某只夜猫子心下不平: 诸位侠友平日里写的作文都可以发来,我就不可以么!
但是有一个小小的问题,我一般不和中文打交道, 因此写作水平实在是不怎么样。。。写的英语作文发上来看看有什么效果
简单说一下，这片文是我改编后的金蛇郎君夏雪宜滴故事，写的有点像中世纪的骑士。。。内容我自己编了一部分，有点对不起金庸先生了。。。是去年写的，写的很差！
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Anger · Hatred · Love · Heartbroken · Alone
The tale of the Viper is remarkably unique and unforgettable. The Viper was best known for his viciousness and ruthless. For a time being it was forbidden to say anything about it because it was rumoured that Viper almost killed everyone of noble descend in the royal palace in one night’s time. However, people today still argue whether or not if Viper should be listed among the greatest heroes or the greatest villains: it was undecided since the day he vanished.
Well, he was not born with the name Viper. He was a bright and intelligent child who loved his mother and father and his little sister. It stayed like that until the day he lost the last member of his family. That day, he completely lost everything he had, even the meaning of life. From that day on, he constantly wondered: Why is it that I still exist? What do I live for? Shortly after he realized the answer is to seek revenge. The murder of his family had caused him to cry until he was too tired to stay awake when kids of his age should be sleeping peacefully. It caused him to fill himself with anger and live for nothing but hatred. It caused him to become the cruel Viper that roamed the land, day and night, paying back what the murderers had done to his family.
For ten years, his life was simple: wake up, practice swords skill, eat, and sleep… He has mastered the art of patience. When he was halfway through his “letting them pay with their lives”, he met the love of his life. Unbelievable as it is, this girl was the daughter of his enemy murdered his family. This childish and innocent girl had touched his kind and forgiving self and healed the scars in his grieving heart. With the coming of this girl, he had once again seized the meaning of life. The hatred dissolved and a little seed of love settled there. It sprouted and grew into a peaceful flower. As roughly half year passed the flower grew beautiful and strong. He started to help people. He saved many lives from the hand of evil and greed, not to mention the countless warfares and arguments he had settled. He appeared and disappeared from the people’s sights whenever he wanted to. Just when he thought he is the happiest person to have ever lived, misfortune visited for the last time in his life.
Some underlings of the king had found out how pretty his lover was and forced her to go meet the king at the royal palace while he was out paying respect to someone who had once saved him. He was furious when he found out that his loved one had been snatched away. His vengeful self emerged back and anger roared within him again. He tried to rescue her from the greedy hands of the king, but the palace was well guarded. He planned for the second visit to the royal palace the very next night. Seeing the old king within ten feet of reach, dragging his lover in an unmannerly way across the yard, he ran up to them and was about to stab the king with all of his might. Suddenly, a dagger flew out of the darkness and struck the Viper on the back; he froze. He coughed violently and felt the blood drip down his chin. The Viper fled in the darkness. When he came back on the next night, the king was trying to make the girl obedient. She spotted him in the corner. So did the old king. She knew he was going to come. With the bravest voice ever imaginable, she cried, “ Don’t ever let me down!” And then she sliced her wrist with a small knife hidden in the sleeve.
He stared, not knowing what to do. Indeed, his whole world had just collapsed. He became the old ruthless Viper again and slaughtered everyone he could find that is of royal bloodline the night after. Nobody knew how he killed them-hundreds of people in one night’s time without being noticed only after the dead bodies were found.
After that bloody night, he wandered around every minute He did not sleep. He did not eat. He felt more dead than alive. He was ill fated: his family murdered at a very young age; letting the people he loved most in the world die.
He was never seen again. Some says that he died. Others said that he went off to other countries. Therefore everyone who knew him lived and died with fear of him coming back to hunt them down for no reason. The next generations were sternly warned and well taught to keep their mouths shut. And the next. And the next. And so on.
Originally, this is what happened: few days after the king found a pretty girl and brought her to the palace, in the early morning, the guards in the palace were all shouting after they found trails of blood drops extending from building to building. Everyone lived long enough to see the dawn had screamed and cried at the sight of dead corpses lying everywhere. But that was not the worst part. The worst was the blood. Dry blood stuck to most surfaces and flies were buzzing in and out. It was mass ciaos. Nobody knew why that happened. They tried to keep this a secret but the news somehow managed to slip into people’s ears. Soon everybody in the city knew what happened. Words of rumour started to spread to other nearby cities and towns. Someone started the first few parts of this legend based on that infamous bloody night. Other people added to it based on the experiences of others who had interacted with the Viper; be it enemies, people he saved, or even the beggars on the street. Decades later, people are still trying to extend his story based on true facts to find out more about the Viper.
Now, all that is left of the legacy of the Viper is this legend, put together by pieces of information.
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