1. Life is like a bouquet of flowers. Only when you watch it carefully can you see its beauty; life is like a cup of tea. Only when you savor it carefully can you appreciate the true taste. We should taste the philosophy of life from failure, success and life. 2. Life is a flower in full bloom, it blooms beautifully, stretched, and colorful; life is a beautiful little poem, fresh and smooth, with long meaning; life is beautiful.
1. Life is like a bouquet of flowers , only by watching carefully can you see its beauty; life is like a cup of tea, only by savoring it carefully can you appreciate the true taste. We should taste the philosophy of life from failure, success and life.
2. Life is a blooming flower, which blooms beautifully, stretched, and colorfully. Life is an exquisite poem, fresh and smooth, with long meaning. Life is beautiful music, with harmonious melody and melodiousness. ; Life is a flowing river, running endlessly and rolling forward.
3. Life is like a flower, colorful; life is like a song, beautiful; life is like wine, fragrant and mellow; life is like a poem, profound and colorful.
4. Life is a A wise elder, life is a knowledgeable teacher. It often turns into spring breeze and rain, moistening things and silently guiding us and giving us enlightenment in life.
5. The beauty of life is always shown in her progress; just like the beauty of a big tree, it is shown in its vigorous vitality that towers upward into the clouds; like the beauty of an eagle, It is shown in its soaring spirit against the wind and rain; like the beauty of a river, it is shown in its turbulent flow that cascades thousands of miles.
6. Life is beautiful, but also short. Some lives are lonely, some have colorful lives, and different people have different pursuits in life; life is a one-way line with no return journey, and everyone spends all their time moving forward.
7. Life is about smiling in the face of reality, and looking at the future over obstacles; life is about using the scissors of the soul to cut out green branches on the road of life; life is about facing confusion or confusion. When it's dark, a big but bright and smiling light show lights up deep in the soul.
8. Life is like a mountain, what matters is not its height, but its beauty; life is like a rain, what matters is not its size, but its timeliness.
9. Maturity is a kind of bright but not dazzling brilliance, a kind of mellow but not greasy sound, a kind of calmness that does not need to judge the appearance of others, a kind of calmness that finally stops looking at the surroundings. An atmosphere of appeal, a smile that ignores the commotion, an indifference that washes away extremes, a solidity that does not need to be announced, and a height that is not steep.
10. Life is like a book, it should have more wonderful details and less boring words; life is like a song, it should have more high-spirited melodies and less sad notes; life is like a painting, There should be more bright colors and less gray tones.
11. Life is a big encyclopedia, all-encompassing; life is a six-stringed harp, playing multiple beautiful melodies: life is a Pegasus brand clock, wind it up, it will make Man gains condensed life.
12. The road of life is long and colorful, just like sailing on the sea in the horizon. Sometimes it will be calm and smooth, but sometimes it will be rough and difficult. But as long as the lighthouse in our hearts does not go out, we can continue to sail along our own route. The road of life is long and colorful: in the sunshine, I learn to laugh, in the clouds, I learn to be strong; in the strong wind, I hold on to hope, in the heavy rain, I hold on to the ideal; when I stand at the midpoint and look back, I have walked out a path that belongs to me. path of life.
Beautiful Sentences and Paragraphs No. 6
"Three" contains philosophy, and "three" contains wisdom. Seek help sincerely, learn with humility, focus on seeking the Dharma, and cooperate to seek wealth. Life is about gaining enlightenment through repetition, picking up gold from the complex phenomena, and not being ashamed to ask among all living beings, learning knowledge and growing talents. This is true for us as individuals and as a nation. Reform and opening up and the revitalization of China cannot be separated from the support from all over the world, and also require the intelligent help of friends and guests from all over the world.
Needless to say, there are green vegetable beds, smooth stone well fences, tall honey locust trees, and purple mulberries; there is no need to talk about the singing cicadas singing in the leaves, and the fat wasps lying on the cauliflowers, nimbly calling the emperor. (The skylark) suddenly jumped straight from the grass into the sky. The surrounding short mud walls alone are infinitely interesting. The oil flies sing here, and the crickets play the piano here. Turn over the broken bricks.
Not to mention the green vegetable beds, smooth stone well fences, tall acacia trees, and purple mulberries; not to mention the cicadas singing in the leaves and the fat wasps lying on the cauliflowers. , the nimble and nimble Skylark suddenly jumped straight from the grass into the sky. The surrounding short mud walls alone are infinitely interesting. The oil flies sing here, and the crickets play the piano here. When turning over broken bricks, you sometimes meet centipedes; and cantharides. If you press its backbone with your fingers, it will snap loudly and a burst of smoke will be emitted from the rear orifices. The Polygonum multiflorum vine and the Magnolia vine are intertwined. The Magnolia has a lotus-like fruit, and the Polygonum multiflorum has a swollen root. Some people say that Polygonum multiflorum root has a human shape, and if you eat it, you can become an immortal. So I often pull it up, and I have been pulling it up again and again. I have also damaged the mud wall because of it, but I have never seen a root that looks like a human. . If you are not afraid of thorns, you can also pick raspberries, which look like small balls made of small coral beads. They are sour and sweet, and the color and taste are far better than mulberries.
Brief analysis: I memorized the article in the first grade of junior high school. I thought it was boring at the time, but now I enjoy reading it. First of all, the two "needless to say" arouse the reader's interest, and the "single" is even more fascinating. The two "nothings" are already full of fun, and it can be seen that the "surrounding short mud wall base area" is even more fun! There are also "oil flies", "crickets" and so on that are also full of childhood fun.
We are now walking on a narrow and dangerous path. To the left is a vast quagmire, to the right is also a vast expanse of floating sand, and in front is a distant destination hidden in the mist.
Appreciation: This is what Mr. Lu Xun wrote about that is impossible for country people to do. I like this sentence very much. He vividly describes the life philosophy of the country people at that time in profound and beautiful language. Lu Xun believed that country people would not be able to write such "faint words", and also wrote about the low quality of country people at that time, which paved the way for the subsequent description of the impermanence of life.
However, everyone has the intention to joke with Wu Chang, because he is straightforward, likes to talk, and is humane. If you want to find a real friend, he is the best one.
Appreciation: This sentence reveals Mr. Lu Xun's admiration for Huo Wu Chang, which can be seen from the honorific title "Mr. Huo Wu Chang" given to him. Since even a ghost can be so humane, then why can't we as humans? Therefore, Mr. Lu Xun also wants to enlighten us through the "emphasis on human feelings" of impermanence. As a person, legal principles are important, but you must also have strong compassion like Mr. Wu Chang. The whole article is filled with the author's admiration and praise for the impermanence of life. First, he writes about his fear of him when he was a child, and compares it with his admiration for him now. He also compares it with the stupidity of King Yama and the horror of the impermanence of death. Highlight the impermanent kindness. The author also wants to tell us that even ghosts have such kind intentions, what should humans do?
If you don’t want to put the elixir on your tongue, and you can’t think of “injustice”, naturally, what’s the use of taking “Bi Gu Pi Wan” for more than a hundred days? Still unable to break the edema, my father finally lay on the bed and gasped. I also invited Mr. Chen Lianhe back, this time it was a special offer, which cost ten yuan. He still calmly prescribed a prescription, but he stopped using the Baigupi Pills, and the medicine was no longer very magical, so it only took half a day to cook the medicine, drink it down, and it came out from the corner of the mouth.
Brief analysis: Lu Xun studied medicine in Japan. In this article, he used his personal experience to painfully expose and analyze the backward concepts and backward current situation of Chinese medicine at that time. He even said that "TCM is intentional or unintentional" In extreme words, he used the conscience and insight of a profound medical student to hit the crux of the conservative traditional concept, and also showed the ideological transformation process of saving people's lives first. China Later, there may have been a lack of a good doctor with radical ideas and strict ethics, but there was a great writer who warned the people of the nation. From this article, we can see the reason for his great change.
When Mr. is absorbed in reading, it is very suitable for us. A few used paper armor sets to put on their nails for show. I was a painter, using a kind of paper called "Jingchuan paper" to trace the embroideries in the novel one by one, just like shadowing when practicing calligraphy. The more books I read, the more pictures I drew; I didn't finish reading the books, but I made a lot of paintings. The most successful ones were the portraits of "Dang Kou Zhi" and "Journey to the West", both of which were large. Later, because I needed money, I sold it to a rich classmate. His father ran a tin foil shop; I heard that he was now a shopkeeper and was about to be promoted to the status of a gentleman. This thing no longer exists.
Brief analysis: In Sanwei Bookstore, despite Mr. Shou's strict teachings, he still couldn't bear the childishness in the students' hearts. When he was absorbed in reading, he didn't find that his students were doing various things. There are all kinds of things, some are playing with paper armor on their nails, and Lu Xun is concentrating on painting... All the feelings are so innocent and evocative, maybe they aroused the emotions in my heart ***Come on, I really don’t understand how I can love an article in "Morning Blossoms Plucked at Dusk" so much, especially since the author looks at the world from the eyes of a child, which makes people feel warm and passionate when reading it.
The flower of success, people are only amazed by her current beauty! However, her bud was soaked in the tears of struggle and sprinkled with the blood of sacrifice.
When you take a shower, with wet hair spread on your shoulders, and walk through the shadow of the golden flower tree to the small courtyard where you pray, you will smell the fragrance of the flowers, but not knowing where the fragrance came from. Came from me.
How did Chun ever speak? But her great hidden power has made the world so gentle
I heard the heavy rain in the middle of the night, and when I woke up early it was a dark and overcast sky, which made me feel a little bored. When I looked out from the window, the white lotus had withered, and its white petals were scattered in the water like small boats. Only a small lotus pod and a few light yellow flower whiskers are left on the stem. That red lotus was in full bloom last night, but this morning it was in full bloom, standing tall and graceful among the green leaves.
Still uncomfortable! ——After wandering for a while, there was thunder outside the window, and then the heavy rain came, getting heavier and heavier. The red lotus was shaken left and right by the dense raindrops. Under the unshielded sky, I didn't dare to go downstairs, and I couldn't even think about it.
The rain did not subside, but the red lotus stopped shaking. The raindrops kept falling, and only some weak water drops gathered on the brave and compassionate lotus leaves.
Mother! You are a lotus leaf and I am a red lotus. When the raindrops in my heart come, except you, who is my shelter under the unobstructed sky?
——————Excerpted from "Lotus Leaf. Mother"
The moonlight is like flowing water, quietly flowing on this leaf and flower. Thin green mist floats in the lotus pond. The leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; they are also like dreams wrapped in gauze. Although it was a full moon, there was a thin layer of clouds in the sky, so it couldn't shine brightly; but I thought this was just the right thing - a sound sleep is essential, but a nap also has its own flavor. The moonlight shines through the trees, casting jagged and mottled black shadows on the dense shrubs high up; the sparse shadows of the curved willows seem to be painted on the lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is not uniform; but the light and shadow have a harmonious melody, like the famous music played on the Buddhist bell.
---------lt;Moonlight over Lotus Pondgt;
That winter, my grandmother died and my father's errands were handed over. It was a day when misfortunes never come singly. I went from Beijing to Xuzhou , planning to go home with his father for the funeral.
When I went to Xuzhou to see my father, I saw the messy things in the courtyard and thought of my grandmother again, and I couldn't help but shed tears. My father said, "It has happened, so there is no need to feel sad. Fortunately, there is always a way out!"
When you get to the platform over there, you have to cross the railway, jump off and climb up again. My father is a fat man, so it would be more troublesome to walk there.
I saw him wearing a black cloth cap, a large black cloth mandarin jacket, and a dark blue cloth cotton robe. He staggered to the side of the railway and slowly leaned down. It was not a disaster.
-------------lt; back gt;
The swallows have gone, but they will come again; the willows have withered, but they will be green again. ; The peach blossoms have withered, but will bloom again. But tell me, wise one, why are our days gone forever? ——Someone stole them: who is that? Where is it hidden? It's just that they escaped on their own: where are they now?
I don’t know how many days they gave me; but my hands are becoming increasingly empty. Counting silently, more than eight thousand days have slipped by my hands; just like drops of water on a needle's tip dripping into the ocean, my days have been dripping into the flow of time, without sound or shadow. I couldn't help but feel dizzy and burst into tears. -----------Hurry
The shining green of Meiyu Lake attracts us; we start to chase her divine light of separation and separation. Holding on to the grass and rocks, I carefully leaned down, bowed through a stone dome door, and arrived at the edge of the clear blue pool. The waterfall is between the sleeves; but there is no waterfall in my heart. My heart swayed with the green of the pool. The intoxicating green is like a huge lotus leaf, full of strange green. I wanted to open my arms and hug her; but what a delusion this was. --Standing by the water, looking over there, it actually feels a bit far away! This flat, thick green is really lovely. She is loosely wrinkled, like a young woman's trailing skirt; she is fidgeting gently, like the beating heart of a virgin in first love; she is smooth and bright, as if she has been coated with "varnish", with eggs. It's so soft and tender, making you think of the tenderest skin you've ever touched; it's not mixed with any traces, just like a piece of warm jasper, with only one clear color - but you can't see through her. ! I once saw the green poplar trees in Shichahai, Beijing, but they couldn't get rid of the goose-yellow color, which seemed too light. I once saw the tall and dense "green wall" next to Hupao Temple in Hangzhou, with endless green grass and green leaves overlapping it, but it seemed too dense. For the rest, the waves in the West Lake are too bright, and the waves in the Qinhuai River are too dark. My dear, how can I compare you to you? How can I compare? Probably the pool is very deep, so it can contain such a strange green color; it is as if a piece of the blue sky has melted into it, making it so fresh and moist. --That intoxicating green! If I could cut you into a belt, I would give it to that light dancing girl; she would be able to float in the wind. If I could use you as an eye, I would give it to the blind girl who is good at singing; she will have bright eyes and good vision. I can't let you go; how can I let you go? I patted you and caressed you with my hands, like a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old. I touched your entrance again and kissed her. I'll give you a name. I'll call you "Daughter Green" from now on, okay?
When I went to Xianyan for the second time, I couldn’t help but be surprised by how green Meiyutan was. ---------Green
I immediately became excited. No matter what, I threw off my shoes, grabbed the life preserver from my mother's hand, and threw myself into the sea with my bare feet, cheering. in the arms of.
"Plop!" "Plop!" Everyone plunged into the clear river "desperately". Some were flopping in the water with their hands and feet, some were floating on the water with their belly up, and some were like loaches. Diving into the water.
The river, which was quiet just now, suddenly became noisy: shouts and laughter came and went, the water was stirred, the water was hit, the water splashed, you ran away, I chased, and it became a mess.
Good paragraph:
We hurriedly took off our clothes by the river, threw ourselves into the river, and immediately started fighting, chasing and playing in the water. You see, we are divided into two teams, one is the "enemy" and the other is the "red army". Pairs of small palms poured water on each other, causing everyone's face to be covered with crystal water drops. The water blurred our eyes, so we each stepped aside, wiped it away with our hands, and then "attacked" violently. The whole river immediately became noisy, with shouts and laughter rising one after another, forming a happy symphony. When we were tired from the water fight, we chased and played in the river. One chased and the other ran, darting back and forth in the water. His little body was as slippery as a loach, and he couldn't catch it no matter what. The joyous songs and laughter on the river swayed far away from both sides of the river.
We little naughties would ignore our parents’ repeated warnings, come to Xiaoshiwan in groups, take off our pants, and dive into the water naked. There are flying dragonflies, water fights, and rivers and seas. They are like little loaches, chasing around in the water, shouting and screaming, playing and playing. It is really indescribable comfort.
A few children, with their bare feet, were playing in the water in the heavy rain! The singer was Hong Hong. As she sang, she caught the rain falling from the sky with her hands. Xiao Yu and Ding Ding, who were following her, stepped on the rain stream on the ground, swinging their arms rhythmically, and raised their heads from time to time, letting the rain wash over them. At this time, I felt itchy in my heart, so I hurriedly threw off my shoes, rolled up my trousers, and rushed out of the room. As soon as I ran behind Honghong, there was a "plop", and I fell on my back, and splashes of water fell on Honghong. Honghong turned around and said with a "hehehe" smile: "Hit the drowned dog quickly!" After saying that, she paddled the water with her feet and hit me. I didn't care to get up, and quickly held up the water with both hands and threw it towards Hong Hong's face, shouting cheerfully: "Come on! Come on!" Hong Hong couldn't resist, "Oh, my God. "He yelled, hurriedly covering his face with his hands, turning his head and retreating. "Reinforcements are coming!" With a cheerful cry, Xiao Yu and Ding Ding launched an attack on me. I immediately used my hands and feet to throw jets of water at Xiao Yu and Ding Ding. "Hehehehe——!" "Hahaha——!" Our happy laughter echoed in the vast rain curtain.
Others:
1. If the blackboard is the vast sea, then the teacher is the sailor on the sea. The moment the bell rang, you used the faculty whip as an oar to paddle the textbooks moored in the harbor like a ship. On the desk, the problems are piled up like a reef. Your gestures are as vivid as a flying bird, waving a graceful arc on the podium - the ship passes... There is not a single cloud floating in the sky, just like your bright heart , a lofty one.
2. Hope comes from disappointment, and uplift comes from worry. As a poet said: Those who feel hungry must digest well, those who feel urgent must be efficient, and those who feel crisis must have good digestion. Progress quickly.
3. Don’t wander under the trees, don’t meditate in the rain, don’t cry in the dark. Look forward, don't look back. As long as you have the courage to face it and raise your head, you will find that the haze of scores is just a short rainy season. Looking forward, there is still a bright sky, which will not make people feel hesitant.
4. The soft sunshine hangs slanting on the everlasting branches and leaves of green pines and cypresses, looking so quiet and solemn. The green lawn and white cement are peaceful, and the steps rise and fall so lightly. Everyone's But my heart was filled with excitement and thoughts.
5. The ocean of life is not like the rippling blue waves of West Lake. As time goes by, it is sometimes as calm as a mirror, sometimes with splashing waves, sometimes with giant waves soaring into the sky... After enduring the test of strong winds and waves, people , tend to become stronger.
6. When you are in the spring scenery with warm breeze blowing, birds singing and flowers fragrant, green mountains and green waters, and vast hectares of fertile fields, you will definitely be intoxicated; when you face the golden autumn season that is as golden as silver and full of fruitful fruits. , you will definitely be delighted. Have you ever thought that the lush spring scenery is the heroic appearance after being baptized by the severe cold, and the beautiful scenery of the golden autumn is the crystallization of the smelting heat.
…………(He Tingting)
7. If you want to harvest fruits in the golden autumn, then in the cold early spring, you should roll up your trouser legs and work tirelessly to open up fields, sow seeds, and cultivate until the harvest. that day.
8. Life is like a path winding in the mountains, bumpy and bumpy, with ditches and cliffs on the sides. If you fall down, cry if you want. What are you afraid of? Don’t pretend to be pretentious! This is straightforwardness, not weakness, because crying does not affect the journey, but can actually increase caution. The mountain flowers are blooming and the scenery is pleasant. If you are intoxicated, just laugh if you want, but don’t pretend to be reserved! This is straightforwardness, not pride, because smiling once does not affect the journey, but can actually increase confidence.
9. Love is a piece of sunshine in winter, which makes the hungry and cold people feel the warmth of the world; love is a clear spring in the desert, which makes people on the verge of despair regain the hope of life; love is It is a sweet rain sprinkled on the long-drought land, which brings immediate spiritual comfort to the lonely and helpless people. …………………………………………………………………… Mao Dan
10. The days are always like fine yarn passing through the fingertips, slipping quietly inadvertently . The sorrows and misused injuries of the past have gently passed away under the wash of the passing years, while the joy and smiles left behind will remain fresh in the depths of memory for a long time.
11. The melancholy mood evaporated. 12. Faded memories. 13. Gunsmoke is burning in the peaceful home again.
14. Some memories are burned, and some memories are buried deep in the heart. The age of innocence is like running water passing through the golden age.
15. I want to melt into the pink peach petals and wipe away the worries in your heart all day long. 16. I completely understand my parents’ minds.
17. Maternal love is a masterpiece that I will never be able to finish reading; maternal love is a sky that I will never be able to fly out of. ...Zhang Weiwei
18. When the withered autumn leaves swayed in the wind, the late autumn floated outside the school. Under the moonlight, the shadow of my father was very long. The huge windbreaker wrapped the skinny father in it. I My heart felt sad. ………………………………Lin Jingying
19. The true love in the world is like a big net, always warming people’s hearts, just like mother’s love, which lasts forever. Endless.
20. Time is a poem, a poem containing rich philosophy. Time is like a camel, carrying the dreams of countless people.
21. The fate of the boat is to drift; the fate of the sail is to chase the wind and waves; the fate of life is to grasp, grasp and believe in life
22. The past is like a song, in the journey of life Although there have been ups and downs and regrets, the beauty of youth has not been lost. Believe in yourself, there is always hope. Let us remember that sentence: I will not cry if I miss the sun, otherwise, I will miss the moon and stars.
23. If you fail in life, please don’t write sad tears on your face. Failure is also a kind of gain. The most important thing in life is to have full courage and the courage to start a business.
24. I once thought that a helpless cry was all the vicissitudes of the world; a small setback was all the failures in life. It was the age of fourteen that told me...
25. The moonlight is quiet. Pattering raindrops hit the hut. Under the dim light, my mother was sewing the clothes of the wanderer closely. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind squeezed through the window of the hut. My mother seemed to have caught a cold and coughed several times with a strong sense of tiredness. . I woke up from my dream and stared blankly at my elderly mother under the lamp...
26. At night, the spring breeze blew softly. I held my chin and sat on the colorful steps, and another unforgettable thing came to my mind.
If the blackboard is the vast sea, then the teacher is the sailor on the sea. The moment the bell rang, you used the faculty whip as an oar to paddle the textbooks moored in the harbor like a ship. On the desk, the problems are piled up like a reef. Your gestures are as vivid as a flying bird, waving a graceful arc on the podium - the ship passes... There is not a single cloud floating in the sky, just like your bright heart , a lofty one.
2. Hope comes from disappointment, and uplift comes from worry. As a poet said: Those who feel hungry must digest well, those who feel urgent must be efficient, and those who feel crisis must have good digestion. Progress quickly.
3. Don’t wander under the trees, don’t meditate in the rain, don’t cry in the dark. Look forward, don't look back. As long as you have the courage to face it and raise your head, you will find that the haze of scores is just a short rainy season. Looking forward, there is still a bright sky, which will not make people feel hesitant.
4. The soft sunshine hangs slanting on the everlasting branches and leaves of green pines and cypresses, looking so quiet and solemn. The green lawn and white cement are peaceful, and the steps rise and fall so lightly. Everyone's But my heart was filled with excitement and thoughts.
5. The ocean of life is not like the rippling blue waves of West Lake. As time goes by, it is sometimes as calm as a mirror, sometimes with splashing waves, sometimes with giant waves soaring into the sky... After enduring the test of strong winds and waves, people , tend to become stronger.
Appreciation
"Brief"
Point 1:
The articles collected in "Morning Blossoms Plucked at Dusk" are all retrospective prose. Prose is the most personal style of writing. The author's mood is relatively relaxed and quiet when writing, so his writing style is also quite free: he may recall his childhood memories with great interest, or talk about ghosts in hometown operas, or he may recall people affectionately, or he may express his feelings frankly. The deepest pain deep in my heart~~~The writing style is natural and friendly, infecting you. You seem to see the past events in Mr. Lu Xun's memory like an affectionate old movie. Those beautiful, sad or humorous pictures - flash before your eyes. Pass.
Point 2:
When reminiscing about the past affectionately, the author cannot forget the reality, and inserts some "essay style" (that is, discussion of reality) from time to time, so the article integrates narrative, The combination of lyricism and discussion shows Mr. Lu Xun's true and rich spiritual world.
Point 3:
Because the author has a mind that roams freely in the vast time and space of the past and reality, his language style is also rich and diverse.
Point 4:
The author is very good at taking in the small details of life, using the small to see the big. When writing about people, he writes the charm of the characters, and when writing about things, he writes about the essence of the events.
Point 5:
Because prose is a very free style of writing, the author does not have a certain structure in the layout of the article. It seems to be written in letters, and his thinking is very "loose" ", but this is "the form is scattered", and the "spirit" of the article is not scattered.
Point 6:
The author often uses irony when criticizing and satirizing the old feudal system and old morality. On the surface, he narrates the beginning and end of the incident calmly, but in fact he is telling the truth. There is a clever irony in the narrative that "the words are here but the intention is there."
Point 7:
The author often uses contrasting techniques in prose.
Life is always full of contradictions between truth and falsehood, good and evil, beauty and ugliness, so we use contrasting techniques to effectively lash out against falsehood, evil and ugliness, and promote truth, goodness and beauty. Enhanced the expressiveness of the article. At the same time, we also see from this that Mr. Lu Xun’s heart of great hatred and great love, with a clear distinction between love and hatred