Highlights of Niels' Goose Riding Tour

Saint Martin and Goose165438+1October 10 is a traditional Swedish Saint Martin's Day. At this time, most people in Skonai province gather in restaurants to eat geese. In Sweden, the goose is the symbol of Saint Martin. The connection between the two has an economic background. The history of Swedish geese began in the Stone Age. But the earliest contact with St. Martin began in Stockholm in 1567. In Saint Martin's hometown of France, goose, wine and Saint Martin are inseparable. St Martin's goose was popular in Swedish society for a period of time. By the end of18th century, the goose had become a treasure, which could only be seen in villages in Skonai province. 165438+ 10 In June, geese grow fattest, so the custom of eating geese on St. Martin's Day in Skonai continues forever. Mao Frame, a male goose, is one of these geese. If it didn't learn to fly when Niels became a fox spirit, but had the ambition to become a traveler, it could fly from the south to Lapland in the north with the geese. Probably, the hair rack became the main course of St. Martin's Day.

Smolan: Blake's Egyptian Trilogy

Smolan was Niels' first stop after he was allowed to travel with the geese. He, a child who doesn't like studying, thought of Smolan and Xiaohei and Smolan that the teacher talked about in class.

"Smolan is a tall house with fir trees on the roof," said the teacher. In front of it is a wide step with three steps, called Black.

"That's a big step. It stretches for 80 kilometers along the front of the big house in Smolan. Anyone who wants to walk down the steps to the Baltic Sea has to walk 40 kilometers.

"It was a long time ago to build the steps. Countless years have passed from mining granite and paving the initial steps to building a comfortable avenue between Smolan and the Baltic Sea.

"Because of the age of the steps, it is not difficult to understand that today's appearance is the same as when it was first built. I don't know how people managed it at that time, but it is impossible to clean such a big place with a broom. Two or three years later, moss and lichens grew on it. In autumn, the wind blew away the hay and dead leaves there, and in spring, flying sand and stones fell on it. Those things are getting worse and worse, and the last steps are covered with humus. Not only wild vegetables and weeds can grow, but also shrubs and trees can take root and sprout.

"In this process, the three steps have also undergone different changes. The top floor nearest to Smolan is mostly covered with barren soil and stones. There are no other trees to grow here except birch, plum blossom and spruce. These trees can resist the cold in the northern plateau and survive easily. Just look at the small piece of cultivated land in the forest and see how far the small house built by the local people is from the church, and you will fully understand how poor it is.

"The land on the middle steps is slightly better and is not threatened by cold; People can see this at a glance, because the trees there are taller and more expensive. There are maple, oak, linden, birch and hazel, but there are no conifers. On the other hand, people can see more clearly. There is a lot of cultivated land there, and beautiful and tall houses have been built. There are many churches on the middle floor, surrounded by big villages. From all aspects, this level is much better and more beautiful than the above.

"But the bottom is the best. There is fertile humus on it. Because the sea is wet, people can't feel the cold in Smolan at all. Suitable for planting beech, chestnut and walnut trees, which are higher than the church roof. There is a large area of cultivated land, but the local people no longer rely solely on forestry and agriculture for a living, but also engage in fishing, commerce and navigation. So the houses there are the most luxurious, the churches are the most gorgeous, and the parish village has developed into a small town and a city.

"However, these do not explain all these three steps. We should also think that when rain and snow come, we must find a way out. At this time, there must be some rain and snow to find a way out. At this time, some rain is bound to pour down from that big step. At first, no matter how wide the steps were, the water overflowed. But then cracks appeared on it, and water gradually flowed from the steps into several washed-out ditches. Water is always water, and people can't help it. It never stops. It digs out the sediment in one place, takes it away and transports it to another place. The water slowly dug those small ditches into canyons, covered the walls of the canyons with humus, and then shrubs, vines and trees attached to them, growing so densely that they almost covered the running water at the bottom of the canyons. However, when the flood reaches the edge of the steps, it will inevitably rush down. The water is fierce, and with the power to drive the wheels of the waterwheel and turn the machine, mills and factories are set up around each waterfall.

"But this is not enough to explain the whole situation in that area. It should be noted here that there once lived an old giant in that big house in Smolan. When he was very old, he had to go down that long step to catch salmon in the sea, which made him very angry. He thought it would be much more comfortable if the salmon swam all the way to his residence.

"So he climbed onto the roof of his big house and threw a big stone into the Baltic Sea. He was very strong, and the stone flew over the dark thing and fell into the sea. After the stone fell, the salmon was frightened, so it swam up from the sea, went upstream along the Bricken River system, crossed the rapids, and jumped up from the waterfall when it reached the place where the old giant lived in the hinterland of Smolan.

"From the perspective of many islands and reefs in front of us, all this is true. Those islands and reefs are big stones thrown by giants.

"This statement is true, and it can also be confirmed by the fact that there are still salmon swimming across the rapids and calm waters to Smolan in the blackening.

"However, that giant deserves the gratitude and admiration of black residents, because until today, many people still make a living by catching salmon in the river and quarrying stones on the stone island."

Blacking, Smolan/Kloc-In the mid-8th century, German immigrants established Smolan province in the northern part of Skonai province, which also became the production source of Swedish glass products. However, factories only occupy a small part of Smolan province, and the larger part of the province is a holiday resort full of forests, lakes, winding paths and red huts. Smolan Province is divided into three regions, Blacking, Herun and Smolan. There are many oak trees in Black, and the gentle coastal scenery in Lin Heping. Many small towns along the coast extend along the coastline to the Baltic Sea. Fishing and tourism have developed in this area.

Herun i.

The geese flew over Herun Island and stopped to have a rest, so Niels heard the conversation between two shepherds, which is a legend about Herun.

"Now I want to tell you something, Eric," said the old shepherd. "I think ancient people and animals are much bigger than now, so butterflies are also very big. Once upon a time, there was a butterfly. It was dozens of kilometers long and its wings were as wide as a lake. The wings are blue and silver, very beautiful. When the butterfly is flying outside, all the animals are scrambling to see it.

"But the big one also has great difficulties. Its wings even have difficulties in driving the trunk. But if it is wise, nothing will happen just by flying on land. But that's not the case. It must fly to the Baltic Sea. Before flying far, the storm came and began to tear its wings. Eric, it's not hard to understand, is it? What happens when the strong winds in the Baltic Sea try to deal with the two fragile wings of a butterfly? Soon, the wings were torn off and swept away by the wind, and the poor butterfly fell into the sea. At first, the butterfly bounced back and forth in the waves, but later it ran aground on a rock outside Smolan. Since then, it has been lying there, still so big and so long.

"Now I think, Eric, if that butterfly had been lying on the land, it would have rotted away. However, because it fell into the sea, it was filled with lime and became as hard as a stone. You know, we have seen some stones on the shore, all of which are fossils of insects. Now I think the trunk of that big butterfly has undergone the same change. I believe it has become a long and narrow mountain in the Baltic Sea. Do you believe it? "

"Listen carefully, Eric, the island of Erlan where you and I live is the trunk of the butterfly at that time. If you think about it carefully, you will find that the whole island is a butterfly. What we see in the north is the thinner part of the trunk and the round head. In the south, we see the lower part of the trunk, from thin to thick, and then from thick to thin until it grows into a slender tip. "

"Once the butterfly becomes a limestone mountain, the seeds of all kinds of grass and trees will come with the wind and take root and grow here, but it is not so easy to fix it on this smooth barren mountain. It took a long time to grow thatch. Later, thatch, half-day flowers and roses all grew out. But until today, there are not many plants on Alvalet Mountain, even the epidermis is not covered, and occasionally bare stones can be seen. The soil here is so thin that no one wants to farm on it.

"But even if you agree with me, Mount Alvalet and the surrounding cliffs are made up of butterfly trunks, you may have to ask where the land under the mountain comes from."

"Yes, that's exactly what I want to ask," said the shepherd who was eating. "I really want to know this."

"By the way, you have to remember that Erlan Island has been in the sea for many years. In this process, algae, sediments and snails accumulate around the island with the turbulence of the waves and stay there. Then sand and stones fall from the east and west sides of the mountain. In this way, a wide coast is formed around the island, where grains, flowers and trees can grow.

"On the butterfly's hard back, only cows and foals are wandering, only chickens and birds are sheltering from the wind, and there are no other buildings except windmills and small houses made of shelter stones by our poor shepherd. On the coast below, there are villages and towns, churches, priests' houses, fishing villages and a complete city. "

He looked at each other inquiringly. The young shepherd has finished eating and is tying his rice bag. "I don't know what you want to achieve by saying these things," he said.

"Oh, I just want to know," said the old shepherd. He lowered his voice, his tired little eyes still staring at the dense fog aimlessly. "I just want to know, those farmers who live in the yard at the foot of the mountain, or those fishermen who catch herring in the sea, or those businessmen in Paul Holm, or those swimmers who come here to swim every summer, or travelers who walk in the market of Paul Holm manor, or those hunters who come here to shoot partridges in autumn, or those painters who paint and wind mill on Aleith Mountain, I want to know if any of them know that this island was originally.

"Maybe," said the young shepherd suddenly. "If one of them sits on the edge of this cliff at night, hears the nightingale in the Woods below and looks at Carl Ma Haixia, he will know that the origin of this island is different."

"I want to ask," the old shepherd continued, "whether any of them have ever thought of putting huge wings on these windmills, so that they can fly into the sky and lift the whole island from the sea, making it comparable to other butterflies like butterflies in Qi Fei." References:

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