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It has been six years since I ran from the countryside to the capital. During this period, there are many so-called national events, which you have heard and witnessed. But in my heart, I don't leave any trace. If I want to find out the influence of these things, it will only increase my bad temper. To tell the truth, it is to teach me to look down on people day by day.

But there is a little thing that means a lot to me, which drags me out of my bad temper and makes me unforgettable.

It was the winter of the sixth year of the Republic of China, and the north wind was blowing hard. I have to walk on the road early in the morning because of my livelihood. I hardly met anyone along the way, so I managed to hire a rickshaw and teach him to pull to the S gate. Soon, the north wind subsided, and the dust on the road had already been blown clean, leaving a white avenue, and the driver ran faster. Just near the S gate, suddenly there was another person on the bus, and he fell down slowly.

It was a woman with gray hair and rags who fell down. Iraq suddenly crossed the road to the front of the car; The coachman had cleared the way, but Yi's broken cotton vest was not buckled properly, and the breeze blew and scattered, and finally he got on the handlebar. Fortunately, the coachman stopped earlier, or I would have stumbled and bled.

I fell to the ground; The coachman also stood firm. I knew that the old woman was not hurt and no one else saw her, so I blamed her for meddling and trying to make trouble by herself. She also missed my way.

I said to him, "Nothing. Go your way! "

The coachman ignored-or didn't hear-but put down the car, helped the old woman get up slowly, stopped holding her arm and asked Iraq:

"What's the matter with you?"

"I broke it."

I think, I saw you fall to the ground slowly. How could you break it? Just putting on airs. It's really disgusting. The coachman was very upset and asked for it. Now you can go by yourself.

After listening to the old woman's words, the driver did not hesitate, still holding Yi's arm, and walked forward step by step. I'm a little surprised. I am busy looking forward to the future. This is a patrol station. After the gale, there was no one outside. The coachman helped the old woman and walked to the gate.

I suddenly have a strange feeling at this moment. I feel that his dusty back suddenly becomes taller and bigger, and I have to look up to see it. For me, he gradually became almost a kind of coercion, and even squeezed out the "small" hidden under the fur robe.

At this time, my energy is somewhat stagnant. I sat still and didn't think about it until I saw a policeman coming out of the branch office.

The policeman approached me and said, "Rent a car yourself, he can't pull you."

Without thinking, I grabbed a handful of copper coins from my coat pocket and handed them to the police, saying, "Please give them to him ..."

The wind has stopped and the road is still quiet. I thought as I walked, almost afraid to think of myself. Let's put aside the past. What does this copper coin mean? Reward him? Can I still judge the driver? I can't answer it myself.

I still think about it from time to time. Therefore, I always feel pain and try to think about myself. In recent years, I have read the Force of Wenzhi as early as when I was young, just like Confucius said [2], and I can't recite a sentence. This little incident, unique to me, always floats in front of my eyes, sometimes clearer, teaching me shame, urging me to turn over a new leaf, and increasing my courage and hope.

1July 920. ⑶

□ Notes

① This article was first published in the annual supplement of Beijing Morning Post in 19 19/February 1 day.

(2) Confucius: "Confucius"; "Poetry cloud" is "what is said in the Book of Songs". Generally refers to Confucian ancient books. This refers to the primary reading materials of the old school.

(3) According to the date of publication of newspapers and the Diary of Lu Xun, this article was written in 19 191month.

Diary of a madman (1)

A gentleman, Kun Zhong, whose real name is Yin Jin, was a good friend in middle school. After years of separation, the news gradually disappeared. I occasionally heard of a serious illness the other day; When you go back to your hometown to visit, you will only meet one person, saying that the brother of the sick person is also. The old gentleman came all the way to see you, but he has recovered. He went to a place where he stood by and watched. Because I laughed, I published two diaries with the symptoms of the day. I might as well give them to my old friend. After reading it, I realized that I was suffering from "persecution mania" and so on. The language is quite incoherent, with many absurd words; It's not the month and date, but the ink font is different, so it's not a temporary handwriting. There are also some people who have a little contact with each other. Today I will summarize one for doctors to study. It is not easy for a word to remember Chinese mistakes; However, although people's names are all villagers, they are unknown to the world and it doesn't matter, but they are also easy to walk. As for the title, I will never change it again. I met on April 2, 1977.

one

Tonight, the moonlight is good.

I haven't seen you for more than thirty years; Seeing you today is very refreshing. Only then did I know that I was dizzy for more than 30 years before; However, you must be very careful. Why else would Zhao's dog look at me?

I feel horrible.

two

There is no moonlight today. I know it's not good. When he went out carefully in the morning, Zhao Guiweng's eyes were strange: he seemed afraid of me and wanted to hurt me. There are seven or eight people whispering about me and smiling at me with their mouths open; I was cold from head to toe until they had arranged everything.

I'm not afraid. I'm still going my way. A group of children in front were also talking about me there; The expression in his eyes was as blue as Zhao Guiweng's. I think I have a grudge against my child, and so does he. I can't help but say loudly, "You tell me!" They just ran away.

I thought: What's my enmity with Zhao Guiweng and the people on the road? Only twenty years ago, I kicked Mr. Gu Jiu's old running script (3), and Mr. Gu Jiu was very unhappy. Although Zhao Guiweng didn't know him, he must have heard the wind and felt very wronged. I agree that people on the road will be right with me. But what about the baby? At that time, they were not born. Why are their eyes strange today? They seem afraid of me and want to hurt me. This really scares me, surprises me and makes me sad.

I see. Their mother taught me this!

three

Can't sleep at night. Everything needs to be studied to understand.

They-some lashed the magistrate of a county, some slapped the gentleman's mouth, some were robbed of their wives by the chief executive, and some were forced to death by the creditors; Their expressions at that time were not so fearful or so fierce as yesterday.

The strangest thing is that the woman in the street beat her son yesterday and said, "Lao Zi! I want to bite you and vent my anger! " He looked at me with his eyes. I was surprised and couldn't hide it; The people with blue faces and fangs all burst into laughter. Chen Laowu dragged me home to catch up.

Dragging me home, my family pretended not to know me; Their faces are the same as others. I locked the door when I entered the study, but now I have closed a chicken and duck. The more I teach this matter, the more I can't guess the details.

A few days ago, the tenants of the prodigal village complained about the famine and told my eldest brother that a villain in their village had been killed by everyone. A few people will cut out his heart and eat it in oil, which will make him more emboldened. I interjected that both the tenant and the eldest brother looked at me. I just learned today that their eyes are exactly the same as those outside.

Come to think of it, I am cold from head to toe.

If they can eat people, they may not eat me.

Look at the woman's words of "biting you a few times", laughing with a group of people with green faces and fangs, and the words of the tenant the day before yesterday, which are obviously code words. I can see that his words are full of poison and his smile is full of knives. Their teeth are all white and complete, and this is the guy who eats people.

According to my own thinking, although I'm not a villain, it's hard to say since I kicked the ancient books. They seem to have ulterior motives, and I can't even guess. And when you turn your face, you say that people are wicked. I still remember my big brother teaching me how to do theory. No matter how good I am, I turn him over and he will play a few rounds. Forgive the bad guy a few words, and he will say, "Be wonderful and different." I can guess what their thoughts are there; Besides, it's time to eat.

Everything must be studied to understand. I remember eating people in ancient times, but I don't know. I looked at the history and found that it has no age, and the words "benevolence, righteousness and morality" are written on every crooked leaf. I can't sleep anyway. I read it carefully in the middle of the night before I saw the words through the gap. The book is full of "cannibalism"!

There were so many words written in the book and so did the tenants, but they all looked at me with strange smiles.

I'm human too. They want to eat me!

four

In the morning, I sat quietly for a while. Chen Laowu sent a meal, a bowl of vegetables and a bowl of steamed fish. Fish's eyes are white and hard, and their mouths are open, just like those who want to eat people. After eating a few chopsticks, I didn't know if it was a fish or a person, so I spit him out.

I said, "Old Five, tell Big Brother that I am bored and want to go for a walk in the garden." Old five refused and left; After a pause, I opened the door.

I don't move, study how they manipulate me; Knowing they won't relax. Sure enough! My eldest brother led an old man and walked slowly; He was full of fierce eyes, afraid that I would see him, but he lowered his head to the ground and secretly looked at me from the side of his glasses. Big brother said, "You seem to be fine today." I said, "Yes." The eldest brother said, "Please ask Mr. He to come today and give you a diagnosis." I said, "Yes!" In fact, I didn't know the old man was dressed as an executioner! It is nothing more than speculating about fatness in the name of pulse-cutting: because of this credit, I also shared a piece of meat. I'm not afraid; Although not cannibal, he is braver than them. Hold out two fists and see what he does. The old man sat with his eyes closed, touched for a long time and stayed for a long time; He opened his eyes and said, "Forget it. Just keep it quiet for a few days. "

Don't think about it, raise it quietly! After gaining weight, they can naturally eat more; What's good for me? How can I be "good"? They are a group of people who want to eat people, sneak around, want to hide, and dare not do it directly. It really makes me laugh to death. I couldn't help it. I laughed and was very happy. I know there is kindness in this laughter. The old man's face was bloodless and was suppressed by my courage and loyalty.

But I have courage. The more they want to eat me, the braver they are. The old man stepped out of the door and didn't go far. He whispered to his eldest brother, "Eat quickly!" " Eldest brother nodded. It's you! This is a great idea. Although it seems to be an accident, I also care: the person who eats me in partnership is my brother!

It is my brother who eats people!

I am the brother of a cannibal!

I was eaten by myself, but I am still the brother of a cannibal!

five

These days, I took a step back and thought: if the old man doesn't dress up as an executioner, he is really a doctor, and he is still a man-eater. In Materia Medica (4) written by their ancestor Li Shizhen, it is clearly written that human flesh can be fried and eaten; Can he still say not to eat people?

As for my eldest brother, I have never wronged him. When he told me a book, he personally said that he could "eat easily" (5); Once again, I happened to talk about a bad guy, who said that he would not only be killed, but also make "meat bedding" [6]. I was young and my heart was beating for a long time. Not surprisingly, a few days ago, the tenants of the prodigal village came to eat their hearts and kept nodding. It can be seen that the mind is as cruel as before. Since you can "eat for a change", everything is easy to get and everyone can eat. I used to listen to his reasoning alone and use it indiscriminately; Now we know that when he makes sense, not only is his mouth smeared with human oil, but his heart is also full of cannibalism.

six

It's getting dark, I don't know whether it's day or night. Zhao's dog barked again.

A heart as fierce as a lion, as cowardly as a rabbit, as cunning as a fox, ...

seven

I know their methods. I won't kill them at once, nor dare I, for fear of getting into trouble. So I contacted them all, and they were full of traps, forcing me to commit suicide. Look at what the men and women in the street and my eldest brother have done in the past few days, and you can realize eight or nine points. It is best to take off your belt, hang it on the beam and strangle yourself; They didn't kill anyone, but they realized their wishes. Naturally, they all gave a happy laugh. Otherwise, I will be scared to death. Although I'm a little thinner, I can still nod my head a few times.

They only eat dead meat! -I remember that the book said that there was something called "Hai Yi Na". Once, the eyes and appearance were ugly. Often eat dead meat, even huge bones, chew it carefully and swallow it, which is also terrible to think of. "Hayina" is a relative of the wolf, and the wolf is the dog's family. Zhao's dog looked at me the day before yesterday, showing that he was also an accomplice and was close to him. The old man's eyes are on the ground, so he can't hide it from me.

The most pitiful is my eldest brother, who is also a human being. Why isn't he afraid? Partner to eat me? Or have you always been used to it, right? Or did you lose your conscience and knowingly commit a crime?

I curse the man who eats people, starting with him; If you want to convince a cannibal to turn around, start with him.

eight

In fact, they should understand this truth by now. ...

Suddenly a man came; He is only about twenty years old and his appearance is not very clear. He was smiling all over his face. When he nodded to me, his smile didn't look like a real smile. I asked him, "Eating people, right?" He still smiled and said, "If it wasn't a famine year, how could it eat people?" I knew at once that he was also a group and liked to eat people; He was very courageous and insisted on asking him.

"Right?"

"Ask him what such a thing. You are really good at telling jokes. ..... The weather is very good today. "

The weather is clear and the moonlight is bright. But I want to ask you, "Right?"

He doesn't think so. Hu and Hu replied, "No ..."

"No? Why do they eat? ! "

"No matter ..."

"No matter? The prodigal son village is eating now; There is also a book saying that it is red and new! "

His face changed, a white and bloodless complexion. Open your eyes and say, "There are many, never like this ..."

"Never, right?"

"I won't tell you these truths; In short, you shouldn't say it. It is your fault to say it! "

I jumped up and opened my eyes, and the man was gone. I'm sweating all over. His age, much younger than my eldest brother, is actually a group; This must have been taught by his mother. I'm afraid I have taught it to his son; So even children look at me with malicious intent.

nine

I want to eat people, but I'm afraid of being eaten by others. They all looked at each other with great suspicion. ……

Considering this, walking, eating and sleeping are very comfortable. This is just a threshold, a pass. They are father, son, brother, husband, wife, friend, teacher, student, enemy and stranger. They all form a group, encouraging each other and pulling each other, and will never cross this step.

ten

Early in the morning, go to my eldest brother; He stood outside the hall looking at the sky, so I walked behind him, stopped the door, and said to him very silently and kindly:

"Eldest brother, I have something to tell you."

"Go ahead," he quickly turned to his face and nodded.

"I only have a few words, but I won't say it. Brother, they all ate a little about the savage at the beginning. Later, because of different minds, some people stopped eating people and just wanted to be better, so they became human beings and real people. Some are still eating-just like bugs, some have turned into fish, birds and monkeys until they become people. Some are not good, or bugs. This man who eats people is more shameful than a man who doesn't eat people. I'm afraid it's far worse than the shy monkey of the bug.

"Ya ya was steamed son, eat, or a thing of the past. Who knows that since Pangu opened the heavens and the earth, he has been eating the son of Yiya; From The Son of Elegance to The Sign of Xu Xilin: Since Xu Xilin, I have been eating people arrested by Langzi Village. Last year, criminals were killed in the city, and a man with consumption soaked steamed bread in blood.

"They want to eat me, you a person, the original also couldn't think of; But why do you want to join? People who eat people are powerless; They will eat me, they will eat you, and they will eat themselves in groups. But as long as you take a step and change immediately, everyone will live in peace. Although it has never been like this, we can be particularly good today and say no! Brother, I believe you can say that the tenant wanted to reduce the rent the day before yesterday, but you saidno. "

At first he just sneered, then his eyes became fierce. His face turned blue when he revealed their secret. Outside the gate stood a group of people, Zhao Guiweng and his dog, also inside, all poked around and got in. Some are invisible faces, which seem to be covered with cloth; Some are still green-faced and fangs, sipping their mouths and laughing. I know they are a group. They are all cannibals. However, I also know that their minds are very different. One is that they think they should eat like this. One is that he knows he shouldn't eat it, but he still wants to eat it for fear that others will tell him. So, after listening to my words, he became more and more angry, but he sneered.

At that time, the boss also suddenly appeared lost expression, loudly drink a way:

"Get out of here! What is there to see in a madman! "

At this time, I learned the other side of their cleverness. They not only refused to change, but also arranged it; Prepare the name of the next madman to cover me. After eating it, it will not only be peaceful, but also be afraid that someone will see it. The tenant said everyone ate the wicked, that's all. This is their old spectrum!

Chen Lao Wu also came in angrily. How to keep my mouth shut, I have to tell these people,

"You can change, starting from the real change! You know, cannibals are not allowed in the world in the future.

"Don't change to eat. Even if there are many births, they will be destroyed by real people, just like hunters killing wolves! -like a bug! "

All those people were driven away by Chen Laowu. Big brother doesn't know where he has gone. Chen Laowu advised me to go back to the house. It was dark in the room. Beam rafters shaking on the head; I shook it for a while and then I grew up and piled it on me.

Extremely heavy, unable to move; He tried to kill me. I knew his heaviness was fake, so I struggled out and broke out in a sweat. But I have to say,

"You immediately changed, from the heart changed! You know, there is no room for eating people in the future, ... "

eleven

The sun does not rise, the door does not open, and there are two meals a day.

When I picked up chopsticks, I thought of my big brother. It's all his fault to know that my sister is dead. At that time, my sister was only five years old, and her lovely and pitiful appearance was still in sight. Mother kept crying, but he advised her not to cry. Probably because I ate it, I couldn't help crying. If I still feel bad, ...

My sister was eaten by my eldest brother. Does mom know? I don't know.

Mom wants to know; But I didn't explain when I cried, and I thought it was appropriate. I remember when I was four or five years old, I sat in front of the hall to enjoy the cool. My eldest brother said that my parents were ill, and a son was going to cut off a piece of meat and invite him to eat it when it was cooked. Only then can he be considered a good man. Mom didn't sayno. If you eat one piece, you can eat the whole piece naturally. But the way I cried that day, now that I think about it, it's really sad. This is really a strange thing!

twelve

I can't figure it out.

The place where people ate people for 4 thousand years, I didn't know until today that I had been in it for many years; Eldest brother is in charge of housework, and my sister just died. He may not be in the food, but he gave it to us secretly.

I may not have accidentally stopped eating some pieces of my sister's meat, but now it's my turn. ...

With a 4000-year history of cannibalism, I didn't know at first, but now I understand that it is difficult for people to see real people!

thirteen

There are still children who haven't eaten anyone.

Save the children ...

191April 8.

To annotate ...

① This article was first published in 19 18, the fifth issue of New Youth, Volume IV. The author adopted the pseudonym "Lu Xun" for the first time. This is the first novel in the history of modern literature in China that attacks the feudal ethics of "cannibalism". The author not only mentioned the reasons for its appearance in this book (Shout) and the preface, but also pointed out in the preface of two novels of China New Literature Series that it was "intended to expose the drawbacks of family system and ethics", which can be seen.

(2) Alternate: In the official system of the Qing Dynasty, middle-and lower-level officials who obtained official titles through imperial examinations or donations, but had no actual posts, were selected by the official department, assigned to a certain department or province, and used by the committee, which was called alternate.

(3) Mr. Gu Jiu's old running script: This is a metaphor for the long history of feudal rule in China.

⑷ "What is Materia Medica": It refers to the pharmaceutical work Compendium of Materia Medica written by Li Shizhen in Ming Dynasty (15 18- 1593), with a total of 52 volumes. The book once mentioned the record of treating tuberculosis with human flesh in Chen Zangqi's Herbal Supplement in the Tang Dynasty, and expressed disagreement. It is said here that Li Shizhen's book "clearly says that human flesh can be fried and eaten" was regarded as "the mistake of China people" by a "madman".

5. Ziyi and Eating: According to legend, Zuo Zhuan was published for fifteen years, and it was Song Huayuan who told Chu Jiangzi of the tragic situation when the capital of the Song State was besieged by the Chu army: "My city is easy to eat, and the bones are analyzed."

[6] "Eating Meat and Bedding Skin": In the twenty-first year of Zuozhuan, the State of Jin aligned with Zhuang Gong and said, "However, the second son is like an animal, I eat its meat and sleep its skin." (Press: "Er Zi" refers to Zhi Chuo and Guo Zui of Qi who were once captured by Zhou Chuo. )

⑺ "Haina": the transliteration of English hyena, that is, hyena (also known as hyena), a carnivore, often follows liger and other beasts and feeds on their leftover animal carcasses.

(8) Yiya: Qi people in the Spring and Autumn Period were good at seasoning. According to Guan Zi Xiao Ming: "Fu Yi Ya steamed it and offered his eldest son to make peace with business (according to Qi Huangong), and the public said,' Nothing more than steamed babies'." Jie and Zhou were the last monarchs of Xia and Shang Dynasties in China, but Yi Ya was not their contemporaries. The phrase "Yi Ya steamed his son to eat for him" here is also the expression of "madman" and "his words are quite incoherent".

(9) Xu Xilin: Xu Xilin (1873-1907), a native of Shaoxing, Zhejiang, was an important member of the Guangfu Association, a revolutionary group in the late Qing Dynasty. 1907, together with Qiu Jin, they planned simultaneous uprisings in Zhejiang and Anhui provinces. On July 6, he took advantage of the graduation ceremony held by the school to stab Enming, the governor of Anhui Province, and led the students to capture the Ordnance Bureau. He was arrested and killed that day, and his heart was dug out and blown up by Eun Ming's guards. ⑽ means "cut off your thigh to cure your parents' serious illness". This is an act of ignorance and filial piety in feudal society. "Selected Records of the History of the Song Dynasty I": "Take people with filial piety, the brave cut their shares, and the fearful enter their graves. "

Duck's comedy (1)

Shortly after B·R·Epomehk, a blind Russian poet, brought his lyre to Beijing, he complained to me: "Loneliness, loneliness, loneliness in the desert!"

This should be true, but I have never felt it; I have lived here for a long time. "I stayed in Lan Zhi's room for a long time and didn't smell its fragrance" (3). I just thought it was just shouting. However, what I call yelling, or what he calls loneliness.

It feels as if there is no spring and autumn in Beijing. Older people in Beijing say that the atmosphere has turned north, and it was not so warm here at first. It's just that I always thought there was no spring and autumn; Late winter and early summer are connected, and summer goes to winter and rises again.

One day is late winter and early summer, and it is night. I occasionally have leisure to visit Mr. B·R·Epomehk, who has been living in the house of Mr. Zhong Mijun; At this time, the family is asleep and the world is quiet. He leaned back on the sofa alone, his high eyebrows frowning slightly between his long blond hair, thinking about Myanmar, the old place where he traveled, and the summer night in Myanmar. "Such a night," he said, "is full of Burmese music. There are insects singing in the room, in the grass and in the trees, and all kinds of sounds have become an ensemble, which is amazing. At the same time, there is always a snake singing:' hiss!' But it is also in harmony with the sound of insects ... "He mused as if he wanted to recall the scene at that time.

I can't talk. I have never heard such wonderful music in Beijing, so no matter how patriotic I am, I can't defend it, because although he can't see, he is not deaf.

"Beijing doesn't even croak ..." He sighed again.

"There's the frog!" This sigh made me brave, so I protested: "In summer, after the heavy rain, you can hear many frogs barking, all in ditches, because there are ditches everywhere in Beijing."

"Oh ..."

A few days later, my words were actually confirmed, because Mr. B·R·Epomehk had bought buckets from more than a dozen families. He bought it and put it in a small pool in the middle of the yard outside the window. This pond is three feet long and two feet wide, which Zhongmi dug for planting lotus flowers. From this lotus pond, although I have never seen half a lotus flower, it is really a suitable place to raise frogs. Kodou swims in groups in the water; B·R·Epomehk jun also often strolled to visit them. Sometimes, the children tell him, "Mr. B·R·Epomehk, they have feet." He smiled happily and said, "Oh!"

However, it is only one thing for B·R·Epomehk to train musicians in the pond. He has always advocated self-reliance, often saying that women can raise livestock and men should farm. Therefore, when I meet a close friend, I will persuade him to grow cabbage in the yard; I have repeatedly advised Mrs Zhongmi to keep bees, chickens, pigs, cows and camels in Iraq. Later, Zhong Mi raised a lot of chickens, flying around the yard and pecking at the tender leaves of the carpet, which may be the result of this suggestion.

Since then, villagers who sell chickens often come and buy a few when they come, because chickens are prone to food accumulation and illness, and it is difficult to live long; Moreover, a horse has become the hero of B·R·Epomehk's only novel "The Tragedy of Chicken" (4). One morning, the countryman unexpectedly brought a duckling, howling; But Mrs. Zhong Mi said no. B·R·Epomehk Jun also ran out, so they put one in his hand and the duckling howled in his hand. He thought it was cute too, so he had to buy it again. He bought four tickets at the price of 80p each.

The duckling is really cute. They are covered with yellow flowers. When they are placed on the ground, they stumble and greet each other, always in the same place. Everyone agreed to buy loaches to feed them tomorrow. B·R·Epomehk Jun said, "This money can also be mine."

So he went to teach; Everyone is separated, too. Soon, when Mrs. Zhong Mi brought cold rice to feed them, she heard the sound of splashing water in the distance. She ran over and saw that all four ducklings were taking a bath in the lotus pond, still doing somersaults and eating. When they were prevented from going ashore, the whole pool was muddy. After a long time, it was clarified that only a few thin lotus roots were exposed in the mud. And I can't find a Kodou who has already given birth to a foot.

"Yi and Sike left first, frog's son." In the evening, as soon as the children saw him coming back, the youngest one quickly said.

"What's up, frog?"

Mrs. Zhong Mi also came out to report the story of duckling eating Kodou.

"Alas, alas! ..... "He said.

When the duckling shed its yellow fur, B·R·Epomehk suddenly missed his "Russian mother" and hurried to Chita.

By the time frogs croak everywhere, the ducklings have grown up. Two white ones and two flowered ones are "ducks and ducks" without howling. The lotus pond has long been unable to accommodate them. Fortunately, the terrain of Zhongmijia is very low. As soon as the summer rain falls and the yard is full of water, they swim, drill, flap their wings and call "ducks" happily.

It's late summer and early winter now, but there's still no news from B·R·Epomehk. I don't know where he is.

There are only four ducks, but they are still barking in the desert.

1October 922.

□ Notes

(1) this article was first published in 19221February, No.8 12 of Shanghai Women's Magazine. ..

⑵ B·R·Epomehk (1889— 1952): Russian poet and fairy tale writer. Blindness due to illness in childhood. I have been to Japan, Thailand, Myanmar and India. 192 1 year, he was deported from Japan for participating in the "May 1st" parade, and later he came to China. 1922 From Shanghai to Beijing, I taught in Peking University and Beijing Esperanto Specialized Schools. /kloc-returned to China on 0/923. He wrote in Esperanto and Japanese, and Lu Xun also translated his works Peach Blossom Garden and B·R·Epomehk Fairy Tales.

⑶ "When you enter Lan Zhi's room, you don't smell its fragrance for a long time": For the language, see the six books of Confucius' Family Notes.

(4) The tragedy of chicken: a fairy tale. Lu Xun translated it in July 1922, and published it in the 9th issue of Shanghai Women's Magazine, Volume 8, in September of the same year, and was later included in B·R·Epomehk Fairy Tales Collection.

"Russian mother": Russian people's nickname for their motherland. [Screaming]

Dragon Boat Festival (1)

Fang Xuanzhuo's recent love to say "almost" has almost become a "mantra"; Not only that, it's really in his head. At first, he said "all the same", but later he felt unstable, so he changed it to "almost", which has been used until now.

Since he saw this common epigram, he has aroused many new feelings, but at the same time he has also felt many new comforts. For example, I was angry at first when I saw the older generation bullying young people, but now I have changed my mind. In the future, when a young man has children and grandchildren, he will probably put on such airs, and there will be no injustice. For example, I was angry when I saw the soldiers beating the coachman, but now I have changed my mind. If the coachman becomes a soldier, the soldier will probably hit him like this and never take it to heart again. When he thinks like this, he sometimes suspects that he has no courage to fight against evil society, so he deliberately creates a way out, which is very close to "there is no right or wrong", and correction is far better than correction. However, this view always grows in his mind.

He said that this song "Almost" was first published in the lecture hall of Shoushan School in Beijing. At that time, he probably mentioned something about history, so he said that "ancient and modern people are not far apart" and all kinds of people are "sexually similar" (3). Finally, students and bureaucrats are involved, and he commented:

"Nowadays, fashionable people in society scold bureaucrats, and students are particularly interested. However, bureaucrats were not born into a special race, or were changed by civilians. There are many bureaucrats with student backgrounds now. What is the difference between them and the old bureaucrats? There is not much difference between elegant thoughts, speeches and actions ... even many new undertakings run by student groups have inevitably gone wrong, and most of them have been put out. Something like that But this is what China can worry about in the future ... "

Among the more than 20 listeners sitting in the lecture hall, some were disappointed or thought it was right; Some flew into a rage, probably thinking that they had insulted the sacred youth; Several people smiled at him, probably thinking that this was his defense: Fang Xuanzhuo was a bureaucrat.

But this is all wrong. This is just his new injustice; Although unfair, it is only his theory of silence. Although I don't know if it is because of laziness or uselessness, he feels that he is a person who refuses to exercise and is very quiet. The general manager blamed him for his insanity. As long as his position is unshakable, he will never speak. The teacher's salary has been in arrears for half a year. As long as there is no official salary support, he will never speak. Not only did he not talk, but the teacher also jointly asked for a salary.