What is the tragic life of Kong Yiji described by Lu Xun?

In the Xianheng Hotel in Luzhen, Kong Yiji was the only one standing drinking and wearing a gown. Tall figure, pale face, wrinkles and scars. What's more, they are stubborn and become the laughing stock of everyone. When he appeared in front of the counter in the shop wearing a rag gown that had not been washed for more than ten years, everyone was refreshed, because everyone could make fun of the scholar as a talk, and even the air became cheerful at this moment.

He just didn't have the money to eat and drink. He said things that others didn't understand, but he stole them and was beaten by others. In such a chaotic environment where everyone is seeking self-protection, these are not rare things, but he walks in the crowd with a smile. The poor don't laugh at the poor, but people laugh at him for being too poor to save face. Wearing a gown for ten years is the best proof. He never took off this robe, he didn't want to take it off, and he couldn't take it off. Why does he have a soft spot for dresses?

Everyone in the shop laughed at the scar on Kong Yiji's face. He must have been beaten for stealing again, but he was right. Scholars stealing books cannot be called "stealing". This ironic remark is still appreciated by people today. He is a scholar. Which scholar doesn't wear a gown? But he didn't even get in as a scholar, and he didn't have fame and fortune. Who recognized his status as a scholar? Only himself. He thinks everything is inferior, but insists on pushing himself into the upper class of society with the dogma of high reading. He thinks that wearing a gown is superior, so stealing books can't be called stealing. As for being injured, it seems to be a sign of defending noble personality and worth showing off. He wanted to be a respected scholar, but he felt very sad to live a truly bright life, so he put on a gown to paralyze himself, escape from reality and live in a bubble-like dream.

Fortunately, he is not just a man who hangs out with street gangsters in a gown. The robe also gave him principles and kindness as a scholar. He never comes to the store on credit, and sometimes he has no cash. He will also write a note on the blackboard and pay it off within one month. He taught children to read, and when they were poor, he bought fennel beans and gave them one by one. Many people in Xianheng Hotel are richer than Kong Yiji, but who else will buy fennel beans for their children? When the children finished eating and looked at him eagerly, he smiled and picked up a book to read, and a kind old man jumped out of it. Perhaps it is this gown that made him release his long-hidden responsibility and responsibility when facing his children and studying, and reawakened his great feelings of caring for the world. He is not an ordinary person, he is a scholar. The world says that he is extremely pedantic, lamenting his misfortune and angering him. I just think this robe is another evidence of his struggle.

It was not recognized by the imperial examination, so the robe was the only witness of his hard work. How can ordinary and poor Kong Yiji easily let go of the grief of losing the imperial examination? He is unwilling. He humbly asked the society for the last bit of self-esteem, and refused to let go of the noble essence unique to scholars anyway. Even without financial resources, he doesn't want to earn money by working. He writes to learn, not to sell. Of course, he understands his situation. How long can the illusion of robes last for him? When he was hungry and aching on the threshold of the hotel and longed for a glass of warm wine, the shopkeeper remembered that he still owed money. Kong Yiji hopes to show his uniqueness with a gown, gain the respect of others, and strive for his position in a dark society, but even this self-esteem has been trampled on. Finally, he closed his eyes and didn't have to be so tired.

I really feel sorry for Kong Yiji. The robe brought him fragile self-esteem, the flame of inner responsibility, the spit and ridicule of the world, or the shackles that bound him to death. I can't help but feel lost, Kong Yiji that can't take off the gown!