2. Love, if you don't love, you won't be loved. I was suddenly captured by this man's charm. Look, he still won't let me go. Love leads us to the same dead end.
One day, we amused ourselves by reading together and read how Lancelot was bound by love. At that time, we had no doubts and fears together.
That story made us look up at each other several times, so our eyes crossed and our faces turned red and suddenly changed.
However, only one place conquered us.
At that moment, it decided our fate.
When we read how her lover kissed her smiling lips.
He, my forever companion, approached me.
Trembling all over, kissing my lips.
2. Dante's poems about hell lead directly to the city of suffering, from me to endless suffering, from here to fallen beings ... I am immortal. Before me, everything was shapeless, only eternal things existed, come on! Get rid of all hope! Love, not being loved, not loving.
I was suddenly captured by this man's charm. Look, he still won't let me go.
Love leads us to the same dead end. One day, we amused ourselves by reading together and read how Lancelot was bound by love. At that time, we had no doubts and fears together.
That story made us look up at each other several times, so our eyes crossed and our faces turned red and suddenly changed. However, only one place conquered us.
At that moment, it decided our fate. When we read how her lover kissed her smiling lips.
He, my forever companion, approached me. Trembling all over, kissing my lips.
3. The classic sentence of Dante's Divine Comedy "Hell" ~ When people reach middle age, they are lost in a dark forest. How hard it is to explain the desolation, silence and vastness of that forest! When I think of him, I feel a wave of fear, as if death is coming. Before describing my experience with the rescuer, let me describe a shocking scene.
How did I get into this forest? I don't know myself. I just feel sleepy and lose my way. Later, I walked to the side of the forest, and the thought of fear still bound my heart. Suddenly, I came to the foot of a mountain, and the top of the mountain was covered with dazzling sunshine, which was a bright light to illuminate the journey. A night of shock, poor thing. At this time, I just settled down a little. People who climb ashore from the sea usually look back at the stormy waves behind them, so after the initial shock, I will look back at the route. I know this road is dangerous, difficult and evil. Not a stranger.
After a short rest, I stood up and hurried on, climbing up the desolate hillside step by step. I didn't climb very high, and suddenly an agile and colorful leopard jumped in front of me and blocked my way. I tried to turn away from him several times. At that time, it was dawn, the sun rose in the east, and all the fields were bright; Such a refreshing morning, such a gentle time, gave me hope to defeat the dazzling and terrible beast. However, after another wave of unrest, the lion appeared again. It seems that he rushed at me. He was so hungry that he let out his anger, which really scared people. At the same time, there is a thin female wolf. She seems to be in a hurry to eat, and many people have been hurt by her. Her eyes were fixed on me, which made me tremble all over, so I had to give up climbing to the top of the mountain.
I seem to be a person who is eager for money. I was suddenly hit by a failure and fell into a painful and sad situation. I was forced by the mother wolf, and she approached me step by step, forcing me to retreat to the dark forest. When I stepped back, I saw a man. He seems to be silent for a long time, as if he can't speak. In this wild country, a savior came unexpectedly. I blurted out, "Please come and save me, no matter what you are, whether you are a shadow or a real person." "
He replied, "I used to be a man, but now I'm not." My parents are Lombardy, and their country is mantua. I was born in Julius dynasty, but a little late. Later, I lived in Rome and was protected by King Augustus. Paganism was still popular at that time. I am a poet. I sing the son of Ancestors. He is a real hero. He fled the city of Tezia, because this magnificent city was burned down by the Greeks. But why are you so flustered? Why don't you climb this beautiful mountain? This is the source of happiness? "
I blushed at that time and answered him, "So you are Virgil? What a beautiful and harmonious poem from your mouth! You are the poet's beacon, and all the glory belongs to you! I love your poems and have studied your works! You are my teacher and my idol. I learned a lot of good poems from you, so I became famous. ..... Please look at those wild animals. The reason why I retreated was for them. Famous philosophers, please help me resist them. They make my limbs tremble! "
He saw my tears and replied, "You should find another way out and leave this wilderness, because that female wolf will never let anyone pass there unless she is killed." Her nature is very cruel. When her stomach was never full, she ate more and more, but she became more and more hungry. There are more and more wild animals colluding with her, and more and more every day. Only when famous hunting dogs are born can we kill them all. He doesn't love money, nor is he greedy for land. He cooks food with kindness, wisdom and courage. His land lies between Feltrow and Feltrow. He will save poor Italy, because she, Santa Camilla, Gunnars, Orerus and Nessus all died of war wounds. He will sweep away the female wolves and drive them to hell again, because they were released from there by the devil. So I thought: it's good for you to go there and have a look; I can be your guide and take you out of this terrible place; Guide you through the land of eternal robbery, where you can hear the cry of despair and see the ancient ghosts of suffering, each trying to die for the second time; You can also see ghosts who are satisfied with the flame, because they still have hope to live with those happy people. Finally, if you are willing to ascend, and there is a nobler soul than me to guide you, then I will be separated from you. Because I don't believe him, I can't enter the place where God lives. God rules the universe, and power is everywhere, but he has a certain seat in heaven; How happy the people who can get close to him are! "
So I said, "Poet! For God's sake, please take me away from this dark forest and other worse places. Accompany me to the realm you just said and watch ghosts indulge in the abyss of sadness; Finally brought me to St. Peter's door. "
4. The poem 1 written by Dante at the entrance of this area leads directly to the city of suffering, from me to endless suffering, from here to fallen beings ... I am immortal. Before me, everything was shapeless, only eternal things existed. Come on! Get rid of all hope!
2, lust, don't let the loved one not love. Suddenly, he captured me with this man's charm. You see, he still won't let me go. Lust leads us to the same dead end.
One day, we amused ourselves by reading together and read how Lancelot was bound by love. At that time, we had no doubts and fears together.
That story made us look at each other several times, so our eyes crossed and our faces turned red.
However, only one place conquered us.
At that moment, it decided our fate.
When we read how her lover kissed her smiling lips.
He, my forever companion, approached me.
Trembling all over, kissing my lips.