Hard-hearted girl, don't just advertise.
You are as hard as stone and as cold as ice.
I must send the screams to hell.
Walk into my depressed chest,
Instead of the tone in my daily conversation,
Yelling in that terrible voice,
Happiness and satisfaction.
What you did and the trauma I suffered.
I feel like vomiting when I call the sign.
My little blood, inch by inch heartbreak.
Look, this is not a harmonious song,
? But this is a terrible lament,
From the depths of my painful chest,
Out of strong resentment and sadness,
With this, I can relieve my depression,
Maybe it can also touch your melancholy.
The lion's roar, the wolf's howl,
The poisonous snakes with colored scales hiss and scream,
? The evil cry of the mandrill sea monster,
It indicates that the ominous crow croakes,
The unbearable wind and the struggle between heaven and earth,
Roll up the rough waves in the sea,
The defeated bull Yunu didn't rest.
A breathless roar,
The thrush of the lost couple croaked tactfully,
? The jealous owl cried strangely,
Ghosts cry in hell,
Synthetic noise.
Contains complex and intricate emotions,
Chorus helps me vent my troubles in my chest.
It's important to tell my sadness that goes deep into the bone marrow.
You must use an unusual tone.
? The golden beaches at the bottom of the tahoe River,
Olives in the forest on both sides of the Bede River
Can't hear this tragic echo;
I only go to remote valleys and mountains,
Or lonely and desolate poor suburbs,
Or a deserted beach,
Or where the sun can't shine,
? Or the Nile in Libya.
Those swarms of poisonous insects and wild animals
Tell me how my heart is broken,
Mobilize my dying stiff tongue
Say the indelible language.
I scold you mercilessly and lament intermittently.
Only filled with this desolate and cold plateau;
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The poem "Don Quixote" by Griseau Mustor describes Marcella very meanly and viciously, but people who are familiar with her say Marcella is a well-behaved and kind-hearted person, and is by no means the devil in the poem. Marcela, a shepherdess, is also the only figure the author likes in her works. She has unparalleled beauty, legendary beauty isolated from the world, and this girl who loves at first sight, such as Daphne who shot Cupid's arrow in ancient Greek mythology, refused all men's pursuit. It was equivalent to a silent spirit of resistance to ethics at that time.
Let's appreciate marcela's defense:
I heard that true love is exclusive and should be voluntary, not forced. I believe this is right. Then, why should I force myself to love you just because you say you love me very much? If God doesn't make me beautiful, but makes me ugly, do I have reason to complain that you don't love me? Besides, you should think about it. I didn't find the beauty myself. Some of my beauty is a gift from God. I didn't ask or choose.
For example, although a poisonous snake kills people, it is not a crime to be poisonous, because it is born. No wonder I'm beautiful. The beauty of a well-behaved woman is like a flame and a sword in the distance; If you don't come near, the fire won't burn you and the sword won't hurt you.
Chastity is the beauty of the soul. Without this beauty, no beautiful body is beautiful. Some people just want to be happy and try their best to deprive the right person of their virginity. Chastity is the most beautiful virtue of body and mind. Should a beautiful woman fulfill her wish just because a man loves her beauty and ignores her virginity? I am a free man, and I want to travel freely, so I choose a quiet outdoor life.
Green trees in the mountains are companions, and clear springs are mirrors; Green trees know my heart, and clear springs see my face. I am a fire in the distance, not a sword around me.
Source: Don Quixote? The 14 is an excerpt from Gleason's sad poems.