The King and the Priest[Comprehensive]

Friends who take pleasure in chatting and gossip on forums have discovered that they are witnessing the rising of a great writer.

Ah, no, it seems a bit exaggerated to say "literary magnate"?

In short, in short, it can almost express the meaning of the unknown!

Probably in the past few days, a high-rise building that has been topped as a hot post frequently appeared on the homepage of the chat area, attracting many bored netizens to click in and visit.

This post is really eye-catching. In the vast sea of ​​posts, as long as it appears, you can definitely see it at a glance.

Because, among all the posts that posted high-rise buildings, only this one title was completely incomprehensible gibberish.

Even after clicking in, the content that the host suspected to have posted several times in a second is also garbled.

All you melon lovers, you have to persevere until you turn the page, so that you can see that the host finally speaks human language that everyone can understand in a way that does not listen to human language...

However, take a closer look:

Ok?

Ok? ? ?

It turned out to be the case.

That is to say, after the well-known gay duo Solomon Fan and Solomon Black on this forum, there is another new star who is a fanatic fan of historical figures!

The historical figure who was lucky to be shot this time was the famous ancient Egyptian pharaoh, Ramses II.

The host of this post is definitely a hardcore fan of Ramses II, and you can get a glimpse of it from the attitude of never replying to this post.

From ten days on, the host who had exposed his identity as a second iron fan began to write poems in his own posts.

It's real poetry, not fake, and it's not the kind of half-understood random writing.

The poem takes praising the great pharaoh Ramses as its unswerving theme, praising that pharaoh in all aspects over and over again.

once a day.

Sometimes it can be done twice.

The friends who first saw this battle (tiger’s body startled): "?"

I almost thought that I had encountered some strange change——no, people.

At first, everyone thought that this fan who was so fanatical that he typed out a page of garbled characters was weird, and he looked panic-stricken, but they didn't expect to observe a few more times and found that this person is still very good.

Just the poems he wrote.

The first few songs give people the feeling of a newcomer's first attempt. Although they are not too bad, they are not very good either, and there are a lot of grammatical words mixed in them.

But it's only been a few days, and the following poems are visible to the naked eye, and they have made great progress.

With question marks on their heads, the forum friends looked at the drastically changed words, and then watched the host grow into a "forum writer" by leaps and bounds. They almost thought that this was some great poet who was really bored and went to an unknown novel. Forum to sway pen and ink.

If you don't read the whole text, all the poems surrounding Ramses II have a common feature. It is hard to believe that the poems that have changed so much before and after are all written by the same person.

This landlord's writing style is particularly gorgeous. In his writing, no matter whether the period is before or after, one can find the same special rhythm.

Most of the forum members couldn't tell how to describe this rhythm.

I just feel that, no matter when, no matter which poem, from those simple or obscure words, people who don’t understand poetry can understand that there are...

Yes, that's right, it's an extraordinarily deep "feeling".

He doesn't chat with anyone, and probably doesn't read the content of his posts, as if all the time he can allocate to the forum is spent pouring all emotions into poetry.

In the past, people thought that only face-to-face or written communication could be called "communication".

But when they met such a strange landlord who was devoted to writing poems, they changed their minds, thinking that just watching this person write his poems with a sullen head and cold heart, they had "communicated" with him to a certain extent.

Because, just by reading the text, you can feel the whole state of mind of "him".

Adoration, love, and unfailing trust in that great Pharaoh...

I can vaguely find some clues, the inferiority complex I feel for my insignificance, the determination to use my life to follow the light...

——I can’t tell what kind of complicated emotions they are.

——But it touched the bottom of people's hearts.

"Hmph, isn't it just to watch people write some poems, what's so touching about me?"

"Hmph, it's as if you and La Er really know each other, and you can really follow him. Wake up, there is no future for secret love across timelines!"

"Hmph, obviously I like La Er very much, why can't I write poems!"

The altar friends proudly expressed that it was unreasonable that they would be moved, and at the same time couldn't help but check in every day to watch.

Then, just like that, he fell into the pit as expected.

After watching the flirting with the gay guy next door every day, a large group of people moved their positions together in a very tacit understanding, and ran to the gibberish love poem post to stay.

——Ah, "Love Poetry Sticker" is a joking title.

Because the great prophet who once said that the gay guy next door is definitely a gay guy made complaints about it, and the poster wrote the garbled code, which is clearly a love poem, okay?You nerds who have never been in love, don't underestimate the love that can transcend time and space!

Well, it doesn't matter whether it is a love poem or any other poem.

The poster of "Love Poetry Post", a legendary man (should be a man) who influenced most of the forum users almost instantly, his unrequited love for Ramesses II (everyone thinks that thousands of years of time and space) has become a new hot topic of discussion.

Every time he updates, he will get countless enthusiastic replies, which inevitably include the content of friends fighting.

Yes, the poster doesn’t care about people. One of the ways for forum members to find their own sense of presence is to borrow places to fight.

Topics covered are roughly:

"Who is the true love of Ramesses II in history", "Does the war part updated by the host today refer to the battle between Ramesses II and the Hittites", "I unilaterally declare that the host and Ramses II locked the key I'm not allowed to refute" and so on——

Everyone pinched the wind and the flames became very lively, and the host stayed out of the matter, as if he hadn't seen it at a glance.

Of course, it is also possible that this person actually read each word one by one, but he was so cold that he didn't bother to talk to them.

"Gaoling Zhihua Dashen Stick", a nickname that sounds full of love and hate, began to spread from this time.

After all, in the imaginary pictures of all the altar friends, the host is not only tall and cold, but also has a nagging temperament. In the era of Laer that he was thinking about, [-]% is a good material for being a priest!

[Speaking of the landlord, can you talk about your views on Ramses II in a way that is not poetry?Although you write like this, no one can say that it is not true, but it always feels like something is missing...]

It was suggested that way.

[God stick, to be honest, you can't really - have such a deep obsession with a historical figure?Why!I'm ashamed to say it's not love! 】

Someone was joking like that.

It's true that I didn't expect to get a reply.

It is also true that I want to keep watching, seeing what kind of poems this strange and inexplicably interesting poster can write, and how long he can last.

Therefore, without any doubt, this strange "Love Poetry Post" was dubbed the God of the Town Altar Post, and the popularity will only remain high for a long time.

Of course, the host of the high-cold magic stick did not disappoint the majority of fans.

He has been updating, writing unremittingly, his eternal love for the lord——

……

The annual Opate Festival has finally come under the eyes of everyone.

Every year on this day, the banks of the Nile will sound the sound of celebration that spreads throughout the country.

People put on new clothes, brought excitement, and crowded in the place where they could clearly see the middle of the road.

The flower boat carrying the statue of Amun sailed out of the Karnak Temple, and the royal nobles headed by the pharaoh also stepped out of the palace and embarked on a walk to the Karnak Temple.

This is a day when all peoples can look at the true faces of god-kings and pharaohs.

This is a day when all peoples can bask in the supreme bounty bestowed by the gods.

Petals spilled from the hands of the children, and the adults tried their best to smooth out the wrinkles on their new clothes, their faces shrouded in the red light that only belonged to this festival.

The bards swam through the crowd like fish, and they sang loudly so that everyone could hear their voices:

"Look at the sun rising high, shining on the earth from the beginning of the world."

"The great god, the supreme Ra brought the water of the Nile River from the ground to the ground, bringing endless vitality to the ground."

"Look at the majestic man wearing the red and white crown. He is the incarnation of Ra on earth. He is our pharaoh. He brings us harvest and prosperity. No one is more noble than him."

"The beautiful princess stood beside the pharaoh wearing divine ornaments. She was so graceful and kind, just like the goddess Isis who was leaning on Osiris' knee..."

You come to me, the enthusiastic voice is constantly singing.

All the important people who participated in this grand parade were sung in the poem, except for the pharaoh and the queen, the prince, princess and Vihir who were also in the procession were not missed.

But, who is still missing?

There should be an extremely important character who should occupy a large proportion in the song, but has not appeared until now?

The poets seem to have lost their memory for a while, and they kept their tongues at the same time—until the cheers around them seemed to change their tune quietly, they began to sing:

"I don't know when the girls began to look forward to it, and they couldn't help but feel emotional. The boys should have been sad, but they couldn't help but wait and see."

"Look, before seeing that lord, the people who have been dumped are already crazy about him."

"Not behind the Pharaoh, not in the parade. It's the stars, it's the moon. The lord who monopolizes the favor of the Goddess of Beauty is on the holy ship covered with flowers."

An annual repertoire from previous years is about to be staged.

The holy ship sailed slowly from afar, and finally came to a place where everyone could clearly see it at a glance.

The shrine was lifted up by a group of strong priests, reflecting dazzling golden light in the sun.

And on the side of the shrine.

A person was originally blocked, but he took a few steps forward.

The stone of fate hanging in his hair should be the first thing that caught the eyes of everyone on the shore.

The sapphires that looked like elongated water droplets were embellished between the slightly curly blond hair like the most gorgeous satin, and the tassels of the same color swayed under the high priest's ears, shining like starlight.