In early November, there is sometimes a little snow and it is chilly. But after leaving the city and going to the grassland, it is not much the same as expected. Not only is it not cold, but the grass is still in full bloom. There are natural scenery everywhere on the road. This is extremely intoxicating.

There are many places that are designated as national parks. Unlike some natural landscape parks in China, there are relatively heavy traces of artificial construction, and Mongolia's national parks are basically in their original appearance.

After the large army crossed the river, there was a cow standing by the river all the time. After a while, a calf walked by the river and then realized that it was the big cow waiting for the calf to cross the river together.

Because it is close, it has become a resort park for Ulaanbaatar citizens. In addition to seeing the scenery, you can also camp, ride horses, play golf. In summer, you can also raft in the Tula River, which flows through the park. In short, it is a good place to go on an outing.

On the shore of the winding river Tula, occasionally cattle walk around and cross the river to eat grass. When crossing the river, the big cattle guard the calves and are in harmony. The mountains in the distance are covered with golden larch, layer by layer.

The landform of Trelegi is very interesting. On the slow undulating grassland, there are occasionally some abrupt and huge strange rocks. Many of them have holes in them. There are some legends behind each strange rock.

For example, Lama Cave: The Great Purge Movement in the Soviet era, and the entire Mongolian territory destroyed Buddhism. The cave in the Trelj strange stone became a place for Mongolian monks to escape disasters and save the lives of many monks.

I couldn't help but try to climb into the Lama Cave to see what it was. The cave was not high, but the nearly right angled path made us cautious every step. Finally, we climbed to the narrow entrance, turned on the flashlight and bent down to move into the cave. The depth of the cave was not deep, and it soon reached its end. It is impossible to imagine how the more than a hundred monks hiding in this narrow cave survived the dark night and ushered in the dawn of freedom during the Great Purgatory period.

When I saw the most famous turtle stone, it was very large in size and had a hole in the center. Legend has it that it was once a place where the queen kept treasures. Anyone who went to the cave would be entangled by the queen in his dreams at night. The surface was smooth and steep. Throughout history, only one person climbed to the top, which was Galdan Khan.

The gentle and undulating mountains are covered with larch, birch forest, and large grasslands. There are carnivorous wolf and eagle, herbivorous Mongolian wild horses, red deer, argali, lynx, Mongolian marmot and other animals, thus forming a complete ecological chain. But the most important reason for establishing this national park is the Mongolian wild horses.

They were once one of the owners of this land. Since the beginning of the last century, their number has dropped sharply due to poaching, war, research, etc. In the 1960s, Mongolia announced that there were no more wild horses in China. By the 1990s, wild wild horses in the world were almost extinct, and captive wild horses were in danger.

At this time, the animal protection organization in Daguo countries began to take action, releasing more than 30 captive wild horses in zoos in several European and American countries to the Mongolian Plateau. Mongolia also cooperated with them. Hustai National Park, located 2 hours southwest of Ulaanbaatar, has been home to wild horses since then until now.

After the wild horses were released to nature, the first generation was not very adaptable, and it was only when the second generation adapted to life in the wild. However, from the 90s to now, the number of wild horses has only increased by more than 10 over the past 20 years.

This is due to the special temperament of wild horses. A horse herd only has one stallion and a group of mares. If other stallions challenge the stallion of this herd and successfully challenge it, they will become the new leader of this group of horses. The first thing the new leader does is to kill all the descendants of the old leader. This cruel competition process leads to the low reproduction rate of wild horses.

The undulating curves of the mountains extended into the distance, and everyone looked at the depths of the grassland intently, hoping to see something, but it opened very deeply. Except for a few marmots that stretched their heads to watch the fun, they did not see the shadows of other animals. Soon the sun set in the west,

After climbing a slope, suddenly there was a point in the distance, getting closer and bigger.

Suddenly, I saw a single wild horse. The tour guide said it was a young male wild horse. He was strong but a little tired. His neck had a short brown mane, his back was beaked, and his abdomen was pure white. He walked very slowly and he was approaching us. Perhaps he failed to challenge the leader of the horse herd and was driven out and suffered a little trauma. We got out of the car and gently approached it, but we didn't want to disturb it. The evening sun shone on the grassland and on its back.

Bypassing a small hill, a herd of deer appeared in the larch forest in the distance. The deer looked at us alertly, while the other deer were eating grass leisurely, and we approached gently. Unfortunately, the deer was more panicked than the horse, and the deer directed the deer to run away quickly.

At this time the sun was setting and we had to return. The little stallion was still eating grass quietly not far away and walking around. Suddenly, a group of animals walked out of the slightly farther hillside. He walked in our direction.

I don’t know if I want to make up for the regret just now, but another group of deer. Although they accelerated their pace and changed direction after seeing us, they were much closer than the group just now. The deer was pressing the last formation of the deer, with its antlers straight and covered with a layer of gold under the setting sun. Their figure was so light and agile, maybe they were rushing home.

There is a legend in the local area that it was a long time ago when the Heaven of Changsheng stipulated this world order, and twelve animals were selected as the twelve zodiac signs. Eleven of them soon had their fame and flowers, each of which belonged to them, and the only vacant position was competed by camels and rats.

The camel thought about it and was tall, which was an advantage. So she told Changshengtian: Let's compete for who will be the first to see the sunrise the next morning. Changshengtian didn't think much and agreed. The mouse muttered, this camel is really bad, his small figure is obviously at a disadvantage. But he was unwilling to admit defeat and accepted the competition. It thought about it and finally came up with a wonderful and good idea.

The first time the camel saw the sun, he stood up straight and stared at the east all night. The mouse climbed up the camel's head and slept peacefully all night in the thick fluff. The next day when it was almost dawn, the mouse stretched and stood up, but his face fell to the west.

When it was almost sunrise, the West was dyed with crimson pink morning glow because of the refraction of the sun. The mouse shouted: Haha, I see the sun first!

The camel shuddered and turned his head to the west. When he saw the pink sky, he thought it was indeed the direction of the sun rising. He was very upset and bowed his head in shame to admit defeat. So the mouse became one of the twelve zodiac signs.

Camels were not regarded as the twelve zodiac signs, and they were unwilling to accept it. But things have come to this point and are irreversible. I had to ask Changshengtian to agree to one thing: add the characteristics of each twelve zodiac sign to your appearance. Changshengtian agreed.

From then on, camels had mouse ears, cow hooves, tiger's big soles, rabbit's lips, dragon's shape, snake's eyes, horse's mane, sheep's fur, monkey's color, chicken's crown, dog's leg shape, pig's tail.

When I came to a nearby herder's house as a guest, the name was very funny - Sukhbato. I had the same name as the big man in modern Mongolian history. And he was worthy of this loud name, he was a national first-class herder.

Never underestimate this title. Herders are a profession. The government will conduct annual evaluations of herders, first at the county level, then at the provincial level, and finally at the national level. The selection criteria mainly refer to the mortality rate and quantity of livestock. Sukhbato stood out from these evaluations and won the title of national first-class herders.

Every Mongolian family is proud of having wrestlers. The son of the Suhbato family is a wrestler who has won an award. He puts the honors his son receives in the most prominent position in the yurt. As long as someone stops to see, he will eagerly introduce his powerful son.

The snacks and drinks that entertain guests are milk residues and horse milk wine. Milk residues are sour condensates fermented by the filtered out of beef and goat milk. Coward and goat milk can be made into milk residues, which can be eaten directly or applied on bread.

Horse milk wine is sour and sour after fermentation, but it also has sweetness. In this place where you often eat meat, it can relieve the greasiness of your diet, and it is said that it also has potential.
Chapter completed!