[Greek mythology] The troubles of Adonis

Those who are in love are full of energy every day, and those who are frustrated are bitten by heart pain every night.

The palace made of pure white jade is magnificent, and beautiful maids with slender figures frequently come in and out.On the couch deep in the inner hall, the lord of the palace, who often plays with lovely people to relieve boredom, has a plump and shiny body, and a golden belt that helps her invincible is tied around her waist wrapped only in tulle. At this time, the delicate cheeks like blooming petals were no longer seductively flushed, but were shockingly pale.

Ever since she was severely injured by the sinister and cunning Pluto in her beloved youth's dream that day, she has been depressed, lying motionless on the couch like a beautiful and cold plaster statue.The half-closed gray eyes were covered by heavy shadows, and the precious golden hair was as dull as death, and the slender hands were folded sadly on the soft chest that was slightly undulating. Ross also turned a deaf ear.

Cupid, with snow-white wings on his back, clenched his gold and lead arrows in frustration.He knew who the source of the mother's sorrow and haggardness was, it was poisoned by the poison that she couldn't ask for, and it could be easily resolved with a gentle sweet kiss; The heart that was borrowed can be healed without medicine if it is returned; it is the sand embankment that has been washed away, and the army can only be reborn by letting the menacing tide recede.

But he hates that he has nothing to do with the other party: if he is lucky enough to be favored by this longing, it is just the helpless and lowly plant god, he can take it himself, and stick a golden arrow in this ignorant chest , Let those who have enjoyed the glory of being coveted by the master of love and beauty taste the taste of being played and rejected.But Klaus's mighty eldest son became his god of protection, and he was so fierce that he couldn't tolerate even the slightest coveting gaze.

At this moment, Eros suddenly sensed a familiar and powerful divine force approaching. He couldn't help flapping his wings, and turned to look in the direction of the door.

It was her lover who had been missing for a long time and was usually the most favored by the mother god.

Even the ever-victorious general wearing a bright tasseled helmet has his favorite spoils. Among the prisoners who are overwhelmed by the rare beauty of the God of Love and Beauty and are willing to be bound by the chains of tenderness, flow the noble blood of the God King and God Queen , whenever the war drums sound, he holds a sharp spear and drives a ferocious chariot invincibly on the battlefield. He is in charge of the famous destruction and war, and Ares, who makes the timid with his reputation for war and bloodthirsty, must be She is the most boastful of the battle results laid out on the carpet in front of her.

Although I don't know why he disappeared for no reason during this period of time, Eros didn't want to do unnecessary concern. Although he loved the Mother Goddess deeply and never had any ill relations with her many lovers, he couldn't mention it at all. Favorable.Thinking of what might happen next, he frowned, and wisely left the dormitory with the other maids.

In the past, he always took the initiative to open his mouth, tried his best to please her with clumsy tongue, poured out his love with barren language, and tried every means to make her happy. It is also as inauspicious and uncertain as the surface of the sea when the tide is approaching.If Aphrodite, who was immersed in her weeping and her own pain, still had a little bit of vigilance left, she would not look around like a cardamom girl who is new to love at this moment, nor would she be paralyzed by the scorching heat of Shengqiu at this moment. Migratory birds have forgotten the danger of freezing in winter.

"Oh, my brave and faithful lover Ares," she still turned her back to him, clearly speaking softly, but pretending to be angry: "Where did your cruel indifference come from? It's because you're tired of my kisses And betrayed the oath you made, or was brought into the love nest of incense by the new lover, so you have not come to see me for so many days?"

While she was speaking, Ares approached silently, and when his tall and burly body stood beside the bed, a giant black shadow silently enveloped her.

Not waiting for the prey targeted by the sharp arrows to smell the cold smell of death, the god of war, who has never said a word since he came in, stretched out his strong and powerful arms, but he didn't want to embrace the sad and frustrated lover, nor did he want to kiss the sweet fragrance lightly. The soft hair, let alone bullying her to go to the clouds and rains with her, but quickly and coldly grabbed that delicate and clean neck.

"Guuu-"

With extremely forceful blue veins appearing on the back of the broad hand, the unprecedented fear and cringe also suppressed the astonishment and disbelief in the eyes of Venus.Tears still hung on her face, and her watery eyes contained brilliant broken crystals, reflecting the hateful eyes of her past tender and sweet lover.

This was a terrifying scene that could never have been imagined in her dreams, but it actually happened to her.She wanted to call for help and beg for mercy in extreme panic, but her throat was tightly bound, like a horse restrained by a bridle, she could do nothing; she wanted to break off the iron clamp, and the disparity in both divine power and physical ability made all these efforts in vain. It was in vain; she wanted to turn into a white dove and escape, but the God of War had already been on guard against this move, and suppressed her with divine power, unable to use half of it; with the last bit of her strength, she pulled the belt that confuses all men's minds to win life, But what made her feel extremely desperate and puzzled was the indifference in the eyes of Ares, who was completely bewitched by the effectiveness of lead arrows and buried hatred by the muttering of the Goddess of Calamity until she was completely dead in the hands of the former docile and obedient captives. The love and disgust have not changed, and the strong killing intent has not wavered in the slightest.

Her life was bestowed by the castrated male of Uranus, washed by the salty sea water, born from the white foam, the embodiment of beauty and charm, and melted the diamond with the flame of love.The heroic young people are the most loyal and loyal lovers under the sweet words, and the culprit who forced her to marry an ugly husband was her most powerful son, and she turned him into her most proud supporter.It is a ship sailing smoothly in the vast ocean, and it is swallowed by the turbulent rapids without warning in the blink of an eye; it is a bright red rose with its proud head raised, which is cruelly torn by the gardener who once cared for it; it is a girl bathing in the cool spring , burned and swallowed by the flames caused by the oil slick on the water surface.

She appeared in the noise and admiration, and died in confusion and obscurity. She was played by contradictions and ridiculed by fate. She was clearly never credulous, but was eventually killed by credulity; trick.The graceful and beautiful body was not stained by blood, and turned into silver stardust in an instant. It did not rise up to the sky like its original owner, but fell lightly from the clouds, submerged into the dark brown soil, and opened an eternal The ever-fading snow-white lotus became the subject of the youth she dreamed of.

Only the calyx is a strange deep purple circle, and the green stem is thin and fragile, which is the memory of mourning her being strangled.