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On March 25th, 15th of the Republic of China, National Beiping Women's Normal University held a memorial service for Yang Dequn who was killed in Duan on 18th. I wandered alone outside the auditorium, met Cheng Jun and asked me, "Have you written anything to Liu Hezhen?" I said "no". She told me, "please write a little, sir." Liu Hezhen loved reading Mr. Wang's articles before his death. "
This is what I know. The periodicals I edit are probably all because they often have a beginning and an end, and the sales line has always been scarce. However, in such a difficult life, she decided to book Mangyuan all the year round. I have long felt the need to write something, although it has nothing to do with the dead, but in the eyes of the living, it can only be so. If I can believe that there is a so-called "spirit in the sky", I can naturally get greater comfort-but now, it can only be so. But I really have nothing to say. I just don't think I live on earth. The blood of more than 40 young people overflowed around me, making it difficult for me to breathe and see. Where can there be words? When you cry, you must learn from a painful experience before you cry. And since then, the insidious arguments of several so-called scholars and literati have made me feel sad. I am not angry anymore. I will deeply understand this dark sadness that does not belong to human beings; Show my greatest sadness to non-humans, let them take pleasure in my pain, and take it as a humble sacrifice to the spirit of the deceased. ?
two
Really brave, dare to face a bleak life, dare to face dripping blood. What kind of mourners and happy people are these? However, nature is often designed for mediocrity. As time goes by, it washes away the old traces, leaving only reddish blood and lonely sorrow. In this reddish blood and the sadness of the desert, it gives people a temporary drag out an ignoble existence and maintains this inhuman world. I don't know when the world will end!
We still live in this world; I have long felt the need to write something. It has been two days since March 18.
Last week, the forgotten savior came. I need to write something. ?
three
Among more than forty young people who were killed, Liu Hezhen Jun was my student. I've always thought and said this, but now I feel a little hesitant. I should dedicate my sadness and respect to her. She is not a student of "I have lived until now", but a young man from China who died for China. The first time I saw her name was at the beginning of last summer, when Ms. Yang Yinyu was the president of the Women's Normal University and dismissed six students' autonomous staff. One of them is her; But I don't know him. It was not until later, perhaps after Liu Baizhao led the men and women military commanders out of the school gate, that someone pointed to a student and said to me: This is Liu Hezhen. At that time, I was able to combine names with entities, but I was still secretly surprised. I have always felt that a student who can resist a winged headmaster without being bent by the situation should be somewhat sharp, but she often smiles and has a gentle attitude. She settled down in Zongmao Hutong and rented a room to teach, so she came to my lecture, so she met many times, still smiling and gentle. It was not until the old concept of running a school was restored that the former staff thought that their responsibilities had been fulfilled and they were ready to retire one after another that I saw that she was worried about the future of her alma mater and shed tears. I don't think I've seen you since. In short, in my memory, that time was a farewell. ?
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It was not until the morning of 18 that I knew that there were people petitioning in the morning. In the afternoon, I got bad news that the guards really shot, killing and injuring hundreds of people, and Liu Hezhen Jun was among the victims. But I am quite skeptical about these legends. I have never been afraid to speculate about China people with the worst malice. However, I didn't expect and didn't believe it would be so vicious. Besides, the kind Liu Hezhen gentleman who always smiles, what's more, wyndell dichinson is in front of the mansion for no reason?
However, this day proved to be a fact, and it was her own body that testified. There is another one, which belongs to the Yang Dequn Army, and it proves that this is not only killing people, but also cruelty, because there are scars left by sticks. But Duan * * * ordered that they were "thugs"!
But then there were rumors that they were used. I can't bear to see that terrible sight; Gossip, especially when it reaches my ears. What else can I say? I understand the reason why the decadent nation is silent. Quiet, quiet! If you don't break out in silence, you will perish in silence. ?
five
But I still have something to say. I haven't seen her in person. I heard that she, Liu Hezhen Jun, was happy to go. Naturally, this is just a petition. If you had a little conscience, no one would have thought that there would be such a trap. But he was shot in front of the board of directors, entered from behind, and went through the heart and lungs obliquely. It was a fatal wound, but he died unhurt. Zhang Jingshujun, who went with her, tried to help her up and was shot four times. One is a pistol and a servant. Yang Dequn Jun, who went with him, tried to help her up again, but was also hit. He bounced off his left shoulder, pierced his chest to the right and set up a servant. But she can still sit up. A soldier hit two sticks on her head and chest, and she died. That kind Liu Hezhen gentleman who always smiles is really dead, which is true, and her own body is proof; The brave and friendly Yang Dequn Jun also died, and her own body is proof; Only brave and friendly Zhang is still in the hospital. How thrilling and great it is for three women to roll calmly in bullets invented by civilized people! China soldiers' great achievements in killing women and children, and Eight-Nation Alliance's martial arts in punishing students, unfortunately, have been obliterated by these bloodstains. But the killers at home and abroad are so arrogant that they don't know that everyone's face is covered with blood ...?
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Time is always flowing, the market is still peaceful, and a limited number of lives are nothing in China. At most, it is only for innocent idle people to talk after dinner, or for malicious idle people to be the seeds of "gossip". As for the deeper meaning, I always feel very little, because this is really just a petition with bare hands. The history of human bloody battles is like the formation of coal. At that time, a lot of wood was used, and only a small piece was found, but the petitioners were not among them, let alone unarmed. But since there is blood, of course, there is no need to expand. At least, immerse yourself in the hearts of relatives, teachers and friends, and lovers. Even if time flies and turns crimson, there will always be a kind old shadow with a smile in the sadness of the desert. Tao Qian once said, "My relatives or I feel sad, while others have already sung. What should I do if I die? " If so, it will be enough. ?
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As I said, I have never been afraid to speculate about China people with the worst malice. But this time, quite a few things happened to me. One is that the authorities are so cruel, the other is that gossip is so inferior, and the other is that women in China are so calm when things happen. I witnessed the work of women in China that started last year. Although it is a minority, I have repeatedly lamented its capable and resolute spirit. As for this time, the fact that we helped each other in the hail of bullets, even though we were helpless, is more than enough to prove the courage and determination of women in China. Although suppressed by conspiracy for thousands of years, there is no evidence of extinction in the end. If we want to find the meaning of this casualty to the future, that is meaning.
The living will vaguely see a faint hope in the reddish blood; If you are really brave, you will be more excited and go forward. Alas, I can't speak, but in memory of Liu Hezhen!
Brief introduction of the author
Lu Xun (1881-1936), formerly known as Zhou Zhangshou, later renamed Zhou Shuren, the word Yushan, and later changed to Yucai. "Lu Xun" was the pseudonym he used when he published Diary of a Madman in 19 18, and it was also his most influential pseudonym. A famous writer, thinker and democratic fighter, he was an important participant in the May 4th New Culture Movement and the founder of modern literature in China. Lu Xun has made great contributions in many fields, such as literary creation, literary criticism, ideological research, literary history research, translation, introduction of art theory, introduction of basic science and research on ancient books collation. He had a great influence on the social, ideological and cultural development of China after the May 4th Movement, and enjoyed a high reputation in the world literary world. He was known as "the writer who occupied the largest territory on the East Asian cultural map in the 20th century".
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This article is a mourning article. The full text consists of seven parts, all of which are organically related. Parts 1 and 2 explain the reasons for writing something for Liu Hezhen, parts 3 and 4 are the main body of "commemoration", and parts 6 and 7 discuss the significance of this petition movement for the future. The author's position, viewpoint and attitude are very clear. He angrily accused Duan * * * of killing patriotic youth, denounced the rumor that lackeys were not as good as * * *, and mourned the young victims. On the one hand, he warned patriotic youth to pay attention to the way of struggle, on the other hand, he praised the courage of "China youth who died for China" and inspired people to "March forward more bravely".