The full text of Lu Xun's "Morning Flowers Picking Up in the Evening"

Brief Introduction to Flowers in the Morning and Picking Up in the Evening

I often want to find a little leisure in confusion, but it's really not easy. At present, it is so bizarre, and my heart is so complicated. When a person only has memories, his life will probably be boring forever, but sometimes he has no memories. China's articles are standard, but the world is still spiral. When I left Sun Yat-sen University the other day, I remembered leaving Xiamen University four months ago. Hearing the chirping of planes overhead, I remembered the scene of planes hovering over Beijing every day a year ago. At that time, I also wrote a short article called Yi Jue. Now, even this "sleep" is gone.

The weather in Guangzhou is really hot early, and the sunset enters from the west window, forcing people to barely put on a thin coat. A pot of "water branches" on the desk is something I have never seen before: it is just a section of tree, and its branches and leaves are lovely as long as they are immersed in water. Look at the green leaves, edit the old manuscript, and finally make a difference. Doing this kind of thing is really a day to live and a year to die, which can drive away the heat.

The day before yesterday, Weeds was edited. This time, it was my turn to bring up the past in Mangyuan, and I also changed his name: cordate telosma. Flowers with dew are much better, but I can't. Even if it's strange in my mind now, I can't make him become a strange essay in an instant. In other words, when he looks up at the clouds, he will blink in front of me.

Once, I recalled many times the fruits and vegetables I ate in my hometown when I was a child: water chestnut, arhat bean, water bamboo and wax gourd. These are extremely delicious; Used to be the temptation to make me homesick. Later, I tasted it after a long separation, and that's it; Just in memory, there are old meanings. They may lie to me for the rest of my life and keep me looking back.

These ten articles were copied from memory, which may be different from the actual content, but I only remember these now. The style is probably very messy, because I dropped out of school after writing for nine months. The environment is different: the first two articles are written under the east wall of Beijing apartment; Three of them are in displacement, and the places are hospitals and carpenters' rooms; The last five articles are upstairs in the library of Xiamen University, and have been pushed out by scholars.

1 May, 9271day, Lu Xun recorded in Guangzhou Baiyun Building.

Fan Ainong

In an inn in Tokyo, we usually read newspapers when we get together. Most students watch Asahi Shimbun and Yomiuri Shimbun, and those who are interested in asking about social trivia watch the February 6th news. One morning, Bi Tou saw a telegram from China, which was probably:-?

"Anhui Governor En Ming was assassinated by Kirin and the assassin was arrested."

After everyone was shocked, they spoke radiant words to each other and studied who the assassin was and how Chinese characters were. But as long as they are from Shaoxing and don't read textbooks specifically, they have already understood. This is Xu Xilin. After he came back from studying abroad, he worked as an alternate road and ran as the governor in Anhui, which coincided with the assassination of the governor. ?

Everyone predicted that he would be executed and his family would be implicated. Soon, the news that Qiu Jin was killed in Shaoxing also came. Xu Xilin was dug up and gave all the food to Enming Qin Bing. People are angry. Several people held a secret meeting to raise funds in Sichuan; At this time, the Japanese ronin is needed. He shredded the squid, had a generous drink, and then boarded the plane to meet Xu's family. ?

As usual, there are also hometown associations, hanging martyrs and cursing Manchuria; Since then, some people have advocated sending a telegram to Beijing, denouncing the Manchu government as inhuman. The congregation was immediately divided into two groups: one group wanted to generate electricity and the other group didn't. I advocate power generation, but when I said it, a dull voice followed:-

"If the murderer is killed and the dead are all dead, what kind of fart telegram can you send?" ?

This is a tall man with long hair and white eyes. He always looks at others as if ignoring them. He squatted on the mat, and I generally opposed everything I said; I was surprised and paid attention to him. This just asks others: Who said that it is so cold? People I know told me that his name is Xu's student. ?

I felt so angry that he was not human at all. My husband was killed, so I dare not send a telegram. So I insisted on generating electricity and arguing with him. As a result, most people advocated power generation, and he gave in. Secondly, we should introduce people to draft telegrams. ?

"Why? Nature is a person who advocates power generation. " He said. ?

I think what he said was aimed at me again, but it was not unreasonable. But I advocate that this tragic article must be written by someone who knows the life of the martyr, because he is more closely related than others, and his heart is more sad and angry, and it will be more touching to write it. So they fought again. As a result, he didn't do it, and neither did I. I don't know who admitted to doing it; Secondly, everyone got separated, leaving only a draftsman and one or two officers, waiting for the filming to be finished. ? From then on, I always thought this Fan Ainong was both eccentric and hateful. The hateful people in the world thought they were Manchu at first, but later they realized that they were still the second; The first one is Fan Ainong. China is not revolutionary, but if it wants to be revolutionary, Fan Ainong must be eliminated first.

However, this opinion seems to have gradually disappeared and it has been forgotten. We never met again. Until the year before the revolution, I was still a teacher in my hometown, probably in late spring. Suddenly, I saw a man on the guest table of an acquaintance. We looked at each other for two or three seconds and said at the same time

"Oh, oh, you are Fan Ainong!" ?

"Oh, oh, you are Lu Xun!" ?

Somehow we all laughed, laughed at each other and felt sad. His eyes are still like that, but strangely, in recent years, his head has also had white hair, but maybe it has been there for a long time, and I didn't notice it before. He looks very cold in an old cloth jacket and worn cloth shoes. Talking about his own experience, he said that he later lost his tuition and could no longer study abroad, so he came back. After returning to my hometown, I was despised, rejected and persecuted, and there was almost no place to live. Now I am hiding in the countryside and teaching several primary school students to make a living. But sometimes I feel bored, so I also come to town by boat. ?

He also told me that I like drinking now, so we drank. Since then, every time he goes to town, he will definitely come to see me and know me very well. When we are drunk, we often say something stupid and crazy, and even our mother laughs when she overhears it. One day, I suddenly remembered the old story when I held a hometown meeting in Tokyo and asked him:-?

"What was your reason for deliberately opposing me that day, intentionally?" ?

"Don't you know? I have always hated you-not only me, but also us. " ?

"Did you know who I was before that?" ?

"Why don't you know. Didn't we meet Ziying and you when we arrived in Yokohama? You look down on us and shake your head. Do you remember? " ?

I briefly thought about it, but I remember that it was seven or eight years ago. At that time, Ziying came to ask me out and said that Yokohama would pick up my new classmate. As soon as the steamboat arrived, I saw a lot, about a dozen people. As soon as I landed, I put my luggage on duty and waited for inspection. The customs officer rummaged through the closet and suddenly found a pair of embroidered bow shoes. Then I put down my business and took a closer look. I was very dissatisfied and thought, how could these birds bring this thing? I didn't notice it myself. I probably shook my head at that time. After the inspection, you must sit in the inn before getting on the bus. I didn't expect these scholars to give up their seats on the bus again. A wants B to sit in this seat, and B wants C to sit. Before the work was finished, the train had already left. As soon as the body shook, three or four of them fell off. At that time, I was also very dissatisfied, and I thought to myself: Even the seats on the train should be distinguished. I didn't notice, maybe I shook my head again. However, Fan Ainong is an elegant figure, but I didn't think of it until today. Not only he, but also ashamed to say, in this group, there are martyrs Chen Boping who died in Anhui later, and martyrs Ma who were killed; There are still one or two people locked up in black jails, and they didn't see the light of day until after the revolution, and they always bear the scars of bandit punishment. Knowing nothing about it, I shook my head and shipped them to Tokyo. Although Xu came with them in the same boat, he was not in the car because he and his wife went to Kobe by land. ?

I think I shook my head twice. They don't know what time it is. Let the sitting be lively and the inspection be quiet. It must be the time of tariff. I want to ask if I love agriculture, yes. ?

"I really don't understand what are you doing with this thing? Whose is it? " ?

"Not our Jenny's?" He glared at his white eyes. ?

"When you go to Tokyo, you must pretend to have a pair of big feet. Why do you want to bring this thing? " ?

"Who knows? You ask her. " ?

In beginning of winter, our situation got worse, but we still drank and told jokes. Suddenly it was the Wuchang Uprising, followed by the recovery of Shaoxing. The next day, Ai Nong came to the city, wearing the felt hat commonly used by farmers, and that smile was never seen before. ?

"Old fast, we don't drink today. I want to see Shaoxing after the recovery. Let's go together. " ?

We walked in the street with a white flag in our eyes. However, despite this appearance, the skeleton remains the same, because it is still a military government organized by several old squires. What railway shareholders are administrative directors, and the bank treasurer is an ordnance director. This military government did not last long after all. As soon as the teenagers called, Wang Jinfa strode in from Hangzhou, even if he didn't come, he would come. After he came in, he was surrounded by many idle people and the new revolutionary party. He became the commander-in-chief of the king's yamen. He changed his robe in less than ten days, and the weather was not cold. ?

I was placed next to the rice bowl of a normal school principal, and Governor Wang gave our school 200 yuan. I love farming as a supervisor, and I still wear the same cloth robe, but I don't drink much and have little time to chat. He teaches while working, and he is really diligent.

"The situation is still not good, Wang Jinfa and them." A teenager who attended my lecture last year came to visit me and said generously, "We will run a newspaper to supervise them. But the promoter wants to borrow Mr. Wang's name. One is Mr Ziying and the other is Mr Deqing. As a society, we know that you will never give up. " ?

I promised him. Two days later, I saw the leaflet published in the newspaper. There are indeed three sponsors. Five days later, it was published in the newspaper, beginning with scolding the military government and the people there; Then he scolded the viceroy, his relatives, his fellow villagers and his concubines. ?

After more than ten days of scolding, a news came to my house, saying that the governor was going to send someone to kill you with a pistol because you cheated him of his money. ?

It doesn't matter to others. My mother was the first to worry and told me not to go out again. But I went as usual and made it clear that Wang Jinfa wouldn't kill us. Although he was born in Greenwood University, it is not easy to kill people. Besides, I got the money from the school, and he can understand, but I'm just saying. ?

Sure enough, he didn't come to kill anyone. I wrote for funds and took another 200 yuan. But it seems a little angry, and at the same time ordered: come again, no more! ?

? However, I was embarrassed when Ainong got new news. It turns out that the so-called "liar" does not refer to the funds of the school, but a sum of money sent to the newspaper. After cursing in the newspaper for a few days, Wang Jinfa sent money from 500 yuan. So our teenagers held a meeting. The first question is: Do you accept it? The resolution said: accepted. The second question is: will you scold after receiving it? Solution: scold. The reason is: he is a shareholder after receiving the money; Bad shareholders will naturally be scolded. ?

I'll go to the newspaper and ask if it's true or not. It's all true. After saying something that I shouldn't charge him, an accountant became unhappy and asked me:-?

"Why don't newspapers accept equity?" ?

"This is not equity ..."?

"What is not equity?" ?

I won't go on, the world already knows. If I say anything that bothers us, he will criticize me for cherishing my worthless life too much and refusing to sacrifice for society, or you can see how afraid I am of death in tomorrow's newspaper. ?

Unfortunately, however, Gifford wrote to urge me to go to Nanjing. Ainong also agreed, but it was rather bleak, saying:-

"Here is like that, not people. You are quick to go ... "?

I understood his silence and decided to go to Nanjing. First, I went to the Doudufu to resign, and naturally I took aim. I sent a receiver with a runny nose. I handed in the accounts and the balance. I'm not the client. His successor is Fu Lichen, president of Confucius Institute.

The newspaper case was settled two or three weeks after I arrived in Nanjing and was destroyed by a group of soldiers. Zi Ying in the country, nothing; Deqing was in the city, and her thigh was stabbed with a sharp knife. He was angry. Naturally, this is very painful, and you can't blame him. After he was furious, he took off his clothes, took photos to show an inch wide knife wound, and made an article describing the situation, which was distributed everywhere to publicize the atrocities of the military government. I think this kind of photo is probably not collected now, and the size is too small, and the knife wound is reduced to almost nothing. If you don't explain it, the people you see must think it's a nude photo of a romantic figure, with a little madness. If you meet Sun, you are afraid of being banned.

When I moved from Nanjing to Beijing, the inspector who loved agriculture was also removed from his post by the president of Confucianism. He became a love farmer before the revolution. I wanted to find him something to do in Beijing, and he hoped very much, but there was no chance. Later, he sent food to familiar families and wrote to me from time to time. Things are getting worse, and his words are getting worse. Finally, I have to walk out of this acquaintance's house and float around. Soon, I suddenly got news from my fellow villager, who fell into the water and drowned. ?

I suspect that he committed suicide. Because he swims well, he is not easy to drown. ?

Sitting alone in the hall at night is very sad, and I suspect that the news is untrue, but I think it is extremely reliable and there is no reason, although there is no evidence. There's nothing I can do. I only wrote four poems, which were later published in a daily newspaper, and now I am about to forget them. I only remember six sentences in a song. The first four sentences are: "Sir, talk about wine in the world. The little drinker is still drunk and slightly drunk. " I forgot a few words in the middle, and finally it was "the old friend is dead, and the rest are just dust." ?

Later, I went back to my hometown and learned something more detailed. Ai Nong didn't do anything at first because everyone hated him. He is difficult to get along with, but he still drinks. His friends invited him. He seldom comes into contact with people, only a few younger people he met later are more common. However, they don't seem to want to hear more complaints from him, and think that telling jokes is not as interesting as telling jokes. ?

"Maybe I will receive a telegram tomorrow. I opened it and it was Lu Xun who called me. " He often says that. ?

One day, some new friends invited him to go to the theater by boat. It was past midnight when he came back, and there was a storm. He was drunk, but he insisted on peeing beside the boat. Everyone dissuaded him, but he wouldn't listen, saying he wouldn't fall. But he fell down. Although he could float, he never got up again. ?

The body was salvaged the next day and found upright in a diamond swing. ?

I still don't understand whether he slipped or committed suicide. ?

He died with nothing, leaving a young girl and his wife. Several people want to collect some money as a fund for their girls' future tuition, because once it is put forward, everyone will fight for custody of the money. In fact, there is no such money yet, and everyone feels bored and disappears invisibly. ?

I wonder what happened to his only daughter now. If I had been at school, I would have graduated from middle school.

November eighteenth

Twenty-four filial piety pictures

I always have to go up and down to find the blackest, blackest and blackest mantra, and curse all those who oppose and hinder the vernacular first. Even if a person really has a soul after death, he should go to hell because of this worst heart, and he will never repent. He must first curse all those who oppose and hinder the vernacular.

Since the so-called "literary revolution", children's books have been compared with Europe, America and Japan. Although poor, there are pictures and stories in the end. As long as you can read on, you can understand them. But a group of people with ulterior motives tried their best to stop it and make the children's world no fun. Beijing now often uses the word "carelessness" to intimidate children. In other words, as recorded in Shuowen, it was Ma Shumou who talked with Emperor Yang Di and steamed the child to death. If it's written correctly, it must be "hemp beard" Therefore, Ma Shumou will be in the semi-finals this time. But no matter who he is, his consumption of children is still limited, but for life. The pernicious influence of those who hinder the vernacular is not only a scourge, but also very extensive and lasting, which can turn all China into a beard and all children will die in his stomach.

Anyone who tries to kill the vernacular should perish!

These words, gentlemen naturally have to cover their ears, because as the saying goes, "jump up and swear, and still refuse to give up." Moreover, the scribes must also scold, thinking that this is a big violation of "style", that is, a big loss of "personality." Isn't it "the voice of the speaker" "Wen" and "people" are of course related. Although the world is strange, there are some special races among professors who "don't respect" the author's personality and can't "say his novels are good". But I don't care about this, because fortunately I didn't climb the "ivory tower", so I don't need to be careful. If you accidentally hit it, you will fall immediately. However, in the middle of autumn, before reaching the ground, I have to say it again:-

Anyone who tries to kill the vernacular should perish!

Every time I see primary school students happily looking at the thick children's world and thinking of the exquisite books used by children in other countries, I naturally feel sorry for the children in China. But when I recall my childhood with my classmates, I can't help but think that he is happy and pay a sad condolence to our eternal youth. What are we going to see then? As long as there is a little picture in the book, it will be banned, reprimanded and even slapped by the then "predecessor" teacher. My little classmate died because he was bored reading "Nature is good at the beginning of life", so he had to secretly open the first page and look at the devil-like kuixing with the words "satellite shining high" to satisfy his naive nature of loving beauty. I saw this yesterday and this today, but their eyes are still shining with the light of awakening and joy.

Outside the bookstore, the ban can be relatively lenient, but this is your own business, and everyone is probably different. What I can read in front of the public with dignity are Wen Chang Di Yin Jun Twain's Theory and Li Yuchao's Biography, both of which are painted with stories of punishing evil and promoting good. Lei Gong Dian Mu stood in the clouds, his head and horse face were covered with the ground. Not only is it against the dogma to "jump up", but even if he doesn't say a word, he will suffer considerable retribution. This newspaper is not a "bitter complaint", because that place is where ghosts and gods are king, "justice" is slaughtered, and wine is invited to kneel down, all in vain, which is simply unimaginable. Between heaven and earth in China, it is difficult not only to be a man, but also to be a ghost. However, there is a better place than the dead: no "gentlemen" and no "gossip".

Gangdom, if you want to be safe, you can't be praised. Especially those who often love pen and ink, in today's China, under the rule of rumors, talk about what "words and deeds are consistent". We can learn from the past. I heard that Sui Fu, the postscript of A Zhi, once answered a girl's question and said, "Only those who find happiness in the facts of life can live. If they see nothing, they might as well die. " So a man named Mi Halloff wrote a letter and laughed at him, saying ... so I sincerely advise you to kill yourself by suicide, because this is logical first, and your words and deeds will not run counter to each other. "

In fact, this legal theory is murder, so he found pleasure in life. Arriba Suifu just complained a lot and didn't commit suicide. Later, Mr Halloff didn't know how this was lost, but he found something else. It is true that "these times, courage is stability; Heat is not dangerous. "

However, for the underworld, I have finally praised it and can't change it; Although it is suspected that "words and deeds are not the same", it is true that I have not received a half-text allowance from Yan or imp, and I can solve it myself. Anyway, let's write:-

All the pictures of the underworld I have seen are my old books, not my own. The first picture book I received was a gift from an elder: Twenty-four Filial Pieties. Although this is only a thin book, the picture below says that there are fewer people and more ghosts, which is unique to me and makes me very happy. Everyone seems to know the story there; Even illiterate people, such as Chang, can see the story at a glance. However, I was happy, and then I was disappointed, because I asked someone to tell 24 stories before I realized that "filial piety" was so difficult, and I completely despaired of my previous wishful thinking and plans to be a filial son.

At the beginning of life, human nature is good? This is not the problem to be studied now. But I still vaguely remember that I never deliberately disobeyed my parents when I was a child, but I was very willing to be filial to my parents. But I am young and ignorant, and I only explain the practice of filial piety with my personal opinions, thinking that it is nothing more than "obedience" and "obedience", and I will feed my elderly parents well when I grow up. Since I had this textbook for dutiful sons, I know it's not, it's more difficult. There are naturally some imitations, such as "Luzi Negative Rice" and "Huang Xiang Fan Pillow". It is not difficult to conceive oranges, as long as rich people invite me to dinner. "Mr. Lu Xun is a guest and pregnant with oranges?" I knelt down and answered, "A mother's love wants to return to her mother." Rich people admire him, so the dutiful son is steady and easy to talk to. "Crying bamboo shoots" is suspicious, fearing that my sincerity may not touch the world in this way. But if you can't cry out bamboo shoots, it's just a slap in the face. If you go "lying on the ice looking for carp", your life will be in danger. The weather in my hometown is very mild. In severe winter, there is only a thin layer of ice on the water. Even if the child is lying down, it will definitely crash, the ice will break into the water, and the carp can't swim. Naturally, I have to risk my life. This is the only way to show filial piety, and there will be unexpected miracles, but I was still young and really didn't understand these.

Among them, the two things that puzzled me the most, even made me sick, were "Lao Lai entertaining relatives" and "Guo Ju burying children".

I still remember an old man lying in front of his parents and a child in his mother's hand, which gave me different feelings. They all hold "shake" in one hand. This thing is really cute. Beijing is called a small drum, and the cover means "the big drum is trillions". Zhu Yue: "There are trillions of drums and ears on both sides; Shake it with its handle and its side ears will also make a "pop" sound. However, this thing should not be held by Lao Laizi. He should have a cane. This way, it is simply pretending and insulting children. I didn't watch it twice. As soon as I arrived at this leaf, I quickly turned it over.

At that time, the Twenty-four Filial Pieties no longer existed. What's left now is a book painted by Haijun Oda of Japan, which tells the story of Lao Laizi: "When I was 70 years old, I often wore colorful clothes for my baby to play with." I often take water to court, cheat my servant to the ground, and make a baby cry to entertain my relatives. " It's almost the same as the old one. What distastes me is that no matter how rebellious and filial, children don't want to cheat, and they don't like rumors when they listen to stories. This is known to those who pay a little attention to children's psychology.

However, the check in an older book is not so hypocritical. Teacher Jue told the story of his dutiful son, "Lao Laizi ... always wears colorful clothes to get drinks for his relatives. He fell down in class for fear of hurting his parents' hearts, and the restrained servant cried for a baby." Compared with today, it seems to be closer to human feelings. Somehow, the latter gentleman must let him "cheat" so that he can feel comfortable. Deng Bodao abandoned his son to save his nephew. I think it was just "abandonment". A fool will certainly say that he tied his son to a tree so that he wouldn't stop until he could catch up. It's like treating "disgusting" as fun, slandering the ancients and teaching future generations bad. Lao Laizi is an example. When Mr. Daoism thought he was perfect, he died in the child's heart.

As for Guo Ju's son, he is playing "Shake Plump", and he really deserves sympathy. He was held by his mother and smiled happily; His father is digging a hole to bury him. Shi Yun, "South Korea's family is poor, her son is three years old, and her mother tries to eat as little as possible." The giant refers to the wife, saying that poverty cannot feed the mother, and the son is the denominator. Bury this child? What Liu said in the biography of the dutiful son is: "The giant family has money and gave it to two younger brothers." ":The child has just been born, not yet three years old. It's over, and it's almost the same again. "Dig two feet, you can get a bucket of gold. As the saying goes, Guo Ju is a godsend, and officials can't take it away, nor can the people! "

I was really worried about my children at first, and I didn't feel relaxed until I dug up a bucket of gold. However, I am not only afraid of being a dutiful son myself, but also afraid of my father being a dutiful son. The family is getting worse and worse, and I often hear my parents worry about firewood; Grandma is old again. If my father should learn from Guo Ju, then I should be buried. It would be a blessing if I could dig a bucket of gold without going out of shape, but at that time, although I was young, I seemed to understand that there might not be such a smart thing in the world.

Now that I think about it, I really feel stupid. This is because now that we know these old things, no one will realize them. It is common to sort out Lungi's telegrams, but it is rare for a gentleman to lie naked on the ice and a general to jump off the bus and go to the negative meter. Besides, I have grown up now. I have read some ancient books and bought some new books, such as Magnolia in Peace, Biography of Ancient Filial Piety, Population Problem, Birth Control and The 20th Century is a Children's World. There are many reasons to resist being buried. But at that time, at that time, I was really a little scared: I dug a deep pit, but I couldn't see the gold. I buried it together, covered it with soil and stepped on it. what can I do? I think, although things may not come true, I am always afraid to hear that my parents are poor and see my white-haired grandmother. I have always felt that she is out of place with me. At least, she is a person who has some obstacles to my life. Later, this impression faded, but there was always something left until her death-which was probably unexpected for the Confucian scholars who gave their twenty-four filial piety.

May tenth.

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