The Sorrows of Young Werther

Chapter 16 Alpin (1)
Lino, my friend, looking at those sacrificed soldiers, those graves where heroes are buried, my tears flowed down involuntarily.Even if you have boundless strength and an enviable appearance, when that moment comes, you cannot refuse the invitation of Death.People will gradually forget that you once existed in this world, and your used bows and arrows lie on the ground and no one cares about them.Brave Moral, your strong body moves swiftly like a beast, and the enemy is afraid of your appearance, as long as you roar, you can make them tremble with fear.You bravely killed the enemy with a sword in your hand, and your eyes were stained red with blood.People only know your brave side, they don't know that you also have a tender side, when you come home with the good news of victory, your smile is as bright as the sun in June, your words and deeds are as quiet as the bright moon in the dark , silently guarding his true love.

But now you are lying in the damp and cold soil, so narrow that there is no room to turn over, pity your tall and burly body!Your name is engraved on the tombstone, which records your heroic deeds. The strong wind blows the trees on both sides of the cemetery, and the rustling of the leaves seems to tell people where you live.The person who loved you is long gone. Poor mother, the daughter of Mogrand, probably never thought that her son would end like this. No one came to pay homage to you, and no one wept for you.

An old man came from a distance, tremblingly walking towards your grave with a cane, do you remember him?This is your father, Morar, and you are his only son.The red and swollen eyes of the old man tell us how sad he is. He is familiar with every victory of yours, and how excited and proud the old man must be when he hears others praise his son countless times, but he doesn’t know the news of his son’s death!Poor old father, sit in front of his son's grave and cry happily!It's a pity that it is impossible for Morar to see your sorrow and hear your cry.He went to a distant country and never came back.I really hope that someone can take his life back from the hands of death so that this hero can be resurrected.In the mountains and fields, your roar like a beast disappeared, and on the battlefield, your figure wielding your sword to kill the enemy disappeared.Although there are no heirs to pass on and inherit your spirit, people will commemorate you with songs and tell their descendants that Morar is a great warrior.

Among the crying soldiers, Amin's voice was especially loud.When mourning Moral, he thought of his son, who was a young and energetic youth with a bright future, but unfortunately passed away early.King Kamal of Gamal looked at Amin's distressed appearance, and couldn't help asking: "Why are you sad? The surrounding scenery is so beautiful, the melodious singing makes people feel happy, the sun is shining, and everything grows, not to mention you still rule Goma Island, what can make you so sad?"

"Camol, you ask me why I am sad, look, my family has no descendants, my son is dead, my daughter is dead, and you, Gorge and Anila have been with you, your A blood can flow forever, but mine has been cut." I hope you are used to the dark, Dora.How I want to hear your singing again, strong wind, please sweep away the dark clouds, heavy rain, please wash away the dusty world, and let Daola's figure reappear in the world!I will never forget the night when my son Alindal and daughter Daura fell in pools of blood.

My dear daughter, you are as delicate as a flower, as pure as snow, shining like moonlight all over you, exuding a fresh fragrance.Alindal, my son, your archery skills are unrivaled, you can pierce Yang with a hundred steps, your eyes are clear and firm, you are merciless towards the enemy, and you charge forward bravely with your shield and sword high.

Daura got a marriage proposal from Amar, whose name is known to everyone, and whose achievements are praised by thousands of people.Dora accepts his courtship, and their friends are all awaiting their wedding, which is an exciting day.Amar once killed Odgar's youngest son, and his elder brother Eilat was deeply saddened by the news of his brother's death. He was so angry that he decided to seek revenge on Amar.He dressed himself up as a boatman, wore a gray hood, found Daola in a boat, and coaxed her with sweet words: "Daughter of the hero Amin, you are the most beautiful girl in the world. Amal sent me to pick her up." Go and meet him, he's waiting for you on an island full of red fruit; across the ocean you'll see the red glowing island." Dora believed him and stepped into the boat, and then she Then he found out that he had been cheated.She kept calling Amar's name, but only her own voice answered her.Daura shouted loudly: "Amal! Brave man! Where are you? I feel danger approaching me, son of Arnat, please hear my cry for help!"

The insidious Eilat succeeded in his tricks. He abandoned Daola and ran back by himself.Daola's voice spread far away, and she cried sadly: "Father! Brother! Did you hear my call? Come and save me!"

My son, Alindar, heard his sister's call, picked up his bow and arrows without hesitation, and led five brave and loyal hounds, hurried from the forest to the shore, and it happened that Eilat had already landed on the shore. Alindal quickly overpowered him and tied him to the tree trunk, breathless with the force.Then Alindal got into the boat and ran towards the sea, he wanted to rescue Daura.Unexpectedly, he was accidentally injured by the angry Amal, and a sharp arrow pierced his chest. He staggered to Daola, and finally collapsed from exhaustion. Daola, the villain who hurt you is not dead yet. Your brother died.How painful it is for you to see your feet wet with your brother's blood!

Amar's boat was overturned by the waves, and he jumped into the turbulent current, and then a hurricane blew up on the sea, showing a hideous face on the sea. After the wind calmed down, Amar's figure never appeared. Suicide due to guilt, or died while saving Dora?

I couldn't save my daughter, so I could only watch my son die, watch Amar fall into the sea, and see the blurred figure of Daola in the distance.Her desolate voice spread far, far away, she was exhausted, but she kept calling.The wind picked up violently, and the sea water began to fluctuate violently. Slowly, a ray of light appeared on the horizon, and my daughter's voice gradually became weaker.She left, like a brother and a lover, and with endless sadness, I became a helpless old man.Without them, my spirit and vitality are gone.

I often sit on the bank silently, letting the rain wet my body, and the strong wind makes me tremble all over.On a moonlit night, the silhouettes of Alindal and Daura will appear on the opposite rock. They walk side by side, looking very beautiful, but full of deep sadness.

After reading this, Lotte couldn't control her tears, and they poured out like a flood with a gate opened.The tears took away the pain in her heart, and she felt relieved, but all the emotions Werther had suppressed for a long time burst out in her tears at this moment.He threw the manuscript aside and held her hand tightly, with two lines of clear tears hanging on his face.Lotte braced herself with one hand, and covered her eyes with a handkerchief in the other.Both she and Werther were emotional and breathing heavily.Poetry brought them a feeling of personal experience, and the two people who were connected with each other burst into tears.Werther's head rested on Lotte's arm, and Lotte was at a loss for what to do with the wet tears and hot lips. She wanted to stand up, but she couldn't bear to disturb Werther, so she let him hold her hand and cry.She stabilized her emotions, but the tears continued to flow, and she asked Werther to read the remaining poems.Werther seemed to have heard the angel's order, and he picked up the manuscript in pain and excitement, and read it again: Wind, you blow away my drowsiness, comfort me gently, and you say to me: You will give me sweetness. Manna!But I will soon die, and the coming storm will blow me to pieces.The traveler who has seen my beautiful face has been looking for me, and he will find here tomorrow, but he will see me no more.

After reading this, Werther's fragile heart collapsed. He knelt down at Lotte's feet with a plop, first covered his eyes with her hands, and then moved her hand to his forehead. The soul is moving restlessly.Bewildered by this force, she took Werther's hands desperately and placed them on her chest. She bent over him in a sad mood with deep sympathy, and their faces immediately fell. They were stuck together, and the hot temperature was transmitted between the cheeks.Werther got carried away, he hugged Lotte tightly, frantically asked her for kisses, and kissed her delicate lips over and over again.Lotte resisted and turned her face away, trying to push Werther away. She called Werther's name, hoping he would stop.Werther didn't force her, he let go of his clasped hands, and sat on the ground indifferently.Lotte trembled all over. She hated Werther's behavior, but she was full of love for him. She said, "Werther! We don't want to see each other again!" She took a last look at Werther, the poor man obviously hadn't recovered yet , Then she walked to the door of the next house, went in and locked the door behind her.When she left, Werther tried to keep her, but he was afraid that Lotte would be even more angry.He sat slumped on the floor, leaning his head against the sofa, motionless. He didn't wake up until the maid came in half an hour later to set the table.The maid left without knowing when, and Werther was left alone. He took this opportunity to come to Lotte’s door, knocked on the door, and said in a low voice, “Lotte! Please open the door, and I will say the last word! I say 'goodbye' to you, Lotte! Please!"—no sound from the door. — Werther waited anxiously, waited; despairingly, he cried out: "Good-bye! dear Lotte!" and went out of the room.

Werther walked towards the city gate, and the soldiers at the gate knew him, so he was let out of the city without questioning.The weather was very bad, with strong wind and snowflakes whistling, and Werther didn't return to his residence until eleven o'clock at night.When the servant greeted him, he found that his hat was missing. The servant saw that he was in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to make a sound rashly. After helping him take off his wet clothes, Werther fell into a deep sleep.Not long after, someone picked up Werther's hat on a huge rock near the cliff.Everyone was amazed that he could climb the rock in such bad weather without falling off the cliff. It was unbelievable.

Werther slept for a long time, and the next morning, he ordered the servant to bring a cup of coffee, then he opened the letter to Lotte, and added some words:

(End of this chapter)