Author: Wu Caili
The morinouqin is a fricative stringed instrument popular in the Mongolian region. In Mongolian, it is called "Molin Hughur". It is a two-stringed qin decorated with horse heads. For centuries, the Morin Khuur has played a pivotal role in the culture of Mongolian nomads. There are many legends about "Morin Flute". The same theme and different versions of the story are widely popular in Mongolian grassland . This article tells the familiar and touching traditional story of the Mongolian people, "The Legend of the Morin Khuur". One day, Su He, a young Mongolian boy, picked up a newborn white horse. Under Su He's careful care, the white horse grew up and became a good helper in protecting the sheep. Su He took the white horse to the horse racing meeting and won the championship. The prince who organized the event wanted to send Su He back with three gold ingots and asked him to keep the white horse. Su He refused and was knocked unconscious, and the white horse was taken away...
Legend has it that the matouqin was first made by a little shepherd boy named Su He in the Chahar Grassland. Su He was raised by his grandmother, and they lived on more than 20 sheep. Su He goes out to herd sheep every day and helps grandma cook in the morning and evening. Seventeen-year-old Su He already looks completely like an adult. He has extraordinary singing talent, and the neighboring herdsmen are willing to listen to him sing.
One day, the sun had set and the sky was getting darker, but Su He hadn't come back yet. Not only was grandma worried, but the neighboring herdsmen were also a little panicked. Just when people were very anxious, Su He walked into the yurt holding a small furry thing.
When people took a look, it turned out to be a newborn foal. Su He looked at everyone's surprised eyes and said to them: "On my way back, I met this little guy, lying on the ground and moving. When I saw no one was taking care of it, I was afraid that it would be eaten by wolves in the dark. Just take it back."
4 As the days passed, the little white horse grew up under Su He's careful care. It is all white, beautiful and strong. It is loved by everyone, especially Su He.
5 One night, Su He was awakened from his sleep by the rapid neighing of a horse. He thought of the little white horse, and hurriedly got up and went out to take a look. He saw a big bad wolf being blocked by the little white horse from the sheepfold.
6 Su He drove away the big bad wolf. When he saw that the little white horse was covered in sweat, he knew that the big bad wolf must have been here for a long time. Thanks to the little white horse, he protected the sheep for him. He gently stroked the sweaty body of the little white horse and said to it: "Little white horse! Thank you."
7 One spring, news came from the grassland that the prince was going to hold a horse racing meeting at the Lama Temple. The prince's daughter has to choose the best rider to be her husband. Whoever wins the first place, the prince will marry his daughter to. Su He also heard the news, and his friends nearby encouraged him to lead the little white horse to participate in the competition. So, Su He took his beloved little white horse and set off.
8 The horse racing started. Many young men raised their whips and ran wildly. At the finish line, Su He's little white horse ran to the front. The prince ordered: "Ask the rider on the white horse to come on stage!" When Su He walked over, the prince saw that the first place runner turned out to be a poor herdsman. He then changed his tune and did not mention the marriage proposal, and said unreasonably: "I will give you three big ingots, keep the horse, and go back quickly!"
9 "I am here to race horses, not to sell horses." Su He Upon hearing what the prince said, he immediately became angry. Can I betray the little white horse? He thought like this and said those two sentences without thinking.
0 "How dare you, a poor herdsman, to resist the prince? Come here, give me a good beating for this bitch." Before the prince could finish speaking, the servants started to fight. Su He was beaten unconscious and thrown under the stands. The prince took away the little white horse and returned to the palace majestically.
1 Su He was rescued and returned home by relatives and friends. Under the careful care of her grandma, she rested for a few days and gradually recovered. One night, Su He was about to go to bed when he suddenly heard a knock on the door. He asked: "Who?" but no one answered. The door still banged. Grandma opened the door and took a look: "Ah, it turns out to be a little white horse!"
2 Hearing this scream, Su He hurriedly ran out. When he saw it, he saw that the little white horse was indeed back. It was hit by seven or eight sharp arrows and was sweating profusely as it ran. Su He gritted his teeth, held back the pain in his heart, and pulled out the arrow from the horse. Blood flowed from the wound like a fountain. The horse was so seriously injured that he died the next day.
3 It turned out that the prince was very happy because he got a good horse, so he chose an auspicious day, held a banquet, and invited relatives and friends to celebrate. He wanted to show off his good horse in front of others, so he asked the servants to bring the horse over and perform it.
4 The prince had just stepped on the horse, but before he could sit firmly, the white horse kicked him hard and threw him off. The white horse broke free from the reins and ran away from the crowd.
5 The prince got up and shouted: "Catch it quickly, or shoot it to death if you can't catch it!" The arrows of the archers flew towards the white horse like a torrential rain. Although the white horse was hit by several arrows, he still ran back home and stayed with his master in his last moments.
6 The death of Baima made Su He very sad and angry. One night, Su He saw the white horse come alive in his dream. He stroked it, and it came close to him. At the same time, he gently said to him: "Master, if you want me to never leave you and relieve your loneliness, use my muscles and bones to make a handful." Let’s play the piano! ”
7 After Su He woke up, he followed the little white horse’s instructions and made a piano with its bones, tendons and tail. Whenever he plays the piano, he will think of his hatred for the prince; whenever he recalls the excitement of galloping on horseback, the music of the piano will become more beautiful.
8 Since then, the matouqin has become a comfort to the herdsmen on the grassland. As soon as they hear the beautiful sound of the piano, they will forget the fatigue of the day and will not want to leave for a long time.
