Rebel Demon King
Chapter 1029 Broken World (13)
Chapter 1029 Broken World (13)
[Life is not as good as a line of Baudelaire's poem. ——Akutagawa Ryunosuke]
The night gradually deepened, and the banquet came to the final stage. All the young Kurds who had been sitting stood up. They sang and danced the traditional Saudi dance around the stage.
The melodious and long Saudi music is a good wine with full stamina, and the bright stars in the sky cast ambiguous light and shadow between the sky and the earth.Young people in traditional Saudi costumes sang and danced in the graceful night. They cast aside the shadow of war and difficult situations, and wrote footnotes to their youth with laughter and bright red faces.
Cheng Mo, who was in it, felt the most primitive and pure happiness, which was so simple that it seemed unbelievable to him.
They come from wild life, but they are not limited by war, hatred and sorrow.
It seems that this small city is a paradise far away from the world, rather than a place of hundreds of battles in the rain of gunpowder and bullets.
Soon, even the young and mature Khalid got involved in the cheerful atmosphere and took the initiative to walk into the crowd and dance along with him.During the banquet, only Cheng Mo and Athena were left sitting in their seats.
One is a youth insulator who is absolutely rational, and the other is a cold-blooded Tianlong who doesn't know the joys and worries of the world.
Heller ran over ignorantly and forced Athena to dance with her, but Athena didn't give Heller any face, she shook her head expressionlessly, got up and prepared to go back to the room without giving any excuses.Heller is the kind of girl who is not good at observing words and expressions and is a little bit delicate.When she became enthusiastic, she was a little too enthusiastic, and she didn't care about making fun of herself, so she invited several girls to come over and surround Athena.
Athena had probably never encountered such a situation before, and she didn't know how to deal with it, so she naturally looked at Cheng Mo at the next table.
It turned out to be a good thing if you don't look at it, this time I saw that Heller didn't even let Cheng Mo go. The beautiful girl in a gauze skirt and light makeup walked over in three steps and took two steps, grabbed Cheng Mo's arm and shouted : "It's already very rude to refuse to speak on stage at the beginning, if you still refuse to dance together now, then you don't want to leave tomorrow morning."
"We can't dance." Cheng Mo said helplessly.
Heller bent slightly and whispered in Cheng Mo's ear, "I'm creating a chance for you to reconcile, don't be ungrateful!"
Cheng Mo gave up his resistance, and half pushed and half let himself be pulled up from his seat by Heller.Heller grabbed his arm and pushed Cheng Mo, who was in a complicated mood, into the surrounding circle of several girls.
Amidst the laughter, Cheng Mo was forced to move two steps, standing side by side with Athena among a group of Saudi girls in costumes, he only felt more embarrassed than facing the enemy.The bonfire not far away was a bit hot, making him feel hot all over.Cheng Mo didn't go to see Athena, and said with an embarrassed face: "I really don't know how to dance."
"You don't need to know it at all! Just hold your hands and follow the feeling of your body!" Haile shouted loudly, she took the hand of the girl next to her, and the other girls began to surround Cheng Mo and Athens under her lead Na danced lightly.
Cheng Mo felt that the singing and dancing of the girls were like spells that made people itch all over. He didn't know whether it was because they were too close to the bonfire or for some other reason. He felt that he was about to burn. His right hand danced involuntarily on the seam of his trousers, as if something must be done to stop this situation.
Heller smiled and said loudly, "Don't be so coy, a big man."
Other people also noticed the situation here. Young people who love to be lively flocked to them. They circled round and round, like countless concentric circles, surrounding Cheng Mo and Athena in the most central position.
Everyone was yelling in Saudi: "Hold hands, hold hands, hold hands. Jump up, jump up, jump up."
The booing sound resounded through the sky.
Cheng Mo's head was as big as a bucket. He secretly glanced at Athena, and saw her standing calmly in the middle from the corner of his eye, turning a blind eye to everything.He didn't know whether he should, or if he could hold Athena's hand and join this joyful feast.
After all, Cheng Mo is a person who has no way to take the initiative. His self-esteem makes him lack courage in dealing with girls.So he raised his hands and said helplessly, "Why don't I just put on a show."
Heller looked at Cheng Mo, who was profusely sweating, and then at Athena, who was expressionless, and said regretfully, "That's fine, but don't be perfunctory!"
Cheng Mo nodded, heaved a sigh of relief, and felt a trace of regret.
Heller raised her hand and motioned for people to quiet down. When the whole concrete floor was left with the sound of "crackling" burning bonfires, she picked up the loudspeaker and said, "Mr. We put on a show."
The applause and cheers were loud enough to startle the whole night.
Cheng Mo pondered for a while and said, "Then I will recite a poem in Saudi language!"
Heller was a little disappointed, but she still handed the megaphone to Cheng Mo, and when Cheng Mo took the megaphone, she said softly: "Don't fool us by reciting a few sentences of poetry! "
"Of course not." Cheng Mo raised the loudspeaker and looked around at the young people standing around him with childish faces raised. Of course, he also saw Athena beside him, but his gaze Just a glance from Athena's profile, and then refocus on the direction where Heller was standing.Cheng Mo coughed slightly, and then said into the loudspeaker in Saudi language: "I can't sing or dance. I'm a very boring person. Here I recite a poem for everyone."
Cheng Mo took a special look at Heller who was standing in front of him, "Heller thought I was perfunctory in reciting poems just now, and even rolled his eyes at me."
Everyone chuckled, and Heller himself smiled too.
"Why poetry?" Cheng Mo continued, "I don't know if you have seen a movie called "Dead Poets Society." He paused and shrugged his shoulders, "Although the Lighthouse Country is indeed It's kind of annoying, but a lot of their movies are really good."
Cheng Mo expressed his dislike for the Beacon Country, and the scene was a little boiling. The young people blew whistles, clapped their hands, and shouted slogans in agreement.
After Heller waved his hand to signal for silence, and the whole concrete floor returned to calm, Cheng Mo raised the loudspeaker and said, "When we talk about "Dead Poets Society", it's not only because the movie is good, but also because there are many lines in it that I would like to talk about." I also like it very much, there is a passage that says this, before reading the poem, I will share it with you.”
Cheng Mo cleared his throat and recited in cadence: "We do not read and write poetry because it is fun, we read and write poetry because we are part of human beings, and human beings are full of passion. That's right, Medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits, enough to support a person's life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are the meaning of our life. Whitman once wrote: 'Self? Life? These questions keep popping up, the stream of unbelievers. What's the point of living in it? Self? Life?" He raised his voice a little. "The answer is: Because you exist. Because you exist. Because of greatness The drama goes on. Because you can give a poem. Because the great drama goes on. Because you can give a poem."
The young people in Kuerde are watching Cheng Mo intently. Perhaps no one has ever told them this, about poetry, about the meaning of life and self. What they usually hear most is the hatred of the country and the family, and all kinds of things. Fighting skills, no one will talk to them such distant words as "self", "life", "love", "beauty", "romantic" and "poetry".
They were silent, and Cheng Mo, who was unfamiliar to them just now, suddenly became familiar.Like a teacher standing in a classroom they have been away from for a long time.
Khalid, who was standing beside Heller, was particularly impressed. As a young man who likes literature, he had naturally read "Dead Poets Society", so he followed Cheng Mo and recited it softly throughout the whole process. respect.
Heller also became serious. She didn't quite understand what Cheng Mo said, but she felt a kind of power, the power to make people think.Hearing that Khalid recited a long passage following Cheng Mo, he took a step back, turned his head and whispered in Khalid's ear, "Hello! What's the story of "Dead Poets Society"?"
"It probably tells the story of a teacher in an extremely conservative school who taught the students not to care about grades, but to work hard to find their true self!"
Heller frowned, shook his head and said, "I don't understand. What's the point of saying this to us? We don't even need to read books. As for finding our true self, we have to live first."
"I don't know either." Khalid shook his head. "When Mr. Reketska tells the poem he's going to recite, maybe I can guess what he wants to say."
"You like poetry?" Heller asked.
"I like poetry, novels, and movies. I like them all." Khaled was talking to Heller while staring at Cheng Mo intently. When Cheng Mo said "Long Journey", he exclaimed in a low voice, "My My God, Mister Rycketska is going to recite Baudelaire's poems."
"Baudelaire?" Heller asked puzzled, "Who is it?"
"The greatest French modernist poet——Charles Pierre Baudelaire." Khalid said excitedly, "His poems are amazing, and you can't describe them in words. forget."
"Really?" Heller asked suspiciously.
Khalid suppressed his excitement and said with full expectation: "Listen, listen carefully."
The evening wind was quiet, making the bonfire buzz. Cheng Mo took a deep breath of the smoky air, closed his eyes, lowered his voice, and began to chant softly:
"To the child who loves cards and pages,
The universe is nothing but their voracious appetite.
what!What a world of lights!
In the eyes of memory, the world is so small.
We set out early in the morning with enthusiasm in our heads,
With a heart full of resentment and bitter desire,
Sailing forward to the beat of the waves,
Over the sea swaying infinite reverie:
Some gladly fled his ignominious country;
Some are weary of the horrors of their homeland; others
Stars who are obsessed with women's eyes, glad to be able to
Get rid of Circe, the witch who possesses Ecstasy.
In order not to turn into beasts, they are intoxicated with
Cosmos, light, and the red-hot sky;
Biting ice, bronzed sun,
Gradually eliminate the hickey marks of human beings”
(Stellar: refers to the protagonist of Edgar Allan Poe's short story "Lygia". He compared the two beautiful eyes of Lygia to the two stars of Gemini, and compared himself to a devout star. Circe : A witch who lived on the island of Eiehe. She made people drink the magic wine and turned them into pigs with a tap of a magic wand. See the tenth song of "The Song of Odysseus.")
Cheng Mo's gloomy voice turned into long and lingering Saudi syllables, floating over the ancient town, like the smoke of incense lingering in the mundane world, noble and ethereal.
Regardless of whether the young people present could understand the deep meaning hidden in the poem, they were all attracted by this wonderful and strange vocabulary splicing, just like listening to a piece of music, the connotation it wants to express is not the most attractive On the contrary, the beautiful melody and moving words are the easiest to make people addicted.
"Amazing travellers! We are from you sea-like
What a noble story read with deep eyes!
Please open your treasure chest of rich memories,
There are jewels of space and stars.
Let's travel without sails and steam!
For the joy of our imprisoned hearts,
Please frame your memories with the horizon,
Depicted on our hearts like canvases.
What do you see?
We have seen the stars,
I've seen waves, I've seen sand;
Despite frequent shocks and unexpected disasters,
We get bored as often as we do here. "
When he read the third stanza of this long poem, Cheng Mo's voice became tired and sleepy. Although his tone was still as cold as the evening wind in the Gobi, it was not as gloomy and gloomy as it was at the beginning, but full of questions and doubts. Puzzled, like a lost traveler in the desert, helpless and hesitant.
"Then what else do you see?
Childlike mind!
There are some important things we can't forget,
We don't have to look for it, but we can see it everywhere,
Along the ladder of fate from above to below,
Repulsive, eternally sinful scenes to be seen:
Women are base slaves, haughty and stupid,
Worship yourself without ridiculing, love yourself without abandoning;
Man is a licentious, greedy, ruthless tyrant,
is the sewage of the sewer, the slave of slaves;
Executioners seek pleasure, martyrs weep,
Spice the feast with blood;
May be a poison that weakens the power of tyrants and despots,
like whippings make zealous citizens foolish;
There are many religions that share our beliefs,
All hope to ascend to heaven; the ordinary saints,
Like the Corruptor snuggling in an eiderdown bed,
Seek joy from nail boards and bristles.
Talkative human beings, self-confident,
Today back to their old madness,
With furious cursing shouted:
'O my kind, my lord, I curse thee! '
There are less fools who dare to love madness,
They fled from the ranks imprisoned by fate,
Lie down and hide in the boundless opium smoke!
—These are the eternal reports of the whole earth. "
Cheng Mo's voice gradually became agitated, like a bonfire burning in his chest, and every syllable that gushed out contained anger. He scolded human beings with a suppressed voice, lashing out at the ugly side hidden deep in everyone's heart .His pitch was getting higher and higher, like a morale booster before a charge, even the radio waves of the loudspeaker trembled, and people's hearts trembled slightly.
"O Death, you old captain, weigh anchor!
Death, this country weary us, set sail!
Though the sky and the sea are as black as ink,
You know our hearts are full of sunshine!
Please pour the poison on us and make us stronger!
While passion burns in our breasts, we're going
Diving at the bottom of the abyss, seeking new life in the unknown,
It doesn't matter if it's hell or heaven!"
After reciting this long poem, Cheng Mo breathed a long sigh of relief, and nodded slightly to the people standing quietly all around. He didn't know if anyone could read what he wanted to convey.He knows that these queer people who haven't read much probably don't know who Baudelaire is, and they may not understand the deep meaning expressed in this poem, but the charm of poetry is that even if you don't understand The accurate interpretation of each line of poetry can also vaguely feel what the author wants to say to you.
He believes that great poetry is the words filled with the poet's emotions, which can directly penetrate the brain and reach the depths of the soul.
All in all, maybe Cheng Mo really recited well and conveyed his true feelings to the young Kuerde youths present; maybe they were just giving the distinguished guests a face.Anyway, the effect of the show was pretty good. Under Heller's lead, the crowd burst into thunderous applause.
Khalid's slap was so hard that his palms turned red.
Heller rolled her eyes at Khalid angrily, bumped his shoulder and asked, "What does this poem say? Why are you so excited?"
Heller's intimate gesture made Khalid feel excited, but he said with a feigned reserve: ""The Journey" is the last chapter of Baudelaire's immortal poetry collection "Flowers of Evil", which is not A collection of poems sorted in chronological order, but divided into six groups of poems according to theme and content, namely: melancholy and ideals, Parisian scenery, wine, flowers of evil, rebellion, and death, each of which is related to the context."
"Then what happened?"
It was the first time that Khalid saw Heller's charming appearance in a gauze dress, and his heart was inevitably swaying. He caught a glimpse of Heller's round and moving eyes, rolled his throat, and explained seriously, ""Long Journey" is "The Flower of Evil". " is the last poem in this collection of poems. In the previous chapters, "Flowers of Evil" has been depicting human beings falling into the cycle of suffering brought to themselves and others because of the contradictions between various ideals, desires and their own limitations. In the middle chapter, Baudelaire wrote in delicate and decadent words that reality is so powerful, and the only way to get rid of this cycle to get the ultimate relief is death. But at the end, in "A Long Journey", Porter Lyell turned his pen a little bit, and put the last comment on the seemingly decadent and negative poems with incredible brushstrokes, and he called on human beings to hold on to a glimmer of hope amidst despair."
Hearing what Khaled said, Heller suddenly felt that Cheng Mo standing in the middle was much more respectable, and she nodded with satisfaction, "So, this poem has a deep meaning? Yes, yes, I didn't expect that Reketska Mr. is still a very caring person."
Khaled sighed: "Not only is there a heart, but also culture. In this situation, there is no poem that is more inspiring than "Long Journey". .”
Heller snorted, "What's the use of reading so many books, it's better to be more accurate in marksmanship."
Khalid was silent for a while, raised his eyes to look at Cheng Mo, and said firmly: "It's useful, I firmly believe it will be useful."
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After the performance, Heller no longer entangled Cheng Mo and Athena, but just praised Cheng Mo in a serious manner, and then let them go.
Athena still didn't speak to Cheng Mo, and walked straight to the barracks.
Cheng Mo hesitated for a moment, watched Athena enter the room, and then walked to the barracks, but he did not enter the room, but hid in the shadow of the colonnade.
The disturbing evening wind was rippling under the corridor, Cheng Mo felt the chill, he took a step back and leaned against the cold pillar, so that the contact area with the cold wind was much smaller.Standing in this position, one can also clearly see the bean-like oil lamp in the living room shaking slightly, and Athena, who has nothing to do, props her chin up and looks at the fancy dress ball under the moon through the glass.There were two clusters of faint flames jumping in her eyes, but her expression was as indifferent as winter, like a biologist observing the activities of mice in the experimental field.
If a pure and eager smile represents youth, then Athena's face is an exquisite tombstone to bury youth.Cheng silently stared at Athena's gaze, thinking how gorgeous and exaggerated words should be used if he wanted to give her an epitaph.After much deliberation, he couldn't find the right words. For some reason, he thought of Xie Minyun again.
His chaste wife was bombarded by the "God's Rod" without even a piece of clothing left, and it is unknown whether her parents have held a funeral for her, and the tombstone belonging to her is His name was not recorded.
"Probably not, but it doesn't matter." Cheng Mo thought to himself.He turned his head, shifted his gaze from Athena to the climax of the ball, and began to imagine what it would be like if Xie Minyun was here.
He guessed that Xie Minyun would ridicule that he was just reciting a poem and pretending to be hypocritical, and that his wife, the Virgin Mary, would not only be full of sympathy for the poor queer Germans, but also think of ways to do something practical for the queer Germans.Then he will definitely retort that she is doing useless work.
Because he felt in his heart that a little help was meaningless to the Kurdish people. With his own strength, nothing could be changed in a broken world like the Middle East. Not to mention individuals, even the five permanent members of the United Nations had to weigh it carefully. Weigh.
For human beings, survival of the fittest and the survival of the weak are bloody and cruel, but it is the ultimate law selected by a long history. Any universal value is a warm veil to cover up this cruel reality.
Cheng Mo wondered if Xie Minyun didn't know this?She must be clear, but she will still work hard for the perfect world she expects. This is probably an idealistic red nobleman's belief in realizing world harmony without regret.
Suddenly, he was a little curious about what kind of family Xie Minyun's family was like.
Just as Cheng Mo's thoughts were drifting further and further away, and the dance was about to end, the young man who first performed the matchlock dance stood on the stage again, and the rope tied with the fireball was danced by him into a gorgeous fireworks, a radiant dance. The fire wire swayed the light spots like rain in the air, like a fountain of light, beautiful in the dark.
The Saudi music on the tape recorder was flowing freely, and the young people twisted their waists, waved their hands, and cheered loudly, which reminded Cheng Mo of the electronic music party scene he had seen on the beach in Xila.
Cheng Mo thought that music and dance are the common language of young people all over the world, even in the desolate Gobi where wars are raging, they are the same.Happiness is so simple for them, but it's a pity that they have no way to experience this simple happiness, and they don't know whether it is happiness or sadness?
But in any case, it is difficult for Cheng Mo to blend into the youthful dance party. As long as you can see the cheerful green faces, it is like lingering among the flowers in full bloom in the garden, which can make people feel relaxed.
Such a state of mind made Cheng Mo feel that his soul was getting older, so that he doubted how fast time was passing in his heart.
Finally, the bell on the minaret rang, which was the horn to tell everyone that it was 09:30 and they had to rest.The young man who was waving the fire rope stopped the manual firework display. He threw the fire rope into the bonfire, and the flames rose high.At this second, the whole world seemed to be lit up by this miraculous action, and the dark sky was colored red by the firelight, as if time had reversed and dusk had fallen.
Cheng Mo walked out of the corridor and saw a fireball-like light rising from the sky. Unlike the shooting star, the orange-red flame left a long white trail behind it.
The young people who were still on the concrete ground also noticed the vision, and they all looked up. Some girls were still pointing excitedly, and even folded their hands together to pray.
Cheng Mo has experienced two wars, and he can tell that it is the traces formed by the exhaust smoke and water vapor from the missile engine staying at high altitude.He was vigilant in his heart, and immediately saw several red lights lit up in the sky, and his heart jumped into his throat immediately.
"Be careful! That's a missile" Cheng Mo yelled loudly, ran a few steps and rushed into the room, involuntarily grabbed Athena's wrist and ran out of the room.
At this time, the entire party scene was in chaos, and the bonfires at the four corners of the stage were crumbling and might fall on the stage at any time.The flickering flames illuminated the flustered faces, the hurried footsteps sounded like thunder in the cold wind, and some people were shouting hoarsely. A disaster scene.
This doomsday scene didn't frighten Athena, instead she held Cheng Mo, trying to break free from Cheng Mo's hand.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Mo asked back.
Athena said with a normal face: "My laptop is still in the room."
Cheng Mo knew that there were many important materials in Athena's notebook.Seeing that Athena wanted to break free from his hand again, he raised his eyes to look at the missile piercing the night, roughly judged the landing point, probably not where they were standing, so he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll get it, you are here Wait for me, don't run around."
After saying that it was finished, Momo let go of her hand without waiting for Athena's answer, turned around and rushed into the room again.The oil lamp in the living room was still burning. With this weak light, Cheng Mo grabbed the bare door frame and quickly ran into the bedroom. The moonlight from the glass window poured on the bed, and everything was unobstructed, but Cheng Mo didn't see to Athena's laptop.
He bent down and lifted the blanket on the soft bed, and the moment he saw the black laptop of Athena, the light outside the window suddenly became bright, and the night turned into day in an instant, followed by a deafening explosion, and the earth and houses were shaken. Shaking violently, shards of glass fell towards the room like a rain of arrows.
Cheng Mo hurriedly bent down and lowered his head, raised the blanket to block it, but sharp glass shards still pierced the blanket, leaving blood spots on his face and hands.He didn't care too much, picked up the laptop, unloaded the backpack on his back, put the laptop in, and fled desperately outside the house.
The bonfires at the four corners of the stage fell down, and the wooden stage was already lit. The crackling sound of burning wood resounded in the wind, and the night was illuminated red.The young people who were still singing and dancing were either lying on the ground with their heads in their arms, or they were running away in a panic.Amidst the roiling heat waves and smoke, amidst the chaos of war, only Athena stood quietly by the fire as if nothing had happened, and several trails were falling in the sky behind her, and she didn't seem to know what the danger was.
Cheng Mo stopped, and Athena's indifferent waiting made him feel at ease.This kind of independence from the world, safely away from the hustle and bustle, gave him a bit of ethereal comfort.
He didn't have time to feel emotional, the piercing whistling sound was getting closer and closer, like a huge swarm of bees rushing toward his face, Cheng Mo looked up, and another missile hit the barracks behind them, this time it was visible to the naked eye from them near.Cheng Mo yelled "be careful", and rushed towards Athena, and when she was crushed to the ground, "Seven Sins" also opened up like an umbrella, protecting her back.
The ground was trembling, the brand new barracks collapsed in an instant, bricks and glass flew like raindrops, a huge heat wave mixed with shrapnel surged in all directions, and the lit stage exploded into fireworks.
The minaret blared its sirens.
Cheng Mo hugged Athena tightly, and the "Seven Sins" turned into a golden pot cover to cover the two of them on the concrete floor.Bricks, shrapnel, burning wood and glass fragments fell on the "Seven Sins", like raindrops falling into the sea, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
At this moment, the golden "Seven Sins" is like a small boat in a stormy sea, protecting them from going through the storm.Cheng Mo couldn't see Athena's face, but he could deeply feel the amazing elasticity of Athena's plump and tight curves.He pressed his hands on the rough ground with some embarrassment, and propped up his body a little, so the two had to look at each other.
Athena's cold breath flowed between Cheng Mo's lips and teeth, and Cheng Mo's heart beat a little faster. He didn't dare to look at Athena, and lowered his eyes slightly, staring at Athena's lustrous, plump, tender, red lips, Calling Cheng Mo's mouth was dry again, he had to move his gaze down to stare at Athena's chin.
The explosion came quickly and dissipated quickly, and the surrounding movement quickly quieted down.Just as Cheng Mo was about to get up, he heard Athena take the initiative to talk to him.
"Did you say Baudelaire at the ball?"
Cheng Mo was a little caught off guard by Athena's sudden question. He didn't expect that Athena, who had no literary talent, would ask such a question. He nodded subconsciously, and then replied: "The last song in "Flower of Evil", 149 The first "Long Journey"."
"Which one is your favourite?"
Athena's tone was the same as usual, and it didn't make Cheng Mo feel that he was fighting against him in the cold war.Naturally, Cheng Mo would not act petty, not to mention the current situation, and there is no need for the cold war to continue, so Cheng Mo said flatly: "I can't say which song I like the most, I probably think "Abel and Cain "It suits my taste best, right now." He put away "Seven Sins", stood up, looked up at the bright moon hanging in the sky, "I like No.60 the most."
Athena sat up propped on the concrete floor, and asked puzzledly, "No. 60 two?"
Cheng Mo didn't answer, but reached out to Athena, pulled her up, and said in a low voice, "I've got the notebook, let's go."
Athena didn't continue to ask about "Flower of Evil" No.60 No. [-], nor did she ask Cheng Mo where she was going, and obediently let Cheng Mo hold her hand and lead her away.
Cheng Mo injected energy into the cochlea, looking for Heller's message in the noisy and chaotic voice, and soon he recognized Heller's cry with all his strength: "Everyone, don't panic, listen to my command now, everyone check each other first. If you are not injured, then follow me to the arsenal to get a weapon if you are not injured, and prepare to fight!"
He followed the sound to find the edge of the concrete floor. Heller, who was full of anxiety and anger, was trying to organize the frightened young people. Maybe the usual training worked, maybe they were more or less used to the fire, The young female soldiers restored some order.
The disheveled Khalid also stood beside Heller and looked around anxiously. When he saw Cheng Mo and Athena, his face showed a gleam of joy. He raised his hand high and shouted loudly: "Lei Mr. Kotzka, this way! This way!"
Cheng Mo took Athena and trotted over, he saw someone injured, lying in a pool of blood and moaning helplessly; he saw the blank sadness on the face of the young man who was still in high spirits just now, and he didn't feel lucky for the rest of his life at all. He saw some female soldiers weeping silently, and the crystal tears flowed down their smoke-stained cheeks, leaving two tear stains.
He didn't look too much, he quickened his pace and walked to Heller's side.Cheng Mo knew that it was meaningless to look for Heller at this time, so he asked loudly against the deafening gunfire, "Heller, where is Colonel Tamer?"
Heller glanced at Cheng Mo, and said quickly: "I don't know, it should be in the temple, where our command center is. There are also underground fortifications there, you can go there first!"
Cheng Mo nodded, "OK."
The anxious Heller didn't bother to pay attention to it, and walked to the female soldiers and shouted loudly: "Now, everyone, check to see if anyone around you is injured. If anyone is injured, send it to the hospital immediately. Those who are not injured will follow me to the armory."
Cheng Mo thought to himself that it was indeed a tiger father without a dog daughter, and Heller was not too flustered in this situation, and was able to organize people.But it's none of his business. He looked at Khaled and asked, "Are you with us, or what?"
Khalid looked at Heller's back, he clenched his fist, then turned his head and whispered to Cheng Mo, "I'll go with you."
Cheng Mo didn't waste any time, pulling Athena towards the temple.
It is still safe now, probably because the first wave of attacks has passed, and there are only a few wisps of white smoke left in the dark blue sky, but thick smoke billows from several places in the town.
The war broke out at an inadvertent time point, without warning.
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When Cheng Mo found Colonel Tamer, the soldier who was as hard as a rock was already devastated by the sudden attack.Several missiles hit the men's barracks, women's barracks, weapon depots, and food and material storage depots of the Querds respectively. Only the high-level Querds knew the exact coordinates of these places.Such a precise strike shows that the other party has a deep understanding of them, which makes Colonel Tamer have to be afraid.
To make matters worse, they still don't know who their opponent is. Logically speaking, only the Zhengfu army or the Turqi army has the ability to launch missiles, and neither of these two parties is likely to cross over a large area of other free armies. Like the jihadist brigade and al-Nusra Front's actual control areas, come and attack them.
All of this was a bit unbelievable, so Colonel Tamer didn't know whether to let Cheng Mo and Athena go or stay. He could only say that he had to find a way to find out who the enemy was before making a decision.
Colonel Tamer sent Cheng Mo, Athena, and Khaled to the underground bunker, and arranged a separate room for them, telling them to wait for a while and then hurried away.But in the underground bunker, the underground bunker where you can't see or hear the outside sound is even more disturbing.
Khalid walked around the room anxiously for a while, then knelt down on the ground again, and began to pray in a low voice.
Cheng Mo fell into deep thought. The situation that Colonel Tamer told him made him suspect that the attack was aimed at him and Athena. If this was the case, then the situation would be quite unfavorable for him. The opponent had no intention of attacking the Kurds, but just asked the Kurds to hand him and Athena over, then the two of them would be very dangerous.
Such speculation made Cheng Mo hesitate whether to preemptively strike or wait and see.
Only Athena was completely unaware of the danger, and sat on a chair quite leisurely, holding the military kettle and sipping the "Monster and Moonlight" that Cheng Mo tuned for him last night.
Cheng Mo thought about it carefully, and felt that no matter what, he couldn't do nothing and just wait.He stood up, walked to Athena's side and said softly in French: "I'm going out to find out the situation, you must wait for me here, no matter who asks you to leave, you can't agree, you must wait for me to come back."
Athena nodded, "If someone wants to force me to leave, can I kill someone?"
Cheng Mo was surprised that Athena, who did her own way, would want to ask for his permission. He hesitated and said, "It's okay if you have to."
"Okay." Athena said holding the military kettle.
Cheng Mo wondered if he had fallen into some kind of hallucination. Athena changed her indifference that was difficult to communicate and became cute and cute. Suddenly, he couldn't accept it, and stared at Athena for a while.
Seeing Cheng Mo's expression was very strange, Athena asked, "Is there anything else?"
"No more." Cheng Mo shook his head, and he walked towards the door. When he opened the door, he took another deep look at Athena, thinking: Why did Athena, who behaved so logically, suddenly become elusive?
Cheng Mo still couldn't figure out why Athena disrespected him so much, but now is not the time to think about it.Cheng Mo put aside the troubled question, closed the door and took a closer look. Perhaps because of the sudden incident, Colonel Tamer did not send anyone to guard him, and the entire underground bunker was not guarded, which made him almost useless. Take any risk, you can get out of the underground bunker.
The underground bunker under the temple basically looks like an underground parking lot, but there are many separate small rooms separated around it.At this moment, a lot of people had already sheltered in the bunker square, most of them were old, weak, sick, women and children. They were sitting on the ground on blankets, and almost everyone was praying.
The sound of children crying, chanting scriptures, and panicked conversations echoed in the claustrophobic space.Due to poor air circulation, many people were crowded inside the bunker, and the air was even more filthy, with an unpleasant smell of mutton.
Cheng Mo held his breath and walked quickly towards the exit, countering the flow of people coming down the stairs, and quietly walked to Colonel Tamer's office on the second floor.He hid at the corner of the stairs, poured energy into his cochlea, and used his super hearing to monitor. Except for the continuous gunshots in the distance, there were only people in Tamer's office on the second floor, and the ringing of the phone and the intercom kept coming and going. Cheng Mo listened carefully. They were all about the reports on the battle situation on the front line and the damage of each unit. These messages were of little use to Cheng Mo.
He continued up the stairs and found no one on the third floor, so he searched the third floor, used the "Seven Sins" to open the living room door where he had dinner that morning, and quietly entered the room.The view here is excellent, and you can see almost the entire town from a height.He stood by the window and looked out. There was continuous gunfire from the east and north, and the flames were constantly flickering above the city wall.When the fire is fierce, it can illuminate half of the dark sky.According to Cheng Mo's observation that the Kurdish people occupy a geographical advantage, if the opponent does not have tanks or helicopters, it is very difficult to break through a city with a tall wall.
However, not long after Cheng Mo's judgment was made, he heard the sound of the airflow caused by the rotation of the helicopter's rotor. Cheng Mo took a closer look and saw that three Apache gunships appeared above the northern city wall, and a series of rockets poured down like a meteor shower. Down below, a violent explosion resounded through the sky, and then smoke and dust billowed upwards, half the town was lit up by flames.
Cheng Mo thought something was wrong, the Apache gunship was not the equipment of the government army, and it was unlikely to be the equipment of the Turchi army, so its appearance was too suspicious.But it doesn't look like the Lighthouse Troops are attacking. If it was the Lighthouse Troops, the amount of missiles projected at the beginning would have been a little less.
Just when he was puzzled, he heard noisy footsteps on the temple square. He looked down and saw a group of people carrying stretchers towards the temple.Infusing energy into the pupils, Cheng Mo saw Dr. Azar and Colonel Tamer guarding him.
Cheng Mo hurried out from the living room on the third floor, ran to the stairs on the second floor and waited with bated breath.He heard that the group of people did not go down to the underground bunker, but went upstairs, and immediately went up to the third floor cautiously, hiding at the corner of the stairs and watching what happened.
After a while, a group of people seemed to enter Colonel Tamer's office.Cheng Mo walked lightly to the third floor and re-entered the living room on the third floor, which was right above Colonel Tamer's office. He bent down, put his ear on the wooden floor, turned on the super hearing, collected Soundwave below.
Soon Cheng Mo could distinguish Colonel Tamer's rough and deep voice from the noisy voice.
"Boss, you should go into the underground bunker. The second floor is not safe enough. Those terrorists may not dare to bomb the temple."
"It doesn't matter where you hide." Doctor Azar gasped, "The Creator will not favor the timid."
"Chief, why don't you consider handing over those two foreigners? Now that the Lighthouse Army is involved, we can't resist at all. As long as we hand over those two people, we will."
"Tamer!" Dr. Azar snapped. "If we do this, how will we Querds uphold the belief in justice?"
"Justice can't save the Querds!" Senior Colonel Tamer said unwillingly.
Dr. Azar sneered: "Do you think they will let us go if we hand over Dr. Reketska and Dr. Wendy?"
Senior Colonel Tamer whispered, "At least we hand them over, and the Beacon Army will retreat, without missiles and air support, just relying on the troops of the Mujahideen Brigade, Nusra Front, ISAF and National Committee we are sure Can resist the past."
Doctor Azar sighed, and said softly: "Tamer, we have fought side by side for so many years, do you think I have misjudged the strategy?"
"What should I do?"
Dr. Azar was silent for a while, and said firmly: "Call Heller over here, and ask Heller to bring some people to escort Dr. Reketska and Dr. Wendy out of the base. Let's stick to Ashura first. Temporary retreat"
Cheng Mo thought: "Our Chinese language is still extensive and profound. If a Chinese is here as a commander, he will definitely use a strategic approach. It is too frustrating to retreat temporarily. I just don't know if Saudi language has a strategic approach." Such vocabulary."
"Retreat?" Senior Colonel Tamer exclaimed, "If we retreat, we will lose the foundation we have been operating for so long? Seeing that the oil field can only be operated after the oil extraction machine is in place! We just give up like this???"
"It's not like we won't come back!"
"What else can I get back then?" Colonel Tamer's voice was angry and sad.
"As long as the person is still there, as long as the belief is still there, it will be possible."
"leader."
"If you still think I'm the leader, just do as I say." Doctor Azar's tone was soft but extremely firm, "We Querds will never be treacherous."
The two downstairs were silent for a long time before Senior Colonel Tamer sighed and said, "Yes, leader."
"You go and invite Dr. Reketska and Dr. Wendy up, and I'll have a few more words with them."
Hearing this, Cheng Mo got up quickly, quietly walked out of the living room on the third floor, quickly went downstairs from the stairs farther from the office, and returned to the underground bunker.
The other party really came towards him and Athena, which made him a little worried.Even if the Kurds hadn't betrayed them, they couldn't activate the carrier. On such an unsheltered Gobi, the convoy was a live target for the air force, and it was extremely difficult to escape the professional army's pursuit.
According to this formation, maybe the enemy has already discovered their identities, and there may be a Chosen One, but the Chosen One didn't show up at the first time, maybe because of the scruples of Athena.
Even if the other party had some scruples, the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse, and the road to escape became extremely difficult and uncertain.
(End of this chapter)
[Life is not as good as a line of Baudelaire's poem. ——Akutagawa Ryunosuke]
The night gradually deepened, and the banquet came to the final stage. All the young Kurds who had been sitting stood up. They sang and danced the traditional Saudi dance around the stage.
The melodious and long Saudi music is a good wine with full stamina, and the bright stars in the sky cast ambiguous light and shadow between the sky and the earth.Young people in traditional Saudi costumes sang and danced in the graceful night. They cast aside the shadow of war and difficult situations, and wrote footnotes to their youth with laughter and bright red faces.
Cheng Mo, who was in it, felt the most primitive and pure happiness, which was so simple that it seemed unbelievable to him.
They come from wild life, but they are not limited by war, hatred and sorrow.
It seems that this small city is a paradise far away from the world, rather than a place of hundreds of battles in the rain of gunpowder and bullets.
Soon, even the young and mature Khalid got involved in the cheerful atmosphere and took the initiative to walk into the crowd and dance along with him.During the banquet, only Cheng Mo and Athena were left sitting in their seats.
One is a youth insulator who is absolutely rational, and the other is a cold-blooded Tianlong who doesn't know the joys and worries of the world.
Heller ran over ignorantly and forced Athena to dance with her, but Athena didn't give Heller any face, she shook her head expressionlessly, got up and prepared to go back to the room without giving any excuses.Heller is the kind of girl who is not good at observing words and expressions and is a little bit delicate.When she became enthusiastic, she was a little too enthusiastic, and she didn't care about making fun of herself, so she invited several girls to come over and surround Athena.
Athena had probably never encountered such a situation before, and she didn't know how to deal with it, so she naturally looked at Cheng Mo at the next table.
It turned out to be a good thing if you don't look at it, this time I saw that Heller didn't even let Cheng Mo go. The beautiful girl in a gauze skirt and light makeup walked over in three steps and took two steps, grabbed Cheng Mo's arm and shouted : "It's already very rude to refuse to speak on stage at the beginning, if you still refuse to dance together now, then you don't want to leave tomorrow morning."
"We can't dance." Cheng Mo said helplessly.
Heller bent slightly and whispered in Cheng Mo's ear, "I'm creating a chance for you to reconcile, don't be ungrateful!"
Cheng Mo gave up his resistance, and half pushed and half let himself be pulled up from his seat by Heller.Heller grabbed his arm and pushed Cheng Mo, who was in a complicated mood, into the surrounding circle of several girls.
Amidst the laughter, Cheng Mo was forced to move two steps, standing side by side with Athena among a group of Saudi girls in costumes, he only felt more embarrassed than facing the enemy.The bonfire not far away was a bit hot, making him feel hot all over.Cheng Mo didn't go to see Athena, and said with an embarrassed face: "I really don't know how to dance."
"You don't need to know it at all! Just hold your hands and follow the feeling of your body!" Haile shouted loudly, she took the hand of the girl next to her, and the other girls began to surround Cheng Mo and Athens under her lead Na danced lightly.
Cheng Mo felt that the singing and dancing of the girls were like spells that made people itch all over. He didn't know whether it was because they were too close to the bonfire or for some other reason. He felt that he was about to burn. His right hand danced involuntarily on the seam of his trousers, as if something must be done to stop this situation.
Heller smiled and said loudly, "Don't be so coy, a big man."
Other people also noticed the situation here. Young people who love to be lively flocked to them. They circled round and round, like countless concentric circles, surrounding Cheng Mo and Athena in the most central position.
Everyone was yelling in Saudi: "Hold hands, hold hands, hold hands. Jump up, jump up, jump up."
The booing sound resounded through the sky.
Cheng Mo's head was as big as a bucket. He secretly glanced at Athena, and saw her standing calmly in the middle from the corner of his eye, turning a blind eye to everything.He didn't know whether he should, or if he could hold Athena's hand and join this joyful feast.
After all, Cheng Mo is a person who has no way to take the initiative. His self-esteem makes him lack courage in dealing with girls.So he raised his hands and said helplessly, "Why don't I just put on a show."
Heller looked at Cheng Mo, who was profusely sweating, and then at Athena, who was expressionless, and said regretfully, "That's fine, but don't be perfunctory!"
Cheng Mo nodded, heaved a sigh of relief, and felt a trace of regret.
Heller raised her hand and motioned for people to quiet down. When the whole concrete floor was left with the sound of "crackling" burning bonfires, she picked up the loudspeaker and said, "Mr. We put on a show."
The applause and cheers were loud enough to startle the whole night.
Cheng Mo pondered for a while and said, "Then I will recite a poem in Saudi language!"
Heller was a little disappointed, but she still handed the megaphone to Cheng Mo, and when Cheng Mo took the megaphone, she said softly: "Don't fool us by reciting a few sentences of poetry! "
"Of course not." Cheng Mo raised the loudspeaker and looked around at the young people standing around him with childish faces raised. Of course, he also saw Athena beside him, but his gaze Just a glance from Athena's profile, and then refocus on the direction where Heller was standing.Cheng Mo coughed slightly, and then said into the loudspeaker in Saudi language: "I can't sing or dance. I'm a very boring person. Here I recite a poem for everyone."
Cheng Mo took a special look at Heller who was standing in front of him, "Heller thought I was perfunctory in reciting poems just now, and even rolled his eyes at me."
Everyone chuckled, and Heller himself smiled too.
"Why poetry?" Cheng Mo continued, "I don't know if you have seen a movie called "Dead Poets Society." He paused and shrugged his shoulders, "Although the Lighthouse Country is indeed It's kind of annoying, but a lot of their movies are really good."
Cheng Mo expressed his dislike for the Beacon Country, and the scene was a little boiling. The young people blew whistles, clapped their hands, and shouted slogans in agreement.
After Heller waved his hand to signal for silence, and the whole concrete floor returned to calm, Cheng Mo raised the loudspeaker and said, "When we talk about "Dead Poets Society", it's not only because the movie is good, but also because there are many lines in it that I would like to talk about." I also like it very much, there is a passage that says this, before reading the poem, I will share it with you.”
Cheng Mo cleared his throat and recited in cadence: "We do not read and write poetry because it is fun, we read and write poetry because we are part of human beings, and human beings are full of passion. That's right, Medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits, enough to support a person's life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are the meaning of our life. Whitman once wrote: 'Self? Life? These questions keep popping up, the stream of unbelievers. What's the point of living in it? Self? Life?" He raised his voice a little. "The answer is: Because you exist. Because you exist. Because of greatness The drama goes on. Because you can give a poem. Because the great drama goes on. Because you can give a poem."
The young people in Kuerde are watching Cheng Mo intently. Perhaps no one has ever told them this, about poetry, about the meaning of life and self. What they usually hear most is the hatred of the country and the family, and all kinds of things. Fighting skills, no one will talk to them such distant words as "self", "life", "love", "beauty", "romantic" and "poetry".
They were silent, and Cheng Mo, who was unfamiliar to them just now, suddenly became familiar.Like a teacher standing in a classroom they have been away from for a long time.
Khalid, who was standing beside Heller, was particularly impressed. As a young man who likes literature, he had naturally read "Dead Poets Society", so he followed Cheng Mo and recited it softly throughout the whole process. respect.
Heller also became serious. She didn't quite understand what Cheng Mo said, but she felt a kind of power, the power to make people think.Hearing that Khalid recited a long passage following Cheng Mo, he took a step back, turned his head and whispered in Khalid's ear, "Hello! What's the story of "Dead Poets Society"?"
"It probably tells the story of a teacher in an extremely conservative school who taught the students not to care about grades, but to work hard to find their true self!"
Heller frowned, shook his head and said, "I don't understand. What's the point of saying this to us? We don't even need to read books. As for finding our true self, we have to live first."
"I don't know either." Khalid shook his head. "When Mr. Reketska tells the poem he's going to recite, maybe I can guess what he wants to say."
"You like poetry?" Heller asked.
"I like poetry, novels, and movies. I like them all." Khaled was talking to Heller while staring at Cheng Mo intently. When Cheng Mo said "Long Journey", he exclaimed in a low voice, "My My God, Mister Rycketska is going to recite Baudelaire's poems."
"Baudelaire?" Heller asked puzzled, "Who is it?"
"The greatest French modernist poet——Charles Pierre Baudelaire." Khalid said excitedly, "His poems are amazing, and you can't describe them in words. forget."
"Really?" Heller asked suspiciously.
Khalid suppressed his excitement and said with full expectation: "Listen, listen carefully."
The evening wind was quiet, making the bonfire buzz. Cheng Mo took a deep breath of the smoky air, closed his eyes, lowered his voice, and began to chant softly:
"To the child who loves cards and pages,
The universe is nothing but their voracious appetite.
what!What a world of lights!
In the eyes of memory, the world is so small.
We set out early in the morning with enthusiasm in our heads,
With a heart full of resentment and bitter desire,
Sailing forward to the beat of the waves,
Over the sea swaying infinite reverie:
Some gladly fled his ignominious country;
Some are weary of the horrors of their homeland; others
Stars who are obsessed with women's eyes, glad to be able to
Get rid of Circe, the witch who possesses Ecstasy.
In order not to turn into beasts, they are intoxicated with
Cosmos, light, and the red-hot sky;
Biting ice, bronzed sun,
Gradually eliminate the hickey marks of human beings”
(Stellar: refers to the protagonist of Edgar Allan Poe's short story "Lygia". He compared the two beautiful eyes of Lygia to the two stars of Gemini, and compared himself to a devout star. Circe : A witch who lived on the island of Eiehe. She made people drink the magic wine and turned them into pigs with a tap of a magic wand. See the tenth song of "The Song of Odysseus.")
Cheng Mo's gloomy voice turned into long and lingering Saudi syllables, floating over the ancient town, like the smoke of incense lingering in the mundane world, noble and ethereal.
Regardless of whether the young people present could understand the deep meaning hidden in the poem, they were all attracted by this wonderful and strange vocabulary splicing, just like listening to a piece of music, the connotation it wants to express is not the most attractive On the contrary, the beautiful melody and moving words are the easiest to make people addicted.
"Amazing travellers! We are from you sea-like
What a noble story read with deep eyes!
Please open your treasure chest of rich memories,
There are jewels of space and stars.
Let's travel without sails and steam!
For the joy of our imprisoned hearts,
Please frame your memories with the horizon,
Depicted on our hearts like canvases.
What do you see?
We have seen the stars,
I've seen waves, I've seen sand;
Despite frequent shocks and unexpected disasters,
We get bored as often as we do here. "
When he read the third stanza of this long poem, Cheng Mo's voice became tired and sleepy. Although his tone was still as cold as the evening wind in the Gobi, it was not as gloomy and gloomy as it was at the beginning, but full of questions and doubts. Puzzled, like a lost traveler in the desert, helpless and hesitant.
"Then what else do you see?
Childlike mind!
There are some important things we can't forget,
We don't have to look for it, but we can see it everywhere,
Along the ladder of fate from above to below,
Repulsive, eternally sinful scenes to be seen:
Women are base slaves, haughty and stupid,
Worship yourself without ridiculing, love yourself without abandoning;
Man is a licentious, greedy, ruthless tyrant,
is the sewage of the sewer, the slave of slaves;
Executioners seek pleasure, martyrs weep,
Spice the feast with blood;
May be a poison that weakens the power of tyrants and despots,
like whippings make zealous citizens foolish;
There are many religions that share our beliefs,
All hope to ascend to heaven; the ordinary saints,
Like the Corruptor snuggling in an eiderdown bed,
Seek joy from nail boards and bristles.
Talkative human beings, self-confident,
Today back to their old madness,
With furious cursing shouted:
'O my kind, my lord, I curse thee! '
There are less fools who dare to love madness,
They fled from the ranks imprisoned by fate,
Lie down and hide in the boundless opium smoke!
—These are the eternal reports of the whole earth. "
Cheng Mo's voice gradually became agitated, like a bonfire burning in his chest, and every syllable that gushed out contained anger. He scolded human beings with a suppressed voice, lashing out at the ugly side hidden deep in everyone's heart .His pitch was getting higher and higher, like a morale booster before a charge, even the radio waves of the loudspeaker trembled, and people's hearts trembled slightly.
"O Death, you old captain, weigh anchor!
Death, this country weary us, set sail!
Though the sky and the sea are as black as ink,
You know our hearts are full of sunshine!
Please pour the poison on us and make us stronger!
While passion burns in our breasts, we're going
Diving at the bottom of the abyss, seeking new life in the unknown,
It doesn't matter if it's hell or heaven!"
After reciting this long poem, Cheng Mo breathed a long sigh of relief, and nodded slightly to the people standing quietly all around. He didn't know if anyone could read what he wanted to convey.He knows that these queer people who haven't read much probably don't know who Baudelaire is, and they may not understand the deep meaning expressed in this poem, but the charm of poetry is that even if you don't understand The accurate interpretation of each line of poetry can also vaguely feel what the author wants to say to you.
He believes that great poetry is the words filled with the poet's emotions, which can directly penetrate the brain and reach the depths of the soul.
All in all, maybe Cheng Mo really recited well and conveyed his true feelings to the young Kuerde youths present; maybe they were just giving the distinguished guests a face.Anyway, the effect of the show was pretty good. Under Heller's lead, the crowd burst into thunderous applause.
Khalid's slap was so hard that his palms turned red.
Heller rolled her eyes at Khalid angrily, bumped his shoulder and asked, "What does this poem say? Why are you so excited?"
Heller's intimate gesture made Khalid feel excited, but he said with a feigned reserve: ""The Journey" is the last chapter of Baudelaire's immortal poetry collection "Flowers of Evil", which is not A collection of poems sorted in chronological order, but divided into six groups of poems according to theme and content, namely: melancholy and ideals, Parisian scenery, wine, flowers of evil, rebellion, and death, each of which is related to the context."
"Then what happened?"
It was the first time that Khalid saw Heller's charming appearance in a gauze dress, and his heart was inevitably swaying. He caught a glimpse of Heller's round and moving eyes, rolled his throat, and explained seriously, ""Long Journey" is "The Flower of Evil". " is the last poem in this collection of poems. In the previous chapters, "Flowers of Evil" has been depicting human beings falling into the cycle of suffering brought to themselves and others because of the contradictions between various ideals, desires and their own limitations. In the middle chapter, Baudelaire wrote in delicate and decadent words that reality is so powerful, and the only way to get rid of this cycle to get the ultimate relief is death. But at the end, in "A Long Journey", Porter Lyell turned his pen a little bit, and put the last comment on the seemingly decadent and negative poems with incredible brushstrokes, and he called on human beings to hold on to a glimmer of hope amidst despair."
Hearing what Khaled said, Heller suddenly felt that Cheng Mo standing in the middle was much more respectable, and she nodded with satisfaction, "So, this poem has a deep meaning? Yes, yes, I didn't expect that Reketska Mr. is still a very caring person."
Khaled sighed: "Not only is there a heart, but also culture. In this situation, there is no poem that is more inspiring than "Long Journey". .”
Heller snorted, "What's the use of reading so many books, it's better to be more accurate in marksmanship."
Khalid was silent for a while, raised his eyes to look at Cheng Mo, and said firmly: "It's useful, I firmly believe it will be useful."
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After the performance, Heller no longer entangled Cheng Mo and Athena, but just praised Cheng Mo in a serious manner, and then let them go.
Athena still didn't speak to Cheng Mo, and walked straight to the barracks.
Cheng Mo hesitated for a moment, watched Athena enter the room, and then walked to the barracks, but he did not enter the room, but hid in the shadow of the colonnade.
The disturbing evening wind was rippling under the corridor, Cheng Mo felt the chill, he took a step back and leaned against the cold pillar, so that the contact area with the cold wind was much smaller.Standing in this position, one can also clearly see the bean-like oil lamp in the living room shaking slightly, and Athena, who has nothing to do, props her chin up and looks at the fancy dress ball under the moon through the glass.There were two clusters of faint flames jumping in her eyes, but her expression was as indifferent as winter, like a biologist observing the activities of mice in the experimental field.
If a pure and eager smile represents youth, then Athena's face is an exquisite tombstone to bury youth.Cheng silently stared at Athena's gaze, thinking how gorgeous and exaggerated words should be used if he wanted to give her an epitaph.After much deliberation, he couldn't find the right words. For some reason, he thought of Xie Minyun again.
His chaste wife was bombarded by the "God's Rod" without even a piece of clothing left, and it is unknown whether her parents have held a funeral for her, and the tombstone belonging to her is His name was not recorded.
"Probably not, but it doesn't matter." Cheng Mo thought to himself.He turned his head, shifted his gaze from Athena to the climax of the ball, and began to imagine what it would be like if Xie Minyun was here.
He guessed that Xie Minyun would ridicule that he was just reciting a poem and pretending to be hypocritical, and that his wife, the Virgin Mary, would not only be full of sympathy for the poor queer Germans, but also think of ways to do something practical for the queer Germans.Then he will definitely retort that she is doing useless work.
Because he felt in his heart that a little help was meaningless to the Kurdish people. With his own strength, nothing could be changed in a broken world like the Middle East. Not to mention individuals, even the five permanent members of the United Nations had to weigh it carefully. Weigh.
For human beings, survival of the fittest and the survival of the weak are bloody and cruel, but it is the ultimate law selected by a long history. Any universal value is a warm veil to cover up this cruel reality.
Cheng Mo wondered if Xie Minyun didn't know this?She must be clear, but she will still work hard for the perfect world she expects. This is probably an idealistic red nobleman's belief in realizing world harmony without regret.
Suddenly, he was a little curious about what kind of family Xie Minyun's family was like.
Just as Cheng Mo's thoughts were drifting further and further away, and the dance was about to end, the young man who first performed the matchlock dance stood on the stage again, and the rope tied with the fireball was danced by him into a gorgeous fireworks, a radiant dance. The fire wire swayed the light spots like rain in the air, like a fountain of light, beautiful in the dark.
The Saudi music on the tape recorder was flowing freely, and the young people twisted their waists, waved their hands, and cheered loudly, which reminded Cheng Mo of the electronic music party scene he had seen on the beach in Xila.
Cheng Mo thought that music and dance are the common language of young people all over the world, even in the desolate Gobi where wars are raging, they are the same.Happiness is so simple for them, but it's a pity that they have no way to experience this simple happiness, and they don't know whether it is happiness or sadness?
But in any case, it is difficult for Cheng Mo to blend into the youthful dance party. As long as you can see the cheerful green faces, it is like lingering among the flowers in full bloom in the garden, which can make people feel relaxed.
Such a state of mind made Cheng Mo feel that his soul was getting older, so that he doubted how fast time was passing in his heart.
Finally, the bell on the minaret rang, which was the horn to tell everyone that it was 09:30 and they had to rest.The young man who was waving the fire rope stopped the manual firework display. He threw the fire rope into the bonfire, and the flames rose high.At this second, the whole world seemed to be lit up by this miraculous action, and the dark sky was colored red by the firelight, as if time had reversed and dusk had fallen.
Cheng Mo walked out of the corridor and saw a fireball-like light rising from the sky. Unlike the shooting star, the orange-red flame left a long white trail behind it.
The young people who were still on the concrete ground also noticed the vision, and they all looked up. Some girls were still pointing excitedly, and even folded their hands together to pray.
Cheng Mo has experienced two wars, and he can tell that it is the traces formed by the exhaust smoke and water vapor from the missile engine staying at high altitude.He was vigilant in his heart, and immediately saw several red lights lit up in the sky, and his heart jumped into his throat immediately.
"Be careful! That's a missile" Cheng Mo yelled loudly, ran a few steps and rushed into the room, involuntarily grabbed Athena's wrist and ran out of the room.
At this time, the entire party scene was in chaos, and the bonfires at the four corners of the stage were crumbling and might fall on the stage at any time.The flickering flames illuminated the flustered faces, the hurried footsteps sounded like thunder in the cold wind, and some people were shouting hoarsely. A disaster scene.
This doomsday scene didn't frighten Athena, instead she held Cheng Mo, trying to break free from Cheng Mo's hand.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Mo asked back.
Athena said with a normal face: "My laptop is still in the room."
Cheng Mo knew that there were many important materials in Athena's notebook.Seeing that Athena wanted to break free from his hand again, he raised his eyes to look at the missile piercing the night, roughly judged the landing point, probably not where they were standing, so he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll get it, you are here Wait for me, don't run around."
After saying that it was finished, Momo let go of her hand without waiting for Athena's answer, turned around and rushed into the room again.The oil lamp in the living room was still burning. With this weak light, Cheng Mo grabbed the bare door frame and quickly ran into the bedroom. The moonlight from the glass window poured on the bed, and everything was unobstructed, but Cheng Mo didn't see to Athena's laptop.
He bent down and lifted the blanket on the soft bed, and the moment he saw the black laptop of Athena, the light outside the window suddenly became bright, and the night turned into day in an instant, followed by a deafening explosion, and the earth and houses were shaken. Shaking violently, shards of glass fell towards the room like a rain of arrows.
Cheng Mo hurriedly bent down and lowered his head, raised the blanket to block it, but sharp glass shards still pierced the blanket, leaving blood spots on his face and hands.He didn't care too much, picked up the laptop, unloaded the backpack on his back, put the laptop in, and fled desperately outside the house.
The bonfires at the four corners of the stage fell down, and the wooden stage was already lit. The crackling sound of burning wood resounded in the wind, and the night was illuminated red.The young people who were still singing and dancing were either lying on the ground with their heads in their arms, or they were running away in a panic.Amidst the roiling heat waves and smoke, amidst the chaos of war, only Athena stood quietly by the fire as if nothing had happened, and several trails were falling in the sky behind her, and she didn't seem to know what the danger was.
Cheng Mo stopped, and Athena's indifferent waiting made him feel at ease.This kind of independence from the world, safely away from the hustle and bustle, gave him a bit of ethereal comfort.
He didn't have time to feel emotional, the piercing whistling sound was getting closer and closer, like a huge swarm of bees rushing toward his face, Cheng Mo looked up, and another missile hit the barracks behind them, this time it was visible to the naked eye from them near.Cheng Mo yelled "be careful", and rushed towards Athena, and when she was crushed to the ground, "Seven Sins" also opened up like an umbrella, protecting her back.
The ground was trembling, the brand new barracks collapsed in an instant, bricks and glass flew like raindrops, a huge heat wave mixed with shrapnel surged in all directions, and the lit stage exploded into fireworks.
The minaret blared its sirens.
Cheng Mo hugged Athena tightly, and the "Seven Sins" turned into a golden pot cover to cover the two of them on the concrete floor.Bricks, shrapnel, burning wood and glass fragments fell on the "Seven Sins", like raindrops falling into the sea, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
At this moment, the golden "Seven Sins" is like a small boat in a stormy sea, protecting them from going through the storm.Cheng Mo couldn't see Athena's face, but he could deeply feel the amazing elasticity of Athena's plump and tight curves.He pressed his hands on the rough ground with some embarrassment, and propped up his body a little, so the two had to look at each other.
Athena's cold breath flowed between Cheng Mo's lips and teeth, and Cheng Mo's heart beat a little faster. He didn't dare to look at Athena, and lowered his eyes slightly, staring at Athena's lustrous, plump, tender, red lips, Calling Cheng Mo's mouth was dry again, he had to move his gaze down to stare at Athena's chin.
The explosion came quickly and dissipated quickly, and the surrounding movement quickly quieted down.Just as Cheng Mo was about to get up, he heard Athena take the initiative to talk to him.
"Did you say Baudelaire at the ball?"
Cheng Mo was a little caught off guard by Athena's sudden question. He didn't expect that Athena, who had no literary talent, would ask such a question. He nodded subconsciously, and then replied: "The last song in "Flower of Evil", 149 The first "Long Journey"."
"Which one is your favourite?"
Athena's tone was the same as usual, and it didn't make Cheng Mo feel that he was fighting against him in the cold war.Naturally, Cheng Mo would not act petty, not to mention the current situation, and there is no need for the cold war to continue, so Cheng Mo said flatly: "I can't say which song I like the most, I probably think "Abel and Cain "It suits my taste best, right now." He put away "Seven Sins", stood up, looked up at the bright moon hanging in the sky, "I like No.60 the most."
Athena sat up propped on the concrete floor, and asked puzzledly, "No. 60 two?"
Cheng Mo didn't answer, but reached out to Athena, pulled her up, and said in a low voice, "I've got the notebook, let's go."
Athena didn't continue to ask about "Flower of Evil" No.60 No. [-], nor did she ask Cheng Mo where she was going, and obediently let Cheng Mo hold her hand and lead her away.
Cheng Mo injected energy into the cochlea, looking for Heller's message in the noisy and chaotic voice, and soon he recognized Heller's cry with all his strength: "Everyone, don't panic, listen to my command now, everyone check each other first. If you are not injured, then follow me to the arsenal to get a weapon if you are not injured, and prepare to fight!"
He followed the sound to find the edge of the concrete floor. Heller, who was full of anxiety and anger, was trying to organize the frightened young people. Maybe the usual training worked, maybe they were more or less used to the fire, The young female soldiers restored some order.
The disheveled Khalid also stood beside Heller and looked around anxiously. When he saw Cheng Mo and Athena, his face showed a gleam of joy. He raised his hand high and shouted loudly: "Lei Mr. Kotzka, this way! This way!"
Cheng Mo took Athena and trotted over, he saw someone injured, lying in a pool of blood and moaning helplessly; he saw the blank sadness on the face of the young man who was still in high spirits just now, and he didn't feel lucky for the rest of his life at all. He saw some female soldiers weeping silently, and the crystal tears flowed down their smoke-stained cheeks, leaving two tear stains.
He didn't look too much, he quickened his pace and walked to Heller's side.Cheng Mo knew that it was meaningless to look for Heller at this time, so he asked loudly against the deafening gunfire, "Heller, where is Colonel Tamer?"
Heller glanced at Cheng Mo, and said quickly: "I don't know, it should be in the temple, where our command center is. There are also underground fortifications there, you can go there first!"
Cheng Mo nodded, "OK."
The anxious Heller didn't bother to pay attention to it, and walked to the female soldiers and shouted loudly: "Now, everyone, check to see if anyone around you is injured. If anyone is injured, send it to the hospital immediately. Those who are not injured will follow me to the armory."
Cheng Mo thought to himself that it was indeed a tiger father without a dog daughter, and Heller was not too flustered in this situation, and was able to organize people.But it's none of his business. He looked at Khaled and asked, "Are you with us, or what?"
Khalid looked at Heller's back, he clenched his fist, then turned his head and whispered to Cheng Mo, "I'll go with you."
Cheng Mo didn't waste any time, pulling Athena towards the temple.
It is still safe now, probably because the first wave of attacks has passed, and there are only a few wisps of white smoke left in the dark blue sky, but thick smoke billows from several places in the town.
The war broke out at an inadvertent time point, without warning.
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When Cheng Mo found Colonel Tamer, the soldier who was as hard as a rock was already devastated by the sudden attack.Several missiles hit the men's barracks, women's barracks, weapon depots, and food and material storage depots of the Querds respectively. Only the high-level Querds knew the exact coordinates of these places.Such a precise strike shows that the other party has a deep understanding of them, which makes Colonel Tamer have to be afraid.
To make matters worse, they still don't know who their opponent is. Logically speaking, only the Zhengfu army or the Turqi army has the ability to launch missiles, and neither of these two parties is likely to cross over a large area of other free armies. Like the jihadist brigade and al-Nusra Front's actual control areas, come and attack them.
All of this was a bit unbelievable, so Colonel Tamer didn't know whether to let Cheng Mo and Athena go or stay. He could only say that he had to find a way to find out who the enemy was before making a decision.
Colonel Tamer sent Cheng Mo, Athena, and Khaled to the underground bunker, and arranged a separate room for them, telling them to wait for a while and then hurried away.But in the underground bunker, the underground bunker where you can't see or hear the outside sound is even more disturbing.
Khalid walked around the room anxiously for a while, then knelt down on the ground again, and began to pray in a low voice.
Cheng Mo fell into deep thought. The situation that Colonel Tamer told him made him suspect that the attack was aimed at him and Athena. If this was the case, then the situation would be quite unfavorable for him. The opponent had no intention of attacking the Kurds, but just asked the Kurds to hand him and Athena over, then the two of them would be very dangerous.
Such speculation made Cheng Mo hesitate whether to preemptively strike or wait and see.
Only Athena was completely unaware of the danger, and sat on a chair quite leisurely, holding the military kettle and sipping the "Monster and Moonlight" that Cheng Mo tuned for him last night.
Cheng Mo thought about it carefully, and felt that no matter what, he couldn't do nothing and just wait.He stood up, walked to Athena's side and said softly in French: "I'm going out to find out the situation, you must wait for me here, no matter who asks you to leave, you can't agree, you must wait for me to come back."
Athena nodded, "If someone wants to force me to leave, can I kill someone?"
Cheng Mo was surprised that Athena, who did her own way, would want to ask for his permission. He hesitated and said, "It's okay if you have to."
"Okay." Athena said holding the military kettle.
Cheng Mo wondered if he had fallen into some kind of hallucination. Athena changed her indifference that was difficult to communicate and became cute and cute. Suddenly, he couldn't accept it, and stared at Athena for a while.
Seeing Cheng Mo's expression was very strange, Athena asked, "Is there anything else?"
"No more." Cheng Mo shook his head, and he walked towards the door. When he opened the door, he took another deep look at Athena, thinking: Why did Athena, who behaved so logically, suddenly become elusive?
Cheng Mo still couldn't figure out why Athena disrespected him so much, but now is not the time to think about it.Cheng Mo put aside the troubled question, closed the door and took a closer look. Perhaps because of the sudden incident, Colonel Tamer did not send anyone to guard him, and the entire underground bunker was not guarded, which made him almost useless. Take any risk, you can get out of the underground bunker.
The underground bunker under the temple basically looks like an underground parking lot, but there are many separate small rooms separated around it.At this moment, a lot of people had already sheltered in the bunker square, most of them were old, weak, sick, women and children. They were sitting on the ground on blankets, and almost everyone was praying.
The sound of children crying, chanting scriptures, and panicked conversations echoed in the claustrophobic space.Due to poor air circulation, many people were crowded inside the bunker, and the air was even more filthy, with an unpleasant smell of mutton.
Cheng Mo held his breath and walked quickly towards the exit, countering the flow of people coming down the stairs, and quietly walked to Colonel Tamer's office on the second floor.He hid at the corner of the stairs, poured energy into his cochlea, and used his super hearing to monitor. Except for the continuous gunshots in the distance, there were only people in Tamer's office on the second floor, and the ringing of the phone and the intercom kept coming and going. Cheng Mo listened carefully. They were all about the reports on the battle situation on the front line and the damage of each unit. These messages were of little use to Cheng Mo.
He continued up the stairs and found no one on the third floor, so he searched the third floor, used the "Seven Sins" to open the living room door where he had dinner that morning, and quietly entered the room.The view here is excellent, and you can see almost the entire town from a height.He stood by the window and looked out. There was continuous gunfire from the east and north, and the flames were constantly flickering above the city wall.When the fire is fierce, it can illuminate half of the dark sky.According to Cheng Mo's observation that the Kurdish people occupy a geographical advantage, if the opponent does not have tanks or helicopters, it is very difficult to break through a city with a tall wall.
However, not long after Cheng Mo's judgment was made, he heard the sound of the airflow caused by the rotation of the helicopter's rotor. Cheng Mo took a closer look and saw that three Apache gunships appeared above the northern city wall, and a series of rockets poured down like a meteor shower. Down below, a violent explosion resounded through the sky, and then smoke and dust billowed upwards, half the town was lit up by flames.
Cheng Mo thought something was wrong, the Apache gunship was not the equipment of the government army, and it was unlikely to be the equipment of the Turchi army, so its appearance was too suspicious.But it doesn't look like the Lighthouse Troops are attacking. If it was the Lighthouse Troops, the amount of missiles projected at the beginning would have been a little less.
Just when he was puzzled, he heard noisy footsteps on the temple square. He looked down and saw a group of people carrying stretchers towards the temple.Infusing energy into the pupils, Cheng Mo saw Dr. Azar and Colonel Tamer guarding him.
Cheng Mo hurried out from the living room on the third floor, ran to the stairs on the second floor and waited with bated breath.He heard that the group of people did not go down to the underground bunker, but went upstairs, and immediately went up to the third floor cautiously, hiding at the corner of the stairs and watching what happened.
After a while, a group of people seemed to enter Colonel Tamer's office.Cheng Mo walked lightly to the third floor and re-entered the living room on the third floor, which was right above Colonel Tamer's office. He bent down, put his ear on the wooden floor, turned on the super hearing, collected Soundwave below.
Soon Cheng Mo could distinguish Colonel Tamer's rough and deep voice from the noisy voice.
"Boss, you should go into the underground bunker. The second floor is not safe enough. Those terrorists may not dare to bomb the temple."
"It doesn't matter where you hide." Doctor Azar gasped, "The Creator will not favor the timid."
"Chief, why don't you consider handing over those two foreigners? Now that the Lighthouse Army is involved, we can't resist at all. As long as we hand over those two people, we will."
"Tamer!" Dr. Azar snapped. "If we do this, how will we Querds uphold the belief in justice?"
"Justice can't save the Querds!" Senior Colonel Tamer said unwillingly.
Dr. Azar sneered: "Do you think they will let us go if we hand over Dr. Reketska and Dr. Wendy?"
Senior Colonel Tamer whispered, "At least we hand them over, and the Beacon Army will retreat, without missiles and air support, just relying on the troops of the Mujahideen Brigade, Nusra Front, ISAF and National Committee we are sure Can resist the past."
Doctor Azar sighed, and said softly: "Tamer, we have fought side by side for so many years, do you think I have misjudged the strategy?"
"What should I do?"
Dr. Azar was silent for a while, and said firmly: "Call Heller over here, and ask Heller to bring some people to escort Dr. Reketska and Dr. Wendy out of the base. Let's stick to Ashura first. Temporary retreat"
Cheng Mo thought: "Our Chinese language is still extensive and profound. If a Chinese is here as a commander, he will definitely use a strategic approach. It is too frustrating to retreat temporarily. I just don't know if Saudi language has a strategic approach." Such vocabulary."
"Retreat?" Senior Colonel Tamer exclaimed, "If we retreat, we will lose the foundation we have been operating for so long? Seeing that the oil field can only be operated after the oil extraction machine is in place! We just give up like this???"
"It's not like we won't come back!"
"What else can I get back then?" Colonel Tamer's voice was angry and sad.
"As long as the person is still there, as long as the belief is still there, it will be possible."
"leader."
"If you still think I'm the leader, just do as I say." Doctor Azar's tone was soft but extremely firm, "We Querds will never be treacherous."
The two downstairs were silent for a long time before Senior Colonel Tamer sighed and said, "Yes, leader."
"You go and invite Dr. Reketska and Dr. Wendy up, and I'll have a few more words with them."
Hearing this, Cheng Mo got up quickly, quietly walked out of the living room on the third floor, quickly went downstairs from the stairs farther from the office, and returned to the underground bunker.
The other party really came towards him and Athena, which made him a little worried.Even if the Kurds hadn't betrayed them, they couldn't activate the carrier. On such an unsheltered Gobi, the convoy was a live target for the air force, and it was extremely difficult to escape the professional army's pursuit.
According to this formation, maybe the enemy has already discovered their identities, and there may be a Chosen One, but the Chosen One didn't show up at the first time, maybe because of the scruples of Athena.
Even if the other party had some scruples, the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse, and the road to escape became extremely difficult and uncertain.
(End of this chapter)
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