Lu xun's true temperament--thoughts on reading epitaph.

Interestingly, Mr. Lu Xun is one of the earliest writers I know because my father likes Lu Xun very much. As early as when I was in primary school, he told me the story of Sister Xianglin before going to bed. Strange to say, under my father's vivid description, I actually have some little experience of the profound things behind the article, so that every time I read Mr. Lu Xun's article in Chinese class, I will have a kind feeling.

There is a thick Complete Works of Lu Xun at home with a yellow cover. The yellowed paper is densely covered with type, and the name of father is written on the title page, as well as the words/kloc-0 bought from a bookstore in September, 1999. It is such a book that makes countless middle school students have a headache. It used to be my reading material when I was young. Looking through Mr. Wang's photos, catalogue and introduction, the first article of the complete works is Mr. Wang's inscription for the "grave" Because of the location, I watched it many times unconsciously. For researchers, this passage deserves a lot of discussion, but for me, I am often attracted by Yu Xiansheng's true nature between the lines.

For example, as we all know, China people have a tradition of taboo, and they always pay attention to avoiding some unlucky words. At that time, naming "grave" was a taboo and frightening thing. But when discussing the meaning of this "grave", Mr. Wang said: "This is finally the trace of life, so although I know that the past has passed, I can't pursue it any more, but I can't be so determined. I still want to curb the dross, build a new grave, bury it and be nostalgic. As for stepping into the ground not far away, I don't want to manage it, and I can't manage it. " While burying and remembering, Mr. Wang profoundly pointed out the truth of people's lives, but his tone was so peaceful and calm that people felt less anxious and more secure when facing this grave.

Speaking of the editor's strange temper about "the longer the article, the more the manuscript fee", Mr. Wang immediately joked: "His own article is simply a coincidence." Is this still the voice of many writers today? As for his habit of writing strange sentences and ancient Chinese characters, he also admitted that he was influenced by People's Daily, although "he changed some things and left the rest to him". I think Mr. Wang is a little cute compared to a writer who is careful with his words. "If such a simple thing belongs to someone else, I'm afraid I can't help but persuade him to give up love, but I always want to keep it." This sentence can be described as Mr. Shuangbiao's self-criticism, but in fact, isn't everyone in this state?

Speaking of the reason why I can't abandon the old manuscript, Mr. Wang sincerely expressed his thoughts. "Several poets mentioned in it have not been mentioned yet, which is also a small reason why I can't abandon the old manuscript. How did their names excite me before? After the success of the Republic of China, I forgot them, but now they have always appeared in front of my eyes. " In a word, it expresses my admiration, nostalgia and disappointment for the youth idol, which I think most people have experienced.

Mr. Wang's sincerity comes from introspection from the heart. Because he is deep enough and calm enough, he can always analyze the essential state of himself and others to the fullest. As he said, "If I give up drinking and eating cod liver oil to prolong my life, it's not all for my lover, but mostly for my enemy." Just like in life, after a busy period of time, we often ask ourselves whether to live for ourselves or for others. Simple and straightforward words can tell the helplessness of human nature.

Mr. Wang's true nature is that he can always face these flaws and helplessness in human nature. No matter himself or others, he can always introspect and criticize without reservation, just like a child in the emperor's new clothes, facing all kinds of hypocrisy in reality, he constantly points out the truth. His contemporaries called him heartless, mean and spicy. How many years later, I looked back and realized my husband's innocence, romance and sincerity. He has no reservations about his weaknesses, and he will never be soft on the hypocrisy of others. Not being wronged, not perfect, not hiding, not shirking, always keeping rational and independent thinking, this may be the most precious quality of intellectuals and the most lovely place.