Another story about Cygnus is about Phaethon, the son of Apollo, the sun god. Phaethon was born to Apollo and a mortal woman. His friends did not believe that he was the son of the sun god, so they went to find Apollo. In order to let his son know that he was indeed his father, Apollo promised to grant Phaethon a wish. Phaethon asked Apollo to let him drive his sun chariot for a day. Apollo wanted to object, but he promised his son and could not go back on his word, so he had to let him go.
Phaeaton was very happy and drove the chariot around. However, the chariot was very difficult to drive and the four horses were wild and unruly. Apollo had to spend a lot of effort to drive the chariot, so Phaeaton certainly couldn't drive it. The chariot rushed around and burned the mountains, forests, houses, and even people on the ground (it is said that this is how the black people in Africa came from). Zeus saw that he had caused so much trouble and couldn't let him continue to mess around, so he used lightning to kill Phaeaton. Phaeaton's body fell into the Eridanus River (the river in the constellation Eridanus). His friend Cygnus transformed into a swan and searched for his friend's body in the river. His behavior moved the heavens, so they put the image of a swan in the sky, which became the constellation Cygnus.
One day, the messenger Hermes was walking on the seashore and found an empty tortoise shell. He strung seven strings on it and found that it made a beautiful sound when plucked. So Hermes exchanged it with Apollo, the sun god, and got a magical scepter with a snake coiled around it. This scepter allowed people to fly and had the effect of healing without medicine.
There lived nine beautiful and talented goddesses on Mount Olympus, collectively known as the Muses, who were in charge of music, literature and dance. One of the epic muses, Callibio, gave birth to a son with the sun god Apollo. His name was Orpheus. He inherited his parents' artistic talents and showed great musical talent since childhood. When he grew up, he became an outstanding poet and lyre player. Apollo gave him a golden lyre made of tortoise shells and taught him how to play it. Orpheus's lyre was so pleasant that it could not only tame birds and beasts, but also make trees surround him and move stones to soften.
Orpheus married the nymph Eurydice and they loved each other very much. Unfortunately, Eurydice was bitten to death by a poisonous snake. Orpheus was very sad and the music he played was very sad. Other animals, monsters, and even stones and trees cried sadly when they heard the sad music. He took his harp with him and decided to break into the underworld alone, hoping to move Hades, the god of the underworld, and Persephone, the queen of the underworld. They carried him across the River of Anguish and the River of Lamentations, and Cerberus, the three-headed dog guarding the underworld, also let him pass. Even Hades was moved by his song and made an exception to let Eurydice go back with him, but on the condition that Orpheus could not look at his wife or talk to her before they left the underworld.
Orpheus kept it in mind, but he was really anxious to see his wife. As soon as he stepped out of the underworld, he immediately turned back to look at his wife. Unfortunately, his wife was still one step away from the human world. All Orpheus saw was Eurydice's sad face, which quickly disappeared into the darkness. Orpheus regretted it too late. He could not find a chance to go to the underworld again, so he had to play sad songs all day long.
One day, Orpheus met a group of priestesses of the god of wine. They were crazy and acted strangely all day long. When they saw Orpheus, they surrounded him. They threw stones at him and laughed and shouted. Finally, Orpheus was beaten to death by these priestesses. They tore Orpheus' body into pieces and threw it into the river together with his lyre.
His mother was very sad to know that her son died like this. She collected the body fragments of Orpheus and buried them under Mount Olympus, while his favorite lyre was taken to the sky and became the Lyra constellation. Lyra is located next to the Milky Way because the lyre was found in the river.
2. Many guests only go to Uluru (Ayers Rock) but not to King Valley (also known as the Valley of the Kings), because the fame of King Valley (also known as the Valley of the Kings) is far less than that of Uluru. However, in Yunluo's opinion, the scenery of King Valley (also known as the Valley of the Kings) is not worse than that of Uluru. However, the two-day tour of King Valley (also known as the Valley of the Kings) + Uluru is the most expensive of all tours - the price per person is AUD 530, while the price of a one-day tour of King Valley (also known as the Valley of the Kings) is AUD 220, and the price of a one-day tour of King Valley (also known as the Valley of the Kings) is AUD 230. The only car between ings is the big car going to Uluru. This car can only return to springs from Uluru after the sunset barbecue + champagne in Uluru. The sunset time of Uluru in winter is 18:15. The distance from Uluru to here is 265 kilometers. It will be almost 9:15 in the evening to return here. After a short rest, it will set off. So it is very meaningful to stay in el for one night. Therefore, Yunluo finally chose this expensive 2-day tour (although few guests choose this 2-day tour). In addition, Yunluo and An Qingju took the train to enter and exit (Uluru Camping-Uluru Kata Tjuta (Kata Tjuta, the English name is Olags) + King Valley (also known as the Valley of the Kings)) for a three-day tour, only AUD350!
3. Bought a bottle of beer at Erldunda Roadhouse before dinner: AUD5, about RMB 28.
Throughout the day, Ayers Rock will change colors as the sun's altitude and brightness change, but the most exciting moment is to watch the sunset view of the rock. -This is Yunluo and An Qingju's travel plan for today:
Everyone looked across the red land at the huge, heavy, steady, graceful, and gorgeous rock shrouded in golden light in the distance, which seemed extremely sacred.
Suddenly, the boulder took on a fiery crimson color, like a steel ingot that had just been forged, blazing, gorgeous, and radiant. The surroundings were all red, the earth was burning, and the universe was steaming. The fiery passion and excitement infected everyone, and everyone was jubilant and amazed. It was like a grand religious ceremony to worship the gods. In an instant, the sunset further set in the west, and the boulder gradually changed from dark red to light pink; the dusk rose, and the mist floated, like a thin veil, changing the face of the boulder. In the solemnity, I took pictures. I got up early this morning and took pictures of this hotel. (To be continued...)