First, on the lake boating adventures from the beginning

I舍命陪君子to Lugu Lake, immediately and that has not fully developed natural scenery and local Moso tribe to save some of the matriarchal society of the customs to the fascinated. The girlfriend, but because of the gap between dreams and reality interminable endless.

Settled down day after, we, together with another one tourists rent a local "Zhu Caochuan." This cruise is a local Mosuo by two men paddle.

That day the weather particularly well, in the scenic lake tours enough people who can not help water the temptation to jump one after another swim.

Girlfriend and the boat people began to Kuanyijiedai ready to go on happily enjoy the embrace of the Lugu Lake. I can not help that some panic, the water, I could not swim, they will not be boating, boat overturned if they do not care how it can be done?

I want to stopped his girlfriend not to go, but his tongue was again addressed to Bo, the expression of her mood to choke back, I have always unable to do anything to deprive others of happiness thing.

At this point, the ship that had been back at me boating Mosuo men to change their minds again and sat down. I do not know why he would change his mind, but I can be certain of is that when he sat down, my heart will not panic, and the body has a lot of slack. I know that as long as he is, would not have terrible things happen.

The Su-mei men in his life simple and unusual behavior even brought a sense of security I never had, so I'm grateful to have him curious, leaving the two of us on board, conversation has become difficult to evade the.

"I like to sit呀drift boat drift, and you?" I did not think about not just this height of meter eighty a few of the rough men could hold such a gentle voice.

We are naturally chatted about the days. I learned that he was even smaller than I am 6 years old, but in front of him, I feel like a woman rather than her sister. We are talking about of course, the largest lake scenery, and local Moso tribe from a primitive tribal customs.

From the modern metropolis, I was still retains the singular legacy of matriarchal society is deeply fascinated by stories.

Second, early marriage is about to go, I would laugh

Time quietly passes, we are in a cordial conversation forgot the lake, but also forget that the lake swim by a few. I am crazy in Guangzhou in the fast-paced life of a few years, at this moment away from the hustle and bustle of city crowds and busy work, alone to face the tall and mighty alien man, really was a bit not quite sure it is a reality or a dream.

"Tonight, I went to take the marriage bar, where you are!" He jokes like a request to interrupt my reverie fugue open-ended, just that he has been very graphically told me what "walking marriage" - This is a very local The original popular way of marriage, that is, taking advantage of the dead of night, when a man quietly slipped into his beloved woman's "boudoir" with cohabitation, lingering in the next morning after the night quietly away.

In the eyes of modern men and women, this original "walking marriage" is tantamount to betrayal. I heard his words froze after a few seconds, then looked at him, from his face and eyes can not see the intention of remark, he said. Perhaps the local Mosuo woman, this type of "have sex" hundred percent is really sincere, because it is they have to accept and follow the rules of the game. But I do not Mosuo people, he must be joking with me! I have some laugh at themselves for self-assertion and nervous, and it will in a way to call him simply a joke:

"Well, I wait for you!"

Lake swimming under the boat people began after another, and I with him again to restore the original air of polite indifference. His girlfriend while wiping edge for my hair and regret: "What a pity that you could not swim, so a lake in vain to live up to."

I laughed off the question, deep down there is a sweet feeling in the expansion, I am glad that he will not even swim, which is inseparable from that all men are now struggling to boating.

3, and then some "walking marriage," I can resist

That evening there is a grand bonfire party, the local Mosuo people and tourists have come to play with the get-together. All around a roaring fire, singing, dancing, and the kind of unfettered joy to have 32-year-old, I also feel a lot younger. Who want to and I "walking marriage" a man beside me started on the initiative to go, we have to join the ranks of those who dance.

Lugu Lake River's ripples

As I threw himself immersed in a foreign country primitive tribe in the flavor of happiness, he suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me to a secluded place, seriously said: "Helen, I want you to go marriage, can I? "

In my memory, what a man has never been in such a short time in such a direct way to me affection. Similar to the eyes of his outrageous involuntarily let my heart jumped up mad, like to get rid of the shackles of like a dead body - this is the first time for me. Such a novel experience for ordinary day to self-control has always been exceptional and I am also embarrassed self-Xiang's up.

In this case, he also said that at noon time, but more of a tone of ridicule and jokes, but now a joke in any case can not be used to understand and explain away. Of course, the first heartbeat, I calm down and began to carefully fathom it.

University in Beijing, when I have discussed several times in love, but not any results. Later went to Guangzhou, with age, parents and friends are beginning to worry for me. One on the 30-year-old unmarried woman was not strange eyes want to size up other people is not possible, coupled with my own condition seems good, it is even more difficult to understand the wonder of others.

Sometimes classmates gatherings, others by the husband's transfer is also Tuoerdainv, I saw this from time to time will feel sorrow and grief. But I do not want to casually on to the age, supercilious, a house or a lonely looking for individuals to marry, although no longer believe in vigorous love (because of earlier than in that age), but I must marry a man who lets himself tempted.

Loneliness of a person to walk downtown streets in Guangzhou, I have dreamed many times that he will Xiangjia people may look like? But the "Assia" (local dialect "walking marriage" of men) also it is beyond my imagination. Just know one day a man, one of the world's only remaining original matriarchal tribe Mosuo people, even smaller than he is a 6-year-old man, a little education and culture "pretty people" ... ... any clear-sighted person between he and I can cite innumerable differences.

These conspicuous differences so that I can only give him a negative answer: "We are still friends with it."

4, 3 is about "walking marriage" hesitation difficult decision

Moso woman is very open, unrestrained conversation without a little shy and awkward.

But I seem to denial he did not work. After the bonfire party, he brought the local cakes Rima wine to our room, several people together in drinking and music from his face and manner where there is no trace of the slightest setback, he also repeatedly by excessive drinking have implied that my girlfriend for a another room so he and I "walking marriage." But the girlfriend is probably not understand, or pretended to understand it, he paid no attention to his hints. I am terribly upset that night, no clue reasons, but I knew that this trip to the lake is too unusual. Are awake in bed over and over again, eyes always appeared that he grabbed my hand and said, "I want you go marriage" looks like. I would like to talk about the girlfriend thing, but was worried that she laughed at me, "When you still play this ridiculous game of love."

The next day, according to schedule, we have to go to several places to visit. Mosuo man one day who had no appearance. The strange thing is I actually feel very lost, I thought that he would not give up so quickly - a woman is so selfish, for she does not love the man, but also want others to be able to make more for her to stay.

Where an uneasy waiting for, I suspect that he is not insanity? Received a four-year higher education, also in Guangzhou a few years of life even in the modern white-collar workers the Lugu Lake, a clan society, waiting for "walking marriage" and "Asha"!

But my "Assia" finally to "walking marriage", and the next morning before he left. Out the door he told me that he has gone through countless times before marriage, but this time is different, this time he wanted to assume the responsibility of men, he wanted to make good treasure my delicate woman from the outside world. He wanted to hold a grand wedding ceremony, a unique ceremony at the local, to manifest his love to me. For this the original matriarchal tribe of people who once held such a ceremony, two people's commitment would mean whole life responsibilities.

A year later, we have our own son. I entrusted her son to the local people, with their husbands returned to the city of Moso.

Whether in the eyes of others, we have a combination of how much incredible, but this does not prevent us got a man immersed in two, or three of the world belongs to us to endure the joys and sorrows.