During the major league activities, Lu Xun was always absent from ordinary meetings, but he must have arrived in advance at every meeting, and he always handled things badly. Lu Xun was always assigned to others in good order. From here, we can see that Lu Xun is not a writer who knows how to dance and write, but he is also practical and talented. I have to think of the magazine we co-edited in the name. Although he co-edited the publication, Lu Xun served alone in proofreading and publishing.

His spirit of doing things can also be seen from small things such as proofreading manuscripts in his studio. Generally, we are working as writers at the same time. In my understanding, nine out of ten people make the studio messy, while Lu Xun Zhai is arguing that it is necessary to be clear at all times. He proofreads manuscripts and alters his own articles. Of course, he not only always writes very clearly.
Until Haiying grows up, he always goes to his den to rummage through his magazines. At this time, I always see him with a wry smile and say to Haiying, Watch this little trouble. When Haiying leaves with a smile, he always piles those up while talking jokes, and then talks.
I remember a time when Haiying was already able to talk. Before I went to his den, Haiying was making trouble there. I was not ready when I went there. When Lu Xun saw me, he laughed and said that Haiying was a little trouble. He asked me when I would die. He meant that all this should be his after I died.
Lu Xun laughed heartily. I remember listening to this in the highest spirits. Although I was in Gao Xiao, I was never sad when I secretly thought about the fate of death, especially for people like Lu Xun. I usually don’t combine death with him and want to be together, even if he is beside him. Ms. Song certainly didn’t have any real feelings about this concept at that time.
This happened about two or three years before his death, and when he died, he went to the funeral home in the world. At the same time, I saw his legacy and Haiying still dressed casually in front of others and ran there happily. My heart was really twisted.
Everyone knows that Li Xiaofeng, the founder of Beijing New Bureau, was born by Lu Xun of Peking University. After Sun Fuyuan came from the supplement of the Morning Post, Lu Xun started the silk distribution and managed the printing industry before he graduated from Li Xiaofeng.
Beixinju’s assignment from Beiping to the expansion of maritime affairs was also based on Lu Xun’s works.
Later, year after year, Lu Xun’s works increased year by year, and the tax involvement of Lu Xun in Beixin became a big problem.
Beixin always says vaguely to peacetime that the monthly tax of several hundred yuan will be paid in three quarters, but it is often not very refreshing to pay for the monthly tax that he always defaults on.
Later, Beixin didn’t even save the monthly payment for other writers of Lu Xun, and it didn’t count. Lu Xun lived in Haiwei by tax. Of course, he also broke the show lawyer Beixin and started a liquidation tax lawsuit.
According to Beixin’s old bills to Lu Xun, 67 years before Lu Xun’s death, he should have owed 20,000 yuan to 30,000 yuan. This lawsuit is of course Lu Xun’s victory. Because it is not easy to pay back debts at all times and at home and abroad, the law, Beixin, saw this and asked people everywhere to intercede with Lu Xun, asking him not to file a lawsuit and everyone to try to negotiate.
At that time, I stayed in Hangzhou and planned to finish writing a mirage, but after a few days, Beixin reported to urge me to return to the sea as soon as possible.
Later, after several times involving Lu Xun, he promised to suspend the lawsuit for the time being, but Beixin was also willing to pay back the accumulated debt of more than 20 thousand yuan on a monthly basis, and pay back the new debt in ten months, then he would send 400 yuan a month and never break his word.
This incident was finally solved in this way, but on the night when things were solved, Lu Xun and Lin Yutang had a face-to-face conflict because of misunderstanding.
The reason for the conflict was that an absent third party was Lu Xun, who was also running a business at that time. This time, Lu Xun filed a lawsuit and ended up provoking the third party of his peers. Lin Yutang, who was honest and honest, occasionally named this person at the meeting.
At that time, Lu Xun was a little drunk, and half of them suspected that Yutang was blaming him. This third sentence was a satire on Lu Xun, and his face turned blue from his seat and he said
I want it. I want it.
He probably didn’t provoke the language hall by this third gentleman, and of course he had to argue that his speech was not a satire on Lu Xun. The tit-for-tat situation between them really made it very sinister.
At this table, of course, I got up to do things, and while Lu Xun was sitting down, I pulled the language hall and his wife went downstairs.
Of course, it was a misunderstanding between the two sides. Later, Lu Xun also understood that his language hall had been explained once, but the year before his death, he advised the language hall to translate more western classical works to China, and the language hall said that it was for the elderly to work, so each of them felt disgusted. But this was of course a misunderstanding. When the news of Lu Xun’s death came to live in the ear of the American language hall at that time, the language hall was extremely sad and sent condolences
Lu Xun’s room in Jingyunli is very close to Hongkou Garden at the west of the end of North Sichuan Road, so it is also a few hundred steps to the Beishan branch of Disway Road.
The owner, Renshan, has been selling medicines first and then selling books in China for more than 20 years. His life is simple, he knows business and he is also influenced by the popularity of China. Therefore, a group of people who have lived in Japan for a long time often go to his shop in Shanghai to talk about Lu Xun, who is one of the regulars in this mountain shop after living in the sea.
On the second day, we were worried about the safety of Lu Xun’s family. On the third day, there were more rumors that Lu Xun lived with his third brother, Chaofeng Zhou Jianren, and was beaten by the enemy military police. But in this afternoon, I met Lu Xun in a branch building of Nanshan Store in Luqiao, Sichuan.
He also heard this rumor at that time, and he also saw it in the newspaper. I asked several other friends who lived in North Sichuan Road to inform him that he was still in a state of chaos here. His humorous smile added a lot of new information when he talked about the rumor that Chaofeng was beaten, which proved that ordinary idle people made rumors and gloated.
In this process, we appealed to the world’s intellectuals to publish the publication of violent enemies, hideous evils and aggression. Lu Xun also signed it, of course. It was from this period that he actually took part in the joint anti-enemy action that a group of left-wingers approached reality.
After the Second World War, he moved from Jing Yun to live in a building diagonally opposite Shandian. The rent on the third floor is more expensive and the lifestyle is more luxurious. Therefore, it is like finding a treasure if you want to find a weakness to attack others.
However, he didn’t live there long after the Nanjing secret wanted order came to the sea. When the reaction was very strong, he moved to No.60 house opposite Sidali, a newly built mainland new village in the north of Shandian, and lived here until his death.
Nanjing secret wanted order lists more than 60 people who are protected by the Grand Alliance intellectuals, but this wanted case is presented by Mr. Zhu from the Party Department of Zhejiang Province in Hangzhou.
Speaking of Hangzhou Lu Xun’s extreme dislike of this wanted case, it is because of his aversion to one thing and his different views on landscapes that he hates Hangzhou.
One summer, he went to Hangzhou with Xu Qinwen once, but because of the sultry mosquitoes and unclean drinking water in the lake, he fled back to the sea the next day after staying in the hotel for one night. Since this time, he has to shake his head every time he hears people from Hangzhou.
Later, when I moved to Hangzhou, I wrote a poem to send me the first sentence, which means that Qian Wang Deng Xia is still there. He once told me that the party and government officials in Hangzhou were under pressure. He saw from the records of the Five Dynasties that when Qian Wusu was king, the people in Zhejiang were squeezed so much that they didn’t even wear pants that they had to wear bricks and tiles to cover their bodies. I don’t know which part of this matter I haven’t found yet, but in this regard, I finally moved to Hangzhou because I didn’t listen to his advice. Unexpectedly, I was caught by a party member. This man, who ate a party meal and accumulated millions of personal wealth, was wanted by the Nanjing Central Party Department. Our husband did something worse to me than the enemy’s treatment of our people. Moreover, after this anti-Japanese war, although I am no longer far away from the motherland and can’t stand his rape and cruelty, I am still in charge of the education of the creed of propriety, justice and shame. This gentleman heard that recently, because the sky is high and the emperor is far away from muddy water and easy to fish, his kindness to the people has been further aggravated. Wu Su Wang Dezheng.
Lu Xun not only has a bad impression on Hangzhou, but also seems to have no nostalgia for Shaoxing, where he is from. This can be seen from one of his conversations that he lived in the sea not long ago. We talked about Sun Fuyuan, who met two days ago. He asked me where Fuyuan lived. I said that he had gone back to Shaoxing and would come soon. Lu Xun said with a smile that Fuyuan’s return to Shaoxing was also very impressive. What he meant was, of course, that Shaoxing was worth going back so often.
From his arrival in the sea until his death, he hurried to Hangzhou for a night and never went back to Shaoxing once.
I think this adage is even more true to Lu Xun. After Lu Xun launched the impeachment case from Zhejiang Party Department, it seems that the attitude of local party departments is consistent. The winter before the Anti-Japanese War, I passed by Xiamen. At that time, many Xiamen University students came to see me and talked about the road that passed through Nanputuo in front of Xiamen University. They wanted to present it to the municipal government to commemorate Lu Xun, and said that this matter had been presented several times by Lu Xun’s memorial meeting, including Xiamen Star Daily Chief Hu Zi Zhou Ji, Xiamen University students’ representatives and others. They were all put on hold and refused to be approved. I promised them that it could be done because the director of Xiamen’s long-term workers and others were friends at that time, but later I went to the mayor’s office to inquire about it, only to know that it was the party department that opposed the idea of absolutely forbidding people to commemorate Lu Xun. Later, I told President Chen that President Chen of course agreed, but this matter has not been completed yet and the anti-Japanese war has flourished. Now even this piece of land in Xiamen has been occupied for more than a year.
Since I moved to Hangzhou, he has less chance to meet, but every time I go to China, I always take a break to talk to him or have dinner with him.
When the editors of magazines and newspapers in various shops in the sea want to pull Lu Xun’s manuscripts, they always ask me to go to the sea. When Lu Xun was first editing Li Liewen, I told Lu Xun that we must be the oldest in China, but we also know that we need new articles, even if the new articles win. Lu Xun was also very eager to fake many short articles in lace articles. It was at this time that his manuscripts were transferred by me at first.
In addition, for example, I usually win over Lu Xun’s manuscripts, especially when Lu Xun loses his temper with the editors and still mediates for them. This role is always played by me. I have lived in Hangzhou for two or three years, so I have always gone to the sea for Lu Xun alone.
I went to Fujian in the spring one year before his death, but I remember that I went back to the sea two months before his death, and he told me his symptoms. The doctor said that his lungs were wrong, and he wanted to go to the sun for recuperation in autumn and asked me if I could go with him. At that time, I was also thinking of going to the long-lost day to see their recent meeting status, and I also gently talked about going to Lanshan to see the red leaves, but from then on, I was not as lucky as him.
There are many more memories of Lu Xun, but many of the letters he gave me have already been moved back to Hangzhou. First, I burned a few letters in Haibei New Bureau, and now I have my diary here at hand. I may write it again if I have the opportunity.
Shima is in memory.
A new poem, the universe has gone with the wind, and an old friend, Jun Xian, stayed in the grass, Hua Biao, entrusted the elves, turned the crane into a crane, and died all his life.
I asked Mr. Chen Zihe of Hangzhou to write a pair of elegiac couplets for Zhimo. At that time, Mr. Chen asked me about Zhimo, and I said that he was my little fellow and in the same year. Besides, he was very suitable for his death this time.
I can’t do elegiac couplets, especially classical Chinese dialogues, and Mr. Chen has also thought about many sentences. It’s still a human being in a boudoir dream, but it doesn’t seem to be appropriate to find a couplet. I don’t know if it’s good or bad, but I think it’s not suitable for mourning and mourning. The biggest expression of sorrow is stupefied. I saw it with my own eyes when Mrs. Xiaoman first received the cruel consumption of Zhimo, followed by caressing the coffin and crying. I should be in the funeral home of all countries. Many relatives and friends of Zhimo have seen that it is too sad to pull a poem, but it is a problem again and again. I don’t want to say that Zhimo is great, I don’t want to say that he is cute, and I don’t want to say how sad I feel because of his death. I want to repeat Zhimo in my memory, so I can imagine his face again. Anyone who has seen him is not easy to forget.
In the spring of 1991, about the second year of Xuantong, I left my hometown and transferred to Hangfu at that time. It seemed that I was studying in Jiaxing and finally transferred to Hangfu because of the long distance. At that time, the supervisor of the government remembered that Mr. Shao Bojiong had sent his dormitory to the Dafang Botu Museum opposite.
At that time, I was a rookie, a 14-year-old boy who was under the age of 14 suddenly broke into the center of the provincial capital, and everything around me seemed strange and scary. In the dormitory and in the classroom, I had to be afraid to curl up like a snail and even dare not stretch my head out, but contrary to my shrinking attitude, two strange people were jumping in the same dormitory at the same level.