Lu Xun's Novels: Social Drama —— I have only seen China's plays twice in the past twenty years, but I have never seen them in the first ten years, because I have no intention and opportunity to watch them. Those two times were in the last ten years, but I left without seeing anything. The first time was when I first arrived in Beijing in the first year of the Republic of China. At that time, a friend told me that Beijing opera was the best. Aren't you going to see the world? I think it's interesting to go to the theatre, but it's in Beijing. So they all ran to the garden with great interest. The opera had already started and they heard the sound of winter and winter outside. When we entered the door, several red and green ones flashed in front of my eyes, and then I saw a lot of heads under the stage. Then I looked around, only to see that there were still a few empty seats in the middle. When I squeezed over and sat down, someone commented on me. Because my ears were ringing, I used my heart, and I heard him say, "Someone, no!" " We retreated to the back, but a man with a light braid came over and led us aside, pointing to a position. This so-called man of status used to be a bench, but his chair was three-quarters narrower than my thigh, and his feet were more than two-thirds longer than my calf. First, I didn't have the courage to climb up, and then I thought of the lynching device, and I couldn't help coming out in horror. After walking a lot, I suddenly heard my friend's voice, "What's the matter?" I turned my back, and it turned out that I also brought him out. He said in surprise, "Why do you always leave and refuse?" I said, "friend, I'm sorry, my ears only ring in winter, but I didn't hear them." I was surprised every time I remembered it later. It seems that the play is terrible-otherwise, I'm not fit to live off the stage recently. The second time, I forgot that year. In short, I raised a flood donation in Hubei, and Tan Jiaotian is still alive. The way of donation is to buy a theater ticket for two yuan, and you can go to the first stage of the theater. Most of them play famous roles, and one of them is Tian. I bought a ticket, which was originally an excuse to convince the fundraiser, but it seems that another kind-hearted person took the opportunity to tell me something important that I couldn't see. So I forgot the disasters in the past few years and went to the first issue, but because the tickets were expensive, about half of the people were very comfortable. I found it was too late that day, but the first stage was a new structure. There's no need to fight for seats, so I'm relieved. It'll be put off until nine o'clock. Unexpectedly, as usual, everyone was full and it was difficult to stand on the stage. I had to squeeze into the distant crowd and watch an old man singing on the stage. Old Dan had two lighted paper sticks in his mouth, and there was a ghost pawn beside him. I thought hard before I doubted him or Manglietia's mother, because a monk came out later. However, I didn't know who the famous actor was, so I asked a fat gentleman who was crowded on my left. He gave me a contemptuous look and said, "Gong Yunfu!" I feel ashamed, humble and careless, and my face is hot. At the same time, my mind has made a rule that I will never ask again. So I watch Xiao Dan sing, Hua Dan sing and the old singer sing, and I don't know what role to sing. I saw a large group of people fighting, and two or three people fought each other, from 9: 00 to 10, 10 to10/30,10/30 to 12. However, this day has not yet arrived. I have never waited so patiently for anything, but the panting of Mr. Fat around me, the beating of the stage in winter and winter, the swaying of red and green, and twelve o'clock suddenly made our province unsuitable for living here. At the same time, I rotate my body mechanically and squeeze hard. I feel my back is full, and the elastic fat gentleman has opened the right half in my empty space. I, no way back, naturally squeezed and squeezed, and finally got out of the door. There are almost no pedestrians in the street except the vehicles waiting for tourists, but there are still more than a dozen people holding their heads high at the gate to watch the play. Don't let a group of people stand without looking at anything. I think: they are probably watching the women after the play, but the night hasn't come yet ... but the air at night is very refreshing, really "refreshing" It seems that this is the first time I have encountered such good air in Beijing. That night, that is, the night I sued China, I never thought of him again. Even if we pass by the theater occasionally, we are indifferent, mentally in the south of the world and in the north of the earth. But I came across a Japanese book the other day, but I forgot the title and author. In short, it is about China's plays. One of them seems to be saying that China's plays are all about knocking, shouting and jumping, which makes the audience dizzy and unsuitable for the theater. However, if it is rambling in the wild, it seems to have its own charm from a distance. At that time, I thought this was exactly what I expected, because I do remember seeing very good plays in the wild, and I went to the theater twice after I went to Beijing, which may still be influenced by that time. Unfortunately, I don't know why I forgot the title. As for when I watched the drama, it was already "far away", and I was probably only eleven or twelve years old at that time. It is our custom in Luzhen that every married daughter, if left unattended, will go back to her family for the summer. At that time, although grandma was still in good health, her mother had already shared some housework, so she couldn't go home for many days in summer, and she had to take time to stay for a few days after sweeping the grave. At this time, I live in my grandmother's house with my mother every year. That place is called Pingqiao Village, which is a remote riverside village not far from the sea. There are less than 30 households, all of which farm and raise fish, and there is only one small grocery store. But now I'm a paradise: because I'm not only given preferential treatment here, but also exempted from reading "Official Rank Drinks the South Mountain". I play with many children. Because of the tourists from afar, they all got their parents' permission, reduced their work and played games with me. In a small village, almost all the guests in the family are open. We are all about the same age, but when it comes to seniority, we are at least uncles and some are squires, because we all have the same surname and belong to our own family. However, we are friends. Even if we quarrel occasionally and hit the squire, the people in the village, old and young, will never think of the word "offending people", and 99% people can't read. What we do every day is probably to dig earthworms, put them on small hooks made of copper wire, and lie down by the river to catch shrimps. Shrimp is a nerd in the water world. It never dares to hold the tip of the hook with its two pliers and send it to its mouth. It takes half a day to catch a big bowl. This shrimp belongs to me as usual. The second is to herd cattle together, but perhaps because of the death of higher animals, oxen and buffaloes bully strangers and dare to bully me, so I always dare not approach, so I have to stand at a distance. At this time, the children no longer forgive me for reading Rank Rank, but all laughed. As for my first hope there, I'm going to see a play in Zhaozhuang. Zhaozhuang is a large village five miles away from Pingqiao village. Pingqiao village is too small to play by itself. How much money is given to Zhaozhuang every year is a joint venture. At that time, I never thought about why they had to act every year. Now I think it's either a spring match or a social drama. Just when I was eleven or twelve years old this year, the date has arrived. I didn't expect it to be a pity this year. I couldn't get on the boat in the morning. There is only one ship in Pingqiao Village that leaves early and returns late. It is a big ship and there is no reason to keep it. The rest are small boats and are not suitable for use; People from the center went to the neighboring village to ask, but no. They have already set it for others. Grandma was very angry and blamed her family for not making a decision earlier and rambling. Mother comforted Yi, saying that our play in Luzhen was much better than that in the small village. How many times a year? Forget it today. Only I am anxious to cry, but my mother strongly advised me not to pretend, for fear of making my grandmother angry again, and not to go with others, saying that I was afraid that my grandmother would be worried. It's over anyway. In the afternoon, all my friends went, and the play had already started. I seem to hear the sound of gongs and drums, and I know that they are buying soybean milk to drink under the stage. I didn't fish shrimp and ate less this day. Mom was too embarrassed to think. When it was time for dinner, grandma finally noticed and said I should be unhappy. They are too careless, which is not in line with the hospitality. After dinner, the teenagers who saw the play also got together and talked happily about the play. Only I don't talk; They all sighed and expressed sympathy. Suddenly, one of the smartest double happiness proposals appeared. He said, "Big ship? Isn't Uncle Ba's boat back? " A dozen other teenagers realized this and immediately encouraged them to get on the boat with me. I am very happy. However, my grandmother is afraid that she is a child and unreliable; Mom also said that if you ask adults to go with you, there will be work during the day, so it is unreasonable to ask him to stay up late. In this hesitation, Shuangxi saw the details again, and then said loudly, "I'll write the guarantee!" " The ship is very big; Fast boys never run around; We all know water! "really! None of these teenagers can swim, but two or three are good at making waves. Grandma and mom also believed, so they stopped rejecting them and smiled. We rushed out the door at once. My heavy heart suddenly relaxed, and my body seemed to stretch beyond words. As soon as I went out, I saw a white-covered boat moored on the flat bridge under the moon. Everyone jumped off the boat and happily pulled out the front pole, and Afa pulled out the back pole. The young people sat in the cabin with me, and the old people gathered at the stern. By the time my mother sent us out and told us to be "careful", we had set sail, knocked on the bridge stone, stepped back a few feet, stepped forward and got off the bridge. So he set up two paddles, one for two people and one for each person, shouting in a joke, and with the sound of splashing water from the gurgling bow, he flew radially forward on the river with mung bean fields on the left and right sides. The fragrance of beans and wheat on both sides of the river and grass at the bottom of the river mixed with water vapor to blow on the face; The moonlight is hazy in the steam. The faint black rolling hills, like warm iron ridges, ran far to the stern, but I felt that the ship was very slow. They changed hands four times, and gradually saw the faint Zhao Zhuang, and seemed to hear the blowing of the Song Dynasty, and there were several ignitions. They think it is a stage, but maybe it is a fishing fire. The sound was probably the flute, dancing and melodious, which calmed my heart a little, but I was lost again. I thought I should be scattered with him in the night wind with the smell of beans and wheat. The fire is approaching, and it really is a fishing fire; I just remembered that what I saw before was not Zhaozhuang. Facing the bow is a clump of cypress pine. I also went to play last year and saw a broken stone horse lying underground and a stone sheep squatting in the grass. After crossing the forest, the boat turned into a fork, and Zhaozhuang was really in sight. The most striking thing is a stage standing on the open space by the river outside the village, which is vague in the distant moonlight and almost inseparable from space. I suspect that the fairyland I saw in the painting appeared here. At this time, the boat went faster. Soon, people appeared on the stage, red and green. In the river near Taiwan Province, the awnings of the people watching the play were all black. " There is nothing near Taiwan Province. Let's see it from a distance. "Afa said. At this time, the ship is slow and will arrive soon. Sure enough, it's not near the stage, so everyone has to get off the pole, which is farther than the shed facing the stage. In fact, our white-covered boat didn't want to be with Wu Peng's boat, and there was no room ... When the boat stopped in a hurry, I saw a black-bearded man with four flags on his back and a pike in his hand, fighting with a group of shirtless people. Shuangxi said that it was a famous steel-toed old man who could turn 84 somersaults in a row. He counted it himself every day. We all huddled in the bow to watch the battle, but the steel-toed old man didn't somersault. Only a few shirtless people turned over, turned over for a while, all went in, and then a little Dan came out to sing. Shuangxi said, "There are few guests at night, and the old steel-toed students are slack. Who wants to show their skills for nothing? "I believe this is true, because there were not many audiences at that time. The country people can't stay up all night for tomorrow's work, so they all go to bed early. Only dozens of idle people in their own village and neighboring villages stand sparsely. Of course, the families of the local rich people on Wu Peng's boat are also there, but they don't care about going to the theater. Most of them go down to the stage to eat cakes, fruits and melon seeds. So it can be counted as white land. However, I don't care about watching somersaults. What I want to see most is a man in white cloth, holding a big snake essence on his head with both hands, followed by a yellow cloth jumping tiger. But after waiting for a lot of time, I didn't see it. Although Xiao Dan went in, a very old niche came out at once. I was a little tired, so I asked Guisheng to buy soybean milk. He went for a while and came back and said, "No, the deaf who sold soy milk also went back. Yes, I did. I also drank two bowls. Now I'll get you a spoonful of water. "I don't drink water, but I still look at it. I can't say what I see. I just feel that the player's face has become a bit strange, the facial features are not obvious, and there seems to be no harmonious height. The young yawned a lot, while the old talked about their own affairs. Suddenly, a clown in a red shirt was tied to a post and whipped by a man with a white beard. Everyone just cheered up and smiled. This evening, I think it's really the best discount. However, Lao Dan finally came out. Lao Dan was my biggest fear, especially when he sat down to sing. At this time, I saw that everyone was disappointed, and I realized that their opinions were consistent with mine. At first, Lao Dan just sang back and forth, but later he sat in the middle chair. I'm worried; Double happiness, but broken mouth, mumbling curses. I waited patiently. After a long time, I saw Lao Dan raise his hand. I thought he was going to stand up, but he slowly put it in its original place and continued to sing. Several people in the whole ship could not help sighing, while the rest yawned. Double happiness finally unbearable, said, I'm afraid he sings until dawn, we'd better go. Everyone agreed at once, and they were as enthusiastic as when they set sail. Three or four men rushed to the stern, pulled out the pole, backed off a few feet, turned the boat around, started paddling, scolded Lao Dan, and walked towards the pine forest. The moon hasn't set yet, and it seems that it won't be long before I come to the theatre. When I left Zhaozhuang, the moonlight was particularly bright. Looking back, the stage was as ethereal as the first time, covered with Xia Hong. Blowing to the ear is a flute, very melodious; I suspect that Lao Dan has gone in, but I'm embarrassed to say that I want to go back and have a look. Soon, Song Berlin was behind the boat, and the boat was not slow, but the darkness around it was only thick, so it was already late at night. When they talk about actors, curse or laugh, they speed up the swing. This time, the excitement of the bow is even louder. The boat is like a big white fish carrying a group of children, jumping in the waves, and several old fishermen who have been fishing all night stop to watch and cheer. There is still a mile to Pingqiao Village, but the boat is slow. The boatmen said they were very tired because they were too hard and had nothing to eat for a long time. This reminds me of Guisheng, saying that the Podocarpus is in full bloom and firewood is ready, so we can steal some to cook. Everyone agreed and immediately parked the boat near the shore; The fields on the shore are all black oil-fixed Podocarpus. " Ah, Fa, this is your family's, and this is Lao Liu's. Which side should we steal? "Double happiness jumped first and said on the shore. We all jumped ashore. Afa jumped up and said, "Wait a minute, let me have a look," so he touched it back and forth and straightened up and said, "What stole from us is much bigger." With a promise, everyone dispersed in Afa's bean field, picked a handful and threw them into the hut. Double happiness thought that if Afa's mother knew that she was going to cry and scold, everyone would go to her father-in-law's field on June 1 and steal another handful. We older ones are still rocking the boat slowly, some go to the back cabin to make a fire, and the younger ones peel beans with me. Soon the beans are ripe, so they are left floating on the water, surrounded and eaten by hands. After eating the beans, I set sail again, washing the dishes, and throwing the pods and shells into the river without leaving a trace. What worries Shuang is that the salt and firewood he used were taken from Hachi's boat. The old man is very careful, he must know and scold. However, after discussion, it boils down to not being afraid. If he scolds, we'll let him return a dead tree he picked up on the shore last year and call him' Eight Wazi' to his face. "Come back! There will be mistakes. I said I write a package ticket! "Double happiness suddenly said loudly on the bow. I looked at the bow, and there was a flat bridge ahead. There is a man standing at the foot of the bridge, but that's my mother. Double happiness means talking to Iraq. I walked out of the front cabin and the boat entered the flat bridge. When I stopped the boat, we all went ashore. Mom was quite angry, saying that it was past midnight and why she came back so late, but she was very happy and invited everyone to eat fried rice with a smile. Everyone said that they had eaten snacks and wanted to sleep when they were thirsty. It was better to go to bed early and go back separately. The next day, I didn't get up until noon, and I didn't hear any news about the Bagong Salt Chai incident. I went shrimp fishing in the afternoon. "Double happiness, you children, stole my beans yesterday? I won't choose well, it's broken a lot. "I looked up, and it was my father-in-law on June 1, selling beans, and there was a pile of beans left on the boat." Yes Our treat. We didn't want you at first. Look, you scared my shrimp away! "Double happiness said. My father-in-law saw me and stopped to smile. "treat?" "-this is what it should be." So he said to me, "Brother Xun, was the play good yesterday?" I nodded and said, "OK." "Can beans be eaten in China?" I nodded again and said, "Good." Unexpectedly, my father-in-law was very grateful on June 1 day. He gave a thumbs-up and said proudly, "This is really a talented person who has studied in Tuas! My beans are all carefully selected, and the country people don't know whether they are good or bad. They also said that my stupid boy is not as good as others'. Today I'm going to send some to our aunt to taste ... "So he went over with a hammer. When my mother asked me to go back for dinner, there was a big bowl of cooked Podocarpus on the table, which was given to me and my mother by my father-in-law on June/Kloc-0. I heard that he also praised me to my mother, saying, "I have learned at an early age, and I will definitely win the first prize in the future." "Auntie, you are so lucky to write a package ticket." But I ate beans, but not as delicious as last night's beans. Really, until now, I really haven't eaten good beans like that night, and I don't watch any more plays like that night. 1October 922.

Main characters:

I (this is the character in the novel, not Lu Xun, and the "I" in the text is also the clue character of this article), Shuangxi, Guisheng, Afa, and Father-in-law on June 1st.

Main plot:

I live in the countryside of Pingqiao village. I experienced twists and turns before the play. I went to see the play by boat on a moonlit night, watched the play at the bow, and went home to steal beans at the end of the month.

A branch of social drama.

Part I (1-4): Pingqiao Village is my paradise. Part II (5-23): The whole process of going to see social drama in Zhaozhuang. The third part (24-39): June 1 day stealing beans and praising my father-in-law. Part IV (40): I recall the drama of that night and Luo Hansong.

The central idea of social drama

Through the description of "I" and my friends sailing in the summer night, watching a play at the bow and returning home under the moon, "Social Drama" shows the cultural life experience of "I" in Jiangnan water town, shapes the images of a group of farmers and teenagers, and shows the beautiful character of simple, kind, friendly and selfless working people. Because this article was included in Scream, it criticized and exposed the author's dissatisfaction with the darkness of society at that time to some extent.