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As the night gradually swallowed the whole world, a glimmer of sparkling light flickered and swayed in the endless darkness, casting a soft glow on all the faces present. This sight is the most familiar and eternal symbol for the Dinka people, like a long-lasting ritual engraved in everyone's heart.
As nomadic people living near the equator, the Dinka people have lived in this vast land for generations. Their tall and straight bodies shine in the night, as if they are the guardians of this land, simple and tough.
In the flames of the campfire, a weather-beaten elder stares at the dancing flames with a smile, his eyes full of deep love and nostalgia for this homeland.
"The origins of our Dinka people can be traced back to the ancient Semitic Kubuza people. For a long period from the 6th century B.C. to the 7th century A.D., our ancestors lived and thrived in this land. The old man's voice was deep and powerful, as if telling a long history.
"At that time, we Dinkas were known as 'nomads under the night sky'. Because when night falls, we light a bonfire, sit around the fire, sing and dance, and celebrate. Speaking of this, the old man's face was filled with great pride and pride.
However, his gaze immediately dimmed, and a melancholy look appeared on his face. "However, fate did not favor us too much. In those turbulent times, an unprecedented catastrophe ruthlessly claimed the lives of many of our compatriots. War, civil strife, famine...... My people are struggling with these calamities. ”
The old man took a deep breath, as if to pour out all the painful memories. "However, fortunately, there are still some brave fighters who did not choose to give up. Although they arrived penniless and naked in their new homeland, they always held fast to their beliefs and traditions. It is with this perseverance that we can re-establish ourselves and thrive on this land. ”
The old man's eyes were firm and proud, demonstrating the never-say-die spirit of the Dinka people no matter what difficulties they encountered. This is the tenacious quality that has been passed down from generation to generation and deeply rooted in the bone marrow.
The firelight illuminated the old man's face, casting a leaping shadow, and his gaze seemed to travel back in time and space to a history full of suffering but also tenacity.
"The ancestors of our Dinka people have been deeply imprinted on this vast land since the beginning of the formation of the ancient Semitic language family. At that time, our ancestors lived and multiplied here, inheriting a long cultural tradition. The elderly man recounted gently and solemnly.
"From the 6th century B.C. to the 7th century A.D., we Dinka people began to gradually hold on to our corners in this hot land. Known as the 'nomads of the night sky', the village is lit up by a roaring bonfire at nightfall.
Our ancestors sat around the campfire, singing and dancing to celebrate. Recalling that period of history, the elder's face was filled with pride and satisfaction. However, his gaze immediately dimmed, and there was a faint sadness on his countenance.
"However, fate has not favored us as a group too much. In those turbulent years, an apocalyptic catastrophe struck us hard, and countless compatriots lost precious lives in war, civil strife and famine. The elder's voice was filled with endless grief, as if he was silently mourning for those who had lost their relatives and friends. He clenched the pipe in his hand as if praying to the gods.
"Thankfully, some of us didn't compromise because of this. The elder's tone regained its former vigor, "They have abandoned all their possessions and come to their new homes naked, but they have always remained steadfast in their ancestral beliefs and traditions.
It is because of this perseverance that we can thrive and thrive again on this land.
The elder took a deep breath and once again showed a look of pride on his face. His gaze is firm and persistent, showing the determination of the Dinka people to never give up no matter what difficulties they face.
This is the tenacity that runs in the blood of our Dinka people.
When talking about the strong physique of the Dinka people, the old man was immediately refreshed and spoke with great interest: "We Dinka people have always been known for being tall and straight, which is a unique honor given to us by God. ”
With that, he straightened his waist and spread his arms, as if to show the world his heroic posture. "You see, when I was young, I was more than 1.9 meters tall!" the old man's tone was full of pride and pride.
Talking about his beloved herd, the old man immediately spoke with passion: "Oh, those Ankoli cows! they are 1.8 meters tall, weigh an astonishing ton, and live for 50 years! We value these cows as much as our own lives."
When the old man was in a state of high spirits, he took out the old cigarette pouch from his pocket and took a few puffs in intoxication. According to the elders of the family, there is a mysterious and unique legend hidden behind this mellow milk milk.
"It is said that there was once a heroic man who sacrificed himself to give his milk to others in order to gain endless strength and wisdom for his people. Since then, this milk has turned into a never-drying source of wisdom, nourishing generations of Dinka people.
The old man sighed earnestly: "Therefore, every drop of milk we taste is tantamount to absorbing the wisdom and strength of heroes.
As soon as the old man finished speaking, he took a deep puff of the cigar in his hand, his eyes slightly closed, and enjoyed the pleasure brought by tobacco. The light of the fire shone on his wrinkled face, making him appear wiser and more charming.
"Although the legend of the hero is moving, for us Dinka people, it is more important to rely on our own hard work and training. After a moment of silence, the old man continued: "Our ancestors have been accustomed to carrying heavy objects on their heads for generations, riding camels on long journeys, and this way of life has undoubtedly shaped our strong bones and developed muscles, making us taller and straighter.
"However, even living on the hot, dry plateaus, we often face poverty and hunger. The old man's face darkened, revealing a worried expression, "But I firmly believe that as long as we have firm beliefs, we will one day be able to live a happy life in this land."
When it comes to the dark complexion of the Dinka people, the atmosphere around the fire instantly becomes solemn. The old man's eyes became soft and melancholy, as if he was reminiscing about a history full of hardships.
"Friends, are you curious about why we have such a deep complexion? In fact, there is a twisted and bizarre historical story behind this...... "The old man opened his voice, as if telling a tragic epic.
"My ancestors toiled and grazed the vast land, basking in the blazing sun all day long. Because of this, nature has given us this unique protective color, which has given us the extraordinary upright posture and complexion of our Dinka people.
Whenever the origin of the skin color is discussed, the old man's face is always filled with pride. However, after a brief period of joy, his expression was inevitably stained with a faint melancholy.
With the change of the times, the aesthetic concept of modern society has undergone earth-shaking changes. There was an indescribable melancholy in the old man's tone, "Those whitening products that were regarded as treasures by everyone in the past have now become 'blemishes' that the world scorns."
On the contrary, bronze, wheat, and even ebony complexions like ours are gradually becoming the focus of attention.
The old man's tone was full of pride: "This is undoubtedly a gift from heaven to the appearance of my people. Our distinctive skin color has become the envy of others.
"Heaven is just and selfless. The old man pondered for a long time and said slowly, "He has given us a unique appearance, and at the same time he has given us an inner quality of perseverance.
"It is often said that in addition to having a darker complexion, black people have a plump lip contour and a sharp jawline. The old man sighed softly, and his gaze seemed to pass through the roaring bonfire, over the entire village, and into the distant unknown world.
"Hundreds of thousands of years ago, our ancestors inhabited the fertile soil of Africa. Influenced by many factors such as climate and geography, they gradually evolved into four main races - black, white, brown and Malay.
"Those who live in extreme cold regions have to wear heavy clothing to withstand the cold. Their skin tone gradually lightened, changing from dark brown to yellowish-white. Our ancestors stuck to the hot African continent, their skin darkened by the sun.
The old man paused for a moment, and his eyes became firm and persistent: "Therefore, the skin color of each of us is not static. It symbolizes the arduous journey that our ancestors have gone through, and bears witness to their unremitting efforts and tenacious struggle to survive.
This precious gene is the most precious heritage of our Dinka nation.