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2024-06-05

Salar Folk Tales: The Story of Suliman and Walya

Salar Folk Tales: The Story of Suliman and Walya

Suliman, a young hunter of the Salar clan. He has two weapons at his side: the first is a treasure bow, which can kill the tiger in the mountain and the roc in the cloud; The second is a precious sword, which can split mountains and sweep forests. Suliman year after year, through the deep forest, running mountains, shooting birds, hunting wild animals, unfettered, living a hard and bold hunter life.
The lark birds in the sky, there is a male and a female, they fly together, this sing them and how happy!
The wild rabbits in the grass, there is a male and a female, they play and chase, live in the same hole, how harmonious! Suliman, the young hunter, was already twenty-five years old, and he thought that he, too, needed a good girl to be his companion for life.
So, Suliman left his hometown and invited to the remote mountains and grasslands to find a desirable person.
On this day, Suliman came to the foot of a big mountain. There is a calm, clear lake at the foot of the mountain. When the traveler was tired of walking, he sat down to rest on a large bluestone by the lake. A lark in the sky is singing softly. The lake was like a mirror, and everything on the shore was clearly illuminated.
Suliman was just seeing God, when suddenly the lark's joyous song turned into a mournful cry.
He fluttered his wings and fell gradually towards the middle of the lake. Suliman was wondering when he saw the head of a water snake standing upright on the surface of the lake. The water snake, with open mouth and bulging eyes, was sucking on the lark!
When the lark saw that it was about to fall into the mouth of the water snake, Suliman could not bear it, so he drew his bow, put his arrow on it, and shot at the water snake. Right on the right side, right on the snake's head. The water snake gave a hiss and sank to the bottom. Then the skylark, fluttering its wings high above the clouds, sang:
Surimango,
Thank you very much!
Surimango,
Thank you very much!
The calm water surface was temporarily disturbed by the water snake with arrows. When the ripples had disappeared and the water was clear again, Suliman suddenly saw a girl in the mirror-bright water of the lake. How beautiful the girl was, with her big smile, and her loving eyes, looking at the young hunter. The more Suliman looked, the more he loved it, and he could not help speaking in a low voice to the girl in the lake.
'Lovely girl! He said, "You must be the goddess of the Dragon Palace? If you love me, please come ashore - Suliman the Hunter is not a heartless man!"
Suliman was muttering in this stupidly manner when he heard behind him, "Snort!"
Let out a laugh. He was surprised, but when he looked back, he saw a girl standing quietly on the hillside, looking at him and smiling. The girl was just like the one he had seen in the water -- it was not the goddess that appeared in the lake, but the shadow of the girl standing on the hillside.
This girl, her name is Walya. She is the only daughter of Yusuf, an old hunter on the mountain. One day, she went to the lake to collect water, and saw a strange man sitting on the lake in the distance. She saw that the young man had saved the lark, and that he had a good heart; He also saw that his bow and arrow shot every hundred times, which proved that he had a good skill. Later, when the girl heard the young man speak these foolish words to her shadow in the lake, she listened and could not help but "sops!" She smiled -- she had grown very fond of the strange young man without realizing it.
The two young people met at the lake to talk, and the more they talked, the more speculative, until the shadow of the sun tilted west, they accompanied the old hunter's house. Suliman visited Yusuf, explained who he was and who he was, and asked the old hunter to marry him his beloved daughter Walya.
The old hunter looked at Suliman, looked at his daughter, and smiled and said, "Hu Da! It seems that my Valia is quite fond of you as a lad. But there's always a dowry in a marriage.
Young man! You get a silver fox fur robe, and we'll talk. You have ten days to bring this garment."
When Suliman left the old man, Walya said to him, "This is Abba trying to test your abilities. Around here dozens of miles of ground nogitsune, have called me Abba shot. The silver fox can only be found behind the snow-capped mountains to the south. But, Shan Lu, who will lead you?"
As he spoke, he heard a bird singing in the sky:
Surimango!
Take it easy;
To find the silver fox,
I'll show you!
It turned out that this bird was the same skylark that the young hunter had saved from the mouth of the water snake. The lark flew ahead, and Suliman followed. Crossing a hundred miles of grassy beach, came to a snowy mountain. How high the snow mountain is! How dangerous the big snow mountain is! The mountains are all covered with ice and snow, there is no path for people to walk, and there are no trees and grasses to climb! Just climbed halfway up the mountain, sneer slipped, and was dropped to a good distance. Suliman is not afraid of setbacks, one hard climb at a time. The larks sang for him in the sky. Spent the strength of nine cows and two tigers, finally climbed over the snow mountain, into a big forest. In the forest, bears, deer, tigers, leopards, foxes and rabbits... All kinds of wild animals and wild animals. The young hunter was not afraid at all. He lurked in the depths of the forest, searching. When he was hungry, he ate a few bites of the dry food that Walya gave him. When he was thirsty, he filled his mouth with handfuls of snow. In this way, he stayed up for seven days and seven nights, and shot down five of the best silver-haired old foxes. Hurriedly carrying the leather, came back. He gave the fox skin to Walya, and the girl spent two more days and nights making a collar of soft and beautiful leather clothes. It was on the morning of the tenth day that Suliman presented the silver fox fur coat to the old hunter.

The old hunter Yusuf took the fox fur coat and looked at it with a smile on his face: "Ha! Yes, it is a fine leather coat; But it would have been more beautiful if it had been adorned with three cat 's-eye round stones -- Walya! What do you think?"
Walya knew that this was Abba's problem again. She smiled and replied, "I think this dress is beautiful enough without gems!"
The old hunter shook his head and said, "A beautiful girl is worthy of a heroic young man; A magnificent fox-fur is brightly colored with splendid gems!"
Suliman was a feisty young man, and when he heard the old man say this, he agreed to it regardless of whether the stone was easy to find.
Young man!" "You must do it quickly," said the old hunter. "You had better find the stone in three days."
When Suliman left the old man and came out, the girl complained to him, "Oh, how dare you so boldly say yes! You know this cat's eye stone is the most rare!"
The young hunter answered firmly, "For you, even the stars in the sky, I will take them down!"
"Well, in that case, go and look for it!" The girl said, "According to people's legend, the stone mountain to the west is called 'Gem Mountain', and there are three cat's eye round gems in the gem mountain." However, I do not know where it is hidden? Said there was a devil guarding it. That depends on your real ability!"
As he spoke, all at once the lark began to sing in the sky:
Surimango!
Don't worry about it;
In search of gems,
Please follow me!
So Suliman followed the skylark to the west again. After walking for a whole day and night, they came to the foot of a majestic rock mountain. The stone mountain is steep and its summit is high in the sky. I saw birds circling, and there was no path. Brave Suliman, led by the skylark, struggled his way up. Sharp rocks, cut his palms and feet, every step up, leaving a few blood marks! The trail of blood ran from the roots of the mountain to the summit, and the young hunter finally reached the highest peak of the stone mountain.
At the top of the hill, there was a large red stone, squatting like a monster in front of a cliff. The lark landed on the big red stone. "Boom, boom, boom!" Three pecks. Suddenly, the strange stone moved, twisted its back, and turned into a scared demon. The devil snapped and cursed, "Whoo! What caterpillar dares to peck at my head?"
With these words, he stretched out his dustpan and went to catch the lark. The clever lark spread his wings and flew away from the devil's fingers. The larks whirled about in the air, singing:
Surimango!
Quick archery;
Don't worry about anything else,
Shoot it in both eyes, end to end!
When Suliman heard this, he hurriedly grabbed a bow and an arrow and aimed it at the devil. With a clang, the devil's left eye went blind. The hunter was about to draw his arrow and shoot again when he saw the devil roar, fire coming out of his mouth, and come straight at Suliman. Before Suliman's arrow reached the bow, the great hand of the devil had seized it. The hunter panicked, and the devil's claws touched the hunter's right cheek and ripped off a large piece of skin. Suliman withstood the pain, pulled out the treasure knife, braved the demon fire emitted by the devil, cut it hard in the past, only listening to the sound of "crack", cut the devil straight from the head to do two halves. Immediately, "crash", two stone doors on the cliff opened, three cat's eye round gems, in the stone cave shining bright green. Suliman threw himself into the cave, grabbed the three gems, and walked down the hill. Along the way, he was very happy in his heart, regardless of the burning pain on his cheeks. As he approached the lake at the foot of the Waliyaja Mountains, Suliman examined his face against the mirrorlike water. He was not surprised. He had been badly wounded, and a large scar had been torn from his right cheek; Half of his right ear was torn, one eye was askew, and half of his hair was bald from the fire. He was a handsome young man, and now he was ugly! The more he looked, the more he felt self-abased and hated himself, hating himself for becoming such an ugly face, how to see the beautiful Valya!
Suliman sat by the lake for a long time, frustrated and lost. All of a sudden, he threw out the three cat 's-eye gems he was holding in his hand. Only listen to the heart of the lake "goo dong dong" three sounds, the lake splashed water, rippling a layer of ripples; The rare treasure, which had been painstakingly obtained, sank deep into the bottom of the lake!
The young hunter made up his mind never to see the Valya girl again. He strode toward the road of his hometown. As he walked, he heard the sound of hooves behind him, and someone called his name.
Suliman looked back and saw the girl Walya, riding a bordeaux horse, flying up to him. The young hunter had no time to hide, so he put his hands tightly over his face and turned his back without looking at the girl. The lark had flown away and told the old hunter and his daughter all that had happened. The old hunter Yusuf quickly sent his daughter Walya on horseback and ran after Suliman. The girl ran after him, jumped from her horse, took the young hunter by the hand, and kissed him warmly on the wounded cheek, saying, "Don't do that, my dear! What I love is not your appearance -- you have a pure and kind heart, you have a brave and firm will; These two virtues are more precious than three hundred cat 's-eye gems! Come on, let's go and see Abba, he's waiting for you..."
When the young man and woman came up the hill side by side, the old hunter Yusuf came out with a smile on his face.
'Congratulations, young man! 'said the old hunter enthusiastically.' I am proud of my own daughter for finding such a son-in-law! ..."
At that moment the lark was heard again, fluttering about in the middle of the sky, and singing in a merry voice:
Congratulations! Congratulations!
What a couple!
Congratulations! Congratulations!
Never leave forever!

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