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Folk tale: Horse head harp

author:Lin family small whirlwind

The horse head is a unique instrument of the Mongolian ethnic group, named after the fact that the head is a horse's head. Do you know the origin of the horse's head? It is said that it was invented by a man named Su He, why did Su He invent the horse head organ? What is the touching story between him and the horse? What does the horse's head symbolize?

Folk tale: Horse head harp

It is said that the horse head qin of the current Mongolian ethnic group was first invented by a man named Su He in the Chahar steppe.

Su He was raised by his grandmother, and their grandchildren lived with each other for their lives, relying on more than two dozen sheep for a year and a year. By the little, Sue and every morning and evening to help Grandma cook, during the day out to herd sheep. When Bochi Niu Mei Tesu was seventeen years old, he had grown into an adult. He was not only very industrious and brave, but also had a naturally good voice, and the nearby herders were very fond of listening to him sing.

One day, the sun had been setting for a long time, and it was completely dark. But Su He still did not return home, and Grandma and the neighboring herders were a little panicked. At this moment, Su He walked into the yurt with a small furry thing. Everyone gathered around to see that it was a foal that had just been born.

Everyone looked at the pony in surprise, and Su He said, "On the way back, I saw this little pony lying on the ground with straight legs. I don't know where its mother went, I'm afraid it'll be eaten by wolves when it gets dark; Just bring it back.

Under the meticulous care of Su He, the little pony slowly grew up. It became snow-white, strong and beautiful, and everyone who saw it praised it as a good horse, and Su He liked it even more.

One night, a rapid horse hissed to Su and Heli Liu, who was sleeping, heard the sound of a small white horse, so he hurried up and went out to take a look, only to see that the little white horse had blocked a big bad wolf out of the sheepfold and kept circling with it. Su He swung the horse pole in his hand vigorously, and together with the little white horse drove the big bad wolf away. When he saw the sweaty little white horse, he knew that the little white horse and the big bad wolf had been fighting for a long time. It was thanks to the little white horse that the sheep were saved.

Su He lovingly wiped away its sweat, caressed the neck of the little white horse with his hand, and said to it like a relative: "Dear little white horse, my good partner, I want to thank you very much, if it were not for you, the sheep would have been taken away by the big bad wolf, thanks to you!" Soon, the little white horse grew into a heroic, tall and strong white horse. In the spring of that year, a good news spread throughout the grassland, and it turned out that the prince was going to hold a grand horse race in front of the Lama Temple to choose a handsome, brave, young rider to be her husband.

Folk tale: Horse head harp

Wang Ye ordered all the riders on the prairie to come to this horse race, especially the young riders, to ride their best horses. If anyone dares to disobey the order and not participate, then the prince will punish whose sin it is.

As soon as wang ye's order was issued, the steppe riders immediately took action, and everyone wanted to be a hero in the assembly. Some of them went to practice riding, some went to choose a good horse, and some went to secretly inquire about the appearance of the princess's daughter, afraid that after their horse was successful, they would marry an ugly-looking woman.

When the news reached suhe's grassland, neighboring friends encouraged him: "You should ride a white horse to the race." So Su He offered his beloved horse, believing that The White Horse would run first in the race.

The jockey club scene is lively and spectacular on the boundless prairie. The crowds swelled as if the people were celebrating a grand festival. Riders from all over the prairie ride their horses to decide the winner in the race.

Folk tale: Horse head harp

The race began amid the cheers of the people, and many strong and good riders raised their mid-year whips and urged their horses to gallop forward. Su He and his white horse also showed great heroism in it, although Su He was not as strong as those riders. He rode his beloved white horse and began to run at the front of the line. Until the finish line, Su He was still far ahead, and the riders were all far behind Su He and his white horse and successfully won the first place.

At this time, the prince in the stands ordered: "Let the young man on a white horse come to the stage." When Su He came to the stage, Wang Ye saw that the person who won the first place was neither the prince of the royal family nor the son of the shepherd, but just an ordinary poor boy on the grassland, so he did not mention anything about recruiting relatives, but instead said to Su He without reason: It turned out that you won the first place, you are a great young man, very good, so let's give you three big yuan treasures, you leave the horse for me, take the money and hurry back to your yurt!"

When Su He heard Wang Ye say this, he knew that he not only did not keep his promise, but also wanted to take away his horse, so he said with some anger: "I am here to race horses, not to sell horses." I'm not going to ask for your treasure. He thought secretly: No matter how much money you give me, I will not sell you my beloved white horse.

Folk tale: Horse head harp

Wang Ye was very angry when he heard his words: "How dare you, a poor herdsman, rebel against me?" Come on man, teach me a hard lesson from this poor boy. Before he could finish speaking, the group of vicious thugs around Wang Ye immediately waved their whips at Su He and whipped them fiercely, and Su He was beaten by them and quickly passed out. But the fierce prince still did not give up, and ordered someone to throw Su He from the stands. After that, he also forced the white horse to leave, and returned to the palace in a majestic manner.

The kind villagers rescued the dying Su He back home, and after the meticulous care of his grandmother and the rest of more than ten days, Su He's body gradually recovered. One night, Su He had no one to sleep, when he suddenly heard a knock at the door outside. So he said, "Who's out there?" The door kept ringing, but no one answered. When Grandma opened the door, she couldn't help but exclaim: Ah! It's a white horse. ”

Folk tale: Horse head harp

Su He heard this and immediately ran out, and he saw the white horse with seven or eight arrows in his body standing breathlessly outside the door. Su He clenched his teeth with tears in his eyes and pulled out the arrows on the white horse one by one. But Hakuba was too badly injured and died on the first day.

It turned out that after the prince had led the white horse back to the palace for a few days, he couldn't wait to ride it up and make a mighty move, who had wanted to be thrown down by the white horse at once, and then the white horse ran away. The angry and corrupt prince immediately ordered someone to shoot it with an arrow, and in an instant, the rain-like arrow shot at the white horse. Although the white horse was hit several times by several arrows, it ran back home and eventually died in front of its dear master.

Hakuba's death grieved Sue and made him sleep for several days. On this day, suhe, who was overworked, passed out, and in his dream, he saw the white horse that he thought about day and night. He stroked it, and the white horse said softly to Su He: Master, if you want me to always be by your side and relieve your loneliness, then use the muscles and bones of my body to make a piano!" So, when Su He woke up, he made a violin out of the tendons and bones of a white horse, and carved the head of the harp into the shape of a white horse's head. And named it "Horse Head Qin". Since then, the horse head harp has become the charm of the herders on the grassland.

Su He's love for Hakuba is simple and deep, regardless of gain or loss, and in the same way, Hakuba's loyalty to Shuhe is also touching. The story tells us that good ultimately triumphs over evil, and that the small and weak are powerless in the face of powerful bad people. But the story allows us to accept the reality while holding a good wish about human nature, and it is the sincere feelings between the boy and the white horse that make the music of the horsehead more pleasant.

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