Ping’ an old battlefield
Two more than one pawn.
The halberd wanders alone
Wild grass inscription
When I am silent, I feel full, and my mouth feels empty at the same time
In the past, life has died, and I know that it was once alive and dead, and life has rotted. I know that it is not empty
It’s my fault that life is abandoned on the ground and no trees grow weeds.
Weed roots are not deep, flowers and leaves are not beautiful, but they absorb dew, water and the flesh and blood of the old and the dead, and each of them takes it. When it is alive, it will still be trampled, and it will be deleted until it dies and rot.
But I am comfortable and happy, I will laugh, I will sing, I love weeds, but I hate this weed to decorate the ground.
The fire is running in the ground, and the lava will burn up all the weeds and trees once it is sprayed, so it can rot.
But I am comfortable and happy, I will laugh and I will sing.
I can’t laugh and sing when the heaven and the earth are silent, or I won’t be able to present this clump of weeds to friends, enemies and animals in the past and future.
Do my friends, enemies and beasts love me or not? I hope this weed will die and rot quickly, otherwise I would not have been born before. This is more unfortunate than death and rot.
Go ahead. Weeds are attached to my inscription.
April 26th, 1927
Lu Xun recorded in Baiyun Tower, Guangzhou
Shout order
I also had many dreams when I was young, but I forgot most of them, but I didn’t regret to say that memories are pleasant and not lonely. What’s the point of holding on to the lonely time that has passed? I am partial to being unable to forget this, and part of it has become a cause of shouting now.
For more than four years, I used to be in a quality drugstore almost every day, but I forgot that it was always at the pharmacy counter. The high-quality shop was twice as high as mine. I delivered clothes or jewelry from the counter twice as high, and then went to the counter at the same height to buy medicine for my father who had been ill for a long time. When I got home, I had to do something else, because the doctor was the most famous doctor, and the medicine was also strange. In winter, the reed roots were frosted for three years, and it was not easy for sugarcane crickets to settle the ground. However, my father finally died day by day.
Who fell into trouble from a well-off family? I can probably see the true face of the world on this road. I’m going to the church. It seems that I want to take a different road to escape from a different place to seek other people. My mother can’t do it. Yuan Chuanzi said it was me, but I cried. This is because reading and taking the exam at that time is a way to call the foreign society a passerby. I have to sell my soul to ghosts. I have to be twice ridiculed and excluded, but I can’t see my own son. However, I can’t take care of these things and finally go to the church. In this hall, The gymnasts don’t teach the history drawing of Gezhisuan, but we have seen some new theories on sanitation. I still remember that doctors talked about prescriptions in the past, but now I know that by comparison, I gradually realize that traditional Chinese medicine is just an intentional deception, and at the same time, I feel great sympathy for the deceived patients, and I know from the translation of history that most of the Japanese reform originated from western medicine.
Because of these childish knowledge, I was later listed in a special school for rural doctors in Japan. My dream was very happy. I came back from graduation to treat my father’s suffering patients. During the war, I became a military doctor and promoted the Chinese people’s belief in the reform. I don’t know how to improve the method of teaching microorganisms now. At that time, it was always a shadow to show the shape of microorganisms. Therefore, before the teacher arrived, I showed some landscapes or current affairs pictures to the students. This extra time was during the Russo-Japanese War. However, there are more war pictures. In this lecture hall, I often have to clap my hands and cheer with my classmates. I unexpectedly met with many China people in the picture for a long time. One of them was tied up in the middle, and many of them were as strong as the left and right, but they looked numb. According to the explanation, they were tied up as military detectives for Russia. They were going to be beheaded by the Japanese army to show off to the public, just to appreciate the people who showed off.
I have arrived in Tokyo before the end of this year, because after that, I felt that medicine is not an urgent matter. All stupid and weak citizens, that is, healthy and strong, can do nothing to show the public materials. It is not unfortunate that we should first change their spirit and be good at changing their spirit. Of course, I wanted to promote literature and art at that time, so I wanted to start a literary movement. I stayed in Tokyo and had a very legalized police industry, but I was lucky to find a few comrades in the cold air. In addition, I invited several people to discuss it. The first step, of course, was to take magazine titles.
The freshman year is approaching, but some writers have disappeared at first, and then they have escaped, leaving no name and money. Of course, three people can tell when they fail, but then even these three people have their own fate and can’t talk about their good dreams in the future in one place. This is why we have not produced a new ending.
I don’t feel that I have experienced talking about it since then. I didn’t know it at first, and then I thought that anyone who advocates praise is to promote his progress, but who opposes it is to promote his struggle, shouting at strangers alone, and strangers react with neither approval nor opposition. How sad it is to be at a loss, so I feel lonely.
This loneliness grows up day by day, and the serpent has entangled my soul.
However, although I am sad, I am not resentful. Because of this experience, I have reflected on myself, that is, I am by no means a hero who is eager to respond.
But my loneliness can’t be banished, because it is too painful for me, so I tried various methods to anesthetize my soul. I sank into the people. Later, I went back to ancient times and witnessed or watched a few more lonely and sad things. I didn’t want to chase after them and let my brain be wiped out in the soil together, but my anesthesia seems to have worked, and I don’t feel passionate when I was young.
There was a woman who hanged Sophora japonica in the courtyard in the past. Now the Sophora japonica is unattainable, and this house has not been inhabited for many years. I will stay in this house. Few people come to the ancient monument, but my life has been secretly eliminated. This is my only wish. When there are more mosquitoes in summer night, I will shake my cattail leaf fan and sit in the locust tree through the dense leaves to see that little by little. In the evening, Sophora japonica often falls on my head and neck with cold.
At that time, I came to talk about an old friend, Jin Xinyi, who put his wallet across the broken table and took off his gown for fear that the dog seemed to be still pounding in his heart.
What did you take these notes for? He rummaged through my ancient tablet notes all night and made a research question.
nothing
So what do you mean by counting him?
Nothing interesting.
I think you can do some articles.
I know what he means, but it seems that at that time, no one agreed and no one opposed it. I think they may feel lonely, but they said
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