If you only read books, it becomes a bookcase.

The most painful thing in life is waking up from a dream and having no way to go.

As long as you can cultivate a flower, you might as well become a rotten grass.

If you don’t break out in silence, you will perish in silence. (In memory of Mr. Liu Hezhen)

Time is like water in a sponge, as long as you are willing to squeeze, there is always some.

But I am calm and happy. I will laugh and I will sing.

I love my weeds, but I hate the ground decorated with weeds.

When I turn into dust, you will see my smile!

When I am silent, I feel full; when I speak, I feel empty at the same time.

The life of the past is dead. I rejoice greatly in this death, for by this I know that it once lived.

The life of death has decayed. I rejoice greatly in this decay, for by this I know that it is not empty.

I am like a cow, eating grass and squeezing out milk and blood. (Xu Guangping, published in "Happy Memorial")

In fact, there is no road on the ground. When there are more people walking, it becomes a road. (Excerpted from the novel "Hometown")

Where there is genius, I just spend the time that others drink coffee on working.

Only the soul of the people is valuable, and only when it is carried forward can China truly progress.

Learning from others and understanding the extraordinary is a wonderful way to enable people to reflect.

Friendship is the sincere treatment of two hearts, rather than the beating of one heart against another.

Making a person’s limited life more effective is equivalent to extending a person’s life.

I do dissect others from time to time, but more often than not I dissect myself ruthlessly.

Let’s go on the road of life. The future is long and dark. But don't be afraid, there is a way for those who are not afraid.

Lu Xun's famous poems

With a cold eyebrow and a thousand fingers, he bows his head and is willing to be a bully. (Lu Xun·"Self-mockery")

The message is that the cold stars in Tsuen cannot be noticed, but I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood. (Lu Xun·"Self-Inscribed Portrait")

Lian Guangyu has a vast mind and listens to thunder in a silent place. (Lu Xun·"Unnamed")

The blood-fertile Central Plains is full of fertile grass, and the cold and frozen earth blooms with spring blossoms. (Lu Xun·"Untitled")

I can't bear to watch my friends become new ghosts, and look for poems among the swords angrily. Lu Xun

"A ruthless man may not be a true hero. How can a pity for a son not be a husband?" (Lu Xun·"Response to the Guest's Questions")

After all the calamity, the brothers are here, and when they meet, they smile and forget their grudges. (Lu Xun's "Inscription on Sanyi Pagoda")

How can there be such pride as in the old days, when flowers bloom and fall? (Lu Xun·"Mourn for Yang Quan")