Lu Xun is a famous Chinese writer, and he has written many books, the most famous of which is "The True Story of Ah Q". There are many interesting short stories about Lu Xun, one of which goes like this:
One day, Lu Xun went to a barber's shop to get a haircut in a worn-out suit. Seeing that he was dressed casually and looked dirty, the barber thought that he seemed to be a beggar, so he casually gave him a haircut. After the haircut, Lu Xun grabbed a handful of money from his pocket and handed it to the barber, then left without looking back. When the barber counted the money, he realized that he had given him a lot of extra money, and he was simply happy.
A month later, Lu Xun came to the barber again. The barber recognized him as the customer who had overpaid last time, so he was very polite to him and cut his hair carefully, asking for his opinion until Lu Xun was satisfied. But when he paid, Lu Xun counted the money carefully and didn't give him a single extra coin. The barber felt very strange and asked him why. Lu Xun smiled and said, "Sir, last time you cut my hair carelessly, I paid you carelessly. This time you cut my hair very seriously, so I pay you very seriously!"
The barber felt ashamed to hear this and hurriedly apologized to Lu Xun.
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At that age when he was studying in Sanmeishuoya, Lu Xun also followed his mother to his grandmother's house in the countryside for a small stay. Lu Xun's grandmother's house, which was in the countryside of Shaoxing, was called Anqiao Village. This village is not far from the sea and is extremely remote. A small river flowed through the village, dividing it into two halves, north and south. At that time, there were about thirty families in the village, most of them were surnamed Lu, and most of them made a living by farming and fishing, while a small number of them operated a sideline business - making wine and opening a very small store. Lu Xun went there with his mother in the spring after sweeping the graves. It was here that Lu Xun saw a lot of new scenery and games, and saw and heard the "social theater". Luckily, Lu Xun was able to have such a new and broad world.
Because Lu Xun came from the city, he was considered to be a distant and honored guest, so many children in the village got permission from their parents to cut down on their daily chores and play with him to their heart's content. They played in interesting ways, such as digging earthworms and fishing for shrimps by the river, or going to herd cows together, but the greatest fun was to watch the community theater. Once, they went to the neighboring village of Zhaozhuang to watch a play, Lu Xun later recalled: "As soon as I left the house, I saw a white-roofed sailing boat moored under the moonlight in the flat bridge, and we jumped out of the boat, Shuangxi pulling out the front pole, Ahfa pulling out the rear pole, the younger ones sitting with me in the cabin, and the older ones gathered in the stern of the boat. By the time my mother came out and commanded, 'Be careful,' we were already pointing away from the boat, knocking on the bridge stone, stepping back a few feet, and then stepping forward again to get out of the bridge. So set up two sculls, two people a branch, a mile for a change, there are jokes, there are yelling, sandwiched between the gurgling sound of the bow of the water, in the left and right are the turquoise beans and wheat fields in the river, flying general radius to Zhaozhuang forward. The fragrance from the wheat on both sides of the river and the grass at the bottom of the river was mixed with the water and blew in the air; the moonlight was hazy in the water. The black undulating mountains, as if they were the backs of enthusiastic iron beasts, ran far toward the stern of the boat, but I still thought the boat was slow. They changed hands four times, gradually see a vague Zhaozhuang, and seems to hear the song blew, and a few fires, I think it is the theater, but maybe it is a fishing fire. When the fire came nearer, it was indeed a fishing fire;... It was the pine forest at the bow of the ship. After passing through the forest, the ship curved into the forked harbor, and then Zhaozhuang was really in front of us. The most eye-catching is a theater standing in the open space outside the village near the river, blurred in the moonlit night far away, and space is almost indistinguishable from the boundary, I suspect that the fairyland that I have seen in the paintings has appeared here. ..."
Lu Xun was thirteen years old when his grandfather was imprisoned, and he and his younger brother were sent to take refuge in the house of his great-uncle in Huangfuzhuang, some thirty miles from the city.
When Lu Xun came to his uncle's home, the situation was completely different from before, and he was inevitably subjected to some coldness from then on. But the laborers and their children were everywhere the same, and they were still so warm and attentive, coming to receive the little guests who had taken refuge from afar. The spring in the countryside is still beautiful, the river is full of tissue boats, and on both sides of the river are green wheat fields, with green rowan beans growing on the ridges. During the day, the adults went to the river and the fields to work, Lu Xun and the children play together, or fishing, or peeling the Luo Han beans. In the area of Huangfuzhuang and Xiaogaobu, the main sideline of the farmers was fishing. Late at night, the fish all swam out, eating food, swimming swimming, fishing people also at this time to go out. After the second shift, shrimps also start to come out. The shrimp catchers then rowed their boats with sea pockets to fish for shrimp. After dawn, they ate a little cold rice balls, went to town to sell fish and shrimp, sold the fish and shrimp before coming back to sleep. But whenever they had a little free time, they did not rest, but planned to act in a play, and in doing so showed their excellent skills.
In the rural areas around Shaoxing at that time, the days of the theater, simply too many to count. The first nine or ten days of the first month is the "lamp play"; in March, there is the "Dongyue Emperor" birthday, but no later than the 28th day of the play; May 16th, "the king (land) Bodhisattva birthday In March, there is the birthday of "Dong Yue Da Di", and the play will be performed no later than the 28th day; on May 16th, the birthday of "Wang Zi (land) Bodhisattva", and on June 17th, the birthday of "Pao Grandpa". July 16, "General Liu Mang" birthday, farmers say he is "Liu Bei's son", because to catch shrimp in the field fell to death, even more drama. In August, September, and until the end of the year, many plays were performed. Acting and their lives seem to be inseparable. In fact, the purpose of their performances was not exactly to show the Bodhisattva, but to express their own wishes: the peace of the population and livestock, a good harvest, and a peaceful life of contentment and happiness; - although, the reality of life was not as they expected. The peasants always show their talent, wisdom and strength in the festival of the welcome of the gods, which is their own festival of revelry and demonstration. The procession was many miles long, and the crowd swept through village after village like a rolling wave. Over the procession waved red, green, yellow, and flags of every color. In this vast procession, everyone is like a dragon and tiger: there are playing lion, there are playing dragon boat, there are stilt walkers, there are lifting the lift the bolt cabinet, there are beating the gongs and drums, there are carrying a lotus flower cannon, boom, boom, to the sky to release it a few times.
The most spectacular and glorious of all is the Meilian opera. Perhaps to commemorate those in the history of the feudal ruling class once called "traitors" of the spirit, and modern times to participate in the armed revolutionary struggle of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom sacrificed heroes, as well as some other deaths of the dead, in Huangfu Zhuang, the stage is built in the village a piece of land is called "burning field" place. In Huangfuzhuang, the stage was set up in a place called "burning field" in the village. This is said to be the abattoir where the reactionary landlords slaughtered the peasants after the failure of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom Peasant Uprising. The play started in the afternoon of the first day and continued until dawn the next day. The "Rising of the Dead" was held at sunset, with a mournful trumpet blowing on the stage, a dozen horses placed under the stage in the twilight, an actor dressed as the Ghost King with a steel fork in his hand, and a dozen or so ghosts and soldiers, who could be recruited by ordinary children. They climbed onto the stage, explain the volunteer, face foam a few colored, holding a steel fork, to be gathered, they flocked to the horse, galloped to the field of those orphaned graves, and then pulling the fork and galloped back to the front stage, together with a yell, will be thrown, nailed to the fork on the platform, the responsibility is finished, wash his face off the stage. This kind of ceremony means that those lonely souls and severe ghosts have followed the ghost king and ghost pawns to come and watch the show together. "After the ceremony, the play will then begin and proceed slowly. When it was time for the "jumping" ceremony, people immediately became nervous. A mournful trumpet was blown on the stage, and a ball of cloth was lowered from a beam in the center of the stage. Spectators are holding their breath, the stage suddenly broke out of a shirt and pants, only a calf-nosed pants, face painted with a few strokes of chalk ink man, which is called "male hanging". As soon as he came on stage, he ran to the hanging cloth, like a spider guarding the spider's silk, but also seems to be in the web, drilling and hanging on it. After this, it is "jumping female hanging". On the stage again blew a dismal trumpet, soon, the door curtain was lifted, the female hanged - a ghost more beautiful and stronger than all other ghosts appeared. Big red shirt, long black undershirt, long hair, neck hanging two paper spindles, bowed head, hanging hands, curved walk a full stage, insiders say, this is walking a "heart" character. Then she shook her hair back, and people saw her face: a round face as white as lime, dark eyebrows, dark eyes, and scarlet lips. She shrugged her shoulders, looked around, listened, seemed to be surprised, seemed to be happy, seemed to be angry, and finally issued a sad voice, slowly sang, "Nu was originally a Yang family daughter, huh ah, bitter ah, God! "After this, the following part of the story is about how she was mistreated when she was a child bride, and finally she could only throw herself into the ring to kill herself. When she finished singing, she heard crying in the distance, also a woman, weeping with injustice, ready to commit suicide. She was pleasantly surprised, to go to the "alternative", but constantly and suddenly jumped out of the "male hangers", arguing that he should go, from the argument to a fight, "female hangers" of course, can not defeat him, but fortunately! Fortunately, there is another god on the stage - Wang Lingguan appeared at this time, a whip back "male hangers", let "female hangers" alone to go to activities. Lu Xun's most vivid memory is this scene, and of course there are many other scenes as well. He remembers it particularly well from his early childhood until later in life. Lu Xun believes that the most vindictive "woman hanging", the most beautiful and strongest soul, is the embodiment of the will of the oppressed to take revenge.
The scenery of rural nature, the life of "wild children" such as Leuntu, as well as folk literature and drawing books, aroused Lu Xun's great interest and hobbies, these interests and hobbies, which seem to be parallel, but are in fact linked to each other, and all affected his life and character, and later gradually developed, all served his great ideals. Later on, he engaged in literature, expressed the poverty in the countryside, y exposed the contradictions in the society, as well as studied Chinese painting, statues, and advocated woodcutting, which were all related to this. As for the eye for criticism, it also began to sprout in childhood. And the spirit of justice, strength and perseverance that he got from his family was developed again when he fought against adversity later on. The part of Lu Xun's childhood described above can be said to be a relatively happy one in Lu Xun's life. This made him recall later, often a sense of beauty, a feeling of yearning, and often from this inspiration to create.
But from the age of 13, Lu Xun began to have contact with society, and had to experience the sorrows of the world for himself
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