The Marseilles are a symbol of the original tribes on the East African grasslands: they are distributed at the border between Tanzania and Kenya, where cattle are herded and sheep are kept. They wore bright red clothes, big beautiful earrings and necklaces, and held a stick, all year round, all year round, and had a "black African" feature. They are unwilling to integrate into modern society, lingering on the endless grasslands, and living as windy as those wildlife, living a life of convenience, primitive and somewhat alternative. These are the introductions mentioned above, but when we really arrived, we were still shocked by their enthusiasm and poverty. The whole village came to greet us, the young men dancing their cheerful dances, and each one bounced and shouted as much as he could, telling us that this was their territory, and that they were masters of the grassland. The village chief led us to visit the cottage they lived in with cow dung. The black hole inside was full of only 6 people who could go in at a time. People and raised animals lived together, and cooking and raising children together. The ground was covered with animal skins. The bed was already, To prevent the beasts from having no windows, the house is stuffy and breathless. Now they still live by drilling wood to get fire. The only water source in the village has become a mess of dead water due to the dry season, with white and green bubbles. I can’t believe they can be primitive to this extent, almost no different from the beast. And the children in the village, because we brought a lot of food, they lined up to eat, got the food immediately put in their mouth, so urgent, look at people for a long time can not forget. A child, in order to get my candy, in front of me to do my best to show, holding her dog chasing me smile, she can give me the most brilliant smile without stingy chase me, let me not bear to see, had to encroach out, still difficult to hide the sour color in my heart. 2 hours of bitterness ended, leaving them was heavy in my heart, this is a scene I will never forget in my life, a real scene,,,,,,