I remember when I was studying "Lin Jiaotou's Fengxueshan Temple", Lin Chong said, "It's because I pranked Taiwei Gao...". On a whim, I changed it to "I pranked Taiwei Gao..." ..." Of course, this was purely for personal entertainment, so I laughed it off. Unexpectedly, I was lucky enough to write an article "Who Pranked Lu Xun" today. "Mr. Lu Xun is undoubtedly a wise man, although many people cannot understand him. He clearly recognized the direction of the development of the times, used a pen as a javelin to awaken the ignorant Chinese, and led the progress of the entire society." This passage , in fact, it is really shocking. Mr. Lu Xun is a wise man. This is true. I have read several of his books since junior high school. Although I am not talented enough, I have met Lu Xun for the first time. I have read "The Scream", "Morning Blossoms Plucked at Dusk", "Weeds", "Lace Literature" and part of "A Brief History of Chinese Novels". Unfortunately, I have never discovered that Mr. Lu Xun's penholder can also be used as a javelin? ! Then shouldn't we go to the Olympics to participate in the men's javelin throw event, win a few medals for the people of the motherland, and make an indelible contribution to China's sports industry? There is such an article in "Weeds", and there are several sentences in it that I like very much: "Those heads have various flags, embroidered with all kinds of good names: philanthropist, scholar, scribe, elder, youth, An elegant man, a gentleman... has all kinds of coats on his head, embroidered with all kinds of good things: knowledge, morality, national quintessence, public opinion, logic, righteousness, Eastern civilization... But he raised his spear." Is it understandable that the warrior in this article is Mr. Lu Xun himself, the Lu Xun who used words as spears and daggers? Who says no one can read him? Who says no one can understand him? In that social state of social turmoil and unrest, he was a wise man, telling people what hypocrisy and hypocrisy are, and what is the truth with his unique cold writing style! It's a pity that this seriousness has been buried like this. A few words and a few sentences "Although many people can't understand him", I dare to ask the author, have you understood Lu Xun? How many books have you read? If the author has read more than me and still doesn't understand, then I can only say, sorry, your understanding is too poor; if the author has not read as much as me, then I can only say, you can't even understand the most basic How can you just say so casually that you can’t read when you don’t even have enough reading? Is it interesting to say that I don’t have enough skills? ! Everyone who dares to write about Lu Xun is in danger of being scolded, including me of course. No one can escape such an ending. He is a mysterious person who has fascinated and confused generations of people. When I write this today, there must be someone who is unhappy and unhappy, so why not? Only criticism in this world can promote progress, right? Nothing matters anymore, that’s what I thought from the moment I wrote this article. What is truth? ! What is justice? ! What is freedom? ! This is a joke, a very old joke: A boy was born to a family, and the whole family was overjoyed. When the moon is full, I hold it out and show it to the guests, which is probably a good omen. One person said: "This kid will be an official in the future." He then withdrew a few compliments. One person said: "This child is going to die in the future." He received a sound beating from everyone. (Excerpted from "Weeds") It's really funny. Those who say death is inevitable, and those who say getting rich and prosperous are lies. Who is right and who is wrong? Who is right and wrong? I was the one who said he was going to die, and the author was the one who lied. Unfortunately, I was beaten up by others, while others were grateful and complimented! What is truth? ! What is justice? ! What is freedom? ! Where is our freedom of speech? Where do our talents lie? Where is our sharpness? Who is the so-called justice? Who is the so-called authority? Who is the so-called king? In fact, no one is. I don't have that good fortune, and what I write is not popular with others. This is my fate. If I am obedient and docile, then I am no longer me. Only the sharp and undisciplined one is the real me! Joy from the heart is true joy! That's the kind of person I am. What I write can't be understood in a minute or two. I write too much and you understand too little. It doesn't matter. That's just me. I go my own way and am still so arrogant. I know that I will eventually give in. Yes, because there is a lingering obstacle, that obstacle is called the college entrance examination. I will also be docile and well-behaved, and I will also compliment and sing praises. Unfortunately, I still have time to squander, and I still have time to be arrogant! I am who I am and there is nothing to change!