[Greek Mythology] The Love of Persephone

The two chattering passers-by were stunned for a moment by the sudden intrusion into the conversation, and then quickly calmed down.The people living in Greece are always surprised by all kinds of strange things.One of them asked calmly:

"Then what do you want from Orpheus?"

He then added: "You must know that poor Orpheus has been mourning the death of his wife to the point of insanity. Even if you can find him, it will be difficult to persuade him. He was originally a warm, cheerful, helpful person. Good man, but now... well, I don't know if he can understand your words."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Hermes said urgently and earnestly, "I can think of ways to do all of these, but please let me grasp this glimmer of hope. If the music of Orpheus is really so magical, then It is worth my all to beg him! Well-meaning people, my love is suffering, and I must use a music that is moving enough to save her. Please tell me, do you know the magic of Orpheus, the magic musician? whereabouts!"

"So you are also doing it for your lover?" Another passer-by said, and he sighed slightly, "Oh, love is always like this in the world. If you are doing it for your lover, maybe you can move people who feel the same way." Orpheus. But if he is aroused by your words, and his grief becomes more intense, there is nothing you can do. What to do is only up to you to decide."

"As for the whereabouts of Orpheus, we have heard some legends." A passerby answered again, "It is rumored that he has lost interest in everything in the world and lived alone in a cave in Thrace. Children Throwing pebbles at him, the madwoman of Dionysus thought that he had hurt the woman, and she cursed the heartbroken poor man all day long. He didn't want to eat or drink, his heart was so broken that he wanted to die immediately, but he just played his own lyre all day long. If you hear a song so sad that it breaks your heart, it must be poor Orpheus. Go, you will find him easily."

"Friends, thank you for your generous help!" Hermes said to them, "I will go to Thrace to find him!"

With a light touch of his coiled scepter, the purses of the two passers-by immediately emitted a golden light: "The merchant's blessing god is always grateful to you!" Then, Hermes disappeared into the sky immediately.

The two passers-by looked at each other and opened their wallets in surprise, only to find that the copper and silver coins inside had turned into golden gold coins.They weighed it for a moment, and their expressions gradually calmed down again.Continue to walk together on the road and start chatting about other stories.

At this moment, Hermes is flying rapidly towards Thrace, towards the junction of Asia and Europa.His heart was full of excitement and hope. Difficulty is not terrible, at least not as terrible as hopelessness!In any case, he had to convince Orpheus—if the other party's music was as magical and wonderful as people said.

On the way to Thrace, he heard many people talking about this unfortunate musician, and he hoped that this was the most beautiful happiness he was looking for.He heard some women criticizing Orpheus because he had not spoken to any woman since he lost his wife.He also heard some children asking if the crying man was crazy.Hermes flew faster and faster, and finally he came to the edge of Thrace.

At this time, the rumored music sounded in his ears.

Hermes first heard a faint mournful sob, and his heart was shocked.The youthful and beautiful image of Persephone appeared in front of his eyes, almost making Hermes forget everything around him, and fell to the ground crying bitterly.Later, he realized that it was just the lyre in the hands of the musician, and that the sorrow of man and god could be connected so far. Hermes couldn't help but stumbled up and ran towards the corner where the music came from.

However, even at the moment when he was taken away by this wonderful music, Hermes still had a wonderful thought in his mind - the sound of this lyre sounds very familiar in a unique way. like...

His thoughts stopped abruptly when he saw Orpheus.

I saw a young and magical musician sitting on a hillside covered with green grass but no shade, plucking a simple and elegant lyre, singing beautiful and sad songs.He closed his eyes tightly, and two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.The forest moved, and big trees came to him one by one, crossing their branches to shade him.And the beasts in the forest, the birds in the sky, and those timid herbivores all formed a circle in a gentle and quiet manner, staying together in harmony, listening to Orpheus' wonderful singing.

These beasts in the forest would actually cry unceasingly because of this extremely sad song!However, Hermes couldn't listen to this desolate song wholeheartedly. He saw the lyre in Orpheus's arms with sharp eyes, and couldn't help but be surprised!

Because the lyre was made by Hermes himself, and then presented to his dear brother Apollo!

"Good and merciful Orpheus, poor man with the same misfortune as mine." Hermes waited until the poor musician had finished singing a sad song, opened his countless and lost eyes, and picked up the lyre. , Dangyouyou wanted to find a corner where there was no one, so he suddenly opened his mouth.His voice was sincere and urgent: "I came from afar just to seek your help."

"Hero of the Argonaut, broken and sad husband! Please pause and hear me out--I am the first owner of this lyre in your hand, you may have heard my name, Eloquent God Hermes. I come here to ask for your help for my unfortunate lover Persephone. If you will grant my request, I will show you a bright way to see Euryx again! "

Hearing Euryx's name, the troubadour, who was still in a daze, immediately stopped in his tracks.Then, he turned around slowly, his haggard face was already full of tears.

"Good man," said Orpheus dully, "are you calling my name? Have you mentioned my beautiful wife, poor and unfortunate Euryx? I really have a chance to see you again." Is she on the same side?" At the end, this musician with a beautiful singing voice and magical piano skills couldn't help crying.

The author has something to say: *Double updates!Hermes continues to talk skills, and the heroine continues to be offline 2333.

* Orpheus aka Orpheus.Some myths see him as the son of Apollo, the sun god, but others see him as a mortal troubadour.

Apollo once presented him with his lyre, and in Greek mythology there is also a story about Hermes exchanging lyre with Apollo for a cow, which is combined here.