The man Dawa came to comfort us, said very warm and sweet, let us have great respect for the kindness and broad mind of the Buryat Mongols, and they will love and be safe for a lifetime! Dawa looked at the sky and said with a heavy heart: There should be no wind and snow today, and it is safer to eat breakfast earlier and go back. Dawa and the two of us entered the felt room, and the hostess had prepared a table for a Buryat style breakfast with milk tea, hand-held meat, dried milk, milk skins and homemade daeba.
Hot milk tea with beef and dried milk skin
Handle the meat by hand with the lamb cut by the bone slit
The Buryat Mongols make their own Great Leva
As we ate, we said heartfelt words of thanks, and the most the Dawas said was to tell us where to go home faster and safer.
After the meal we were about to leave, we shook hands and hugged the Dawa couple, this moment was inseparable and unforgettable, we went to the little lamb to take another look, the heart was particularly heavy, silently staring at the little lamb who gave our lives for both of us. Dawa came over and said: It's okay. Grabbing our hands and sending us to the vicinity of the motorcycle, he said: Goodbye summer to my house, the simple language made us both feel a little better. We waved goodbye to each other, and the Buryat Mongol family slowly moved away from us, once again becoming a small black spot in the snow.
Three months later, the blossoming summer came, and it was with excitement that we both embarked on a journey to find a life-saving benefactor, because the nomads were a productive way of life living with water and grass, and because there was no convenient contact and transportation at that time, there were many inconveniences with a three-wheeled motorcycle, and the first search for the Dawa brothers was endless. For thirty-eight years we have not given up, constantly searching in various ways, and also got in touch with the Evenk Autonomous Banner Buryatia Friendship Association, after looking for hundreds of people named Dawa, the vast sea of people do not know which Dawa is our savior? In the past few years, it has become that we have been looking for it together. I felt deeply that it was becoming more and more difficult to find Dawa, who was a little older than I was, who was sixty or seventy years old, who did not show up much, who knew us less and less. Now I always buy Buryat Mongol milk every time I make milk, in order to tell them about my blizzard past, to find the Dawa couple I miss and admire the most in my heart. So far I have not been able to fulfill my wish to reunite with Mr. and Mrs. Dawa, and I tell this experience to my children and grandchildren, hoping that their children and grandchildren will get more spiritual nourishment from them! Do things like Mr. and Mrs. Dawa, hoping to have one more bright beacon on the road to children and grandchildren!