【Notre Dame Cathedral】Salome of the Archdeacon

Confessions of a sinner ([-]):

"When I was at a loss in the vortex of my mixed emotions and conflicts, suddenly a burst of music sounded, and she danced with another girl. There were so many people bustling in the square, but I seemed to be able to just watch Seeing her. I stared and peeped at her, and she circled around the center, jumping and dancing nimbly like a small antelope.

I looked through her gypsy gown of pure white gauze: I saw her stepping on her soft and narrow Sicilian feet, the white gauze dancing shoes tightly wrapped her little feet, covered with glitter Every time she spins and jumps, it seems to be stepping on my heart, and I can't take my eyes off it.

Her beautiful and light robe fluttered with the cold morning wind, revealing her slender ankles and round and long calves with silver bells hanging on them. She swung her slender and plump waist lightly and cheerfully, and held her beautiful head high. The small and proud bridge of the nose was panting slightly, and the willow eyebrows curved like a crescent moon were raised cheerfully. I saw the golden pupils that I yearn for day and night and the shy and charming smile that bit my lips lightly. The white and neat white teeth were slightly exposed between the pink lips, and the round and beautiful little face was flushed, like the most alluring apple in the Garden of Eden that Adam couldn't help but take a bite of.

She swayed and slowly opened her slender but round arms covered with small bells, like a big swan, spreading its beautiful wings. Under a ray of morning light, the brown silk-like soft and smooth The skin is slightly shining with golden light.

The long hair like golden brown silk flutters with the dance, reflecting the sunlight shining like the swaying waves of the river, and each hair is like the snake hair of Medusa who lived on the shore of Oceanus in ancient Greece. Passed my heart, wrapped me tightly, blinded my eyes, made me want to kiss her long hair and become her follower.

On her full and smooth forehead, a few strands of broken hair were wet with sweat, hugging this beautiful forehead tightly.Long feather earrings with silver beads hung on the small earlobes, and the shell pieces on the starry hair crown on the head trembled like the white stars in the sky when the dawn came.

In her soft brown hands, she is nimbly and rapidly spinning a long cane like an Egyptian priest, with delicate and intricate Andalusian patterns painted on it with reddish-brown paint, and silver glittering paint on both ends.

She threw out the cane lightly, and caught it easily.My sight has been following her cute little hand. At this moment, I feel that my heart seems to be tightly held by her, like a bird flying up and returning to her side with her joy.

I saw the gate of hell open right under my feet, and my vision was gradually flooded with tears, and her blurred figure was still floating in front of my eyes.

Why am I crying, I hate this bitter and sad feeling.

My cold eyes are shining brightly, and in the depths of those pupils, it seems that the flame of love that throbs with youthful vitality that I have spent the entire youth, but has never had before, is ignited. The Dead Sea was suddenly so excited and surging.I don't feel like myself at all... I feel like I'm a lot younger.

What's even more frightening is that the oriole from hell, as beautiful as the Virgin, sang again, but her evil voice was so sweet and clear, more touching than her dance.At that moment, I heard a demon whispering in my ear to lure me to hell.

At the end of the song, everyone shouted and cheered for them. She flew happily all over the field, and bent over to pick up money with a silly smile. I wanted to run down immediately, look at her openly, talk to her, and ask Her beautiful and evil name... I hate that I can only peep at her so vilely and vilely. The noble priest is like a guilty mouse coveting cheese, hiding in this small bell tower secret room.

But I can't do that, I still remind myself in my heart, I hate these nasty gypsies, they are invaders of the city of Paris!A bunch of dirty criminals!They are slaves to the devil!This hateful witch, she is a bad woman sent by the devil!She's torturing me, shaking me, seducing me, dragging me down to hell!She is the poisonous snake of deceit, she wants to trick me into eating the forbidden fruit, make me betray the eternal Lord, and leave heaven forever!I could only frantically struggle in this deadly trap, leaning on the wall, leaning my head on the back of my hand in pain, and sighed sadly and helplessly from my chest.

At this time, I suddenly heard a "cane dancing girl——Salome!" The crowd below cheered loudly. When they saw the lovely witch, they smiled and lifted up the skirt, slightly bent their knees, and then stood up lively and quickly. He raised his arms and waved vigorously, bouncing around like a bunny and high-fiving every audience.

Her name is 'Salome'!For a kiss, slay St. John's beautiful poisonous woman, Herod's princess!It's her name!

That woman even had a snake!I seem to see that evil flower snake smiling at me strangely on her neck, this snake demon! .

The Bible says that 'Salome' once fell in love with God, but this time a God fell in love with her.A wry smile bloomed on my lips, and I said to myself: "Oh, is this destiny... But God can catch her first, and belonging to God is her destiny..." Hahaha, I laughed crazily a few times."

On the sunny square in winter under the gaze of Claude, my sister and I happily collected the money we earned from dancing and performing arts. My brother Cloban reclined lazily on the broken chair and waved to us gently. With an old hat full of patches, he walked slowly into the crowd, bowed gracefully, and shouted: "Dear gentlemen, we are gypsies guided by the Holy Mother, these two are Our beautiful gypsy princess! Salome the cane dancer and Esmeralda the dancer! Their beauty and dancing are now the best sights in Paris. If you want to see them all the time, you have to open your wallets Throwing rewards! Merry gentlemen have to be generous and know how to make beauties happy!"

The onlookers cheered immediately, no matter which man they were, they all thought they were suave masters, and they began to compete with each other again, tossing coins.

The women pursed their lips in jealousy and dissatisfaction, and said sharply: "They are pretty, but they are too low. Look at the clothes they wear that are not on the stage, revealing clothes! It is so cold, they must have nothing to wear, really Poor." But the performance was wonderful, and they were reluctant to leave first.

Seeing my brother, the big king, talking like a country wedding host, my sister and I looked at each other helplessly.

My sister muttered in a low voice: "Brother, is he selling us? We are not goods, such as his homemade wine, oh! God, his wine is a nightmare, it is so sour!..."

I answered with a smile: "Hahaha, last time he brewed a big altar and tasted it first, his whole face was distorted. He was afraid of waste and even gave an excuse to bless and reward his subjects. All of us, all of us. Pain mask, after taking a sip, the facial features were displaced, some people cried sourly, and even cried while praising my brother for making this good wine, it was so delicious that people couldn’t help but want to cry, I also took a sip, at that time The whole person is not well...

He also proudly asked me how I was, and slapped me on the back very hard. I choked and sprayed sour on his face! "

"Puff" "Hahahahaha" My sister and I snickered.

The elder brother wiped his face, turned his handsome head with a speechless expression, squinted his eyes and said in a low voice: "I'm helping you to make a name, let those idiots know the beauty's name! It's their honor!" He walked back between the two of us, squinted, raised a hand to block it, and whispered in our ears in a pompous voice: "My wine is the best in the world Yes, the king made it with his own hands, even God can’t drink it, if you don’t know how to appreciate it, you really have no taste~”

After he finished speaking, he smiled with satisfaction, turned around with his heels on the spot, and went back to sit with his buttocks shaking. The audience shouted the names of my sister and me. Everyone was so friendly, so I ran Went out, jumped up and high-fived them one by one, the crowd was full of voices.

"These gypsy witches are so unstable, they don't look like ladies at all! Their mothers must have never taught them manners!" The noble women holding feather fans teased meanly in low voices.

I didn't care what they said, and ran back with big strides, "Everyone, we're going to have a beast taming show!" My sister was waiting and stroking the beauty, and I took out my little snake Wen Nisha, I am going to let it dance with the command of my cane. I wrapped Vanessa around my neck first, and the audience was scared but curious.The women covered their eyes, couldn't help but peek through their fingers, and let out a burst of exclamation.

There was a loud sound of horseshoes running towards the square not far away, "Get out of the way! The archdeacon made an angry report just now, there are gypsy witches disturbing the law and order in Notre Dame square! Get out!" A young man yelled. The loud shout suddenly sounded behind us.