He Huan lowered his head happily to suppress the smile on his face.
Long Teng turned around and He Huan walked into her room and closed the door.
The white lilies on the bedside faced the setting sun and turned golden, which was very beautiful. The girl carried this vase of lilies and dragons all the way without bothering her. He Huan was very happy.
The bathtub is right next to the floor-to-ceiling window, and the terrace is outside.
A double bed room is better!
There is no bathtub in the standard room. Maybe the hotel designer feels that it is not suitable for staying in the standard room.
The sunset can be viewed directly from the bed, bathtub and terrace.
Long Teng walked to the terrace, and He Huan followed her. The two sat on white chairs across a small white square table.
He Huan felt that the table was a bit redundant, but he did not dare to move it.
Very nervous and a little embarrassed, He Huan looked at the mountain covered by the sunset and had no choice but to play his role as a tour guide.
"You see, the male god mountain is in the front and the goddess mountain is in the back. They overlap and the mountain lines are surprisingly consistent."
"Um."
"The Mountain of the Goddess is shorter than the Mountain of the Goddess. This is also a reflection of the fact that women are respected among the Mosuo people. In fact, strictly speaking, they do not favor women over men, but respect mothers. Because they believe that life is conceived by the mother, they call them goddesses.
The mountain is the mother mountain, and Lugu Lake is the mother lake.”
Long Teng turned to look at him, "Are you here to be a tour guide?"
He Huan paused. Strictly speaking, "I came to watch the sunset."
"Then just watch and don't talk."
He Huan stopped talking. Miss Long thought he talked too much!
so sad!
I just feel it's a bit awkward for two people not to talk.
The ears closest to Long Teng turned red.
He Huan suddenly stood up, and Long Teng looked up at him, thinking he was leaving, with a questioning look on his face.
He Huan lowered his head and moved the chair forward, then turned to look at her and said, "Move forward, so you can see...clearer."
Long Teng stood up, turned his head and suppressed his smile.
How clearly can you see half a meter forward?
He Huan placed the two chairs side by side and looked back at Long Teng.
Long Teng walked over with his head lowered and sat down gently.
Seeing that she didn't refuse, He Huan happily sat down next to her.
The two sat side by side and watched the sunset set over the mountain. The entire mountain and lake were covered with a thin golden mist in the sun.
The valleys and lake bays where the sun doesn't shine are even greener and bluer.
At this moment, it is a paradise on earth.
He Huan gently reached over and grabbed her hand.
Long Teng didn't move either.
The sun took one last longing look at the lake and mountains before setting.
The clouds in the sky draw a red curtain, and the male god mountain and the goddess mountain merge together.
"After the male god mountain and the goddess mountain were separated by the jealous gods, they were only allowed to meet once a year on the night of Chinese Valentine's Day. But I think they still meet every night and still live their lives of getting together at dusk and leaving in the morning." He Huan couldn't bear it anymore.
Keep your mouth shut and explain.
Turning around to look at Long Teng, her face was as white and crystal clear as the seaweed flowers floating on Lugu Lake.
He Huan really wanted to kiss her face, but he didn't dare.
The white seaweed flower slowly turned red when he saw it.
He Huan's heart couldn't help but beat wildly.
He didn't dare to kiss her, so he turned his head and looked at the dim dusk, the colorful gauze on the horizon rippling in the blue lake, and softly sang a song: "Azhu..."
Although I don’t understand it, the singing is haunting. Little sister Jinsha sings the songs to Brother Yulong and Brother Haba to fall asleep, right?
After a while, He Huan stopped. Long Teng looked at him, "What song is this?"
"Mosuo Wedding Night Song."
"What do the lyrics mean?"
He Huan translated for her: "
Ah Zhu Hey, Ah Zhu Hey
The bird flapped its wings and flew away along the mountain ridge
Ah Zhu, I'm waiting for you to come, my heart is beating so fast.
Ah Zhu Hey, Ah Zhu Hey
The moon has risen, light up the fire pit quickly
A Zhuqian wants to wait for me to come. Don’t open the door until I come.
Ah Zhu Hey, Ah Zhu Hey
Birds follow the mountain ridges, fly away and come back again
Ah Zhu, I'm waiting for you to come, until I shed tears
Ah Zhu Hey, Ah Zhu Hey
A long-legged mosquito bites me. Open the door quickly.
It's me here, open the door quickly
Ah Zhu Hey, Ah Zhu Hey
Grandma has gone to bed, but grandma is not asleep yet
Don't be in a hurry. Just wait.
Ah Zhu Hey, Ah Zhu Hey
Your black dog bites me, please open the door quickly
It's me here, open the door quickly
Ah Zhu Hey, Ah Zhu Hey
The fire pit has been extinguished, but the coals of fire have not been extinguished yet
Don't leave, just wait a little longer
Ah Zhu Hey, Ah Zhu Hey
The moon has set, but the stars have not yet set
Don't leave
I'm leaving
Just wait a little longer
I’ll come again tomorrow”
Long Teng looked yearning, and after a while he asked: "What is Ah Zhu?"
"Azhu, is a close friend. It comes from the Pumi language. Because there are also Pumi people in Lugu Lake, and many ethnic minorities live together in Yunzhou, and their languages are also colluded.
Because Mosuo people are not bound by marriage, they just stay friends for life. Therefore, Mosuo girls also call their lovers Azhu.
Axia is a friend who spends the night together. Mosuo guys call their lovers Axia, and some also call them Azhu. Axia marriage is also called Azhu marriage.
They are just like friends, closer than ordinary friends, and a little further apart than husband and wife. They don't live together. This song was originally sung by men and women."
"Do you know Mosuo?" Long Teng looked at him with twinkling eyes, feeling that the boy in front of him was extremely talented.
"I don't know how. I just thought the song sounded good, so I learned it."
Long Teng looked at him and said, "Sing it again, in Mosuo language."
Even if it is translated into Chinese, it cannot be sung. When ethnic minority songs are translated into Chinese, the artistic conception is gone. He Huan starts singing again.
Long Teng tilted his head slightly, Ruo Youruo Wu leaned on his shoulder, and He Huan held her hand and sang more gently.
Suddenly there was a loud shout from the side: "Xiao Bailong! If you want to sing, please sing louder! I can't hear you clearly even if I put my ear against the wall!"
Long Teng suddenly raised his head from his shoulder like a frightened bird and took his hand away.
He Huan really wanted to kill someone nearby.
After hearing this, a row of balconies poked their heads out one after another, "Little Bailong! Sing for us! Why are you singing secretly by yourself! Sing for us quickly!"
He Huan really wants to kill them, how do you know I am a person? They have turned me into one if I am not a person in the first place!
You all have a partner and don't leave a way for others to survive.
When Xiao Bailong didn't respond, he shouted from the side: "Xiao Bailong! Don't hide! I can even hear your voice!"
Master Feng answered them: "Little Bailong is not in the room!"
"Then where did he go? I clearly heard him singing!"
"You're actually singing secretly! That's too much! Sing for us!"
Long Teng looked at the light red clouds in front of him, his face also covered with a light red.
He Huan walked to the railing bitterly and stuck out his head, "If you want to listen to songs, go to the bonfire party!"
"Okay! Okay! You take us there!"
I couldn't sleep this night either.
He Huan turned around and looked at Long Teng, "Let's go to the bonfire party."
"Yeah." Long Teng stood up.
"It's cold at night, so wear a coat."
"Um."
Long Teng lowered his head and entered the house.
He Huan looked at her back and went back to the room to get his coat. He hated them so much!
Seeing him coming back, Master Feng smiled and said: "Hey! Little Bailong! You went to Miss Long's room!"
He Huan blushed.
"Then this room will be mine alone tonight?"
He Huan rolled his eyes at him, but he thought so!
"Are you going to the bonfire party? I'm going too!"
He Huan looked at him and said, "Don't talk nonsense!"
Master Feng chuckled and nodded, "I won't talk nonsense, I just want to show you the way. You don't know where the bonfire party is, right?"
He Huan glared at him, suppressed a smile, put on his coat, "Just take them with you."
"I know, just take Miss Long with you."
He Huan coughed and walked out seriously.
I’m leaving tomorrow, but I still want everyone to experience more of the Mosuo style.
A group of people couldn't wait to run into the courtyard. When they saw He Huan coming out, they surrounded him with smiles and said, "Little Bailong! You actually sang secretly! Sing for us!"
"At the bonfire party, there are many people singing and dancing. The Mosuo people can dance if they have feet, and sing if they have mouths. Let's go!"
Everyone happily followed him. He Huan looked back and Long Teng walked silently behind.
I was a little embarrassed, so I didn't go there. I walked in front and said to them: "Be careful about your partner when you go to the bonfire party! I won't be responsible if the partner is lost!"
Everyone laughed, held their partner's hand, and put their arms around their partner's waist.
He Huan hated them so much. He couldn't enjoy them even if they were a couple.
"A bonfire party is fun when it's lively. You'll all be singing and dancing in a while. It's not interesting to just watch."
"We are not you, we can't sing!"
"Dance!" He Huan said, "Just dance with them! Among the Mosuo people, money and status don't matter. Girls and boys who can sing and dance are the most popular! When dancing, if a Mosuo girl digs you
Palm, then go climb the flower tower tonight!"
"Hahaha……"
He Huan looked at them, "Looking at your smiles, it seems like you really want to have your palms picked out!"
The girls all stared at the target eagerly, and instead of having their palms dug, their arms were pinched first. The boys endured the pain and laughed hard.
He Huan provoked their feelings, took revenge, and continued: "Mosuo people are free in love, but they are not promiscuous. First, those who are related by blood will be excluded. Therefore, after the child is born, he will be included in the genealogy of both sides.
Two people are not allowed to date a third person when they are dating. So if you have a partner, don’t worry! Mosuo girls only want to be single!"
"Like you?"
He Huan did not answer, but said with a smile: "A good relationship can last a lifetime. If the relationship is not good, the young man will not come at night. When the young man comes, if the girl bolts the door and closes the window, the young man can only leave sadly."
"Ah!" Everyone couldn't help but feel sad.
"In short, it's a mutual love, and no one can force it on anyone."
Everyone was envious again.
The rosy glow on the horizon faded, and the bonfire by the lake was lit. I could already hear singing.
The tourists were very excited.
"In the past, there were social dances for Mosuo girls and boys only during the slack period. Now the life of the residents of Lugu Lake revolves around tourism. There is a slack time every day, and there are bonfire parties every night.
They have become actors, which is definitely different from the social dance they used to do. But if you haven’t seen it before, you can still experience it.”
After buying the tickets, He Huan led everyone towards the courtyard next to where the sound of singing came out and the light of fire flashed.