I ate grass and squeezed milk from the market. I can also think of the following poems of Lu Xun: 1. Look at a thousand fingers and bow down as a willing ox. (Lu Xun self-mockery)

2. I send a message to Han Xing that I will recommend Xuanyuan with my blood. (Lu Xun's self-titled portrait)

3. I have a vast mind and even Guangyu, listening to thunder in a silent place. (Lu Xun Untitled)

4. In the blood, the grass is rich and strong, and the cold and frozen earth makes spring flowers. (Lu Xun Untitled)

5. Endure watching peers become new ghosts, and look for small poems in anger. (Lu Xun. Untitled)

6. Ruthlessness may not be a real hero. How can Reiko not be a husband? (Lu Xun's Answer to the Guest)

7. Make every effort to rob the brothers, and meet them with a smile and forget the enmity. (Lu Xun's topic Sanyi Pagoda)

8. Is there any pride like the old days? Flowers bloom and fall for two reasons. (Lu Xun mourns Yang Quan)

9. The swan song of historians, leaving Sao without rhyme. (Lu Xun's comments on Historical Records)