太子与妞儿的大作，不一样的文风
2017年7月5日
今天下午，我们一起去骑马。我们先到了马场，看到四匹强壮英俊的棕色的马匹。我的心里非常激动，因为我从来没有一个人骑过马。我们上马了，我骑的一匹马两眼之间有一条雪白的斑纹，两只耳朵中间有菊花一样的鬃毛，非常美丽！
我们骑着马要出发了，一开始我的马不肯跑，后来向导用赶了赶我的马，马儿跑起来了！马跑的时候，一颠一颠的，可是颠久了，屁股会疼！
我的马儿可乖了，我叫它快，它就快；我叫她慢，她就慢，很和气！可是妈妈就没有那么幸运了，妈妈的马儿颠得很厉害，只听见一声尖叫，我回头一看，妈妈双手紧紧地抱着马脖子，一只脚高高地吊在马背上，一只脚快要着地了，还没有着地，像杂技演员一样演着高难度动作。原来她被颠下了马！
我们骑了大约两个小时，总算到达了复活节岛的最高点。山上的草地连绵起伏，南边是一望无际的南太平洋，北边是雄伟的火山口。海风呼呼地吹，非常凉快，简直要冻死了！
我们骑了一下午的马，非常疲惫，但是看了那么多风景，也很快乐！
It shouldn't be this way, absolutely, I thought, sitting on the back of this lazy and greedy horse while other people were already ten meters away and fading.
I arrived in Easter Island four days ago. Everything here seemed perfect, except the little bugs on the food and lack of hot water. The horse ride was on the third day, on which we tried to dive but failed because the wind is too big. I can't tell, but I believe that everyone was a little disappointed that day. However, when we saw the sight on the way to the farm where the horses live, every sense of dissatisfaction and disappointment disappeared. We quickly got prepared, got up the horses and started pacing. Riding the horse seemed easy and enjoyable, I thought. Well, that's where the tra-me-dy began.
The leader, a horseman, turned his horse toward the gate and began mumbling something. The horses seemed unusually obeying. They turned to the gate, and the group of riders moved slowly along the trail which was surrounded by grassland. I have to say, the sight was pretty gorgeous. The land stretched out, forming a continuous green plain. With only a few trees and horses, the place seemed like a independent microcosm. It made us felt tiny and negligible. The sky and the ground were sealed by some mountains far far away. The weird thing is that the green color here is not that kind of vivid, fresh, bright green like in Inner Mongolia, it's semi yellow and semi green. Though Easter Island is near the sea, the grass here is quite dry, not saturate. So there is a cold atmosphere that would make one shiver immediately. That's kind of weird, right? By the sea but dry.
We reluctantly put on our winter coats, which was proved to be very clever under that circumstances later, and started going a little bit faster. Yep, only a tiny little bit faster. Dunno why, but the horses were unbearably slow, like some eighty-year-old grannies crossing the street. No matter how tight I close my legs, no matter how hard I punch the horse's butt, it just didn't accelerate. I wondered that if there was a curious pilot who coincidentally looked out of the window on the plane above us, would he recognize us as some little bugs crunching? We moved so slow and tardy, as if it would take a thousand million years for us to get to our destination and another thousand million years for us to get back. Well, it did take three hours, which is indeed quite a long time.
As we got higher and higher (elevation), the air went thinner and colder. Our winter coats tried their best to provide us a warm and moist space for us, but I guess they failed. The wind shuffled like a blade, piercing everything on its way. It reminded me of my mother cutting a sandwich into two halves using a sharp knife, easy and cold-blood. (I am getting hungry now, I want to get some OYSTA!)
Finally, we got to the top. The view was even better than below (of course, you idiot). The clouds were bursting like a bunch of cottons. Underneath them (or above them, whatever), the pure blue sky like a enormous plank of sapphire (or emerald, whatever). Far far away, to the place where sky and ground meet (or kiss, whatever), there were not only mountains, but also small clusters of forests and villages. The view was so great that it reminded me of something. It was there, at the summit of the island, that I truly understood the meaning of nature: to destroy anything that is destroying, and to rebuild everything that is rebuilding. By destroying other species, we are destroying ourselves. By rebuilding other ecosystems, we are rebuilding ourselves.
Okay, let's get back to our main idea from this 'help us save the world' theory. :)
Along the trail there was a rugged path and there's a lot of stones and boulders on it. The horses, when going through it, all got mad. They run crazily and passionately, showing off their muscles and skills of running. But certainly, for us riders, it was a disaster both catastrophic and thrilling. The horses shake so much that we couldn't help screaming. The small stones were flying all the time. I guess that if looking to us from a hundred meters away, one might consider as a group of refugees who are not skilled riders. We screamed and screamed. And all of a sudden, there was a loud, sharp scream.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!
It came from my mom. Looking back, I found her half of the body out of the horse, another half dangling on the horse. (Or against the horse, whatever, none of my business) Just as she was about to fall off, the leading horseman came and took control of the horse. He soothed my mom and us, too, for everyone was heart-beating quickly. My mom got off the horse, took a few deep breaths, and got on the horse again. The horse, after being 'punished' by the leading horseman, seemed quite unhappy and (em, how to say that, like a naughty kid wants to do even worse things after being punished by his parents, that kind of feeling, you know) So, during the next one hour, my mom is either screaming (the horse was going way too fast and way too furious) or complaining (the horse was going way too slow and way too stupid). Anyway, I felt quite fortunate that the guy falling from the horse wasn't me.
Dunno why, but MY horse seemed EXTREMELY LAZY & GREEDY-TO-EAT during the whole tour. (Hey, and by the way, why doesn't this '&' sign capitalize?) It performed okay on the way to the summit, but back from the summit? Uh-oh, 'I am sorry Mr Chen, but I am INDEED VERY HUNGRY' The horse kept eating the grass on the ground, and the move was like:'SPEED UP! HALT! SPEED UP! HALT!' And, eventually, it made a decision. 'I am sorry Mr Chen, but I guess it is more important to EAT than walk!' Okay, back from the beginning, so I was there sitting on a stupid idiot horse when other people was fading and left me behind, so how can I, how could I solve this? I don't want to recollect it again. You just need to know. I solved this, and we got back to the hotel without losing an arm or a leg. HAPPY ENDING ALWAYS!
I guess that's all the thing about this horse-riding adventure. My butt still hurt now. I believe I am not going to forget this experience, nor this butt-ache.