Lu Xun's story

Lu Xun is a famous writer in China. He has many works, the most famous of which is The True Story of Ah Q. Lu Xun has many interesting short stories, one of which is this:

One day, Lu Xun went to the barber shop to get a haircut in a shabby dress. Seeing that he was dressed casually and looked dirty, the barber thought he looked like a beggar and cut his hair casually. After cutting his hair, Lu Xun grabbed a handful of money from his pocket and gave it to the barber, then left without looking back. The barber counted carefully and found that he had given a lot more money, which made him happy.

more than a month later, Lu Xun came for a haircut again. The barber recognized that he was the customer who gave more money last time, so he was very polite to him, gave him a haircut carefully, and kept asking his advice until Lu Xun was satisfied. Who knows that when paying, Lu Xun counted and counted the money seriously, and did not give a penny more. The barber thought it was strange and asked him why. Lu Xun said with a smile, "Sir, the last time you cut my hair at random, I paid you at random. You cut it for me seriously this time, so I will pay you seriously! "

The barber felt very ashamed and apologized to Lu Xun at once.

And

At that age when he was studying in three pools mirroring the moon, Lu Xun followed his mother to stay at his grandmother's house in the countryside. Lu Xun's grandmother's house is in the countryside of Shaoxing, called Anqiao Village. The village is not far from the sea and is extremely remote. A small river flows through the village, dividing the village into north and south. At that time, there were about 3 families in the village, most of whom were surnamed Lu. Most of them made a living by farming and fishing, and a few people ran a sideline business-making wine and opening a small shop. Lu Xun went with his mother after sweeping the grave in spring. It was here that Lu Xun saw many fresher scenery and games, and saw and heard "social drama". Fortunately, Lu Xun can have such a novel and vast world.

Because Lu Xun came from the city, he was a distant guest and a distinguished guest, so many children in the village got permission from their parents, reduced the amount of daily work, and enjoyed playing with Brother Xun. The way to play is very interesting, such as digging earthworms to catch shrimp by the river, or going to herd cattle together, but the greatest pleasure is watching social drama. Once, they went to Zhaozhuang, a neighboring village, to see a play. Lu Xun later recalled: "As soon as I went out, I saw a white-covered boat moored in the Pingqiao under the moon. Everyone jumped off the boat, and they were happy to pull the pole before, and Afa pulled the pole after. The younger ones sat in the cabin with me, and the older ones gathered at the stern. By the time my mother came out and told me to be careful, we had set sail, knocked on the bridge stone, stepped back a few feet, and then stepped forward and got out of the bridge. So two oars were set up, one for each person and one for each other. Some were joking and shouting, and the sound of the gurgling bow splashing water was heard. In the river with green beans and wheat fields on the left and right, they flew in the radial direction of Zhaozhuang. The fragrance of beans and wheat on both sides of the river and the grass at the bottom of the river is mixed with water vapor and blows on the face; The moonlight is hazy in this water vapor. The dark rolling hills, like the backs of enthusiastic iron beasts, ran far to the stern, but I thought the boat was slow. They changed hands four times, and gradually they saw the faint Zhao Zhuang, and they seemed to hear the song blowing, and there were still a few ignitions. They thought it was a stage, but maybe it was a fishing fire. The fire approached, and it was indeed a fishing fire; .. It was a clump of pine trees at the bow .. After passing the forest, the ship bent into the fork port, so Zhaozhuang was really in sight. The most eye-catching thing is a stage standing in the open space near the river outside the village, which is blurred in the moonlit night far away and almost inseparable from the space. I suspect that the fairyland I have seen in the painting has appeared here. .. "

When Lu Xun was 13 years old, his grandfather was imprisoned, and he and his younger brother were placed in the home of his uncle Huangfuzhuang, which is more than 3 miles away from the city.

when Lu Xun came to his uncle's house this time, the situation was completely different from before, and he was inevitably treated with some coldness. However, the workers and their children are the same everywhere. They are still so warm and attentive, and come to receive the little guests who have come from afar to take refuge. Spring in the country is still beautiful, mud boats are full of rivers, green wheat fields are on both sides of the river, and green Podocarpus grows on the ridges. During the day, adults went to work in the river and fields, and Lu Xun played with the children, or fished, or peeled off Podocarpus. The main sideline of farmers in Huangfuzhuang and Xiaogaobu is fishing. In the middle of the night, all the fish swam out, and the eaters ate and swam, and the fishermen also set out at this time. After the second watch, shrimps began to come out. The shrimp catcher paddled the boat and took the sea pocket to catch shrimp. After dawn, they just ate a little Leng Fantuan, went to town to sell fish and shrimp, and didn't come back to sleep until they sold out the fish and shrimp. Whenever they have a little leisure time, they don't rest, but plan to act and show their excellent skills in acting.

At that time, in the countryside around Shaoxing, there were so many days of acting that they could hardly be counted. The ninth and tenth days of the first month are "lamp-holder plays"; In March, there will be the birthday of "Dongyue the Great", and the performance will be held on 28th at the latest. On May 16th, "Birthday of Bodhisattva Wang Ye (Land)", and on June 17th, "Birthday of Grandpa Bao", all performances are required. On July 16th, the birthday of "General Liu Meng", the farmers said that he was "Liu Bei's son", because he fell to his death while catching shrimps in the field, so he had to act. In August and September, until the end of the year, there are still many plays to be performed. Acting seems to be inseparable from their lives. In fact, the purpose of their acting is not just to show the bodhisattva, but to express their wishes: the safety of population and livestock, a bumper harvest of grain, and a peaceful life of living and working in peace; Although, real life is not as they expected. Farmers always show their talents, wisdom and strength in their own carnival and demonstration festivals. The procession lined up for several miles in succession, and the crowd swept through village after village like a rolling wave. Red, green, yellow and flags of various colors are flying above the team. In this vast team, everyone is alive and kicking: some play with lions, some play with dragon boats, some walk on stilts, some carry bars and cabinets, some knock on gongs and drums, some carry lotus spears, bang, bang, and let it ring several times in the sky.

The most spectacular and brilliant is the Mulian Opera. Perhaps to commemorate the heroes who were once called "traitors" by the feudal ruling class in history, the heroes who died in the armed revolutionary struggle of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom in modern times, and other cross-dead people who died unexpectedly. In Huangfuzhuang, the stage was set up in a place called "fire field" in the village. It is said that this is the slaughterhouse where the reactionary landlord class slaughtered farmers after the failure of the peasant uprising in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. The play started from the afternoon of the first day and lasted until dawn the next day. The "Mourning" was held at sunset, and the solemn and stirring horn was blown on the stage. In the dusk, a dozen horses were placed under the stage, and a performer dressed as a ghost king with a steel fork in his hand. In addition, more than a dozen ghost pawns were needed, and ordinary children could apply. They climbed onto the stage to show their willingness, painted their faces with a few strokes of color, held steel forks in their hands, and waited for people to gather together. They immediately mounted their horses and galloped to the lonely graves without owners in the wild, then pulled the forks back and went to the front desk, shouting together, throwing the steel forks and nailing them to the bedplate, and the responsibility was over, so they washed their faces and stepped down. Held this kind of ceremony, which means that those lonely souls and ghosts have followed the ghost king and ghost pawn to come to the theatre together. After the "mourning" ceremony went in, the operas began and went on slowly. When it comes to "jumping", people immediately get nervous. A bleak trumpet was blown on the stage, and a mass of cloth was put down on the central beam of the stage. The spectators all held their breath, and suddenly a man appeared on the stage, who didn't wear underwear, only had a calf nose and painted a few strokes of BLACKPINK on his face. This was called "male hanging". As soon as he stepped on the stage, he ran hanging cloth, like a spider clinging to its silk, and seemed to be weaving a web, drilling and hanging on it. After that, it was the "jumping female hanging". The bleak horn was blown on the stage again. Soon, the door curtain was lifted, and the female crane, a ghost more beautiful and stronger than all other ghosts, appeared. A red shirt, a long black vest, long hair, and two paper ingots hanging around his neck, bowed his head and lowered his hand, and meandered all over the stage. Insiders said that this was a "heart". Then, she shook her covered hair back, and people saw her face clearly: round face as white as lime, dark eyebrows, dark eyes and scarlet lips. She shrugged her shoulders slightly, looked around, listened, seemed surprised, pleased and angry, and finally made a sad voice and sang slowly, "Slave is a Yang family girl, oh, my God! .. "After that, she was abused as a child bride, and finally she had to throw herself into the ring. After singing, I heard crying in the distance. It was also a woman, who was sorrowful and ready to commit suicide. She was so surprised that she was going to beg for a replacement, but she kept jumping out of the "male crane" and advocated that he should beg for it, and the argument turned to force. Of course, the "female crane" could not compete with him. Fortunately, another god on the stage, Wang Lingguan, appeared at this moment. When she was whipped, she retired the "male crane" and let the "female crane" go to activities alone. This scene is the most profound in Lu Xun's memory, and there are certainly many other scenes. From childhood until later, his memory is particularly deep. Lu Xun believes that the most vengeful "female pendant", the most beautiful and strong soul, is the embodiment of the vengeful will of the oppressed.

The natural scenery in the countryside, the life of "wild children" such as Runtu, and books on folk literature and drawings aroused Lu Xun's great interests and hobbies. These interests and hobbies, which seem to be parallel, are actually interrelated, affecting his life and character, and will develop day by day in the future, serving his great ideal. In the future, engaging in literature, showing rural poverty, profoundly exposing social contradictions, and studying Han paintings and statues and advocating woodcut are all related to this. As for the critical eye, it also began to sprout in childhood. The spirit of justice, fortitude and perseverance from his family was developed when he later fought against adversity. The childhood life of Lu Xun described above can be said to be relatively happy in Lu Xun's life. This makes him recall in the future, often with a feeling of beauty, a yearning mood, and often get creative inspiration from this.

However, from the age of 13, Lu Xun began to get in touch with the society, and he had to taste the bitterness of the world himself.