Chapter 14 Part Two: A Man of Faith and Feeling Tours the West Lake

As soon as the verbal battle with the Creation Society subsided, Xu Zhimo received a telegram that his grandmother was critically ill in late August.He quickly packed up his luggage and drove south.On the way, he encountered a flood and the railway was washed away. He waited anxiously.It took 4 days to get home and see my grandmother one last time. Xu Zhimo was free during his filial piety, so he had the opportunity to swim. In September, Xu Zhimo invited a group of friends to Haining to watch the tide. September 25th is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Xu Zhimo and his cousin Xu Yiyi traveled to the West Lake together. They planned to go to Yanxia Cave to visit Hu Shi to enjoy the moon together, but they did not go because it was too late.

Xu Zhimo wrote in "The Story of the West Lake" that during this period, the attitude towards life changed a lot. Although it cannot be said that it changed from sorrow to happiness, at least it also changed from dull to lively.At first it was his father who was feeling bored and panicked. One day he actually cleaned up the cruise ship. He asked Shen Shuwei and others to drive all the way to the back of Dongshan Mountain, crossed the Yu Bridge and turned to Hengtoujing Zhuan Bridge, and visited the electric light factory before returning home.It was a great day!Xu Zhimo actually found one or two frosted maple leaves on both sides of the Taying River.He fished two slices from the water, not red but lovely.Looking for red leaves is a love affair. A few days ago, he and Yi Yi A Liu brought fruit mooncakes and rose wine to the back of Dongshan to look for red leaves. When they stood on the Yujia Bridge and looked back, not only could they not find any red colors, even the maple trees Couldn't find it either, very disappointed.Later, I climbed up the mountain and went to the side of the pagoda to vomit happily.At that time, the darkness had gradually deepened, only a faint bluish white remained on the horizon, and the moon had already risen.They walked slowly around the outside of the pagoda courtyard, and then drank in the Wensong Pavilion.The three brothers finished their bottle of soju before returning home.It is another interesting thing to go to Lingtang to buy water chestnuts to eat.Below Boyu Peak, there are water chestnut ponds. When they rowed there, they saw a man sitting in a round water chestnut bucket picking in the fresh green water chestnut pond.They yelled and bought a table full of water chestnuts, green ones and red ones. "Shutouxian" is really delicious, no wonder people say so.Xu Zhimo chose a few tender green ones and took them home for his mother to eat, and his mother also said they were very good.Xu Zhimo thinks this is their first satisfactory activity.

Xu Zhimo originally agreed to go to Hu Shi's place to enjoy the moon, but because he went too late, he didn't go to Yanxia.Since Hu Shi suffered from hemorrhoids, he took a year off from June to recuperate in Yanxiadong, Hangzhou.In this way, Xu Zhimo can often visit Hu Shi in Yanxia Cave.However, they had a great time on the lake on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, although the moon was only faintly visible.When they were walking on the road, the sky was covered with dense dark clouds, and there was no news of the Mid-Autumn Festival.Xu Zhimo suddenly remembered the Mid-Autumn Festival in the Indian Ocean last year!A year's difference!For a moment, he felt more sad than crying.A day of dark clouds, no bright news at all!

After they opened a room in Tsinghua University, they immediately went to the building outside the building by car. At around 9 o'clock, Yue'er finally came out of the cloud formation, all covered in the glory of victory.Xu Zhimo saw from the window of the building that the lake light gradually turned from black to green, and the blue was white, and the southeast corner was already bright, so he shouted happily.His happiness is not only because of the moonrise; what makes him most happy is the satisfaction in the disappointment.The sky was full of dark clouds. He thought that the rain would come, but the moon would not appear.He was going to get drunk with him, and then visit the Mid-Autumn Festival in his dream to find a reunion—there was everything in the dream.

They stood on the white embankment and looked at the moon and the lake. The moon has three halos of color, which must be the moonlight.Soon the moon was engulfed by dark clouds.But Xu Zhimo hoped that she would have the ability to clean up and clear up, and hoped that she would drive the demons covering the blue sky to the other side of the sky, hoped that she would open up her brilliance as much as possible, and give them those who love the moon a deep intoxication ——If this is really possible, then he would rather be a little ghost in the shadow of the three Yinyue Lakes and one Leifeng Pagoda, a little ghost who will never go ashore!

The elated Xu Zhimo and his party hired a boat and headed towards the center of the lake.He went ashore to buy chestnuts and lotus seeds; sat on the Jiuqu Bridge to chat, talked about couplets on the lake, and scolded Kang Youwei.Later, I walked over and found three people sitting and talking on the bridge, and there were tea bowls on the table.When Xu Zhimo was about to say that they were interesting, suddenly, he felt that the old man's heavy voice sounded very familiar, and after a closer look, he turned out to be Kang Dasheng! The next day, they got up late, and went to Yanxia Cave with Yiyi, and visited Leifeng Pagoda on the way.Xu Zhimo felt that the shape and status of Leifeng Pagoda had an indescribably mysterious solemnity and beauty.The four brick pillars inside the tower have been dismantled into an inverted cone shape, which looks extremely dangerous.The bearer said: "Bai Zhuangyuan's tomb is by the lake in front of the pagoda. There is also a tomb in the grass on the left, and a stone tablet in front, which is said to be the tomb of Lady Bai." Xu Zhimo thought about it, but unexpectedly the path was full of thorns. make life difficult for.Below the Leifeng Pagoda, there were seven or eight beggar monks in the shape of doves and faces. When they saw Xu Zhimo, they all stretched out their tattered cassocks and prayed for money.Xu Zhimo thinks this is quite poetic.

When they were about to get on the bridge, there was a man holding a snake more than ten feet long in his hand, calling for release, saying it was Xiaoqing.He was suddenly moved, and paid two cents to watch the snake be thrown into the lotus pond below.But he felt that before night it would fall into his hands again. When they arrived at Yanxia Cave, Hu Shi and Gao Mengdan went to Youhuawu early in the morning and hadn't come back yet.Xu Zhimo and his party drank a bowl of tea, picked up a few big red leaves, and hurried down the mountain. On the 27th, Xu Zhimo made an appointment with Hu Shi, Tao Xingzhi, and Cao Peisheng who had been with Hu Shi these days, and met him at the inclined bridge the next day.On the same day, Xu Zhimo rushed to Shanghai and invited Ma Junwu, Wang Jingwei, Zhu Jingnong, Ren Shuyong, Chen Hengzhe and their teacher Ai Luoli, a professor of history at Fannong University in the United States. On the 28th, it was a good day to watch the tide, so they took the special bus to Haining.When they arrived at the inclined bridge, Hu Shi, Tao Zhixing and Cao Peisheng were already waiting on the boat.They met in two places, a total of ten people, and set off for Yanguan in two boats.On the way, we gathered in a boat to eat, and ten people gathered in the small cabin, so full that we couldn't drop our arms.The food is big white meat, baotou fish with pink skin, tofu, cabbage, and taro. It is very happy to eat.Xu Zhimo steamed a big taro for Cao Peisheng, and everyone laughed.Wang Jingwei was very happy when he smelled the fragrance of yellow rice.His capacity for alcohol is excellent, and he drank more than half of the bottle of white roses by himself.Xu Zhimo and Wang Jingwei had known each other before, and met once on the Nanjing ship on the same boat to the United States in 1918.Wang Jingwei is a beautiful man, Hu Shi said that he is a woman, he must love him with all his heart, even a man loves him!Xu Zhimo said that Wang Jingwei's eyes are round and lively with a strange light, as if they are a little blue, sensitive and chivalrous.They talked about the poems along the way. Wang Jingwei made old poems, but he was not paranoid. He said that he knew the benefits of new poems, but he never tried them because he had never felt the new syllables that new poems should have.

When they arrived at Yanguan, they walked ashore and watched the tide under the Zhenhai Tower. Originally, Xu Zhimo wanted to invite his friends to watch the night tide, watch the sailing back to Xiashi, eat the mutton noodles at Jinxia restaurant in the morning, and then go to Yuqiao to see the maple leaves, and then take the morning train to go back separately.Later, Ren Shuyong and his wife insisted on going back, but half of them went north and half went south. Even Xu Zhimo, the master, was dragged south to Hangzhou.The five people who went to Hangzhou were Hu Shi, Cao Peisheng, Xu Zhimo, Ma Junwu and Wang Jingwei.After Lin Ping, Xu Zhimo and Cao Peisheng looked at the mountain shape in the dark, the first star looming in the black scale clouds, and the red glow in the western sky. "Row a boat by the lakeside pavilion to watch the moon. Three ponds reflect the moon and smell the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus." The five people went boating on the West Lake to watch the moon that night, and fell asleep late at night.The next morning everyone dispersed.

Gathering and having fun with friends during this outing showed Xu Zhimo's ability to communicate and organize, and also laid the foundation for the relationship between Xu Zhimo and Hu Shi. Also try our best to support.The two of them became friends of life. On October 11, Ren Shuyong and his wife had a treat. Xu Zhimo, Hu Shi, Zhu Jingnong, Ma Junwu and others all came. Wang Jingwei did not come, but Zhang Junmai suddenly broke into the banquet.When Zhang Junmai saw Shafei (namely Chen Hengzhe, Ren Shuyong's wife), he fell in love at first sight and fell in love with her pomegranate skirt.When he walked with her for a while, he was still full of enthusiasm, and Hu Shi couldn't help laughing wildly at this as she was respected as a person with "inner life".Ma Junwu was very worried about Wang Jingwei, fearing that he would be ruined politically.

At noon, Zhang Dongsun invited Junmai to treat guests, and Xu Zhimo, Hu Shi, Zhai Junong and others all went to attend.Xu Zhimo and Zhai Junong lay on the grass and recited Feld's "On Poetry" and Hardy's poems. After the meal, Xu Zhimo was taken by Hu Shi to the Cangzhou Villa for a chat and to read his "Miscellaneous Poems of Haze".Xu Zhimo asked him if he still had some hidden poems that were not allowed to be seen.Hu Shi knew that Xu Zhimo was asking about love poems about his secret love with Cao Peisheng, so he blushed and admitted that he had them, but he didn't dare to show them.They then discussed to suspend the publication of "Work Hard Weekly".Qu Qiubai, who happened to suffer from lung disease, came to visit. His illness has been confirmed, but he still works day and night, which is really pitiful.Hu Shi flipped through Guo Moruo's recent short poems, and said that his physique and diction were somewhat exhausted. Could it be that the "goddess" just passed away forever?

In the afternoon, Xu Zhimo, Hu Shi, and Zhu Jingnong walked to No. 121 Minhouli to visit Guo Moruo.Minhouli is an inconspicuous alley, and the three of them searched for a long time before finding it.When Guo Moruo came to open the door, he saw that he was holding a baby in swaddling clothes, barefoot, and an old school uniform with almost all the buttons missing, which was unbuttoned freely, looking extremely haggard, but "Great forehead, generous, Yihe Recognizable." Looking at the door, Tian Han was there, also holding the child, he stood up and said goodbye, Xu Zhimo remembered his long and narrow face. Guo Moruo's house is very narrow, and the inside is messy and full.A bunch of children shouted and shouted inside. After a while, one fell down, Guo Moruo helped him up and coaxed him, and after a while, the other was crying again, and Guo Moruo wiped him.None of these kids can speak Chinese, they speak Japanese.The sound of clogs can be heard under the kitchen, probably his Japanese wife. After everyone sat down and greeted each other, Cheng Fangwu also came down from upstairs. Because of a pen-and-ink lawsuit, neither side talked speculatively.Although Hu Shi tried to find a topic and wanted to break the dilemma between the two parties, it seemed that a large block of ice had formed between the host and the guest. Time passed slowly, and the ice block still did not dissolve.Guo Moruo sometimes looked at the guests with a smile, which always made Xu Zhimo feel weird, not knowing what it meant.Zhu Jingnong didn't say a word, he really didn't know how to speak. At half past five they took their leave.On the way home, Hu Shi was surprised by this unpleasant meeting, and said that he and Yu Dafu once visited Guo Moruo once. At that time, Guo Moruo's house was relatively tidy and the conversation was relatively harmonious.Xu Zhimo thinks it may be because, "Maintaining a daily publication, a monthly publication, and a quarterly publication with four hands, the situation is not very comfortable, and his livelihood is not rich, or he is actually embarrassed, no wonder he considers himself a rebel." The next day, Guo Moruo brought his eldest son back to visit Xu Zhimo, and this time they talked more naturally.Guo Moruo said that he would write to Chen Xiying because of his comments.Guo Moruo said that some people suspected that Chen Xiying was Xu Zhimo, because the tone was very similar. Xu Zhimo felt that this was really interesting. Could it be that the accents of the British students are indeed different, otherwise why do many people confuse the two as one? Guo Moruo said sadly that he returned to the motherland with his wife and children, but he didn't even have a place to stay. He was destitute and was going to the Sichuan Red Cross Hospital. He really couldn't stay in Shanghai anymore.He gave Xu Zhimo a collection of "Juan Er", which is his new translation of the Book of Songs. After Xu Zhimo and Guo Moruo had a long talk, they felt much more relaxed.Xu Zhimo felt this conversation and Guo Moruo's situation, so he wrote the poem "Grey Life". After finishing the poem, Xu Zhimo was still very excited, so he ran to have a long talk with Hu Shi, talking about books, poetry, friendship, love, love, life, and life.Hu Shi seems to have turned old back to childhood!He didn't come out from Hu Shi until 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.On the way home, I ran into Zhang Junmai and Zhai Junong again, and they took me to have a long talk. When it was almost dawn, Xu Zhimo lay on the sofa for a while, but his legs ached and his neck was sore, and there were mosquitoes infesting him . On October 14, Guo Moruo invited Xu Zhimo and Hu Shi to Meilichuan for dinner.It happened that Lou Shi'an came from Nanjing, so he also attended.They got very drunk, Hu Shi spoke very sincerely, Guo Moruo was so moved that they exchanged tears, hugged Hu Shi's nose and kissed wildly.In the end, everyone threw fists and scolded Meilichuan.The relationship between the two parties began to loosen. The next day, Xu Zhimo and Hu Shi returned to invite Guo Moruo and Tian Han couple.They talk about myths.After the banquet, Xu Zhimo and Hu Shi went to Taidong Bookstore.Xu Zhimo saw a man, wearing a waxy yellow suit and a striped woolen vest, walking quickly, with the brim of his hat rolled down, he looked too much like a "third-class detective" in the arrest house.Hu Shi introduced him to Chen Duxiu.Chen Duxiu sat opposite Xu Zhimo.Xu Zhimo felt that his nose was straight and sharp, like an African bronze statue drawn by a modern expressionist painter. On October 20, Xu Zhimo toured the West Lake with Hu Shi and Zhu Jingnong. Zhu Jingnong has always said that life passes too fast, but Xu Zhimo said that life passes too slowly, just like reading a book, you can turn a boring page casually, but when will you turn to a non-boring page? They visited the lake on the first day and visited the Huxin Pavilion.Looking at the sunset and the lake light in the Huxin Pavilion is a boutique that few people pay attention to on the lake: watching the reeds in Chuhua, and eating crabs in the building outside the building.Ms. Cao looked greedily at the moon on the willow tip.They moved the table to the window, and this is the time to look at the moon!The Huxin Pavilion in the sunset is wonderful; the Huxin Pavilion in the moonlight is even more wonderful.The reed snow in the sunset is golden; the reed snow under the moon is silver. Three Pools Reflecting the Moon——Xu Zhimo doesn't like Jiuqu, nor does he love Three Pools, he just loves to see Lei Feng's extremely still shadow under the moonlight——when he sees that, he will die. Ruan Gongdun is also a boutique, and Xia Qiujian is actually a thoroughly green oasis.In the mist at night, only the outlines of the mountains behind are left!It and the Huxin Pavilion have a pair of papilla-shaped deep green - Mo Qing. From a distance, it is hard to tell whether it is a tall tree or a low branch, or whether it is the shade of the elm or the shade of the willow. They are just two groups of extremely charming green Islet - who said that this is not the residence of immortals? At the second watch, Xu Zhimo and Hu Shi looked far away at the quiet lake, embankment and embankment shadow imprinted in the waves.They want to play the moon with a boat.Take a small boat as light as an autumn leaf, and slide it onto Yehu’s tender chest quietly; take a small paddle as light as a reed stalk, and gently pat her smooth, honeyed face; It was like a dream shell, squatting down and sneaking in, sharing the fun of her drinking moonlight and getting drunk! On October 20th, Xu Zhimo was obsessed with Tagore's affairs, failed the moonlight, failed the lake light, never went to get the boat, and never tried to steal the dream of "Xizi". The trip to the West Lake on the 21st will be a long-cherished wish. "Big number" is beauty.The thousands of sheep in front of the green hillside are like a piece of velvet, which is beautiful; the stars shining with thousands of gods, looking down at the earth from the infinite blue sky, are beautiful; the sea of ​​clouds on the top of Mount Tai, tens of thousands of clouds The peak is beautiful in the quiet morning light; the waves of the endless sea, wearing all kinds of white hats, turbulently rising and falling in the sun, are beautiful; tens of millions of birds live on the "feather island" near Ireland, and the setting sun When sinking to the west, I saw only a "feathering" sky, just the sound of thousands of birds singing together, which is beautiful... the number of stools is beauty, the number is large, it seems that there is a special arrangement, rhythm and pattern according to certain natural laws, Arouse people's aesthetic instinct and emotion. Therefore, the reeds in the West Lake and the bamboo forest in Huawu are nothing more than a kind of beauty.But the beauty of these numbers cannot be analyzed by intelligence.Looking at reed flowers is similar to looking at a yellow ripe wheat field, or looking at the top of a pine forest from a high place; but because of the differences in colors such as white, yellow, and blue, people have different emotions towards the scenery.Of course, the season is also a factor that affects interest.Reed snow especially represents the change of luck, the most significant and most touching change in a year, symbolizing the micro-finger of all things from glory to gratitude between Mid-Autumn Festival and Sanqiu: so Lu Di is a natural poem title. Looking at a reed flower in daylight, you cannot see its beauty; like lilacs and crabapples, it only reveals the secret of its soul in the evening wind at sunset or under the moonlight. In November 1922, Xu Zhimo looked at the reeds in Xuanwu Lake in Nanjing. At that time, the willow leaves were broken and more than half of the reed flowers were flying away. The clouds and sky are sprinkled like ink dots, the high and low chirping sounds are in harmony, and the flying catkins in a lake are dancing like intoxicated. There is a kind of desolate mood and lingering artistic conception. Xu Zhimo calls it "the soul of autumn", which is indescribable. The Soul of Autumn!The next time I saw reeds was at Daming Lake on a moonlit night. The "Moonlight and Lake" he wrote to Huihui commemorated that rare opportunity. Therefore, the ashi fields in Xixi did not move Xu Zhimo's emotions very much.Instead of looking at the reed flowers in Xixi during the day, it is better to go boating to the Huxin Pavilion to see the reed flowers on a moonlit night. The bamboo in Huawu is amazing, so good that Xu Zhimo couldn’t think of suitable words to praise it; not only the bamboo, but also the scenery in that area is beautiful, especially after the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the yellow willows and red maples along the way are really overwhelming! The 22nd was a memorial day. In the afternoon, the three of them went to Huchun Tower and set up a table on the side of the road outside the door to drink.Hu Shi faced the West Mountain, the afterglow of the setting sun on the wave surface was like a long golden chain, and the amber light gradually disappeared behind the mountain; Zhu Jingnong sat in the middle, thinking that he could see both sides, maybe he could see both sides. Not seen; Xu Zhimo's seat was facing the bright moon rising in the evening mist in the east, and the lake surface permeated with silver, as if he heard the sound of his lover's skirt, his breathing became tight and his heart beat wildly.At that time, the soot from the electric lamp factory in the south of the city was blown along the direction of the wind, all the way to the northern peak, like a black giant snake in the air, covering half of the lake's waves, and more and more bringing out the brilliance of the moonlight.At this time, a strange boat came slowly from under the moon, probably a brick boat, long and flat-bottomed.There is no cabin or tent, quietly coming from the moonlight, an opaque figure stands on the bow, holding a long pole in his hand, propped from left to right, slowly walking on the silver waves Come here—an exquisite "Xue Luo Ai" is inlaid in the vast expanse of golden waves, moving quietly and quietly: Shouldn't God be praised?Xu Zhimo was insanely drunk, drunk! After dinner, they went to the pavilion in the middle of the lake, lying on the stone slab by the lake, talking about the injustice in the world, Xu Zhimo was so angry that he shouted, cursed, stamped his feet, and vented a lot.Later, rowing a boat alone, around the lake pavilion, listening to the sound of oars breaking small waves, listening to the sound of the wind moving reed leaves, managed to suppress the Wuminghuo. On October 28, 1923, the travel notes of the West Lake were finished. Zhu Jingnong left early that morning, Hu Shi also returned to Shanghai, and Xu Zhimo also left. "In the heavy universe, what is our life? I touched my scar again. Starlight, be kind, don't open such sarcasm, and multiply my pain!" Xu Zhimo then wrote "West Lake Story" ".