(Lu Xun laughs at himself) 2. Sent a message that Han Xing didn't check, and recommended Xuanyuan with my blood. (Lu Xun's self-titled portrait) 3. I have a vast heart, even a vast space, listening to thunder in a quiet place.
(Lu Xun untitled) 4. The grass in the blood is rich and strong, and the earth is frozen and Chunhua. (Lu Xun untitled) 5. I endured watching my peers become new ghosts and took a knife to find a poem in anger.
(Lu Xun. Untitled) 6. Ruthlessness is not necessarily a real hero. How can Reiko Kobayakawa not be a husband? (Lu Xun answers guest questions) 7. Try your best to rob brothers, meet and laugh and forget the enmity.
(Lu Xun's topic Sanyi Tower) 8. Is there the same pride as in the past, blooming and falling? (Lu Xun mourns Yang Quan) 9. Historians sing a swan song, Li Sao has no rhyme.
(Lu Xun comments on Historical Records) Speech 1. Time is like water in a sponge. As long as you are willing to squeeze, there is always something. If you only read books, you will become a bookcase.
I seem to be a cow, eating grass and milking blood. (Lu Xun said that Xu Guangping recorded it in The Memory of Happiness) 4. In fact, there is no road on the ground. If there are more people walking, it will become a road.
(Hometown) 5. Where is the genius? I just keep drinking coffee in other people's works. 6. Only the people's souls are valuable. Only by carrying them forward can China make real progress.
7. Calm, brave, discerning and unselfish. 8. The more difficult it is, the more you have to do it.
Reform has never been smooth sailing. Our top priorities now are: first, survival; second, adequate food and clothing; and third, development.
10, dare to face up to it, this is the expectation of dare to think, dare to say, dare to do and dare to do. 1 1, in the past, the rich should be retro, the rich should maintain the status quo, and the poor should innovate, that's it, that's it! 12, human beings will never be lonely, because life is progressive and natural.
13, as long as it has not been like this, it is a baby. 14, the fact is a heartless thing, which can crush empty words.
15, the lies written by Mo can never cover up the facts written in blood. 16, in fact, pioneers can easily become stumbling blocks.
17, there is no freedom if you want stability, but you have to go through some dangers if you want freedom. There are only two ways.
18, if you want to cover everything, nothing can be done. 19, time is sex.
Wasting other people's time for no reason is actually killing people for money. 20. It is very bad to do something, no matter it is big or small, without perseverance.
2 1. If the deceased is not buried in the hearts of the living, it is really dead. 22. It is always more difficult to remould oneself than to forbid others to come.
23. As long as a flower can be cultivated, it is better to be rotten grass. 24. When I am silent, I feel full; I will open my mouth and feel empty at the same time.
25. Past lives were dead. I am happy for this death, because I know it once lived.
26. The dead life has rotted. I get great pleasure from this decay, because I know it is not empty.
27, but I am calm and happy. I can laugh and I can sing.
I love my weeds, but I hate the ground decorated with weeds. 29. When I become dust, you will see my smile! 30. If you don't break out in silence, you will perish in silence.
(in memory of Liu Hezhen) 3 1. Doubt is not a weakness. Always doubt, but don't judge, this is the disadvantage.
32. Entangled like a poisonous snake, persistent like a ghost. Intense fast, calm fast, even decadent fast.
33. Huge buildings are always made of one stone and one wood. Why don't we do this? I often do odd jobs, that's why. I would rather fight the enemy openly than be countered by my colleagues.
35. Saying who you despise is not complete contempt. Only silence is the highest contempt-the highest contempt is silence, without even turning your eyes.
Only a revolutionary, whether he is alive or dead, can give everyone happiness. 37. Everything needs to be studied before it can be understood.
38. If life is too comfortable, work will get tired of life. 39. To make a person's limited life more effective is to prolong his life.
40. I do dissect others from time to time, but more often I dissect myself mercilessly. 4 1, embark on the road of life.
The future is distant and dark. But don't be afraid. Only those who are not afraid have a way.
42. The most painful thing in life is that there is no way to go after waking up. 43. Treat others with humility and fill in the gaps.
44. Freedom can't be bought with money, but it can be bought with money. 45. Hope is dependent on existence. Where there is existence, there is hope, and hope is light.
46. mourn its misfortune and anger its indisputable. 47. Tragedy destroys the valuable things in life for people to see, while comedy tears up the worthless things for people to see.
48. A great mind should show such a spirit-face tragic bad luck with a smile and deal with all misfortunes with a hundred times of courage. 49. Dissatisfaction is an upward wheel.
50. Just looking at one person's work will not lead to good results: you won't get much benefit. You must pick many flowers like a bee, so that you can brew honey.
If you bite in one place, your income will be limited and boring. (To Yan Limin) 5 1. Although China invented gunpowder, it was only used to set off fireworks; The compass was also invented to see Feng Shui.
52. I never believed that Zhao Jun's departure from the village would lead to Mulan's joining the army to protect Sui Dynasty. I don't believe that in the Tang Dynasty, da ji died in Yin, his teacher died in Wu, and there was chaos. I thought that in a patriarchal society, women would never have such great power, and the responsibility for rise and fall should be borne by men.
However, male writers usually blame their depravity on female writers, who are really worthless men. There are two trees in front of my house. One is jujube, and the other is jujube.
(Autumn Night) 54. China has always had fewer heroes who failed, fewer tenacious resistance, fewer soldiers who dared to fight alone, and fewer clothes hangers who dared to call traitors. Seeing signs of victory, they gathered, and seeing signs of failure, they fled. Europeans and Americans who are better at fighting than us, Huns, Mongols and Manchus who are not necessarily better at fighting, are like nobody's business.
The word "falling apart" is really self-aware. 55. There are many people who are "not ashamed of the last". No matter what happens, I'm afraid it won't fall apart at once. Every time I watch a sports meeting, I often think that the winner is respectable, but although he is backward, he is still not a competitor who runs to the finish line.
2. What are Lu Xun's poems ***6 1 (listing them one by one is cumbersome, so it is convenient to find them later): self-mockery (1932) What do you want from Gai Hua? Dare not turn over, met.
A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine. Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children.
Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu. Farewell to my third brother, Gengzi, born in February (1900). My younger brother preferred teaching to leaving.
The saddest thing is that it rained all night. I haven't been home for a long time, and I have new worries at dusk.
There are thousands of willows on the road, all of which turn into heartbroken flowers. After a long farewell, I sent a passenger ship in case.
I have one thing to remember: the gains and losses of the article are not determined by heaven. Lotus Man (1900) strolls in the fairyland, with jasper fragrance in the wind.
Heron shadows don't come in autumn, and reed flowers are accompanied by dew. Sweep away the greasy powder to show your character, but learn to make up in red.
Just plant the scale net in Lianxi, and don't fall into the cold pond with the residual leaves. Gengzi sent a stove (190 1 year), provided a chicken jelly and provided clothes for the petals.
If there is nothing at home, there are only a few antelopes. 190 1 year, Jia Zi sacrificed poetry to the evening, Ji Jiasheng and others were willing to sacrifice the grace of the gods with a cold spring, and wrote down slang words: Today is New Year's Eve, burning incense and burning red.
The god of money is drunk, and the slave of money is busy. Why are you the only one with a legacy? Chinese banquet is full of wine, and the night is longer. People are clamoring to get drunk. Who will recommend you?
Dear friends, there are still a few books left, and the wine is calling you to my house. The flag of Hunan is flying, and the pulse is watching, driving the mullet.
The spring is chilly and the chrysanthemums are full. I am crazy about Li Sao for you. Your arrival is slow, and your friends draw princesses and take care of the city.
Proud to the pen sea, leaning on the grave for a long time. It is better to lead the pulse to the immortal and lead the squid to swim.
A vulgar father is your enemy. Don't let the threshold increase your shame. If he listens, he will show his "Qiu" and "Suo" and stab him in the throat.
Let Guancheng stand out from the crowd and make him worry. I'd rather recruit a nerd to be a poet prisoner, and you'll be happy for me.
He is young and fragrant, and buys different books to pay the bill. Four methods of loving flowers-the main rhyme of Tibetan Spring Garden in Buxiang Prefecture (190 1 year). The dream of birds singing and bells ringing is always lingering, and flowers are standing idle, looking forward to the gentle sunshine.
Dancing with butterflies, excited to be born around the steps. The sky is full of jealousy, and then it will be sentimental.
The most worrying thing is the sound of rain on the four eaves sending autumn. When will Gillian be stored in the Golden House? The light rain is coming, and the wind is deliberately silent.
Don't teach the flute at dusk and cross the Banqiao on a spring day. In the new autumn, I am afraid of stuffing geese, and Lan □ (boat+traditional double) carries wine and paddles.
In February, it was drizzling and freezing cold, and Bak Yan red beans began to miss each other. Closing coffins is more melancholy, and inserting bamboo fences is better for protection.
Comfort me, my heart is fragrant and my blue tail is full of wine. But the rogue spring breeze came and the deep courtyard was full of branches.
Fan Ying around a little bit of beauty, leaves idle watching butterflies sleep. For many years, I have been staying outdoors alone, and I am fortunate to have flowers and plants.
Wen Qin * * * cherishes spring, and Xiu Ye welcomes red. The play imitates the superior species of the Tang Palace, and the golden bell is lightly stained with red edges.
Three Farewells to Brothers-Poems in February (190 1 year) Dreams often return to their hometown, believing that there are sufferings and parting in the world. Leaning on the bed at midnight, remembering my brother, the residual lamp is like a bean, and the moonlight is like a shadow.
At dusk, the boat stopped at the old nursery, and hedges surrounded the houses and trees. Looking back on hometown music, when is it more important to raise flowers with urn? Spring breeze is easy to send off the new year, so you can sail at night in the smoky waves.
What makes the ridge proud of me? The sail top takes too long. Self-titled Portrait (1903) There is no way to escape the arrow, and the storm is like a rock.
I sent a message to Han Xing, and I want to recommend Xuanyuan with my blood. Chapter III Mourning for Fan Jun (19 12) It was stormy that day, and I missed Fan Ainong very much.
Huadian withered, staring at chickens and insects. The taste of the world is bitter, the world is straight and poor.
Why not say goodbye in March? Seaweed is a national garden and an old foreign land for many years.
The fox went to the cave and the peach doll appeared. The hometown is cold and cloudy, and the heat is long day and night.
Can a person wash his heart with cold water? Let's talk about wine today, sir, little drinker. I am still drinking tea when I am old, but I sink into the abyss when I am slightly drunk.
This is the last time, and I will never say anything again. The old friend is gone, I am waiting for the light dust! In order to avenge the tofu (1925), the tofu was boiled and cried under the kettle.
I know you well, and I happen to be teaching. Mrs. Diao Lu (1928) took off her hat and was pregnant with lead, but Mr. Gai was poor.
Head line Wan Li, miscalculation. Wu Qishan (193 1 year) lived in Shanghai for 20 years. Every day, he saw China: if he was sick, he would study.
A wide face has changed, and more and more people are beheaded. Suddenly into the wild, there is no Amitabha in the south.
Accustomed to the long night in spring (193 1 year), accustomed to the long night in spring, my wife will have silk on her temples. In my dream, I vaguely shed tears for my mother, and the flag of the king on the city head changed.
Endure watching peers become new ghosts, and look for small poems in anger. There is no place to write, and the moonlight is like water.
Send Ou Yijun and Lan back to China (193 1 year), burn the moon and fold the beauty in her old age, and rely on the secluded rock to show her heart. Those who cherish incense are far away, and there are treasures in their hometown.
Untitled (193 1 year) Onota hooked spines, and the sky was lined with war clouds. How many spring waves? Everything is quiet.
Only Qin gets drunk and sings more and more. The storm is mighty, and the flowers and trees are bleak.
For Japanese singers (193 1 year), the riverside scenery is still there, and people from afar are here. Don't look at singing and dancing far away, Westward Journey is a fairy.
Xiang Lingge (193 1 year) used to smell Xiang water as blue as dye, but now it smells Xiang water rouge marks. Xiangling makeup shines on Hunan water, and her eyes are as bright as the moon.
In the lonely night of Gaoqiu, there is no spring in Fang Quan. When the drum is finished, the Yao people don't smell it, and the peace is like the autumn gate.
Untitled two songs (193 1 year), the river flows eastward day and night, and Juyi travels far. The continuation of the six generations has become an old dream, and the Shicheng moon is like a hook.
A halberd was buried beside the Yuhuatai, and there was a microwave oven in Mochou Lake. I think the beauty is invisible, and I recall Jiang Tianfa's heroic singing.
Sending Masuda back to China (193 1 year) is the best thing in Qiu Guang. The maple leaves are tender and cold. However, I turned to Yang to send my guests back, and my heart recalled the scene of spending the New Year together.
Answering a guest (193 1 year) is not necessarily a real hero. How can Reiko Kobayakawa not be a husband? Do you know that those noisy people look back smaller than Tu? Untitled (1932) In the blood, the grass is fertile and vigorous, and the cold and frozen earth blooms in spring.
Many heroes find husbands sick, and tears spill over the noisy crows in Chongling. What do you want from the occasional (1932) article? Looking forward to the dream of Yun Qi in the East.
I seldom hate Fang Lin. Chunlan Qiuju is different. Send a gift to Peng Zi (1932). Suddenly, the fairy flew into the blue sky, and Yunche gave birth to two children.
Poor Peng Zi is not the son of heaven. He fled to absorb the north wind. 1. After the 28th World War (1932), the war clouds temporarily gathered the remnants of spring, and the sound of heavy artillery and songs fell silent.
I don't have a poem to send home, but I sincerely wish peace. Self-mockery (1932) made a fortune.
3. What are the self-titled portraits of Lu Xun's poems (1903)?
There is no way to escape from the gv 10, and the storm is as dark as a rock.
I sent a message to Han Xing, and I want to recommend Xuanyuan with my blood.
Three chapters in memory of Fan Jun (19 12)
The storm is coming, and I miss Fan Ainong.
Huadian withered, staring at chickens and insects.
The taste of the world is bitter, the world is straight and poor.
Why not say goodbye in March?
Seaweed is a national garden and an old foreign land for many years.
The fox went to the cave and the peach doll appeared.
The hometown is cold and cloudy, and the heat is long day and night.
Can a person wash his heart with cold water?
Let's talk about wine today, sir, little drinker.
I am still drinking tea when I am old, but I sink into the abyss when I am slightly drunk.
This is the last time, and I will never say anything again.
The old friend is gone, I am waiting for the light dust!
Revenge for beans (1925)
Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans cry under the kettle.
I know you well, and I happen to be teaching.
Hanging furnace wife (1928)
Take off your hat and draw it out, and your husband will be poor.
Head line Wan Li, miscalculation.
Wu Qishan (193 1 year)
After living in Shanghai for 20 years, I can see China every day;
Don't take medicine when you are sick, but read when you are bored.
A wide face has changed, and more and more people are beheaded.
Suddenly into the wild, there is no Amitabha in the south.
Accustomed to spending spring in the long night (193 1 year)
It is a custom for young women to have silk on their temples on long nights in spring.
In my dream, I vaguely shed tears for my mother, and the flag of the king on the city head changed.
Endure watching peers become new ghosts, and look for small poems in anger.
There is no place to write, and the moonlight is like water.
Send Ou Yijun and Lan back to China (193 1 year)
Pepper burns laurel, leaving the United States old, relying on the secluded rock to express the heart.
Those who cherish incense are far away, and there are treasures in their hometown.
Untitled (193 1 year)
Yoko has many hooks and thorns, and the sky is full of war clouds.
How many spring waves? Everything is quiet.
Only Qin gets drunk and sings more and more.
The storm is mighty, and the flowers and trees are bleak.
For Japanese singers (193 1 year)
The riverside scenery is still there, and people from afar come here.
Don't look at singing and dancing far away, Westward Journey is a fairy.
Song Xiangling (193 1 year)
I used to smell the water of Xiangjiang River as blue as dye, but now I smell the rouge mark of Xiangjiang River.
Xiangling makeup shines on Hunan water, and her eyes are as bright as the moon.
In the lonely night of Gaoqiu, there is no spring in Fang Quan.
When the drum is finished, the Yao people don't smell it, and the peace is like the autumn gate.
Two unnamed songs (193 1 year)
The river flows eastward day and night, gathering righteousness and traveling far.
The continuation of the six generations has become an old dream, and the Shicheng moon is like a hook.
A halberd was buried beside the Yuhuatai, and there was a microwave oven in Mochou Lake.
I think the beauty is invisible, and I recall Jiang Tianfa's heroic singing.
Send Masuda back to China (193 1 year)
Fusang is just like the maple leaves are tender and cold as Dan.
However, I turned to Yang to send my guests back, and my heart recalled the scene of spending the New Year together.
Answer questions (193 1 year)
Ruthlessness is not necessarily a real hero. How can Reiko Kobayakawa not be a husband?
Do you know that those noisy people look back smaller than Tu?
Untitled (1932)
In the blood, the grass is fertile and vigorous, and the cold and frozen earth is in full bloom.
Many heroes find husbands sick, and tears spill over the noisy crows in Chongling.
Occasionally (1932)
What does the article want? Looking forward to the dream of Yun Qi in the East.
I seldom hate Fang Lin. Chunlan Qiuju is different.
Give away tents (1932)
Suddenly, Fei Xian fell into the blue sky, and the cloud car Shuang Bian.
Poor Peng Zi is not the son of heaven. He fled to absorb the north wind.
I hope I can help you. Please give me a favorable comment. O (∩ _ ∩) O。
4. What are the poems written by Lu Xun? 1. "Self-mockery" Modern: What did Lu Xun want to hand over the canopy, but he dared not turn over and met it.
A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine. Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children.
Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu. What if you are unlucky? I tried to get rid of it, but I was hit hard.
Covering your face with a broken hat is as dangerous as sailing in the water with wine in a leaky boat. Angry at those who are morally bankrupt and condemned, they bend down and are willing to be the people's willing ox.
No matter what changes take place in the external environment, stick to your ambition and stand and never change. 2, "Self-titled Portrait" Modern times: Lu Xun Lingtai has no way to escape the arrow, and the wind and rain are like the hometown.
I sent a message to Han Xing, and I want to recommend Xuanyuan with my blood. My heart cannot escape the arrow of cupid. I love my motherland, which still suffers from aggression and feudal oppression.
This feeling is pinned on the stars in the sky, but no one knows. I swear to serve my motherland with all my blood. 3. "Smoke and water customs" Modern times: Lu Xun smoked and water customs and abandoned a fisherman.
Drunk in the middle of the night, rich people have nowhere to find. The smoke and water in the wandering life are so thick that I feel used to it when I watch it too much. Like a smoker drifting on a boat.
I woke up from drunkenness in the middle of the night and saw that the deserted village was so vast that I couldn't even find a mat to fill my hunger. 4, "Title Sanyi Pagoda" Modern times: Lu Xun Sanyi Pagoda, China Shanghai Zhabei Sanyi Pagoda buried pigeons, built by Japanese farmers.
Whether to fly to destroy the son of man, the well was destroyed, leaving only hungry pigeons. I left the fire house with a great heart, and I finally left the tower to Miss Yingzhou.
A fine bird still dreams of holding a stone, and a fighter is determined to fight against the current. The wave-snatching brothers are here, and when they meet, they laugh and forget the enmity.
Dr. Nishimura lost his pigeon after the Shanghai War. He kept it all the time. At first it was peaceful, but in the end it left. Build a tower to hide, levy a title to chant, average the rate, and talk about distant feelings.
Sanyi Pagoda is built to commemorate the rescued pigeon in Sanyili, Zhabei, China, and to bury its remains. This tower was built in Japan by local peace-loving farmers.
Japanese robbers bombed Zhabei people in Shanghai, and hungry pigeons survived in the ruins. I happened to meet a kind Japanese friend and brought this robbed owl back to Japan.
When the dove died, a tower was built to commemorate it, and Japanese farmers often kept it in mind. If a dead pigeon wakes up from a dream, it will turn into a bird to fill the stone in the East China Sea.
Destroy the seeds of hatred sown by war, and the Chinese and Japanese people will unite on the same enemy. Dr. Makoto Nishimura rescued a pigeon that lost its home after the war in Shanghai and brought it back to Japan to feed it. It was fine at first, but the pigeon finally died. So he built a grave for pigeons and buried bones, and asked for poems for the completion of the grave, so he scribbled down these seven laws just to express his deep friendship.
5, "Answer the Guest" Modern Times: Lu Xun's ruthlessness may not be a real hero, how can Reiko Kobayakawa not be a husband? Do you know that those noisy people look back smaller than Tu? People who have no feelings for children are not necessarily real heroes. How can it be that caring about children is not a gentleman? Do you know that tigers howling in the mountains always come back to look after their cubs?
5. About Luxun's Poems Luxun's Poems
In memory of Yang Quan (1933)
Is there any pride like the old flowers blooming and falling? When do you cry for Jiang Nanyu and Simin?
Accustomed to spending spring in the long night (193 1 year)
It is a custom for young women to have silk on their temples on long nights in spring. In my dream, I vaguely shed tears for my mother, and the flag of the king on the city head changed.
Endure watching peers become new ghosts, and look for small poems in anger. There is no place to write, and the moonlight is like water.
Self-mockery (1932)
What do you want from the delivery of the canopy, but you dare not turn over and meet each other. A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine.
Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children. Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu.
Answer the question (1932)
Ruthlessness is not necessarily a real hero. How can Reiko Kobayakawa not be a husband? Do you know that those noisy people look back smaller than Tu?
Other brothers
Dreams often rush to their hometown, and they begin to believe that the world is bitter and parting.
Lying in bed at night, I think of my brothers, the residual lights are like beans, and the moonlight is like a shadow.
Mourn for Yang Quan
Is there any pride like the old flowers blooming and falling?
When do you cry for Jiang Nanyu and Simin?
Casual works of the last autumn at sea
I'm surprised that Qiu Lai is human, and I dare to send a spring essay to my pen.
The sea of dust is boundless and heavy, and the golden wind is bleak.
When I was old, I returned to osawa, but my dreams failed and my teeth were cold.
I heard that pheasants are lonely, as if the stars are dying.
Untitled
It is a custom for young women to have silk on their temples on long nights in spring.
In my dream, I vaguely shed tears for my mother, and the flag of the king on the city head changed.
Endure watching peers become new ghosts, and look for small poems in anger.
There is no place to write, and the moonlight is like water.
Untitled
There is no Artemisia on the surface of Wanjiamo, and there is a song that dares to mourn.
My mind is broad, even broad, and I am listening to the thunder in a quiet place.
laugh at oneself
What do you want from the delivery of the canopy, but you dare not turn over and meet each other.
A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine.
Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children.
Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu.
Self-titled portrait
There is no way to escape from the gv 10, and the storm is as dark as a rock.
I sent a message to Han Xing, and I want to recommend Xuanyuan with my blood.
Stop Yu Dafu from moving to Hangzhou
Qian Wang's vacation is still there, and Wu Xiang can't find it.
Harmony is different, resentment leads to depression, and mountain fragrance spreads all over Gao Cen.
There is no one in front of General Yue's grave, and there is no one in Meihelin.
It seems that the whole family is traveling, and the wind and rain are full of songs.
6. Lu Xun's poem "Self-mockery" Age: Modern Author: Lu Xun genre: What do you want from the Seven Laws? Dare not turn over, met.
A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine. Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children.
Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu. Untitled Age: Modern Author: Lu Xun Type: Five unique scenes: smoke and water, common things, abandoned villages and a fisherman.
Drunk in the middle of the night, rich people have nowhere to find. Untitled Age: Modern Author: Luxun School: Five Laws, Field, Hook and Thorn, Sky, Battle Cloud.
A few spring waves, all is silent. Only Qin gets drunk and sings more and more.
The storm is mighty, and the flowers and trees are bleak. Title "Wandering" Times: Modern Author: Luxun Style: Five Unique and Lonely New Fields and Safe Old Battlefield.
There was only one pawn between the two rooms, and Lianji wandered alone. Accustomed to the long night in spring: Modern Author: Lu Xun Style: Seven Laws Accustomed to the long night in spring, women will have silk on their temples.
In my dream, I vaguely shed tears for my mother, and the flag of the king on the city head changed. Endure watching peers become new ghosts, and look for small poems in anger.
There is no place to write, and the moonlight is like water.
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Brief introduction of Lu Xun
Lu Xun (188 1 September 25th-19361October19), formerly known as Zhou Zhangshou, later renamed Yushan, later changed to Yucai, "Lu Xun" is his1. A famous writer, thinker and educator, he was an important participant in the May 4th New Culture Movement and the founder of modern literature in China. Mao Zedong once commented: "Lu Xun's direction is the direction of the new culture of the Chinese nation." [ 1-6]
Lu Xun has made great contributions in many fields, such as literary creation, literary criticism, ideological research, literary history research, translation, introduction of art theory, introduction of basic science and research on ancient books collation. He had a great influence on the development of China's social ideology and culture after the May 4th Movement, and enjoyed a high reputation in the world literary world, especially in the fields of Korean and Japanese ideology and culture. He is known as "the writer who occupied the largest territory on the East Asian cultural map in the 20th century".
Some of Luxun's Poems
1, laugh at yourself
What do you want to send, canopy? Dare not turn over, met.
A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine.
Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children.
Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu.
2. "Untitled"
Smoke and water are common things, and a fisherman is abandoned.
Drunk in the middle of the night, rich people have nowhere to find.
3. Self-titled portrait
There is no way to escape from the gv 10, and the storm is as dark as a rock.
I sent a message to Han Xing, and I want to recommend Xuanyuan with my blood.
4. "Accustomed to the long night in spring"
It is a custom for young women to have silk on their temples on long nights in spring.
In my dream, I vaguely shed tears for my mother, and the flag of the king on the city head changed.
Endure watching peers become new ghosts, and look for small poems in anger.
There is no place to write, and the moonlight is like water.
5. "Untitled"
The trees in the cave fell into the sky, and the eyebrows were scarlet.
There are people on the river bank who can't sing and have lost their eyes.
6. Lotus Man
In the celestial world, you can still smell the fragrance of jasper in the wind.
Heron shadows don't come in autumn, and reed flowers are accompanied by dew.
Sweep away the greasy powder to show your character, but learn to make up in red.
Just plant the scale net in Lianxi, and don't fall into the cold pond with the residual leaves.
7. New Year's Day in 22 years
The cloud sealed the high cave to protect the general, whether to attack Joan Hinton and destroy the people.
After all, it is not as good as the concession, and it is spring in the sound of playing cards.
8. What are Lu Xun's poems?
New poetry (anthology)
Dreaming of his shadow farewell
Good story. A warrior like a dead fire.
The beauty of Nanjing folk songs in faint blood songs
Revenge dog refutation
Classical poetry
Don't three brothers-Gengzi February Lotus people Gengzi sent stoves.
Four Ways of Sacrificing Books and Loving Flowers —— Three Farewells to Brothers by Master of Tibetan Spring Garden in Buxiang —— Postscript to February of Xin Chou
Self-titled Portrait Mourning Fan Jun Chapter 3 Defending Tofu
Giving Li Sao to Wu Qishan as a gift is a habit to spend the spring in the long night.
Send Ou Yijun and Lan back to China (193 1 March)
To Japanese singers
Two untitled Xiangling songs (19365438+June 0) were sent to Masuda to return home.
Answering irrelevant questions (1932) occasionally happens.
After giving Peng a self-mockery, the second and eighth wars.
Professor's four essays and two untitled ones (1932 65438+ February)
Untitled (1932) presented to the painter on New Year's Day.
Students and the Jade Buddha stripped Cui Hao of the Yellow Crane Tower poem and "Scream" with the name of college students.
"Wandering" Mourning Yang Quansanyi Tower
Two unnamed gifts (1933) are unnamed (19331/month).
The drama that prevented Yu Dafu from moving to Hangzhou to report his encephalitis was untitled (1934)
In the autumn night, I have a feeling of the last autumn at sea.
Lu Xun's self-mockery
What do you want to send, canopy?
Dare not turn over, have met.
A broken hat covered a busy city.
Angry ships are flooded with wine.
I looked at the blame coldly.
bow/lower/hang one's head
Hide in the small building and become unified.
No matter winter in Xia Chunqiu.