Night falls, and the dome is dyed like ink.

The sky full of stars is particularly bright and moving, and a full moon hangs in the middle of the sky, reflecting the clarity of Yuyu.

The sky was dark, and the earth was white.

Boundless white, that is, the silver snow covered the golden pastures. The rolling white, that is the mountains of all sizes in the distance. The cold and lonely white is the peaceful sleep in the long winter night of the prairie under the moonlight. Warm and thick white, that is the vitality that is everywhere in the harsh, vigorous and tenacious everywhere.

Life is short, so it is precious and worth cherishing.

It's worth dancing, it's worth singing.

"Mellow wine, herds of cattle and sheep.

The beautiful prairie is my hometown.

On the prairie, the lark is singing

Gesang Meadow, beautiful girl.

I am the eagle of the sky, wings of steel, I am singing loudly and soaring in all directions.

Thou art a delicate flower, fragrant in the wind, dancing a moving dance, watching alone.

What are you waiting for?

Gesang Meadow, why don't you sing?

Gesang Meiduo, you are a fairy among flowers, singing like a lark—"

Gesang Medo sat with his knees crossed, his long braided hair hanging down to the ground: "Geritu, you are not an eagle in the sky, you are cow dung on the ground." ”

The crowd laughed, drank and high-fived.

Ge Ritu is a young man, a good young man, with a handsome and strong face: "Gesang Geduo, the girl I love, Gesang is a flower, and Meiduo grows on cow dung!"

Everyone laughed, and their eyebrows danced.

In the snow, on the boundless grassland, a red bonfire is burning vigorously at night.

A great crowd of men, women, and children, dressed in robes and boots, and clothed in felt coats, sat around the fire in front of the tent.

This is a grassland tribe, more than 200 people, named Gelang.

In the bitter cold of winter, the cattle and sheep are in the pen, and the people of the family have nothing to do at night, and often gather here to sing, dance, drink and chat. The whole sheep is roasted on the fire, the wine is the burning knife for drinking, the strong and spicy smell and the bright and cheerful fire light drive away the cold silence of the cold night, reflecting the smiling faces. This is a big family, a big family of friendship and harmony, and everyone has a happy and satisfied smile on their faces, just like in the past.

There is only one person who does not laugh, and that is Gesang Meadow.

Gesang Meiduo is a beautiful girl like a flower, Gesang Meiduo's song is more beautiful than the call of a lark, when Gesang Meiduo sings, dances and laughs brightly, the stars in the sky will also lose color. But Gesang Medo didn't laugh, and Gesang Medo didn't sing or dance, just sat by the fire with his knees crossed, letting his long braided hair fall like a waterfall, quietly looking up at the bright galaxy in the sky.

Gesang Meadow, what's wrong with you?

Aren't you happy, Gesang Meadow?

Everyone didn't understand it, and neither did Geritu.

Geritu is a warrior on the grassland, Geritu's long knife can kill the most ferocious lone wolf on the grassland, Geritu's bow and arrow can shoot the bell swaying in the wind under the tent, Geritu is a brave and heroic young man, even the beard on his face is so powerful and extraordinary. Yes, yes, Geritu is pursuing Gesang Meiduo, the two of them are childhood sweethearts, and Geritu loves her very much. Gesang Meadow, Gesang Meadow, Geritu don't understand, what is going on in your heart.

Geritu is the son of the leader of the clan, and in terms of appearance, talent and family character, Geritu is worthy of Gesang Meduo. The two are the same age, and the relationship is also very good, they were originally born with a pair, and the elders of the two people also recognized it. Together, together, to be together, Geritu is happy in his heart. But Gesang Meadow seems to be unhappy, unhappy, unhappy, unhappy, just unhappy.

- Geritu, when I was your own sister, it would be fine.

Whenever he thinks of this, Geritu cries. Geritu wants her to be his own sister-in-law, Geritu's sister-in-law is called Gegma. Gegma is also a beautiful big girl, Gegma is already sixteen years old, and Gege Ritu is not in a hurry to find his wife Gegma is also anxious to find his sister-in-law: "Sister Gesang Meduo, what are you thinking?" Gegma took a bowl of hot goat milk tea and whispered, asking her sister Gesang Meadow: "Why don't you dance? Why don't you sing?"

Gesang Meiduo drank the milk tea, and Gesang Meiduo finally smiled: "My little clever ghost, don't talk around the corner." Gegma grinned and asked quietly, "Then let me ask you, Sister Gesang Meduo, do you like my brother or not, Geritu?" Gesang Medo smiled and said softly: "I like it, just like I like my little clever ghost." Germa blinked, playful and flexible: "Sister likes brother just like grandma likes Daddy, right?"

"Ggma, ggma. Gesang Medo stroked her long hair and smiled softly and lovingly: "When you grow up, you will understand." Gegma has grown up, Gegma pouted angrily, and must ask: "Sister Gesang Meadow - Sister Gesang Meadow - "

Gesang Medo smiled and shook his head, but Gesang Medo stopped talking.

Geritu is very good, the person is good, the heart is good, and he is even more wholeheartedly good to Gesang Meiduo, and these Gesang Meiduo know it in his heart. The two have no guesses, childhood sweethearts, Ge Ritu loves Gesang Meduo deeply, and Gesang Medo has no reason to reject him. It's not that I'm not happy, it's not that I don't care, but I always feel that there is a little, a little, as if something is missing. It's not good to say, it's not good, who knows the girl's thoughts, it's like a white cloud in the sky-

"The most precious gift for my most beloved girl. Ge Ritu couldn't wait any longer, Ge Ritu crisply knelt on one knee and offered the gift that had been prepared for a long time: "Gesang Meduo, please accept it." "It was a chain of ivory-polished beads with colourful gemstones, and the colors were so beautiful in the firelight. It is a good gift, and it is the heart of Ge Ri Tu, this bead chain Ge Ri Tu has spent a lot of effort and effort, and it is precious and rare.

"Gesang Meadow—Gesang Meadow—" The crowd laughed, and the crowd burst into laughter.

Fiery and strong feelings, expressed simply and straightforwardly, this is exactly the young man on the grassland, Ge Ritu. Geritu is the pride in the hearts of the Gelang people, and Gesang Meiduo is also a treasure in everyone's hearts, which is a great good thing, which makes everyone present happy from the bottom of their hearts: "Gesang Meiduo, Gesang Meiduo, quickly accept the gift of the lover!" Geritu, Geritu, this cup of wine, everyone is waiting to drink!

"Ge Ritu, you said that you have the ability to fight a tiger, but that bear-" Gesang Medo spoke, Gesang Medo didn't look at the bead chain, and looked at Ge Ritu with a smile: "That bear, what is it?" At the mention of the bear, the four suddenly quieted, only the bonfire was left to beep in the cold wind. At the mention of the bear, Gritu's face turned white in an instant, and his posture was as stiff and strange as his expression. That bear was a man, and that man was a bear, a humanoid beast on the grassland, a demon that no one feared.

"Pisa!" Geritu roared and suddenly stood up, slammed his fist with one hand and slammed his chest: "But a bear, Geritu will not be afraid! Gesang Medo, I will hunt him for you, even if he runs out of blood and even loses his life!" The voice was also impassioned, and the momentum was also brave and fearless, and a group of young and strong men looked excited, and they got up and shouted: "Geritu! Geritu!

In the meantime, a voice was particularly crisp and cheerful, it was Gergma: "Hit the bear! Kill Pisa!"

The songs were sung in unison, and the skirts fluttered and the hair was braided.

Gesang Medo still sat with his knees crossed, not dancing or talking, but only heard the sigh in his heart: "Great fool!"

Geritu is just tough, Geritu said that he is not afraid but he is afraid, Gesang Medo has seen the fear in his eyes and the timidity in his heart, he is not a real warrior. That's okay, Gesang Medo didn't care, in fact, Gesang Medo didn't mention the bear to see his guts, and Gesang Medo didn't worry that he blew through the cowhide to show people a joke!

To die bravely, no matter how brave you are, is not a true warrior.

That's a senseless sacrifice, Gesang Meadow doesn't want it, Gesang Meadow doesn't want an eagle in the sky or a warrior who fights the tiger, what Gesang Medo wants is just a living him, an ordinary person!

Geritu, do you understand?

"Pisa!" Geritu would not have understood, Gerritu was already stunned!

Pisa is coming!

Everyone was stunned, just like Ge Ritu, everyone's heart was beating wildly, and they lost all their strength, and they had to stare at a pair of frightened eyes as a huge demon-like figure rushed from the dark night, and their mouths were screaming like a bear: "Ahururu!

The demon has finally appeared, and he should spear it with a scimitar!

Kill, kill, kill!