Chapter 30 fantasy queen

I came to the ruins of Tadmur.I was already exhausted from the long journey, so I lay down on the grass and put my pillow on it.Surrounded by some huge stone piles, the years uprooted them and made them lie down on the ground, like a few corpses left on the battlefield after a wasteful battle.I can't help thinking and contemplating: How many respectable behemoths in the world have turned into dust and ruins in the end, and only a mere piece of grass remains in the world. When night falls, everything that is not related to each other puts on the cloak of silence. At this time, I feel the fragrance around me, like old wine, which makes people intoxicated and obsessed.I inhaled this aroma involuntarily, feeling as if many invisible hands were tearing my head, closing my eyelids, and freeing my soul from fetters.Then, the earth shook, and a magical force threw me up.Then, I found myself in a garden, where exotic flowers competed for glory and beauty, unimaginably fresh and gorgeous; surrounded by a group of young girls who only cultivated beauty and covered their bodies; They walked lightly beside me, their feet never touching the grass; they sang songs made of dreams of love, and played guitars made of ivory with gold strings in their hands.I came to a clearing, and in the center was a throne inlaid with pearls and gems, which poured out the brilliance of the rainbow: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple.The maidens stood on the left and right, singing the hymn even louder; they all looked in one direction, from which came the sweet fragrance.Then, a queen appeared from the fragrant sea of ​​flowers, and walked slowly towards the throne.When she sat down, a flock of pigeons, white as snow, landed at her feet one after another, circling her like a crescent moon.

The girls surrounded the queen, singing her glory in unison, and the cigarettes curled up into the sky.I stood there, looking at this fairyland that no one has ever seen, and listening to this wonderful sound that no one has ever heard. At this time, the queen raised her hand, and all movements stopped immediately.The queen spoke, and her voice made my heart tremble like the hands of a musician plucking the strings.Her words had a magical effect on everything around her, as if everything was listening to her: "Man! I am the hostess of the fantasy stage, and I invite you to come and visit; I am the queen of the forest of dreams, I am I let you stand in front of me. Please obey my entrustment and tell it in front of people: The fantasy city is like a new house, and the gatekeeper is a majestic giant, and only people in wedding dresses are allowed to enter. Here is a Paradise is guarded by the god of love. If anyone wants to pass by, there must be a brand of love on his forehead. Here is the imaginary field: the river is like wine, the fragrance is overflowing, the birds are like angels flying around, the colors are charming, and the fragrance is tangy , only the sons of dreams shall set foot on this land. Tell the people: I gave them a grove of wine full of joy, and they poured it out—and out of folly, the god of darkness poured melancholy But people drink to their heart's content and get drunk. You tell people: Only those whose fingers are on my chords and whose eyes are on my throne can play beautiful notes on the guitar of life. Isaiah used my love as a thread to turn philosophy into psalms; John spoke for me and narrated what he saw in his dreams; Dante could not travel the soul without my guidance. I am a metaphor I am the reality, embracing the reality; I am the reality, showing the loneliness of the heart; I am a witness, I can clarify the deeds of God. Please say to people: "The mind has a territory higher than the objective world, and the clouds of joy cannot confuse it." its heavens; and imaginary pictures are painted in the heavens of the gods, and are reflected in the mirror of the mind, so that the soul's hopes may become reality once the soul is freed from the world. "

The fantasy queen drew me to Lu Lie's side with her imaginative eyes.She kissed my hot lips and said, "You tell people this truth: Whoever does not live on the stage of dreams is a slave of time." At this time, the singing of the girls went straight to the sky, and the cigarettes were wrapped around, covering the sight and making everything illusory.Then the earth shook, and I found myself still in that lamentable ruin.At this time, the sky had already broken dawn, and the morning glow was all over the sky, seeming to be smiling.I couldn't help Qian Nan said: "Whoever doesn't live on the stage of dreams is a slave to the years!"