Also known as "Marriage is the Grave of Love" Zhang Baotong 2016.7.4

The second lesson covers the same content as the first lesson because these are two different classes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 In normal times, his lectures in the second class are often more detailed and wonderful than the first class. Because the first lesson will have the meaning of a trial lecture, and the second lesson will add some new content, and can accurately grasp the key points and difficulties of the course. However, without the presence of the goddess, his lectures became listless and boring.

However, when he entered the class for the second lesson, his eyes were pierced by a bright light, and in another corner of the class he was amazed to find the goddess whom he respected and loved. Ah, she listened to him over and over again. It was such a surprise to him. So, he stopped teaching, looked at the venerable and lovely goddess, and said, "Students, I found that one of you is the figure I saw in the last class. In other words, she had to listen to me talk about the same thing in two classes in a row. I sincerely admire her studiousness. ”

Listening to his words, the classmates followed his gaze to find the classmate. However, he immediately turned his gaze elsewhere, for he did not want the students to show his affection for the goddess. Of course he knew why she had to listen to the same lecture twice in a row. It's not because she didn't understand something in the first lesson, because she's so smart that it doesn't exist. She did it because she was adoring him, perhaps silently attached to him. For he was sure that he was so famous, and that he was young and handsome, and that he was easily adored by women. Thinking of this, his heart became more and more excited and moved. Moreover, his lectures are becoming more and more exciting. Speaking of pride, he even sang:

As long as you're alive,

Let's just take it easy.

Make everything hassle-free for yours.

Life is too short,

Time makes it die.

Then he looked at the girl again, and saw that she was staring intently at him and listening, her eyes shining with reverence and fascination. That light made his mind more excited and active. Therefore, he felt that his lecture was particularly vivid and proud.

In the Middle Ages, and especially before the Renaissance, intellectuals invariably belonged to the clergy. The same is true of Abelard, whose fame has spread throughout Paris and France, albeit in a small state. For a long time, he devoted himself to learning, kept himself clean, indifferent to worldly life, and knew very little, and had always regulated himself with "extreme abstinence" and "careful and resolute restraint of indulgence". However, now he was suddenly conquered by the love demon, and was deeply absorbed by the beauty and wisdom of the girl in front of him.

Such a fascination with a young girl has never been possible in his past 38 years. Perhaps he had been so busy studying and philosophical debate for years that he had not noticed that there were such strange and wonderful emotions in the world. Now, he has achieved fame and a prosperous career. And the very truth of philosophy is a warning to people that the function of success makes people complacent, that the security of the world can weaken the spirit of steadfastness, and that the temptation of carnal desire can easily destroy the peace of men. And he is "the only philosopher in the world", and he needs to show his attractiveness in all aspects, including the conquest of women. And this young girl named Eloise is the object of his desire to conquer.

After class, he went back to his apartment. There was his living room, study, bedroom, and kitchen, and even his servant's bedroom. He came to the study, sat at his desk, and although he picked up a book in his hand, he still thought of Eloise:

This girl is beautiful and talented. It is rare for a woman to have such a wealth of literary talent, which is why she is particularly likable. But he was sure that the girl must have communicated with him easily, for she knew and loved literature, and knew Latin, and that they could communicate in Latin, in which they could talk widely, and speak more boldly and passionately than when they met, and that their conversation would be very pleasant. Even at the time of separation, we can meet in the Epistles.

Thinking like this, Abelard began to think about how he could talk to her every day, and if he could be so familiar with her, he would easily get her consent. But how can he get acquainted with her? He felt that he should write her a letter to make her understand his affection. So, he picked up a quill pen and began to write letters. Of course, the letter should be in Latin, because she happens to be proficient in Latin, which will make her feel more relatable.

So, he wrote: To my dear Miss Eloise. However, if he wrote further, he felt that he could not put pen to paper. Because what he had in mind wasn't suitable for the pen. After thinking about it for a while, he decided that he should still write a poem. This allows for an expression of emotion and love without touching on anything that makes him or her feel embarrassed. Moreover, he was a poetry writer himself, having written numerous hymns and lamentations for the church. Some songs have become popular in churches and among the people. So, he wrote in one go:

"My gaze dances like the sun,

Your thin lips bloom like roses.

All my lectures are courtship,

You whispered, and my soul rang.

I calmly paced your shy toes,

Oh, but the poor heart is going to burst out of the chest!"

When he had finished writing, he put the poem in an envelope and wrote on it: To my beloved Miss Eloise. Then he asked his servant Pamelera to deliver the letter at once to one of his pupils named Litric, and that he might at once deliver the poem to Miss Eloise himself.

However, before the student named Litrik could return, Abelard had already written another poem:

"Under the dark hall you are like a twig in the wind,

Weakly glows with holiness.

O dear why you are silent,

Oh dear, why am I full of sorrow?

We walked and walked and came to the end,

Oh! dear back disappears into the crowd!"

So he asked Pamelera to give the poem to a student named Alcalá and send it to Eloise's house. Shortly after Pamelera left the house, he had already written his third poem:

"People come and go, and I am familiar with the road,

Without you, the world is empty.

Like a homeless wild dog wandering alone,

A lonely spine rises in the cold wind.

Oh, I said life would go on without you,

But dear, I know I'm lying!"

He wanted to write poems for a girl like him, and Eloise would be flattered and moved.