When Lu Xun was thirteen, his grandfather was arrested and imprisoned for the imperial examination case. His father has been ill for a long time and his family is getting poorer and poorer. He often goes to the pawnshop to sell valuable things, and then buys medicine for his father at the drugstore. On one occasion, when his father was seriously ill, Lu Xun went to pawn shops and pharmacies early in the morning, and when he came back, the teacher had already started classes. Seeing that he was late, the teacher said angrily, "Teenagers still sleep late and are late for class. Don't come next time you are late. "

Lu Xun nodded, made no excuses for himself, and quietly returned to his seat with his head down.

The next day, he came to school early, carved the word "early" on the upper right corner of the desk with a knife, and secretly vowed that he would get up early and never be late again.

In the later days, his father's illness became more serious. Lu Xun went to the pawnshop to sell things more frequently, and then went to the drugstore to buy medicine. A lot of work at home fell on Lu Xun's shoulders. He gets up early every day before dawn, takes care of things at home, then goes to pawn shops, pharmacies and private schools for classes. Although the family has a heavy burden, he has never been late again.

In those hard days, whenever he panted and ran into the private school on time and saw the word "early" on the desk, he would feel happy and thought, "I have overcome difficulties and fulfilled my promise again. I will definitely redouble my efforts to be a trustworthy person. "

Later, when his father died, Lu Xun continued to study in San Tan Yin Yue. Shou, a teacher in a private school, is a founder, simple and knowledgeable person. The teacher's personality and academic spirit, three pools reflecting the moon, the person who once had difficulty leaving a deep memory for Lu Xun, and the desk engraved with the word "algae" have always inspired Lu Xun's life to move on.

Lu Xun made a great wish of "I recommend Xuanyuan with hot blood" from his youth. After he became a capitalist, he devoted everything to the cause of national liberation and social liberation more consciously. He showed no mercy to the enemy and showed sincere love for the motherland and people. The well-known phrase "look at a thousand fingers coldly and bow down as a willing ox" is a vivid portrayal of his patriotism and noble personality. For the sake of the motherland's freedom from humiliation and people's liberation, he worked tirelessly all his life and always stood at the forefront of the trend of the times. Thorough patriotism made him resolutely betray the feudal scholar-bureaucrat class from which he came, saw clearly the weakness and vacillation of the bourgeoisie in China, and firmly believed that only the proletariat and socialism could save the motherland. China intellectuals' lofty integrity of "wealth can't be immoral, poverty can't be moved, and power can't be bent", and China people's glorious tradition of never being bullied by outsiders and fighting bravely to safeguard national dignity has been embodied in Lu Xun, and later sublimated under the guidance of the capitalist world outlook, gaining a brand-new nature and content of the times. He is selfless and fearless, eating grass and squeezing out milk. He is the first to set an example and serve the people wholeheartedly. After Lu Xun's death, the people of Shanghai and the whole country held a grand funeral and mourning activities for him, and the Shanghai people's representatives covered his coffin with a banner with the words "soul of china". "soul of china" is China people's most pertinent and appropriate evaluation of their great representative.

Two: Lu Xun is a famous writer in China. He has many works, the most famous of which is The True Story of Ah Q. Lu Xun has many interesting stories, one of which is like this:

One day, Lu Xun dressed in shabby clothes went to the barber shop for a haircut. Seeing that he was dressed casually and looked dirty, the barber thought he looked like a beggar and cut his hair casually. After cutting his hair, Lu Xun grabbed a handful of money from his pocket and gave it to the barber, and then left without looking back. The barber counted carefully and found that he gave a lot more money, which made him very happy.

More than a month later, Lu Xun came for a haircut again. The barber recognized that he was the customer who paid more money last time, so he was very polite to him, gave him a haircut carefully and kept asking for his advice until Lu Xun was satisfied. Who knows that when paying, Mr. Lu Xun carefully counted and counted, and did not give a penny more. The barber felt very strange and asked him why. Lu Xun said with a smile, "Sir, the last time you cut my hair indiscriminately, I paid you indiscriminately. If you cut me seriously this time, I will pay you seriously! " The barber felt ashamed and quickly apologized to Lu Xun.

Three: In his childhood, Lu Xun often lived with his mother at his grandmother's house in Anqiaotou, Shaoxing, and later at his uncle's house in Huangfuzhuang. Anqiaotou and Huangfuzhuang are both in the water town outside Chang 'an Gate in Shaoxing, and the wide and narrow rivers flow quietly through the village. Lu Xun likes to go to the countryside. He regards it as a free world, a brand-new world. Because here, you can not only avoid reading the profound Four Books and Five Classics, but also live freely with farmers' children, boating, catching fish and shrimps on the cobweb-covered river, enjoying the night view of the water with a little fishing fire, or going to the shore to put geese, herd cattle and pick arhat beans and breathe fresh air ... Whenever there is a social drama in the village, Lu Xun and Mix. Sometimes, he also learns acting and plays imp with the children of farmers. They drew some colorful pictures on their faces, jumped onto the stage with steel forks in their hands and played happily. The countryside was very attractive to Lu Xun as a teenager. In this free world, Lu Xun not only learned a lot of social knowledge and production knowledge, but also established a deep friendship with the children of peasant families, gradually understood the industrious and simple character of peasants, and also saw the bloody facts of oppression and class exploitation in the old society. In a fishing song often recited by Lu Xun and farmers' children, there is such a solemn and stirring sentence: "Seven liters a day, eight liters a day, and if you don't fall for two days (you don't go fishing in the river for two days), you are white with hunger; Seven liters a day, eight liters a day, and if you don't fall for two days, you will cry. " These have had a far-reaching impact on the development of Lu Xun's thought, making Lu Xun know that farmers are "oppressed all their lives and suffer a lot, which is different from flowers and birds."

Four. Lu Xun's story of race against time;

Lu Xun, formerly known as Zhou Shuren, is an outstanding modern writer.

An important secret of Lu Xun's success is to cherish time. When Lu Xun was twelve years old in a private school in Shaoxing City, his father was seriously ill and his two younger brothers were still young. Lu Xun not only often goes to pawn shops and pharmacies, but also helps his mother with housework. In order not to affect his study, he must make accurate time arrangements.

Since then, Lu Xun has been squeezing time almost every day. He said: time is like water in a sponge. As long as you squeeze it, it always exists. Lu Xun has a wide range of reading interests, and he likes writing. He is also deeply interested in folk art, especially legends and paintings. It is precisely because he has a wide range of knowledge and studies in many ways that time is very important to him. He has been ill all his life, and his working conditions and living environment are not good, but he will not give up until late at night every day.

In Lu Xun's eyes, time is like life. Americans say that time is money. But I think: time is life. If you waste other people's time for no reason, it is tantamount to killing people for money. Therefore, Lu Xun hates people who always run around with their boss, sit in the west and make irresponsible remarks. When he is busy at work, if someone comes to chat or chat with him, even if he is a very good friend, he will rudely say to others, "Well, there you go again. Isn't there anything else to do?"

Five: Lu Xun chewed pepper to drive away the cold. Mr. Lu Xun studied hard since he was a child. When I was a teenager, I attended Jiangnan Naval Academy and got excellent results in the first semester. This school won a gold medal. He immediately took it to the street of Nanjing Gulou and sold it. Then he bought some books and a bunch of red peppers. Whenever it's cold at night and he can't stand reading at night, he picks a pepper and chews it in his mouth, making his forehead sweat. In this way, he insisted on studying. After studying hard, he finally became a famous writer in China.

Six: the story from Baicaoyuan to San Tan Yin Yue;

There is a big garden behind my house, which is called Herb Garden according to legend. Now it has been sold to Zhu Wengong's descendants together with the house. Even it's been seven or eight years since we last met, and it seems that there are only some weeds. But that's my paradise.

Needless to say, green vegetable fields, smooth stone wells, tall acacia trees and purple mulberry trees; Needless to say, cicadas are singing in the leaves, fat wasps are squatting on cauliflower, and the swift call to the son of heaven (lark) suddenly rushes to the sky from the grass. Just around the short mud wall, it has unlimited interest. Oil flies sing here and crickets play the piano here. Turning over broken bricks, sometimes I meet centipedes; There is also Mylabris. If you press your finger on its spine, it will clap its hands and spray a puff of smoke from behind. The vines of Polygonum multiflorum Thunb and Manglietia are intertwined. Manglietia has the fruit of Alternanthera philoxeroides, and Polygonum multiflorum has swollen roots. Some people say that the roots of Polygonum multiflorum Thunb are human-shaped, and they can become immortals after eating them. So I often pull them up, and I have been pulling them up constantly, and I have broken the mud wall, but I have never seen one of them like a person. If you are not afraid of thorns, you can also pick raspberries, which are like balls made of small coral beads. They are sour and sweet, and their color and taste are far better than those of mulberries. You can't go to the grass because it is said that there is a big red snake in this garden. My eldest mother once told me a story: once upon a time, there was a scholar who lived in an ancient temple. He worked hard. In the evening, when he was enjoying the cool in the yard, he suddenly heard someone calling him. I promised, but looking around, I saw a beautiful face on the wall, smiled at him and disappeared. He is very happy; But the old monk who came to talk at night saw through the mechanism. Saying that there is something evil on his face, he must have met a "beautiful snake"; This is a monster with a head and a snake body. It can call people by name. If it agrees, it will come to eat this man's meat at night. Naturally, he was scared to death, but the old monk said it was all right and gave him a small box, saying that as long as he put it on the pillow, he could lie on it. Although he still does this, he always can't sleep-of course not. In the middle of the night, sure enough, sasha vujacic! It sounds like the wind and rain outside the door. When he was shaking into a ball, he heard a clear voice. A golden light flew out of the pillow, and there was no sound outside. The golden light also flew back and was collected in the box. What happened afterwards? Later, the old monk said, this is a flying centipede. It can suck away the snake's brain, and the beautiful snake is killed by it.

The last lesson is: so if a strange voice calls your name, you must not promise him. This story made me feel the danger of being a man. I often worry about enjoying the cool summer night and dare not look at the wall. I really want to get a box of flying centipedes like the old monk. I often think so when I walk beside the grass in the Herbal Garden. But until now, I haven't got it, but I haven't met the red snake and the beautiful snake. It is natural for strange voices to call my name, but they are not beautiful snakes.

Herbal gardens in winter are tasteless; It's different when it snows. Making a snowman (printing one's whole figure on the snow) and modeling a snowman need people's appreciation. This is a deserted garden, so it is not suitable, so we have to catch birds. Bo Xue is not enough; When birds have nowhere to feed for a long time, it is always necessary to cover the ground with snow for a day or two. Sweep away a piece of snow and expose the ground. Set up a big bamboo curtain with a short stick, sprinkle some chaff under it, and tie a long rope on the stick. People hold it from a distance and watch the birds come down to peck. When they reach the bottom of the bamboo curtain, they pull the rope and cover the bamboo curtain. But most of them are sparrows, and there are also "birds" with pale cheeks. They are impatient and can't keep them overnight.

This is the method my father taught me, but I can't use it well. Obviously, I saw them go in, pulled the rope and ran to have a look. There was nothing. It took me a long time to catch three or four. The father who moistens the soil can catch dozens of them in half a day, put them in a fork bag and scream and bump around. I once asked him the reasons for his gains and losses, and he just smiled quietly: You are too impatient to wait for it to come to the middle.

I don't know why my family sent me to the bookstore, which is called the strictest bookstore in the city. Maybe it's Polygonum multiflorum Thunb. The mud wall that has been destroyed may be because the brick was thrown on the partition wall of Liang's house, or because it jumped off the wall of Shijing, and ... there is no way to know. All in all: I won't go to the Herb Garden often. Ed, my cricket! Ed, my raspberries and Manglietia!

Going out to the east, within half a mile, I walked across a stone bridge, which is my husband's home. Go through a black bamboo door, and the third room is the study. There is a flat road hanging in the middle: three pools reflecting the moon; Below the apartment is a picture of a fat sika deer crouching under an old tree. Without Confucius memorial tablet, we will pay tribute to Pinglu. The first time was to worship Confucius, and the second time was to worship Mr.

When he saluted for the second time, Mr. Wang responded kindly. He is a tall and thin old man with gray hair and big glasses. I have great respect for him, because I heard that he is an old-fashioned, simple and knowledgeable person in this city.

I don't know where I heard it, but Dong Fangshuo is also very knowledgeable. He knew that an insect called "strange" was melted by resentment and doused with wine. I really want to know the detailed story, but Chang doesn't know it, because she has no knowledge after all. Now you have a chance, you can ask Mr.

"Sir,' strange' this bug, what's going on? ..... "I'm going to flip through the books, and when I'm about to retire, I quickly ask. I don't know! His face seems very unhappy and angry. I just know that as a student, I shouldn't ask these things, as long as I study, because he is a profound scholar, and he will never be ignorant. The so-called ignorant people don't want to say. People older than me often do this. I have seen it several times.

I just read books, practice calligraphy at noon and have classes at night. At first, Mr. Wang was very strict with me these days. Later, I got better, but gradually I read more books. I added words in class, from three words to five words, and finally to seven words

There is also a garden after the three pools reflect the moon. Although it is small, you can climb to the flower bed there to fold wintersweet blossoms and look for cicadas on the ground or on osmanthus trees. The best job is to catch flies and feed them to ants quietly. However, the students went to the garden too many times and for too long, but to no avail. Mr. Wang shouted in the study: "Where did everyone go?" People will go back one by one; It's no good going back together. He has a ruler, but he doesn't use it often. He has the rule of kneeling, but he doesn't use it often. Ordinary people just stare a few times and say loudly, "Read!"

So everyone opened their throats and read for a while. It's really noisy. Some people read that "the benevolent is far away from me, and I want the benevolent", others read that "a dog's mouth is full of teeth", others read that "nine hidden dragons should not be used", and some people read that "you are wrong on the ground, wrong on the ground, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong.

"Iron wishful, charming command, a surprise ~ ~; Luo Jin, dripping upside down, a thousand cups are not drunk. I doubt this is an excellent article, because when he reads this, he always smiles, raises his head, shakes his head and bends back.

When Mr. Wang is absorbed in reading, it suits us very well. Some of them put paper armor on their nails to play with. I am a painter. I use a kind of paper called "Jingchuan Paper" to describe the Xiu Xiang of the novel one by one, just like the shadow writing when I study Chinese characters. The more books you read, the more you draw; I have never read a book, but I have gained a lot in painting. The most fragmentary are The Journey to the West's Dangkou Zhi and Xiu Xiang, both of which are very big. Later, because I needed money, I sold it to a rich classmate. His father runs a tin foil shop; It is said that I have become a shopkeeper now and will soon rise to the status of a gentleman. This thing is long gone.