In 2022, flowers are blooming in the morning, chapter 2 10.
Looking back at the morning flowers, picking them in the evening.
Chang's mother-she was Lu Xun's nanny when he was a child. From her, I learned about the ignorant and superstitious working people at the bottom, but they are kind at heart. Lu Xun's feelings for Chang's mother have experienced two ups and downs, both of which are mentioned in the book. Among them, I also feel sorry for the hidden mouse, but I think it is really a mountain out of a molehill to change the evaluation of a person just because of a hidden mouse.
At the same time, Lu Xun's Treasure of Animal Life is also written here, which reminds me of the rabbit I once raised. This little white rabbit was asked by my mother from a retired teacher. It is very cute, soft and smooth all over, as if wearing a fur coat. Its ears are very special, long and big, and its hearing is also very sensitive. At the slightest sign of trouble, it pricks up its ears to find the source of the sound. I found that its ears are very thin, and through the auricle, you can vaguely see many small blood vessels intertwined.
The white rabbit's eyes are like two bright rubies, so cute. Its three-petalled mouth also has sharp teeth and eats it with relish. Its food was found in the wild by dad after work. When he was full, he washed his face with his paws and went back to the cage to rest. However, the white rabbit also has its shortcomings. There are many "shit balls" in its home. Growing up day by day, the taste of the balcony is getting heavier and heavier. So my parents discussed it with me, and I had to send it to the wild forest with tears in my eyes. I still miss this little rabbit so far, and I hope it will live well! In my dream, it flew to me and we played happily together!
I don't like his father, because his father asked Lu Xun to endorse when he went to worship God. Personally, I think this has killed the children's playful nature. But Lu Xun did not blame his father, but blamed himself on another matter, expressing Lu Xun's love for his father.
The other thing is his father's illness. Here I feel the incompetence of a quack. When his father was dying, another hateful person was YanTaitai. She asked Lu Xun to shout at the bedside of his seriously ill father. Lu Xun felt that yelling at that time did not let his father die quietly, and he was uneasy, guilty and miserable!
YanTaitai, who caused this regret, is a selfish, talkative and mischievous woman. She instigated Lu Xun to sell his mother's jewelry and spread it around. But it also made Lu Xun know his mentor, Mr. Fujino. I think Mr. Fujino is a respectable person. At that time, China people treated equally and cared about learning. If we imagine Lu Xun's situation at that time, it is not difficult to realize the greatness of Mr.
Among them, Mr. Fujino helped Lu Xun change his speech, which made me very moved. He revised it with a red pen from beginning to end, which not only added many omissions, but also corrected Lian Wenfa's mistakes one by one. He is so careful and meticulous! Mr Fujino's attitude towards Lu Xun aroused the dissatisfaction of China students, so they attacked Lu Xun. Mr. Fujino tried to help Lu Xun clear his grievances. What a good teacher! I especially hope to meet a mentor like Mr. Fujino!
This is my evaluation of the characters after reading Flowers in the Morning, which may be a bit one-sided, but this is my real idea, and I will write it here to discuss with you.
Looking back at the morning flowers in the evening, the next part
Morning Flowers and Evening Picks, a collection of reminiscence essays written by the author in his childhood and youth, is rich in ideological content and provides a kind of value concept about the beauty, ugliness and vulgarity of characters. There are ten essays describing Lu Xun's experiences in different life stages from childhood to youth.
In this article. Based on his own life experience, the author praised the simplicity and kindness of the working people and their yearning for a better life, and profoundly exposed, satirized and criticized the feudal custom culture.
Needless to say, there are green vegetable fields, smooth stone wells and tall acacia trees. Purple mulberry; Cicadas are singing in the leaves, fat wasps are squatting on cauliflower, calling the son of heaven gently, and the slots go straight into the sky, needless to say. Just around the short mud wall, it has unlimited interest. ...
From "Hundred Herbs Garden" to "San Tan Yin Yue", the most detailed description of childhood life is full of humor and interest. Herbal Garden is the paradise of Lu Xun's childhood, which contains garden soap, locust tree, mulberry, cicada, wasp, son of heaven, cricket and so on. Like his whole world. His father also taught him how to catch birds in the snow. But in the end, the author still wants to bid farewell to these beautiful things and go to San Tan Yin Yue to study. The gentlemen in the three bookstores are extremely old-fashioned, simple and knowledgeable. Study hard there or play in the backyard. Full of childlike interest and vitality.
Of course, there are many other childhood stories of Lu Xun in the book. Lu Xun also told us in this book that we should cherish childhood, which is a great wealth of life. Be sure to cherish it, don't wait until you miss it.
Read this book. I also thought about my childhood. Actually, I liked catching grasshoppers at that time. But I didn't dare to touch it, so I was responsible for watching the movement, which grass in the lawn was shaking badly, and then moved to other grass in an instant. That must be a grasshopper jumping there. So I shouted for other friends to catch it. After a while, when it was full, I could catch enough bottles and release them. Especially near the Yellow River Dam in my hometown, there are many grasshoppers, and they are full of harvest every time.
In Flowers in the Morning, Mr. Lu Xun's trivial childhood memories are warm and rational. It shows us different childhood in different times. Lu Xun's works also illuminate my progress.
Looking back at the morning flowers in the evening, part three
I love nature and yearn for freedom. There is also a garden after the three pools reflect the moon. Although small, you can climb the flower bed to fold wintersweet and look for cicadas or osmanthus trees on the ground. The best job is to catch flies and feed them to ants quietly. However, the students have been in the garden for too long, but they can't. Mr. Wang shouted in the study: Where did everyone go? !
Read Lu Xun's "cordate telosma"? From "Hundred Herbs Garden" to "Three Ponds on the Moon", I appreciate the innocent feelings revealed from time to time between the lines, and I can't help but look at the charming natural picture scroll.
"Oil flies sing here and crickets play the piano here. Turning over broken bricks, sometimes I meet centipedes; And Mylabris, if you hold its spine with your fingers, it will clap your hands and spit out a puff of smoke from behind your eyes ... "
I read Lu Xun's essays full of childhood memories, just as I read Lu Xun's childlike interest in loving nature and yearning for freedom. Suddenly, I seemed to see Lu Xun when I was a child. They got into the vanilla garden while the adults were not looking. He keeps company with insects, picks wild flowers and fruits, and then catches birds with his playmates, but because of impatience, he can't catch many. He often listens to stories told by his nanny's mother, so he is very afraid of the red snake in the herb garden. In San Tan Yin Yue, despite the strict instruction of Mr. Shou, he still can't stand the childishness in the students' hearts. When he was absorbed in reading, he didn't find that his students were doing all kinds of things, some were putting paper armor on their nails to play high-quality plays, while Lu Xun was absorbed in painting. ...
All the feelings are so naive and unforgettable, perhaps it aroused my inner * * * *. I really don't know why I like one of the articles in Morning Flowers and Evening Picks, especially when the author looks at the world from a child's eyes, which makes people feel kind and full of passion.
Mr. Lu Xun showed his passion for nature and yearning for freedom in his articles. He wants to play freely and get in close contact with nature, and he doesn't want to be controlled by his parents and slaves all day, which is unique to children. Once upon a time, I left my childhood and entered a teenager. I am busy studying and scratching my life every day. But I think I am still a naive child, and sometimes I have sweet childhood dreams. Recalling those childhood trifles, I still remember them vividly, and I couldn't help laughing. My home used to be a suburb, and there was a large field nearby. When I was a child, I always went there to enjoy the sunshine in spring, the breeze in autumn, and the rape flowers I always picked. I am intoxicated in the embrace of nature. When I was a child, I went to my neighbor's house every day after dinner without wiping my mouth. Go to eat tofu with friends and play in the fields together. From time to time, I fell into the mud pit and became a "little clay figurine". I picked all kinds of flowers, but I was afraid my master would find them, so I hid them in a tree hole. After a while, the flowers will fade, but I am still intoxicated in the unrestrained free space. Now, buildings have been built in the field, and my friends and I are working hard for our future, so I can't feel the kindness of nature and lose a lot of freedom, but I am still intoxicated in the unrestrained free space. Now because of the building built in the wild, my friends and I are working hard for our future, so I can't feel the kindness of nature and lack a lot of freedom, but I still love nature and yearn for freedom, no matter whether it can be realized now. This may be the similarity between Lu Xun and me when I was a child, which made me so moved after reading the article. Childhood has drifted away, leaving only a few scattered memories. Why not read them carefully? "Flowers bloom at night", experience the childhood dreams of that different era, and love nature and yearn for freedom with Lu Xun.
Looking back at the morning flowers, picking them in the evening.
There is a book full of childhood memories of a man who has experienced many vicissitudes; There is a book full of thoughts about old friends and eternal youth; There is a book that reflects the dark society from a peaceful and warm life, satirizes from lyric, criticizes from plain narration and hates from description. This book is Lu Xun's essays-"Flowers at Morning".
The language of Morning Flowers and Evening Flowers is peaceful and simple, which depicts the characters and their success: the big mother, who is bright and talkative, has many troublesome manners and can do things that others can't or can't do; Fan Ainong was born, he had his own ideals, but in the end he was always alone. Mr. Fujino, who is informal about life, but serious and meticulous about academics; Chen Lianhe, an incompetent "famous doctor"; The elegant old gentleman in Shou Jason Wu ... Lu Xun described the lives of those people with his unpretentious voice, warmth, sadness, happiness and hatred. Suddenly, a picture of old China appeared in front of us: a group of poor people had long been insensitive under the weight of life and lived in a daze; The books read in private schools are all "moral meanings"; Everyone follows complicated etiquette and devotes himself to God. Various "famous doctors" and "alchemists" became life-saving gods ... The dark old society appeared in the short story, which deeply influenced Lu Xun in his childhood. Lu Xun's memory of childhood is also his criticism of the dark reality. This book seems to be more like a genre painting, the cry of a man devastated by feudal society.
But in this book, Lu Xun is more of a description of the beautiful things in his childhood. For example, the dragon mother who put a big word in the middle of the bed; Teacher Fujino, who corrects the position of blood vessels, is meticulous in academic work and cares for students; Fan Ainong has an upright heart and a tolerant heart. They influenced Lu Xun with their words and deeds, made him feel the beauty of his childhood, and made Lu Xun a kind and advanced intellectual, a firm and just person. The author's fond memories of childhood, such as Baicaoyuan, Wuchang Conference, Shanhaijing, etc., also make this book not like an adult's memory, but like an excited narrative of a child.
Now, our childhood is full of warmth and beauty, and we can't feel the dark society written by Lu Xun. China got rid of the feudal system, became prosperous, and people's lives were stable. But we still can't forget that history. Now, like Lu Xun, we should "bow our heads and be willing to be a willing ox" for the progress of the country and the happiness of the people. The great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation requires every one of us to work hard and struggle.
This is Flowers in the Morning, a memoir of childhood life, a series of true portrayal of society at that time, and also a criticism of reality and encouragement to us!
Looking back at the morning flowers, picking them in the evening. chapter five
Holding Lu Xun's flowers in the morning and picking them up in the evening, we savored the innocence when we were young and frivolous between the lines, and our thoughts seemed to float to the carefree days that once belonged to us.
Just like its unique name, "Flowers at Morning" is a well-known masterpiece written by Mr. Lu Xun in his later years. When I am old and tired, I will still have the original taste in my heart and feel that I have another taste. Flowers that bloom in the morning will become more delicate with the dawn. When the sun sets, they will be picked and lose their delicate fragrance when they first bloom. However, the irradiation of the sunset glow adds a charm to them, and the faint fragrance is guided by the wind, which makes people think. It's like tasting a delicious dish and chewing it carefully. When I was a child, the taste of innocence stayed in my heart and slowly overflowed.
Mr. Lu Xun is a great writer, and his childhood is not boring. He is a countryman, but he can study like a city man. Less rough country children and more knowledge. Less children of girls in the city, more generous style. He misses the carefree days in the Herbal Garden, interacting with bugs, as if such a childhood was enough. When the adults were in a daze, they got into the Herbal Garden at an extremely fast speed. Oil flies sing here, crickets accompany them, and Lu Xun's childhood seems to be spent in a waltz of nature.
Boring is Mr. Lu Xun's interpretation of Sanwei study. Being a little lazy for a while will also be influenced by the old man's sentence: "Where did everyone go?" Shout back, all day long in addition to reading or reading, idle boring.
The naivety revealed in the book seems to have infected me inadvertently. Maybe Lu Xun's article really has some magic. He explored my heart with a child's simple eyes and aroused my voice.
Some people say that the most important thing to see if a person can really write an article is whether there is emotion in his article. The teacher once said: only emotions can turn articles into flesh and blood. I have to admit that Lu Xun is really good. Although all his words are plain and simple, his passion is beyond doubt. He hopes to really embrace nature, look forward to wandering in the mountains and rivers, and look forward to one day being one with bugs. Reading and reading, it's as if the old man suddenly became a vibrant child, smelling of sunshine.
When I was young, I had such a glorious century. I like to sit by the river and watch ducks swim by, and reach out and index "one, two"; I like to run in the forest path, put aside my unhappiness and laugh heartily, whether polite or not; I also like to hide in a secret place and watch my companions go in and out looking for my busy figure. Finally, because my hiding skills are too high, I have to bow my head and give up. Thought of here, there is a feeling of secretly pleased, I can't say what it is. It seems that a small "conspiracy" succeeded, and it seems to have escaped a small "disaster".
Our childhood drifted away, leaving beautiful memories. Let's take a look at Lu Xun's childhood and slowly experience a happy childhood. Trivial memories reappear in the morning flowers and the evening picking. Different times, the same happiness, childhood, people miss.
Looking back at the morning flowers, picking them in the evening. Chapter vi
Flowers bloom at night, a poetic name. Open the book and record ten essays about memories. These words really took me around in Mr. Lu Xun's memory, just as the book introduced, "Although it has become a morning flower picked in the evening with the passage of time, it is still beautiful and fragrant."
In the article, I seem to see the little hidden mouse rescued and raised by Lu Xun when I was a child, his beloved Classic of Mountains and Seas, and the Herb Garden that preserved his beautiful memories ... Although it has been a long time since I passed his memory, I can't help but remind people of my childhood.
Because his father was ill, Mr. Lu Xun had been dealing with two famous doctors for some time. The prescriptions prescribed by famous doctors are very strange, and drug citations need to be searched hard by themselves. In this way, Lu Xun listened to the orders of famous doctors and looked for medicine and pills everywhere ... However, his father's illness did not improve in the end, but it became more serious. Later, he went to Sendai to study medicine, originally just to save people from suffering. ...
During the days when Mr. Lu Xun was studying in Japan, his teacher Mr. Fujino also left a deep impression on me. Judging from the first description in the book, Mr. Fujino is an informal person. He is also very concerned about China student Lu Xun. He asked Lu Xun to show him the lecture notes every week and help him to correct them carefully. This kind of silent help lasted for a semester. His concern for Lu Xun is meticulous, because he heard that China people respect ghosts and gods, and he is worried about whether Lu Xun is willing to dissect ... This is a great tutor, who loves medicine, sincerely hopes to carry forward medicine, is rigorous, honest and sincere, enthusiastic and caring, and has no national prejudice.
In my mind, Mr. Lu Xun has always been the image of "looking at a thousand fingers coldly". So, once, he was filled with indignation. When he saw a movie in which a Chinese detective serving the Russian army was about to be shot, he was surrounded by a group of China people, and the Japanese students around him shouted "Long live". His patriotism, sense of national responsibility and sense of mission were awakened, and he decided to give up medicine, study literature and heal the people of China with words.
After reading these essays, I not only felt the innocence of Lu Xun, but also felt his love for the motherland. He is a soldier who fights with a pen. He is just, black or white, fighting for the revolution. Here, he describes people and things in a simple and cordial style, and the memories displayed in these works respond to the real life at that time, leaving us to experience and understand ... He is worthy of being a great writer, thinker and revolutionary in China.
Looking back at the flowers in the morning and picking them at dusk Chapter 7.
"Flowers with dewdrops are naturally much better, but I can't." This is a sentence in Lu Xun's brief introduction to his reminiscence prose "Flowers in the Morning and Evening Picking Up". I wrote this puzzling sentence on the transcript and continued to look down with questions. ...
After reading this book, I seem to see Lu Xun's childhood and youth. At that time, the chaos of the current situation and the social turmoil were beyond our imagination, but I can personally experience the feeling of that memory-after the screening of time, what was left was the deepest memory and the most meaningful moment. The flower that is stained with dew in the morning and still hangs on the branches in full bloom at night is the most tenacious one.
I think of primary school life. At that time, all the students in the class were "funny", playing all kinds of games and making all kinds of ridiculous jokes. Every day when I come home from school, I will "report" the "wonders" I met at school that day, and sometimes I will laugh and even "spit rice". My mother suggested that I could try to write these things down and remember them. I think it's a good idea, but although I have the context of the article in my mind, I can't write that kind of pure happiness and feeling when I really start writing.
I am very disappointed in myself, thinking that my writing is not good, and I can't even write what happened around me. I'm still in a hurry: time will make people forget many things. When I grow up and improve my writing, will these interesting things be forgotten?
The desire to "write about my primary school life" has been buried in my heart.
I don't know whether it is because of the pressure of study or the troubles of adolescence when the sixth grade is approaching graduation next semester. I found that many students have lost their childhood liveliness and naughty, and I am a little reluctant to leave my teachers and classmates because I am about to graduate, so that my wish slowly surfaced. Once again, facing the innocence of childhood, I actually raised a little respect in my heart. Those who once thought they were not vivid enough to write, and some details were vague, disappeared after they really started writing. In those years, happy moments kept pouring out and solidified into eternity in my pen.
Now I look back at the sentence written by Mr. Lu Xun in "Morning Flowers Picking Up in the Evening": "Flowers with dew and folds are naturally much better, but I can't." I understand that time has indeed ravaged some of my memories, but the most essential part has slowly settled in my heart over the years and will never be forgotten.
Looking back at the flowers in the morning and picking them at dusk Chapter 8
Flowers in the morning and flowers in the evening are a very poetic name. Flowers in the morning are picked at night. Because of the distance between "early" and "late", all past memories are warmer and more rational. As Pushkin said in "If Life Deceives You", "The past will become a kind of nostalgia." Covering the aftertaste, the intriguing beauty arises spontaneously.
This warmth comes from some lovely people in Mr. Lu Xun's life. Lu Xun's memory of nanny's mother is full of warmth. From the beginning, he was crowded on the mat and couldn't sleep. He complained to Chang and told me some manners and superstitious manners. Later, he was greatly moved by his efforts to buy Shan Hai Jing, and between the lines flowed Mr. Lu Xun's deep love and nostalgia for his eldest mother. Mr. Fujino, with a moustache, glasses and a stack of books, revised the handout for "I", lamenting that "I" no longer studied medicine, and sincerely hoped that new medicine could be introduced to China. How precious this ardent hope of crossing national boundaries is to Mr. Lu Xun, a student studying in China!
This rationality comes from Lu Xun's understanding and thinking about life. In "Twenty-four Filial Pieties", the author recalled some books he read as a child, but in retrospect, he thought those stories were absurd and hypocritical. Before going to see the performance in Musashi Club, I was asked by my father to study, so that I finally lost my interest in playing. "Notes" wrote that Mr. Lu Xun went abroad to study and went to several universities, and found that university education was not to his taste. All these show that Mr. Lu Xun was dissatisfied with the feudal education that bound children's nature. Facing the absurd "famous doctor" with poor medical skills and the cold and selfish YanTaitai, Mr. Lu Xun peeled off the useless shell of the "famous doctor" and portrayed YanTaitai's ugly face in words.
As the editor of "Flowers in the Morning and Flowers in the Evening" said at the beginning, "Words condensed by memory are full of emotional juice. The happiness and depression of childhood, the yearning and exposure of beautiful human nature build Lu Xun's most authentic spiritual landscape. Life lives because of memories. Those old things that have been picked up and are unwilling to leave behind have comforted the spirit and warmed the soul. "
Mr. Zhu Guangqian said: "There is a distance between beauty and real life. To see the beauty of things themselves, we must look at them from an appropriate distance. " Mr. Lu Xun's picking up Morning Flowers in the evening is an excellent interpretation of distance and beauty, but now our readers use the words in the book to awaken the memory of childhood fun. Isn't it a kind of beauty?
Looking back at the morning flowers, picking them in the evening.
During the summer vacation, it was very hot, and cicadas kept calling in the treetops. On the other hand, I am not afraid of hot summer. Because, with a book in my hand, I have been immersed in many interesting fragments. In this essay recalling the past, Lu Xun created a distinctive character image for us: a kind and simple mother, a naughty and curious little Lu Xun, a kind and upright Mr. Shou ... but what impressed us most was Lu Xun's father.
When it comes to Lu Xun's father, everyone will definitely think of the article "Club Five Cabins". In the article, the image of father is stern, autocratic, old-fashioned and pedantic. He would suddenly ask the children to recite the "extremely boring" Jian lue when they were eager to watch the God Meeting, which made the young Lu Xun extremely disappointed and miserable. Although there is no lack of love for his children in his father's heart, what he did stifled his children's lively nature and left a gray color in Lu Xun's heart that could never be erased.
In Lu Xun's father, I seem to see the epitome of modern parents. In order to look forward to their children's success, they poured love and hope into their children, and also brought heavy pressure and burden to them. We often see such scenes in training classes or on TV: parents glare or yell sharply, while children sit at desks, frowning and scratching their heads, holding pens and hesitating on homework papers. This is the suppression and destruction of children's nature by modern education.
I can't help thinking about my life, why not! I remember last summer vacation, I have been fighting for the Olympics at my desk. Holidays are supposed to be a time for children to play with nature and keep company with flowers and trees, but I am forced to face a thick stack of exercise books in a daze. That day, I was intoxicated with the beautiful imagination of "going on a trip tomorrow". Suddenly, I was awakened from my dream by a loud drink: "If you can't finish this 100 problem, you are not allowed to go out to play." Helpless, I had to lift my pen and daub those boring numbers on the draft paper. It was not until late at night that I put down my pen with trepidation.
One hundred years ago, Lu Xun issued a loud cry for feudal education that suppressed human nature, and mercilessly criticized and attacked it. However, in the 2 1 century, we are still trapped in another distorted education. The flower season of eleven or twelve years old should be as full of vitality as birds flying in the sky; Not a caged bird, lost its freedom. Our childhood should be as colorful as a rainbow, not just a gray shadow before homework. Parents should not be autocratic and rigid like Lu Xun's father; Instead, put yourself in the child's shoes, think and do things from the child's standpoint, and let the child have a natural childhood!
Looking back at the morning flowers, picking them in the evening.
A Chang and Shan Hai Jing is the most touching article I read when I read Morning Flowers and Evening Picking Up.
This paper mainly describes a few small things that Lu Xun remembered when he was a child, and how he got along with his nanny's big mother, which shaped a simple, kind, superstitious and deeply loved Lu Xun's "mother" and expressed Lu Xun's regret, regret, gratitude and deep nostalgia for his big mother.
The eldest mother loves Lu Xun very much. She is a widow and has no children of her own. She took care of Lu Xun as her own son. When Lu Xun was a child, he longed for Shan Hai Jing. His illiterate mother took the opportunity of asking for leave to go home and bought four small books for Lu Xun-Shan Hai Jing. This is the first precious book that Lu Xun got. This book must have had a profound impact on Lu Xun's life, so that she can recall the details so clearly more than 30 years after her mother died.
Writing here, I can't help thinking of my grandmother, who loves me as much as her big mother.
Grandma is seventy years old this year, with a vicissitudes of life face, a rickety back and a slender figure.
Grandma's rules are as many as big mom's: to eat New Year's Eve dinner, you have to wait for her to say a long blessing before you can open the table; On the first and fifteenth day of each month, you should make pious sacrifices and worship; The seventh month of the lunar calendar is what she calls a "ghost month", and I am not allowed to go out at night ... I don't believe these rules and I won't do as she says! Even so, she is not annoyed.
When I was in middle school, I rode my bike to and from school alone, and I always came home late. She is always worried. She packed the food early, closed the door half an hour earlier, went downstairs, and waited quietly against the cold wind ... I rode my bike and turned to the edge of the community, where I saw her still figure and skirt fluttering in the wind from a distance. She always finds me at once, dragging her inconvenient legs, trotting forward to meet me and reaching for the bag on my back, suddenly becoming light and relaxed. I rode slowly, and she strode to the elevator, and then opened four doors for me before entering the house-this is a big deal!
My side, not only my grandmother, but also my parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles ... they all love me, and they all cast love eyes on me, and I am surrounded by people who love me. In life and study, no matter what difficulties you encounter, as long as you think of their eager eyes and familiar figures, courage and strength will magically come to mind.
Reading "Mother Dragon", I think of my grandmother and the slightly hunched and slender figure at the entrance of the community every night, telling myself to cherish everyone who loves me around me and not to regret, blame and feel guilty like Mr. Lu Xun. ...
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