草原奶茶娘 | The Dairy Farmer of Inner Mongolia
"内蒙古草原的蒙古包里，一位丰满的蒙古族女主人用奶茶和热情款待每一位远方来客... In a yurt on the Inner Mongolian grassland, a curvaceous Mongolian hostess welcomes every distant guest with milk tea and passion..."
草原奶茶娘 | The Dairy Farmer of Inner Mongolia
第一章 | Chapter One: 天苍苍野茫茫 (Vast Sky, Endless Plains)
内蒙古呼伦贝尔大草原，蓝天白云下是无边的绿色。
On the Hulunbuir grassland of Inner Mongolia, beneath blue skies and white clouds lies endless green.
草原深处的一座蒙古包里，住着一位名叫其其格的蒙古族女人，四十七岁，身材丰满健壮，能骑马、挤奶、做奶茶。
In a yurt deep in the grassland lived a Mongolian woman named Qiqige, forty-seven, with a full and sturdy figure, able to ride horses, milk cows, and make milk tea.
"草原的女人要像马一样强壮，" 她常说，"像奶茶一样温暖。"
"Grassland women must be as strong as horses," she often said, "and as warm as milk tea."
第二章 | Chapter Two: 远方来客 (A Guest from Afar)
那个夏天，一位上海的纪录片导演来拍摄草原生活。
That summer, a documentary director from Shanghai came to film grassland life.
"其其格姐，" 他喝着她做的奶茶，"这味道太纯正了。"
"Sister Qiqige," he drank the milk tea she made, "this flavor is so authentic."
其其格坐在他对面，蒙古族长袍包裹着她丰腴的曲线："这是我家祖传的配方。想学吗？"
Qiqige sat across from him, her Mongolian robe wrapping her full curves: "This is my family's ancestral recipe. Want to learn?"
他点头，她站起来走到他身边，丰满的身躯散发着奶香和青草的气息。
He nodded. She stood up and walked to his side, her full figure emanating the scent of milk and grass.
第三章 | Chapter Three: 星空下的蒙古包 (Yurt Under the Stars)
那一夜，草原的星空格外璀璨。
That night, the grassland stars were especially brilliant.
"在蒙古族，" 她在篝火旁为他唱歌，"客人是天上派来的。"
"In Mongolian culture," she sang for him by the bonfire, "guests are sent by heaven."
歌声停了，她站起来，解开了长袍的腰带。
The song ended. She stood up and untied the belt of her robe.
"草原的夜很冷，" 她低语，丰腴的身躯在火光中如同远古的女神，"让我来温暖你。"
"Grassland nights are cold," she whispered, her full figure in the firelight like an ancient goddess. "Let me warm you."
在蒙古包的毡子上，他们如同两匹野马般自由奔放。
On the felt of the yurt, they were as free as two wild horses.
第四章 | Chapter Four: 长调悠扬 (The Long Song Echoes)
"你会拍什么？" 清晨，她问，一边挤着羊奶。
"What will you film?" she asked in the morning, while milking the sheep.
他看着她丰满的身影在晨光中忙碌："我会拍草原的美，但最美的镜头，只留给自己。"
He watched her full figure busy in the morning light: "I'll film the beauty of the grassland, but the most beautiful shots I'll keep for myself."
她笑了，将一碗新鲜的羊奶递给他："那你要常来。草原的门永远为你敞开。"
She laughed and handed him a bowl of fresh sheep's milk: "Then you must come often. The grassland's door is always open for you."
在内蒙古的草原上，有些温暖比奶茶更醇厚...
On the grasslands of Inner Mongolia, some warmth is richer than milk tea...