Two trees written by Lu Xun

Autumn Night in Lu Xun's Prose Collection Weeds.

In my backyard, you can see two trees outside the wall, one is jujube, and the other is jujube.

Jujube trees, they just lost all their leaves. In the past, one or two children came to beat the dates left by others, but now none of them are left, even the leaves have fallen off. However, a few branches are still low, protecting the skin injury he got from the tip of the jujube pole, while the straightest and longest branches have been silently stabbing the strange and high sky like a subway, making the sky blink; Stabbed the full moon in the sky, making the moon pale with embarrassment.

The sky in which ghosts blink is getting bluer and bluer, and more and more uneasy, as if to leave this world and avoid jujube trees, leaving only the moon. However, the moon also sneaked to the east. Qianzi, who has nothing, still silently stabs at the strange and lofty sky like a subway, bent on killing him, no matter how many pairs of bewitched eyes he has.

The rear window glass clanged, and many small flying insects bumped around. Before long, a few people came in and clanged against the glass lampshade again. Look at that little caterpillar, always wrapped in white paper, with a big head and a small tail. Like a sunflower, it is only half the size of a grain of wheat, and its whole body color is pitifully lovely.