For the impression of Shaoxing, many people are intoxicated by her antique. There is no small town in the south of the Yangtze River that is not related to literati, poets and historical details because it is located in a water town. Even if there is no king in my arms, there can always be one or two world-famous heroes, a dignified and beautiful girl with a slight nepotism walking in the lotus step, which goes without saying. In such a big town, there is nowhere to find her tenderness. In such a city, there can only be beautiful images of talented people and beautiful women, and there can only be girls with eyes like autumn water, eyebrows like spring mountains, hands blowing and bells rhyming. It is in response to Jia Baoyu's sentence in A Dream of Red Mansions: "Daughters are made of water." The ancient bridge preserved for thousands of years, the running water under the wooden paddle, the oil-paper umbrella swaying slightly in the drizzle and the red smile under the umbrella make people feel that the ancient city is never ferocious.
However, is the ancient town really not ferocious? Under the long ancient rhyme, are there any historical elegies silently played in the corner?
From the pen pal's dignified and beautiful font and lively and brisk tone, I can see how Shaoxing people face vicissitudes of life. History seems to be the past forever, and the fleeting time is changing secretly. Only the night without starlight can have the vicissitudes of the city in the dark. It seems that a little girl is sitting on a swing, facing the wind and her skirt is flying.
Some people, such as me, have the impression that Shaoxing is a hundred herbs garden with three pools reflecting the moon. When I was a child, I didn't like the uncle with a straight face and stern eyes in black and white photos all day, but the look of the rogue urchin was a peak that future generations could not reach in the history of China literature. China's literati are hard to be famous without charisma. Perhaps because of this, Shaoxing, a hometown of talented people with rich cultural background, made Lu Xun get a big bargain.
Before reading history, I never knew what it meant if a person changed careers three times in his life, especially when he finally chose literature. Perhaps it is because of that ferocious era that every grass and tree in the Herbal Garden became famous. This reminds me of an allusion. Xie Lingyun, a poet of the Southern Dynasties, praised Cao Zhi, a poet of the Wei Dynasty in the Three Kingdoms, saying, "There is one stone in the world, and Cao Zijian has eight fights. I want to fight, everyone in the world has a fight. " It's ridiculous to think about it now.
Respect for Lu Xun also began with that solemn vision. Not to mention that Lu Xun used the pen as a weapon and advocated the world. Without that kind of serious kindness, I can hardly like this old man with a pen as a gun. In his spare time, Lu Xun took a magnifying glass to a small room full of autumn leaves, jumped up with his footsteps, and then squatted down to see how the sun magically focused on one point, although he was familiar with the focusing principle of convex lens with his qualifications. At that moment, Lu Xun was no longer Lu Xun. He was a child as big as me.
Tagore said: the sky has left no trace, and the birds have flown.
Lu Xun came and went.
Lu Xun was not born in a world famous place, but made his birthplace world famous.
Green bamboo and willow, red flowers on the shore, ancient towns in the south of the Yangtze River, small bridges and flowing water were originally just a piece of paper on Shaoxing's face. Only after Lu Xun was born did people know that there was Shaoxing in the world.