matter."
He whipped the horse gently and drove me to the horizon.
We didn't talk all the way.
"Tired, put me down!" I have seen cows, and I don't know how far it is from the barbecue place.
"Over there, where there is a straight wooden pole, there is a living well. If you drink some water, you won't be tired. I am waiting for you here. "
Then he got off the horse and helped me adjust my anklet to a stable height.
"I ride alone?"
"Try it, don't be afraid, you will like it."
He hit the horse lightly, and I ran into the red sun on the grassland at dusk.
This is a way for him to seduce women. Never fall for it. Some women don't know this method, but for me, it is completely correct.
I can't catch up with the setting sun. I yelled at the good horse and galloped across the wilderness without drinking water.
Sleeping in the pasture, you are you, I am me, and the two have nothing to do. Don't disturb my calm heart unless I fall off my horse and lie on this land from now on!
Tired of running, the horse turned to look for its owner. Under the cloudless sky in Wan Li, only the pounding of hooves rang heavily.
It's still a long way. His eyes are on the rope and he takes me in step by step.
My hair is loose and I can't move on horseback.
"Come-"He held out his arm.
"Are you afraid of riding badly?" He pushed me to the ground.
I shook my head, walked to a meadow and threw myself on it silently.
"Son, will you come back?" Someone asked me in the back.
I shook my head.
"This is a lifestyle that suits you. Come to a' high tea' right away! " A pair of hands gently combed my hair and tied my headband.
I shook my head again.
"Stay with me and live on the pasture, will you?"
"You don't know who I am."
"I know you will be a good' high tea', think about it! Hmm! "
Unexpectedly, this cowboy is crazy.
"Let's go home!" I said.
He first put me on the horse, halfway up the mountain and kissed my hairline.
"Which hotel are you staying at in Buenos Aires?"
"Florida House, a very small hotel." I said.
"When are you leaving?"
"Go to Uruguay in five days."
"I'll come to see you at seven tomorrow evening. Shall we go for a ride together? "
I hesitated for a moment before saying, "All right."
"Give me five days to let you-"
"What if I keep it?" I said.
"The ranch is yours."
Is this guy crazy or something?
I didn't say anything, just let him put his waist around me and run all the way to the group.
"The missing person is back! I thought the kidnapping was gone! " The guide shouted and ran over. I leaned on the man's back and said nothing.
"Just one more lap, okay?" The man asked me.
As soon as we nodded, he whipped his horse and let out a long whistle. This time, he tightened the reins and the horse stood up straight. Not enough once, pulling again, not enough once, pulling again, the horse brayed bravely, and the crowd screamed and retreated.
Then he leaned down and shouted to me, "Hold on tight, let's run!" " "
The figure on the pasture is far away, only the wind whistling on horseback is heard, and both hands cling to the person in front of them. As he galloped, he shouted, as if this afternoon's feelings would step out an answer in this flying horseshoe-
"Love me?" He asked, and the sound in the wind sounded like a roar.
"No-"I shouted.
He whipped the horse again, and I screamed with fear.
That century-old Mercedes, I have been holding him.
Back on the tour bus, he finally got off the horse slowly. I asked him, "Can you get off?"
He jumped off the horse, stretched out his hand and held me tightly in front of everyone, and refused to let go.
"Wait for me at the hotel tomorrow?"
"Are you serious?"
"You are not serious, are you?"
I looked at him and said slowly, "You don't even know who I am. Stop joking like this. "
If I'm serious, what about him? He knew that he would be rejected.
"I love this kind of life and environment, not you." I said.
I know. Who am I? He said softly, his arm around me was loose.
"You are Jamora, the owner of this ranch, a liar who shows mercy everywhere."
He heard me shout out his name, slightly stunned and cocked his head with a wry smile.
"Just say it's a lonely old man!"
"Age is not a problem. If I want to, I will stay. "
I'm in a hurry, shout.
Without saying anything, he led the horse away.
When did Sylvia, the tour guide, lean over? He looked behind him and said, "Mr. Jamora is crazy today. On weekdays, he simply ignores tourists, a very lonely' high autumn'! "
I looked at her in surprise.
"Really, he is very special to you, and even added a table next to us. Is by your side-"
"Normal-"
"What is normal? I have been here many times. He came to have a look and left. What else can I ride? "
When I heard this, I went after him. At this time, he put on his glasses and looked old.
"I came to say goodbye to you!"
"Come with me for a while?"
"Good-"
"Next time you come back, I don't know if I can live."
"People are immortal, don't say that."
I couldn't help kissing his cheek.
"What's your name? I will always call you in my heart. "
This "Gao Qiu" is really crazy, but I don't have any blame.
"My name is China!" I said.
The bus started, groups of "Gao Qiu" rode on horseback to see each other off, and then waved and ran with the cars slowly leaving the pasture.
At that time, Mr. Jamora got on the horse again.
The grassland at dusk stretches behind him, and his towering body becomes a motionless dot in the sunset glow.