Nie Er is a shepherd on the distant border.
When autumn is coming, the shepherds drive the sheep to the center of the grassland. When the grass is finished, winter will not be far away. As soon as the season for selling sheep comes, the thin ones in the flock are sold.
Nie Er did not follow the crowd. He drove the sheep to the border of the grassland. Although there were a lot of grass there and he was not afraid of scrambling, it was difficult to rush back to sell sheep before the season.
But Nie Er is still going far away.
The weather changes this year are strange, and the always cool grasslands have become stuffy. People complained about people in the distant towns. Ag said that they turned on the air conditioner to blow the hot air on the grassland, and the hot air was pushed to the grassland outside the city like tumbleweed.
Nie Er stood up and walked northwest. People knew that he was going to Gesa. The sound of playfulness calmed down, and dozens of eyes looked at him walking far away. The white flock was like clouds left on the grass. They did not look up at Nie Er, but just waved their tails, as if they were saying that they knew.
Nie Er's sheep were all very energetic, taking steps, raising his chest high like a horse. They collectively looked at the grass in the distance, crisp, green, and distant. The green area is still invisible and exists only in the memories of the flock of sheep and Nie Er. They used their imagination to carve their memories vividly and touchingly, and went to the grassland to eat and meet again.
Gessa Grassland is the name given by Nie Er. Gessa is the name of a friend. Friends are actually called Tuli, and Gessa is named Nie Er. The thunder on the grassland is the eagle in the sky. Nie Er said that eagles are stupid animals.
"How can an eagle be stupid?" Ge Sa was puzzled.
Nie Er smiled. He doesn't need explanation, he just needs time.
Before, Gesar followed Nie Er to the grassland every day to herd sheep. They scared the flock and rushed over while the flock was lowered to eat grass. The sheep were frightened and retreated, and they brushed the ground together, and the flock was concave a white line.
"The cowardly sheep." Gesar laughed, and the sheep hid when he saw him.
"The sheep are not timid." Nie Er said.
Two people are companionship every day, and the days are coming soon when summer is coming to an end. Gessa is going to return to her home in the city and the school is about to start.
Gessa came to accompany Nie Er for the last time, and Nie Eryang accompanied him to the distant grassland. At that time, the distance had not been named Gessa. At that time, Gessa had not been far away.
Gesa accompanied Nie Er. The two chased the flock of sheep and sang songs on the grassland. The boy's tenacious voice pierced the sky, and the two sang happily.
An old sheep with a big butt and curled white hair all over the body fell behind, walking and stopping, shaking off the grass roots and ant insects on their bodies from time to time.
They moved forward, the flock of sheep and two black-haired boys were like giant sheep dotted on the field. The population is becoming less and less, and it is empty everywhere, with a few eagles hanging on the blue sky, loud and loud.
When we arrived at the destination, Nie Er scattered the flock of sheep and let them search and take a walk freely. The flock seemed to have suddenly been untied from its invisible chains. The owner sat on the grass and they scattered all over and ate grass in their respective territories.
The eagle's crying sound was getting closer and closer, and Gesar looked up at the eagle flying lower and lower. Although his father named him Eagle, he actually saw the real Eagle for the first time this time.
The black eagle hovered in the blue air, drawing circles gradually approaching the ground. Nie Er sat leisurely, holding a knife wrapped in sheepskin in his hand, looking at the flying eagle and Gesa.
The eagle suddenly rushed down and looked at the sheep with the largest and oldest butt. The eagle wanted to pull the old sheep back to the sky. The old sheep was shocked and ran towards the flock. The eagle was entangled on the old sheep's back. The sheep was too heavy. The old sheep's butts fell with its escape posture, and it hadn't run so fast for a long time.
The flock of sheep dodged the old sheep in fear, and the old sheep rushed further away, with shrubs and poplar forests further away. The eagle was still screaming, screaming in a harsh manner.
Gesar chased the sheep and the eagle to the bushes.
After a while, the sheep, the eagle and the man ran back to their original position. The eagle is already dying.
"Nie Er, let's put this eagle."
"Geza, you understand."
" Nie Er! "
Nie Er raised his hand and signaled Gesa to control the sheep's head. Gesa clamped the sheep's head between his legs and grabbed the sheep's ears with both hands. The sheep's body now had double pressure. Nie Er ran over, took the knife, and spun the thick hair on the sheep's back.
The eagle struggled in Nie Er's hand, Nie Er teased the eagle with his fingers, and there was a night-like chill in the eagle's eyes. As soon as Nie Er let go, the eagle rushed into the sky quickly, and a loud chirping disappeared.
"Gesa, my dear friend, the sheep are not stupid. "
" I understand, Nie Er. "
The sheep were full, and Nie Er drove the sheep to send Gesa home. Gesa went to the city to study, and never returned to the grassland again, nor came back to visit Nie Er.
Nie Er still sold sheep all year round, and when autumn came, he went to the border of the grassland far away. Other shepherds advised him not to go so far away. Nie Er said that it was Gesa grassland, very close.
Now, Nie Er drove the sheep to Gesa grassland again. When the sheep arrived, they began to lower their heads and eat grasslands. The grass leaves began to slouch, and the neat sound of eating grass was like silent music.
Suddenly, a sheep slowly walked out of his sight. It was covered in soil and grass roots, and its big butt was sticking out. It was that old sheep, no matter how old the man was, he would dislike it. He was old. Er can ignore its life and death.
Then let it die. Nie Er looked at the no longer unified border of the sheep, blew the sheep whistle, and the other sheep gathered together, and then lowered her head to eat grass. But the sheep seemed to have not heard it, and continued to walk with its head down until it turned into a black spot. Only then did she remember to look up and look back, whether it was looking back at the flock or Nie Er.
Nie Er stood up, and he called the old sheep. Such a big sheep could not be eaten even if it died. It would take half a day to dig a hole and bury it. This sheep was just like other sheep, honest and obedient. But this time, the old sheep stopped hesitating, turned back and continued to move towards the northwest, swaying its big butt.
Nie Er looked at the old sheep, until it finally disappeared on the boundary line of the grassland. (Author Zhou Zeyu)
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