Lu Xun's famous sayings in "Morning Blossoms Picked Up at Dusk" are as follows:

1. I often want to find a little quietness in the chaos, but it is not easy. It's so bizarre right now, and my heart is so confused. When a person has only memories left, life may be considered boring, but sometimes there are no memories at all.

2. 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 lamp lights up deep in the soul.

3. Life is like a book, which should have more wonderful details and less boring words; life is like a song, which 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.

4. Life is a blooming flower, which blooms beautifully, stretched, and colorfully; life is a beautiful 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.

5. Maggots may be unclean, but they do not claim to be noble; birds of prey and beasts of prey take weaker animals as bait, which can be said to be cruel, but they have never upheld "justice" "The flag of "justice" makes the victim admire and admire them until he is eaten.

6. The pot of "water branches" on the desk is something I have never seen before: it is just a section of a tree. As long as it is immersed in water, the branches and leaves will become green and lovely. Looking at the green leaves, editing old drafts, and finally doing something. Doing this kind of thing can really drive away the heat even though you are still alive, but still as old as your death.

7. 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.

8. 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 observe 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.

9. There was a time when I repeatedly recalled the fruits and vegetables I ate in my hometown when I was a child: water chestnuts, monk beans, wild rice, and cantaloupe. All of these are extremely delicious; they all once tempted me to feel homesick. Later, I tasted it after a long absence, but it was nothing more than that; only in my memory, the old meaning remained. They may want to deceive me all my life and make me think twice.