Ximena knelt down besides the majestic bed. She could no longer hold back her tears. Her hands were wrapped around the lifeless form of the Cid. The cruel wound had finally extinguished the light which had burned bright and guided the people of Valencia through the dark times. Their beloved Cid was no more.
Rodrigo Diaz de Bivar, El Cid had commanded the Spanish conquistadors against the invasion of Yusuf‘s Berber armies. A mighty leader he was, who fought with 邪恶力量 vigour and whose energy was transmitted to all who fought beside him. Many legendary battles he had waged and won. Undefeated in all wars, he had led Valencia against the invaders from Africa. Though heavily outnumbered, the Spaniards were successful at keeping the raiding Almoravids at bay.
That was, until tragedy struck…
Darkness had fallen upon the alcazar. The sun had disappeared behind the dark clouds. The mood in the citadel was grim. The North wind was blowing, bringing with it the hollow echoes of the battle cries. The battle had waged hotly in the fields below. But the 日 was drawing to close and arms had been put down, but just briefly. As the new 日 rises, the battle would resume…
In Peñíscola, the princely citadel of Valencia, on the 墙 over looking the battlefield stood a lonely figure. His 心 was heavy as he pondered over the desolation. The plains were littered with blades and arrow, and corpses of fallen animals. The dry summer 草 was coloured blood red. The bodies of the deceased were taken away to the camps, to be buried with dignity and full honours.
迷失 in thought, the man did not notice a few people making their up from the fields. As they approached the wall, they perceived the figure standing atop the 墙 and called out.
“Greetings Champion Xavi!”
“Greetings my friends!” exclaimed the man, recognizing them instantly as messengers of the Cid‘s host. He also noticed that they appeared somewhat battered. That couldn’t bode well, he thought. ”What tidings do 你 bring of the Cid?” he asked.
“The legion was ambushed 由 the enemy near the river crossing” The messenger said, memories were fresh in his mind and fear showed on his face. “It was a rout, the enemy archers fired from all directions. We barely managed to escape but the Cid has been wounded. They’re bringing him to the citadel”. Blood was ebbing away from above his left eye, a deep gash clearly visible.
“You bring ill news my friend” the champion said. “But 你 have done well. Seek the healers in the West Tower. Ask them to be ready to receive the Cid. They should be able to treat your wounds.”
The messengers departed leaving the champion alone with his thoughts. A shadow appeared on the face of Xavi. The Almoravids were aggravating their assault on the citadel. Peñíscola would hold out till 《勇敢传说》 hearts guarded its walls. But if something was to happen to Don Rodrigo, their hearts would be weakened and Peñíscola besieged.
Xavi looked gazed into the east, in the direction of the vast Mediterranean. The tide was high and giant waves were bearing down upon the shore. The air suddenly seemed heavy and the skies grew darker. His 心 became 更多 troubled. His thoughts now lingered around the fate of his beloved Cid.
Rodrigo Diaz de Bivar, El Cid had commanded the Spanish conquistadors against the invasion of Yusuf‘s Berber armies. A mighty leader he was, who fought with 邪恶力量 vigour and whose energy was transmitted to all who fought beside him. Many legendary battles he had waged and won. Undefeated in all wars, he had led Valencia against the invaders from Africa. Though heavily outnumbered, the Spaniards were successful at keeping the raiding Almoravids at bay.
That was, until tragedy struck…
Darkness had fallen upon the alcazar. The sun had disappeared behind the dark clouds. The mood in the citadel was grim. The North wind was blowing, bringing with it the hollow echoes of the battle cries. The battle had waged hotly in the fields below. But the 日 was drawing to close and arms had been put down, but just briefly. As the new 日 rises, the battle would resume…
In Peñíscola, the princely citadel of Valencia, on the 墙 over looking the battlefield stood a lonely figure. His 心 was heavy as he pondered over the desolation. The plains were littered with blades and arrow, and corpses of fallen animals. The dry summer 草 was coloured blood red. The bodies of the deceased were taken away to the camps, to be buried with dignity and full honours.
迷失 in thought, the man did not notice a few people making their up from the fields. As they approached the wall, they perceived the figure standing atop the 墙 and called out.
“Greetings Champion Xavi!”
“Greetings my friends!” exclaimed the man, recognizing them instantly as messengers of the Cid‘s host. He also noticed that they appeared somewhat battered. That couldn’t bode well, he thought. ”What tidings do 你 bring of the Cid?” he asked.
“The legion was ambushed 由 the enemy near the river crossing” The messenger said, memories were fresh in his mind and fear showed on his face. “It was a rout, the enemy archers fired from all directions. We barely managed to escape but the Cid has been wounded. They’re bringing him to the citadel”. Blood was ebbing away from above his left eye, a deep gash clearly visible.
“You bring ill news my friend” the champion said. “But 你 have done well. Seek the healers in the West Tower. Ask them to be ready to receive the Cid. They should be able to treat your wounds.”
The messengers departed leaving the champion alone with his thoughts. A shadow appeared on the face of Xavi. The Almoravids were aggravating their assault on the citadel. Peñíscola would hold out till 《勇敢传说》 hearts guarded its walls. But if something was to happen to Don Rodrigo, their hearts would be weakened and Peñíscola besieged.
Xavi looked gazed into the east, in the direction of the vast Mediterranean. The tide was high and giant waves were bearing down upon the shore. The air suddenly seemed heavy and the skies grew darker. His 心 became 更多 troubled. His thoughts now lingered around the fate of his beloved Cid.
'It was March 1957 and I was taking photographs in Paris.1 afternoon I went up the Bastille and I saw 2 爱人 on a balcony.They were standing very near each other.They were talking.I took just 1 照片 and they didn't hear me.I called it 爱人 at the Bastille.Luckily for me this 照片 became very 流行的 in France.Soon posters and postcards with my picture of the 2 爱人 were everywhere.But I never knew who the 2 young people were.They never contacted me.'
'30 years later I had an exhibition of my 照片 in Paris.I was talking to some 老友记 when suddenly a man came up to me and said,'I know your 2 lovers.They live near here.I can take 你 there if 你 want.'I immediately decided to go and meet them.This was their story.'
'30 years later I had an exhibition of my 照片 in Paris.I was talking to some 老友记 when suddenly a man came up to me and said,'I know your 2 lovers.They live near here.I can take 你 there if 你 want.'I immediately decided to go and meet them.This was their story.'
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1.Writing and then sending a funny e-mail 或者 text message to my friends.And of course,imagining their faces when they read it.
2.I really like driving at night when there's no traffic,listening to my favourite music.I feel completely free.
3.Staying in 床, 床上 on Sunday morning and 阅读 the newspaper.Then getting up very late and having my dog for a walk.
4.I enjoy going to the jym and really getting tired then taking a long hot 淋浴 followed 由 a nice hot cup of tea.There's nothing better.
5.Turning off my computer at the end of the day.Leaving work,and getting into my car to go home!It's the best moment of the day.I 爱情 it!
1.Writing and then sending a funny e-mail 或者 text message to my friends.And of course,imagining their faces when they read it.
2.I really like driving at night when there's no traffic,listening to my favourite music.I feel completely free.
3.Staying in 床, 床上 on Sunday morning and 阅读 the newspaper.Then getting up very late and having my dog for a walk.
4.I enjoy going to the jym and really getting tired then taking a long hot 淋浴 followed 由 a nice hot cup of tea.There's nothing better.
5.Turning off my computer at the end of the day.Leaving work,and getting into my car to go home!It's the best moment of the day.I 爱情 it!