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Version 1: the story of Daphne and Apollo (I like this short version)

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Once, Apollo saw little love god Cupid playing with bows and arrows. He rudely warned Cupid: "Hey, bows and arrows are very dangerous things, so children should not play casually."

It turns out that little love god Cupid has two very special arrows. Anyone who is hit by his golden arrow will immediately ignite the passion of love. People who are shot by lead bullets will hate love very much.

Cupid didn't believe what Apollo said. He shot an arrow of love at Apollo when he was not looking, and Apollo immediately had a strong desire for love.

Just then, a beautiful girl named Daphne came. Naughty Cupid shot a blunt lead arrow at Daphne. Daphne, who was shot by a blunt arrow, immediately had a great dislike for love.

At this time, Apollo, who was shot by the arrow of love, had fallen in love with Daphne deeply and immediately expressed his affection for her. But Daphne was very unhappy and said, "Go away, I hate love! Stay away from me! " As he spoke, he ran into the valley like an antelope.

But Apollo didn't lose heart in the pursuit of Daphne. He picked up the harp and played beautiful music. No matter who hears Apollo's piano, he can't help coming to listen to his performance.

Daphne, who was hiding in the mountains, heard the beautiful piano and was intoxicated unconsciously. She followed the piano to Apollo.

Apollo, who was hiding behind a big stone and playing the harp, immediately jumped out and hugged Daphne.

Daphne ran away when she saw Apollo. Arrow chased after him and shouted, "I am not your enemy, nor a fierce beast, nor an unreasonable savage." Why are you avoiding me? "

Although Apollo kept shouting at Daphne in the back, Daphne still ignored it and continued to gallop forward.

However, Daphne can't outrun Apollo. After running for a long time, Daphne was exhausted and out of breath. At last she fell to the ground, and when she saw Apollo, she was about to catch up. Daphne was so anxious that she shouted, "Help! Help! "

At this time, his father Peneas heard his daughter's cry for help and immediately turned her into a laurel tree with divine power.

I saw Daphne's hair turned into leaves, her wrists into branches, her legs into trunks, her feet and toes into roots, deeply rooted in the soil.

Apollo saw it and regretted it. He hugged Guishu sadly and said, "Although you can't be my wife, I will always love you. I will use your branches and leaves as my laurel, your wood as my harp and your flowers as my bow. At the same time, I will give you eternal youth, never getting old. "

Daphne, who became a laurel tree, was deeply moved and nodded her thanks. Perhaps because of Apollo's blessing, laurel is evergreen all year round and is a very popular plant.

Analysis:

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Greek mythology is a dazzling gem in the history of human literature, and the ancient legends of any country can't match it in thought, art and integrity. Among them, a large number of well-known heroes and their deeds strongly shocked our hearts.

If heroes (including gods with similar experiences to human heroes) are the main body of Greek mythology, then inner love is a very important tributary. The misery of Io, the helplessness of Europa, the abnormal revenge of Medea, and the ardent jealousy of Tianhou all give us infinite reverie.

Among many loves, the story of Daphne and Apollo is so sad that it makes people cry. When Cupid's lead arrow hit her, the story was doomed to end in tragedy. The story chooses Apollo, the god who plays a decisive role in the sacred world and is full of sadness, as the undertaker of this tragedy. He has great power, and the dragon's blood has proved brilliant, even Achilles has become vulnerable in front of him. He is also a musician, and his harp and singing make the gods envy the shepherd's pastoral life. However, he could not get rid of the ridicule of fate, revenged his son and was banished to earth for 9 years, and another son was burned alive in his sun carriage.

Version 2: The Story of Daphne and Apollo

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I run in the impenetrable forest, even if I suddenly become a laurel tree, I swear I will never touch that bleak love again.

My name is Daphne. The Statue of Liberty.

The goddess Olympus is a dime a dozen, and I am just an unknown little god. My life is very easy. Every morning, I will sing in the forest, and the songs will fly over the leaves and float into the sky. River gods are often infected by my songs, surface and sing with me. He gave me a ring made of leaves, which was very green. I wear it on my blond hair. Several colorful birds fly in the sky, and my reflection is reflected in the lake. The river god said, Daphne, you smile like Cynthia.

I once met Cynthia, the beautiful and dust-free moon goddess, at a holy meeting to celebrate Zeus' birthday. I can't describe my panic and shock at that moment. Originally, I only heard countless praises and praises for her, and I also knew a lot of rumors about her, but I was knocked down by seeing a legend so truly.

It turns out that there is such a woman who can shine when she sits up and laughs, and silence is enough to impress others.

Any woman who sees her will feel guilty and tremble for her rough appearance. Whoever has the courage to look her in the eye will become gravel in the dust and it is difficult to breathe.

Only a permanent virgin would smell so strange. Luna has always been the holy god that all goddesses admire and yearn for, and I am no exception. I am full of yearning and admiration for Cynthia. Like a caterpillar's love for a butterfly. Because I have rich expectations, I can maintain a bleak life. How I long that one day, I will be like her, with a halo in my smile. Even, I am willing to be an unknown maid beside her, and I can follow her every day, hunting in the lush forest during the day and singing on the moon at night.

When the party broke up, the gods sang hymns. I found a position closest to Luna and stared at her. She faced Zeus solemnly, without any emotion.

I have heard many rumors about her. Rumor has it that she is strange and cold, always covering her moving face with a veil. Once a god fell in love with her, kissed her sleeping face, and woke up into a breeze. It is also said that a poet fell in love with her and climbed to the top of the Alps on a full moon night, shouting her name. Later, the poet went crazy, and since then, the poet has been more or less mentally fragile.

Is she really as rumored? How can there be such a lonely woman in the celestial world where other people's emotional stories are flying all over the sky?

I'm sure that from beginning to end, she didn't even look at me, even though my eyes never left her step.

Growing up on Mount Olympus, I was bathed in all kinds of scandals and used to love and hate. There is no difference between the feelings of God and human beings, but because God is a better race than human beings, it is easier to pursue novelty, and no one will be unique. I prefer to pursue my ideal and protect the moon with luna.

However, what a luxurious dream it is. I bowed my head in dismay, the gods dispersed in succession, and I slowly returned to my own forest. The river god said, Daphne, Daphne, why are you moping?

I said sadly how much I envy Cynthia.

The river god smiled and said, why do you envy her?

I said, she is perfect, I am the height of my dream, I want to guard my purity like her and live forever.

The river god said, Daphne, you are just a child, and all you see is a holy face. In fact, no one can avoid the entanglement of love robbery, even Cynthia can't avoid custom. She loved her servant Elvung in those days, but she never got his love in return. Later, she accidentally killed her lover at sea, so she blocked her feelings and became so cold-blooded and desperate.

Why all the love I have heard is so bitter and tragic, but the moon god who gave up love seems so calm and calm. Maybe life without love is no different. I naively asked the river god, if I can, can I choose not to experience love? I just want to live happily alone, go hunting in the forest like Cynthia, and sit on the moon and sing.

The river god ignored me, and he plunged into the water, leaving me alone to stare at the water.

Suddenly, I saw a shadow of beautiful boy rushing by. I looked up. Oh, it's him, the handsome sun god Apollo. The prince in the eyes of many goddesses. He is so affectionate, so handsome, but so indifferent. He shuttles through the sun every day, striking and proud. I smiled and quickly disappeared into the jungle.

I was injured by an arrow.

When I was unprepared. I looked up and saw Cupid. He covered his mouth in horror, and his bow and arrow fell to the ground, watching me fall in a pool of blood.

This ..... Cupid lost his opinion. It seems that he seldom makes such mistakes.

I held back the pain of the wound and stood up with a tree beside me, ready to leave this embarrassing scene.

Cupid suddenly woke up at this time. He shouted, where are you going?

I stopped, looked back at him in panic and said, Never mind, Cupid, no one will know what happened today.

Cupid came up to me, looked at my bleeding wound, frowned and said, What's your name?

I smiled and said, my name is Daphne. I grew up in this forest.

Daphne, Cupid smiled. You are a beautiful woman.

I smiled politely, and Cupid went on to say, I want to pay for today's things with one of your wishes. You tell me what your greatest wish is, and I will help you realize it.

I said, my wish is that your arrow of love never hits me.

Cupid looked at me in surprise and said, why? All the goddesses surrounded me, hoping that I could shoot an arrow at their sweetheart. Why did you refuse the arrow of love?

I said, your arrow can only hit your sweetheart at the moment, not forever. If love can't last forever, please allow me to alienate.

Cupid said, you are really a special woman. Ok, I will agree to your request, but maybe you will regret it.

I smiled and shook my head and said that my greatest wish is to be a perfect goddess like luna. Although I know how extravagant this dream is.

Cupid also said that if you hadn't spoken first, I would have fallen in love with you. Your name is Daphne, right? Daphne, I think I would have fallen in love with you if you hadn't asked me first.

I'm a little sad, love. Is this karma? Because you shot me by mistake? Just because my request is a little special?

Knowing the possibility of injury early and choosing not to jump off the fire cliff should be the wisest choice. I said to Cupid, dear Cupid, you promised not to shoot your arrow at me because I am a woman who doesn't need love.

Cupid said that everything has a destiny, and forced reversal can only bring disaster.

Is there a greater disaster than love? There shouldn't be, so I insisted and smiled calmly in his regretful eyes.

Since then, Cupid has been around me frequently. It started as a chance encounter. Finally, I have to admit how intentional this is.

However, he never mentioned anything about love. We look like old friends who have known each other for years. Sometimes we chat together by the river, and sometimes we sing together among the sheep. Everything seems so natural, there is nothing wrong with it.

One day, the river god told me meaningfully that Daphne, the goddess of love, fell in love with you at first sight.

I said, do you think so? I thought it was my illusion.

He said that he was used to seeing the joys and sorrows of men and women, and it was not easy to fall in love with anyone. Maybe you should cherish his feelings.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from Apollo. He is wearing a deerskin coat, with deep eyes and blond hair. I suddenly felt a little flustered. I suddenly got into a dense tree. Every time I see him, I subconsciously hide. I don't know why I did this and why I avoided him.

Daphne. Cupid didn't know when he appeared behind me and looked at me in the leaves in confusion. Why are you here?

I blushed a little, trying to find an excuse for my strange behavior, but in any case, I couldn't find anyone to convince myself, so I had to pretend to be calm and come out.

Cupid held a wreath made of lilies in his hand and said to me, Daphne, I flew all over four countries yesterday and found 100 lilies with the same shape. I made them into garlands and gave them to you.

I was surprised to take his wreath and put it on my head. A beautiful shadow was reflected in the lake, and I couldn't help dancing. That's Lombardy, widely praised by the gods. I learned this special dance when I was very young. It is said that when my sweetheart came, this dance made him understand how much you love him-I was a little embarrassed and stopped dancing, but Cupid froze. He came and took my hand, and I shyly dodged. Cupid said, Daphne, Daphne. Won't you change your faith for me?

I looked down and didn't answer him. I dare not look into his fiery eyes.

Cupid squeezed my hand tighter, Daphne, okay? I fell in love with you at first sight Don't you understand?

I shook my head and said, Dear Cupid, forgive me for not accepting your love. I want to be a saint like luna. Please forgive me.

Cupid said angrily, as long as I am willing to shoot Cynthia with an arrow, she will immediately fall madly in love with someone.

I said in horror, Love God, Love God, please don't destroy the perfection of luna, please! It's not that I haven't heard of her love. When a woman like her approaches love, she is bound to bleed profusely. I hope she is as calm and happy as she is now. Please don't ruin her peace and happiness.

Cupid is the center of my supplication. He sighed and turned away in dismay.

I was a little helpless and called the river god. The river god said sullenly, Daphne, my child, how could you hurt Cupid like this? How much he loves you.

I don't know why, a familiar face suddenly appeared in my mind. This is the face I have been avoiding. I dare not look directly at it, dare not speculate ... how could it be him, how could it be him ... I calmed my mind and my sudden heartbeat. However, a familiar voice came from a distance. I have to admit, I am extremely sensitive to this sound. No matter which direction it comes from, it will be accurately captured by me. I'm a little scared. How about not hiding once?

Apollo, the happy and distant sun god, Zeus' favorite son.

He likes flowers, and all the flowers are open to him. The most infatuated sunflower, even for him, has decided its own growth direction.

He likes water, and all the water will shine and shine when he sees him.

He likes people to laugh, so people choose to sleep in the dark, afraid of disturbing the peace of luna, and cook during the day in order to bear his joy. ...

I silently repeated these words related to him, trying to give myself brave encouragement.

So many people like him and worship him, even if I pay attention to him, why do I feel nervous and want to escape when I see him?

He often comes to this forest to hunt. I have forgotten when I started to pay attention to him, but he never paid attention to me once. I am an ordinary little god, like a grain of sand. I don't even have a title. There are too many talented and capable goddesses around him. Even if he noticed me, I would have expected the end of the story. I finally admitted my love, but it was timidly abandoned by love. Protect your feelings, now clearly know what the ending is, or stick to your beliefs, follow luna and become a virgin forever. I don't want so much joy, let alone so much sadness.

But I didn't hide. I calmed my panic and walked casually in this familiar forest. Birds are singing, grass is smiling and leaves are swaying in the wind. Everything is no different.

A running rabbit was shot down by an arrow. In the direction of the arrow, I looked up and saw Apollo. At the same time, he also saw me wandering around.

We stopped almost at the same time.

Looking at each other, the other person in the eyes is actually very similar to the people around you who met in the last century.

Staring at his eyes for the first time, I was so affectionate. Of course I knew he was affectionate, but why did I suddenly fall into a trance at such a moment? On this day, I seem to be guarding my feelings just to see him, but it sounds ridiculous. Didn't I swear to be as pure as luna? Why did I find my heart at such a moment? Everything is just for fear of being hurt. How can I be so extraordinary that I don't need love and I don't love Apollo? ...

He looked at me so ignorant and naive that he wouldn't understand my feelings. I was in his eyes. Just one of many encounters, not the most beautiful, not the smartest, not the most special. He may be confused by me in an instant, but that's only because of his freshness. As time goes by, he will be confused by more fresh people and forget everything at this moment. Of course it is. ...

I don't know why, I suddenly became disheartened. I turned and ran as if it was the only thing I could do.

Apollo was obviously frightened by my strange behavior. He just looked blankly for a while, and then ran after me.

Hey, pretty girl, why are you running?

Hearing his cry, I accelerated my running. I ran aimlessly. I don't know where I'm going, but I can't stop. At this moment, Cupid suddenly appeared. He looked at me coldly and said, Daphne, Daphne, you lied to me.

As I ran, I struggled to say, I didn't, love God.

Cupid said gloomily, do you know? Daphne. You won't stop running without my magic arrow. You can change your mind now. If you like, I can shoot this arrow for you, then you will easily get the love of the sun god and Apollo-that is the love that many goddesses dream of. ...

I shook my head hard and said, no, no, Cupid, I don't want love. Love is unreliable. If I crave the sweetness of love, I will eventually be stabbed by a sword at the end of love. Cupid, you know what a weak woman I am. I am just a weak woman. If I can predict the final injury, I might as well avoid it cruelly.

Cupid said, Daphne, your love turned out to be Apollo ... this is not beyond my expectation.

I shook my head and ran like hell. Later, Apollo's cry came from time to time. He fell in love with this running game like chasing running prey, but it was a beast that was about to be captured, panting to survive.

Apollo saw Cupid, and he said anxiously, "Why are you waiting in a daze in the sky for a while?" Can't you see I'm in love with a running girl? Where is your arrow?

Cupid looked at Apollo awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

Apollo shouted, "Cupid, where is your arrow?" Please help me photograph the girl in front. I want to give her a stable love! !

Cupid said, Apollo, there are countless goddesses on Mount Olympus. She is just an unknown little god. The gap between you is too big. Please don't hurt her with love, okay?

Apollo said that she is such a special woman, and her running posture is so timid and helpless. She must have countless secrets and troubles. I would like her to be my lover, and I will give her the most stable protection.

I couldn't help crying, and my heart turned into cotton wool at that moment. Soft and fragile. I heard it. I heard his truest confession. I want to stop at once and meet bravely. Let me forget all my troubles and love bravely. Why should I be afraid of abandonment and parting? Yes, it is enough to fall in love with the person you love. I admire the moon god most. She is so perfect, but the man she loves doesn't love her. I am thousands of miles away from Luna, but my beloved Apollo expressed his love for me so affectionately. Why can't I put down all the shackles for him and bravely go to him?

But why, I can't stop my steps. I'm so tired. How I want to stop, throw myself into Apollo's generous arms and be his sunflower-like woman from now on. I began to cry. Apollo, Apollo, I want to love you at the moment, but I can't control my behavior. Why?

Apollo didn't stop himself. He sped up to chase me. He was just about to catch up. He was just about to catch up. I am so excited. I know that if he can catch up with me, I will blend in with his enthusiasm. I suddenly understood the reason why I had been running. It turned out that my own oath cursed my love. When my love came, the gods let me alienate it according to my previous wishes, and the only way to alienate love is that I can't stop running. Apollo, my love, please don't give up, I'm waiting for your redemption. ...

Cupid can help me. How could I forget? Cupid, Cupid, where are you?

Cupid is missing. In this embarrassing relationship, Cupid is the most innocent. He accidentally shot me and fell in love with me, but all I ask of him is that he should not give me love. But just when he convinced himself that I was a woman who didn't need love, I suddenly fell in love with Apollo. I don't know if I hurt him more than he hurt me.

At this moment, I suddenly want to break all my vows and just ask Cupid to give me an arrow so that I can finish my fate with Apollo. But Cupid is gone.

Apollo was in my eye-catching position, chasing me desperately.

Because of the long-distance running, I can see the sweat oozing from his forehead. Apollo, Apollo, my Apollo, how can I express my pain to him? I heard him shout loudly: girl, beautiful girl, I will give you eternal happiness, as long as you stop!

I responded with tears, I don't want your eternal happiness, I just want your sincerity.

Apollo said, I promise you, I am sincere. Can you stop running away?

I said, I can't control my body, please don't give up, please. ...

After listening to my promise, Apollo gained more strength to run. He quickened his pace and nearly overtook me. His hand touched my cold back. I am so excited. We are only one step away from joining hands with the world, but ...

I suddenly felt a sharp pain and attacked my foot. Almost in an instant, I was in position. I accepted this unexpected event with great panic. Before I knew what was going on, my feet turned into tree trunks and sank deeply into the soil.

Both Apollo and I were stunned by this change.

We finally stopped running inexplicably, but my feet have become thick trunks and my body has changed. I obviously feel that my legs are slowly mixing with the earth with my feet ... and my waist is changing, suffocating and feeling stuffy. Apollo looked at my terrible change in horror, took my hand and said, why? why

At this moment, the river god appeared in front of me and said with a straight face, Daphne, my dear Daphne, if you refuse to be with me forever, I have to turn you into a tree.

A word is like a bolt from the blue, crushing me in the present.

Apollo said angrily, River God! How can you be so vicious?

The river god sneered and said, if there is only one woman in your heart, she will soon become someone else's woman, and I think you will be more vicious than me.

I gasped and looked at the river god I didn't know, but I couldn't say a word.

Daphne. Daphne. You are a silly child. You see me every day, but you don't know that I have always loved you. The river god came to me and said with regret, how much I love you, your shadow reflected in the water, the beauty of your wreath, the naivety of worshipping the moon god, your childish curse and your resolute stubbornness. When I know that you reject love so much, I am both happy and sad. I'm glad that you will never belong to any man except me. Sadly, you don't belong to me. I was ecstatic when I saw you turn down Cupid. I thought it was impossible for a woman who could even refuse Cupid to fall in love with any man. But ... I actually ignored Apollo, yes, Apollo admired by all gods.

He came to me and watched me slowly turn into a tree with a tear in his eye. I have never seen him as fierce as he was just now, nor have I seen him as gentle as he is now. My heart is in a mess. Is this the river god who has been living with me by the lake ... but I desperately understand that I have become a tree, which is a fait accompli. I suddenly laughed. Originally, I wanted to insist, and I was about to insist. I become a tree, growing beside people who love me. I can see the person I love passing by every day, but I can't get close. I became a virgin forever, and I will never taste the kind of love that fascinates people. How nice! Aha, hahaha. Laughing, I shed tears.

I saw the last one, Apollo, and the river god tore it. I can't hear anything they say. I feel that my body has been completely integrated with the land, my arms and shoulders have gradually turned into leaves, and my skin has turned into rough bark ... I have become a real tree, and no one will see my face again, no one will understand my joys and sorrows, and no one will know this past. Let everything be a secret.

Every morning, Apollo will come to see me. He stroked my skin and said to me in a choked voice, Daphne, Daphne, I'm coming to see you. Look, there is a rainbow on the horizon, seven colors, my favorite colorful seven colors. I want you to watch it with me.

Daphne, your feet are full of colorful flowers, which bloom for you and never fade. With their company, you won't be lonely at night.

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I listened quietly to my sweetheart's mumbling narrative, and I was very happy. Perhaps, this is also a way of love, as long as he loves, as long as he knows that I love.

I have fully understood the taste of love. Being loved is hard, and loving others is painful.

Apollo wove a crown out of my leaves. He named me Laurel, so the crown became Laurel. He said that only those who have victory and freedom can wear laurel, the branches and leaves of my favorite woman, and the laurel they weave.

Cupid will sit beside me when I am tired of flying, staring at me with ecstasy and saying nothing. Then fly away, I am sometimes bitter, sorry, my love, I can't satisfy your love, I can't even keep my promise.

The river god has always been with me, including when Apollo came to see me. Because he destroyed Apollo's love, Zeus demoted him to a small god. His only duty is to protect this forest. He didn't say anything. His only requirement is to see me every day.

This is me, the legend of a laurel tree.

I spent year after year in repeated memories.

The flowers and plants around us have long been deserted, and Apollo's diligent exploration and the silent waiting of the river god can no longer be seen.

Only Cupid comes by chance, but he always leaves without saying a word.

At the moment, I am looking up at the starry sky and the bright moon wearily. I saw Cynthia sitting on the moon, singing boring songs, and I saw some crazy people climb to the top of the mountain when the moon was full and loudly declare their love for her. She just smiled, which made these people completely crazy. She is so neat, I really envy her.

She doesn't know.

A long time ago, I was so envious of her, looking forward to becoming a holy goddess like her, away from love and living freely.

However, overnight, I experienced all this.

I no longer envy her ruthlessness and determination. But I appreciate being with her tonight.

It turns out that to love is to be loved is hard, and to love others is painful.

Thinking of the legendary unsuccessful love of Luna, I suddenly understood her bitterness and indifference after bitterness.

The most painful thing is that every morning, without exception, I will see the sun rise in Ran Ran and everything begins to boil. In every corner of the world, I will hear love rumors about that handsome sun god, one after another.

Everything can be changed, but only time.