Chapter 26 Hengmei - the proudly born "national soul"

Finally arrived at Lu Xun. If the writing process of this group of articles is compared to a mountain climbing, then, no doubt, now I have come to the foot of the highest peak.In fact, on the previous journey, whenever I was in a state of confusion, I would raise my head and look for the imaginary whiteness behind the mountains and mountains, so I could feel a warm chill, and I could feel it in a short time. Calm down—I think that nothing in this world can cover that mountain peak; and that peak must be covered with a thick layer of white snow formed by magma, even if the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, it will not melt slightest.So every time I finish an article, I feel more happy, because I am one step closer to this mountain; I am confident that I will be able to write this article very well, after all, this is a pilgrimage, not a sightseeing.

However, after starting to climb, I realized that my strength was so pitifully small that I couldn't even lift the pen in my hand when facing the towering tower.Apart from admiration, I can't give any comprehensive description to this mountain. Even if it's just a corner of the mountain, it's enough for me to spend my whole life wandering in it.So I wanted to give up, but I was really unwilling, but every time I picked up the pen, I hung it down.After so many days of hard thinking, I finally figured out a way. Since I don’t have the ability to overlook and analyze this mountain, why not change the angle, look at the scenery around the mountain, and think about it: Is the appearance of this mountain accidental or inevitable? ?Or, whose power is it that makes this mountain suddenly appear in front of us, so close to us, so close that I have assumed countless times, if medicine can help Mr. through 1936, there may be a period when I can Breathing under the same blue sky as my husband, that is the luck that takes several lifetimes of practice!

So, I turned my gaze to the edge of the mountain, the direction from which the mountains stretch. In 1929, Lu Xun once again filed a lawsuit.Unlike the case four years ago when he was dismissed due to the "female normal university incident" and sued the Ministry of Education headed by Zhang Shizhao, the defendant this time is Li Xiaofeng, a student of his Peking University.Li also has another identity, that is, he is the publisher that Lu Xun has cooperated with for many years.The reason is that Li Xiaofeng's Beixin Bookstore secretly deducted a large sum of royalties from Lu Xun. On the morning of August 12, he "sent a letter to Li Xiaofeng telling him to stop editing", and in the afternoon he hired a lawyer; the next day, he appointed lawyer Yang "to request the right to royalties from Beixin Bookstore".Of course, there was no doubt in this lawsuit, and Lu Xun, who was confident and confident, won.After Li Xiaofeng explained the apology, he settled the royalties owed to Lu Xun within 11 months; the two parties re-signed the contract according to the "Copyright Implementation Rules" and continued to cooperate.After this lawsuit, Lu Xun recovered more than 8,200 yuan in royalties.

Not to mention Lu Xun's sacred status in the eyes of the world, even ordinary literati are noble in the eyes of ordinary people, and money is needless to say vulgar and dirty; cultural profanity.Back then Zheng Xie played in the world and hung out "Banqiao Runge", saying "Six taels for a large size, four taels for a medium size, and two taels for a small size; one tael for a book note and couplet; five coins for a fan and a bucket", and clearly marked the price of his paintings and calligraphy It once aroused an uproar—how can great works be piled up on the stalls and sold by the catty like rice noodles and pork?However, this is only a superficial phenomenon. Throughout the ages, literati have actually been making a living by selling.You can't lift your shoulders and hands, and doing business has always been regarded as a lowly job. The greatest hope for generations of literati is to sell themselves, get a good price, and have a good time. suffer.Didn’t even the sage of Confucius yell loudly: "Sell it! Sell it! I treat Jia!"——Sold, sold, I am waiting for customers!

Different from other businesses, literati have very few customers, or it should be said that there is only one customer who can really buy them, which is why literati are arrogant. "Study literature and martial arts and sell them to the emperor's family", to put it mildly, this transaction is for "contributing to the world", to put it bluntly, in the era of the family family, it is just working for the emperor.Isn't the imperial examination just a procurement standard that has been used for thousands of years?It's no wonder that the fight was bloody, after all, the rewards are generous, although everyone can't be high-ranking and rich, once sold, the treatment of being able to raise a few concubines is always indispensable.

But since it is a transaction, it is convenient to sell without looking at the buyer's eyes.Arrogant as Taibai, he can play tricks on officials who don't like his eyes. If he has a chance, he even teases Gao Lishi, the chief eunuch, by asking him to deodorize his boots. Seeing Xuanzong, no matter how drunk he is, he still has to struggle Those who prostrated themselves respectfully.You don't need to bend your eyebrows and bow your waist to serve the powerful, you can come back after all the money is gone, but after all, the thousand gold was bestowed by the emperor, can you not bend your waist a few times?I really lost my daughter, Li Bai, are you going to plant the land or drink the northwest wind?You can't let others pawn five-flowered horses and thousands of gold for you to drink for the rest of your life!

Of course, if you are really poor, it is also a way to survive by lowering the object of sale from the Golden Temple, holding a large volume of manuscripts in your arms, and selling them to wealthy and wealthy merchants who are able to buy them.But in this way, the frequency of kneeling and worship is getting higher and higher, and it may be impossible to stand up again.If this road doesn't work, then you have to become a private school teacher and master. This is already a kind of profession. You are a buddy from head to toe, and everything has to be decided by the boss. Lu Xun clearly understood the important role of economic self-reliance on the independence of personality. In December 1923, Lu Xun gave a famous speech at the Beijing Women's Higher Normal School: "What happened after Nora left".He said: "Dreams are good; otherwise, money is important. The word money is ugly, or it will be laughed at by noble gentlemen, but I always feel... money—to put it elegantly, it is economy. It is the most important thing. Freedom cannot be bought by money, but it can be sold by money. Human beings have a great shortcoming, that is, they often go hungry. In such a society, economic rights are the most important."

It is precisely because Lu Xun understands this truth that he attaches great importance to his financial situation, and even goes to court if necessary.A piece of "Lu Xun's Diary" is almost a detailed ledger. He himself said: "My diary... writes letters and letters, money receipts and payments... For example: February 2nd is fine, I get A letter; B Come on. It’s raining on March 3rd, and the salary from school C is X yuan..." But no one would say that Lu Xun is a money fanatic; everyone knows that Lu Xun earns money, just like a craftsman collects steel, just like a soldier eats his stomach, all in order to have enough weapons and strength to break free from all shackles and fight between heaven and earth. Time stood up, stood upright, and fought.

The business of literati has lasted for thousands of years, but what can be sold at a good price is often not the so-called real literature.Of course, the best-selling ones are those who have the ability to be housekeepers, helping to take care of the world, planting springs and harvesting autumn harvests, chasing rents and lending money, and suppressing troublesome people. Being able to take on such jobs is the ultimate goal of a literati.The next-best sellers are "help literature", flattering and entertaining, and the work of bamboo strips. It is a model of this kind of flattering article, and even Li Bai's "Yun Xiang Clothes and Flower Xiangrong" must also be included in this category.

But those literati's real stuff, the excellent works that can be passed down from generation to generation, because of the revealing of their true feelings, most of them "cry out of injustice", have a strong sour taste, and most of them are not liked by the master.How could the emperor fail to see the complaints in Meng Haoran's sentence, "If you are not talented, you will know the master and abandon it", and Liu Yong's sentence, "You are a gentleman in white clothes".Well, I will let you be the master of the Ming Dynasty and abandon you, and let you go as the minister in white.With a sound, the business will fail, and this life will be regarded as down and out.Even if someone really appreciates your literary talent, at most you can only try your best to donate a few times.It seems that no one has ever thought of making a fortune by publishing books.When good articles come out, Luoyang paper is expensive, and those who sell paper are the ones who like it, not those who write articles; literati publish their own collections, hire engravers, and choose wood, which is even more a matter of paying money.Even after the Ming Dynasty, the publishing industry boomed, but authors still couldn’t make much money, and the editors hired by booksellers could only barely make ends meet—Mr. Zhong Ma Er is an example.I have never heard of any of the authors of the famous novels getting rich. On the contrary, they often cover it up, such as writing, for fear that people will know that they write these things that are not on the stage.The masterpiece was already famous at that time, and even the emperor heard about it in the deep palace. Poor Xueqin is still so poor that she often lives on gruel.

It can be said that in all dynasties, the works of literati have not really been put on the market. Even if they can reach the popularity of being sung wherever there is a well, except for some advertisements to sell themselves to the court and dignitaries, they have never been sold. Can be linked to the economy.This phenomenon has been going on for a long time, on the contrary, ordinary people, even literati themselves, think that literati should be "Miaogushexianren" who don't speak a word, wear white clothes, and don't eat the fireworks of the world.But he forgot that his knee had already knelt down unconsciously. But since ancient times, real literati hope that their backs can be straighter, like Tao Yuanming, who does not worry about the next meal, and does not have to look up to others. .Reluctant to leave under the eaves of others, you will be hungry, so you have to endure it for generations.Once the time is right, and his stuff can actually sell for money, of course he can't let it go.Zheng Banqiao was listed among the "Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou", laughing and scolding Xiaoao Jianghu, an ugly monster who has only been a seventh-rank sesame official (Zheng Xie called himself "Banqiao Ugly" - sleeping, ugly), can live so chicly, support Isn't it the profit brought by Runger that is following him? It can also be seen from the prosperous calligraphy and painting business in Banqiao that the market for literati has been quietly expanding.The society advances at its own pace, and in the era of Lu Xun, people can actually earn a living by selling literature, and even live a good life.According to calculations, Lu Xun's income from selling articles in the later period could reach at least 500 yuan per month, and the purchasing power of 1 yuan at that time was equivalent to about 30 to 40 yuan today.Lao She said that in the 1920s, a serving of shredded pork fried in oil and roasted in oil, and a bowl of wontons with two chickens could be paid for as long as 1.23 cents; Drink the pot of Baigan'er - you can have a delicious meal for just fifteen cents.In the 1930s, when prices rose again, it was nothing more than "one hundred yuan sixteen or seventeen years ago can be used as two hundred yuan now."Many scholars, such as Chen Mingyuan and others, have already done research (the economic situation of Lu Xun in this article is basically based on Mr. Chen’s research). According to the prices at that time, a family of four or five can live on 11 yuan for a month. Li Bai and the others couldn't imagine that literati could earn this kind of money: just as they couldn't imagine newspapers and magazines appearing in the world, selling them all over the street; Those fabricated stories in the poem manuscripts can also be printed for money. After entering the 20th century, the times gave all literati who wanted to be economically self-reliant a chance. Among the literati, Lu Xun was of course included. Banqiao sold calligraphy and painting, but what did Lu Xun sell? It's the shout, it's the charge, it's the slap in the face, it's the vajra's glaring eyes, it's the bitterness, it's the hatred of iron but it's steel, it's the eradication of evil... The land of China is in chaos, but Mr.'s window is always lit, like an eternal lighthouse on the sea.The gentleman sat quietly under the lamp, slowly smoking the cigarette in his hand.Finally, he brought up the "gold does not change" that was soaked in thick ink, and wrote lightly—there was a sudden wind and thunder in the world, and there were screams and howls in every corner. In the boundless darkness, the pen in Mr.'s hand emits thousands of rays of light, illuminating the thorns, knives and guns on the way forward. Mr. puffed up his chest, smiled coldly, and walked forward facing the edge-"There is no way in this world. When there are many people, it becomes a road."With his flesh and blood, Mr. opened the way for the sentient beings who are suffering in hell. When the eyes are full of confusion and no clue, Tianxing has come out with such vigilant and powerful words. For the Chinese people who are wandering on the lost road, it is really a timely help. Why worry about poor sales? However, these popular articles are a thorn in the side of the dictator.Speech that encourages the people to fight for freedom and democracy has been the enemy of rulers throughout the ages.Don't talk about shouting like Lu Xun, even if it's just Pi Liyang Qiuyuan standing and slanting a few words, as long as the adults find out that there are thorns in it, then disaster will come, run for your life, and want to sell it for money?joke! There is no need to mention the literary prisons of the Ming and Qing Dynasties that too many people have scolded, nor those ministers who pointed at the emperor's nose and cursed - in addition to their sense of responsibility, they are also doing business in many cases, buying the eternal beauty behind them with their lives. Perhaps, it may also be fulfilled in the current world: What if the emperor is woken up by his own scolding?Those who understand should know that this is a small curse but a big help!There is a little allusion that even commoners are prone to such disasters.In the Eastern Han Dynasty, there was a scholar Liang Hong, who was the hero who "raised the case with his eyebrows", once passed through Luoyang, Kyoto, and wrote a poem, "Song of the Five Songs". : "I boarded Beimang Mountain, wow! Looking down at the capital, wow! How magnificent the palace is, wow! The people who built it worked so hard, wow! This kind of labor has no end, wow!" It is reasonable to say a few words To tell the truth, it did not incite the common people to strike, but after it was introduced into the palace from the high Beimang Mountain, Emperor Hanzhang was so angry that he was half dead, and he ordered the author to be arrested and beheaded.Liang Hong had no choice but to take his mother-in-law and fled to Shandong area overnight to file a case. There are many examples of such one-word Jiafu in history, and I will not cite more.What I want to mention next is another matter.On the eve of Yuan Shikai's proclaiming emperor, Zhang Taiyan hung the medal awarded by the old Yuan on a folding fan and swaggered to Zhongnanhai, cursing Yuan Shikai as a bastard.But Lao Yuan insisted on not killing him, and later saw that he was really miserable, so he just put him under house arrest, and served him with good food and drink.He even smashed things and scolded his mother casually: "Buy after destroying, listen to scolding"-as long as you don't set fire to the house.Many people say that Lao Yuan's move was to buy people's hearts, but in fact, it is largely due to the development of the times, the concept of freedom of speech has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it has been written into the constitution. If you want to kill someone, you have to think twice before acting. After entering the 20th century, the times have given everyone an unprecedented right: everyone has freedom of speech, writing, and publishing ("Temporary Constitution of the Republic of China"). But Lu Xun, who has always been on the cusp of the storm, understands better than anyone else that this kind of freedom is only written on paper, and it is just an illusory flower-in fact, the strict literary network has never left their heads.It is common for books to be banned and abridged, authors to be arrested and assassinated, bookstores to be smashed, and schools to be closed.But after all, as the authorities, they can no longer just use a demagogic or treasonous charge to convict someone with a high-sounding sound, as before, and often have to kill secretly.Most directly, although newspapers and magazines have been deleted from time to time by the censors and opened skylights, in this era, no one can block all newspapers and magazines in the world. Everyone who can enjoy freedom of speech and writing in name, of course, includes Lu Xun.This is the premise that the sales channels of Lu Xun's works are legalized and can be transformed into commodities. The business of literati has lasted for thousands of years, but what can be sold at a good price is often not the so-called real literature.Of course, the best-selling ones are those who have the ability to be housekeepers, helping to take care of the world, planting springs and harvesting autumn harvests, chasing rents and lending money, and suppressing troublesome people. Being able to take on such jobs is the ultimate goal of a literati.The next-best sellers are "help literature", flattering and entertaining, and the work of bamboo strips. It is a model of this kind of flattering article, and even Li Bai's "Yun Xiang Clothes and Flower Xiangrong" must also be included in this category. But those literati's real stuff, the excellent works that can be passed down from generation to generation, because of the revealing of their true feelings, most of them "cry out of injustice", have a strong sour taste, and most of them are not liked by the master.How could the emperor fail to see the complaints in Meng Haoran's sentence, "If you are not talented, you will know the master and abandon it", and Liu Yong's sentence, "You are a gentleman in white clothes".Well, I will let you be the master of the Ming Dynasty and abandon you, and let you go as the minister in white.With a sound, the business will fail, and this life will be regarded as down and out.Even if someone really appreciates your literary talent, at most you can only try your best to donate a few times.It seems that no one has ever thought of making a fortune by publishing books.When good articles come out, Luoyang paper is expensive, and those who sell paper are the ones who like it, not those who write articles; literati publish their own collections, hire engravers, and choose wood, which is even more a matter of paying money.Even after the Ming Dynasty, the publishing industry boomed, but authors still couldn’t make much money, and the editors hired by booksellers could only barely make ends meet—Mr. Zhong Ma Er is an example.I have never heard of any of the authors of the famous novels getting rich. On the contrary, they often cover it up, such as writing, for fear that people will know that they write these things that are not on the stage.The masterpiece was already famous at that time, and even the emperor heard about it in the deep palace. Poor Xueqin is still so poor that she often lives on gruel. It can be said that in all dynasties, the works of literati have not really been put on the market. Even if they can reach the popularity of being sung wherever there is a well, except for some advertisements to sell themselves to the court and dignitaries, they have never been sold. Can be linked to the economy.This phenomenon has been going on for a long time, on the contrary, ordinary people, even literati themselves, think that literati should be "Miaogushexianren" who don't speak a word, wear white clothes, and don't eat the fireworks of the world.But he forgot that his knee had already knelt down unconsciously. But since ancient times, real literati hope that their backs can be straighter, like Tao Yuanming, who does not worry about the next meal, and does not have to look up to others. .Reluctant to leave under the eaves of others, you will be hungry, so you have to endure it for generations.Once the time is right, and his stuff can actually sell for money, of course he can't let it go.Zheng Banqiao was listed among the "Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou", laughing and scolding Xiaoao Jianghu, an ugly monster who has only been a seventh-rank sesame official (Zheng Xie called himself "Banqiao Ugly" - sleeping, ugly), can live so chicly, support Isn't it the profit brought by Runger that is following him? It can also be seen from the prosperous calligraphy and painting business in Banqiao that the market for literati has been quietly expanding.The society advances at its own pace, and in the era of Lu Xun, people can actually earn a living by selling literature, and even live a good life.According to calculations, Lu Xun's income from selling articles in the later period could reach at least 500 yuan per month, and the purchasing power of 1 yuan at that time was equivalent to about 30 to 40 yuan today.Lao She said that in the 1920s, a serving of shredded pork fried in oil and roasted in oil, and a bowl of wontons with two chickens could be paid for as long as 1.23 cents; Drink the pot of Baigan'er - you can have a delicious meal for just fifteen cents.In the 1930s, when prices rose again, it was nothing more than "one hundred yuan sixteen or seventeen years ago can be used as two hundred yuan now."Many scholars, such as Chen Mingyuan and others, have already done research (the economic situation of Lu Xun in this article is basically based on Mr. Chen’s research). According to the prices at that time, a family of four or five can live on 11 yuan for a month. Li Bai and the others couldn't imagine that literati could earn this kind of money: just as they couldn't imagine newspapers and magazines appearing in the world, selling them all over the street; Those fabricated stories in the poem manuscripts can also be printed for money. After entering the 20th century, the times gave all literati who wanted to be economically self-reliant a chance. Among the literati, Lu Xun was of course included. Banqiao sold calligraphy and painting, but what did Lu Xun sell? It's the shout, it's the charge, it's the slap in the face, it's the vajra's glaring eyes, it's the bitterness, it's the hatred of iron but it's steel, it's the eradication of evil... The land of China is in chaos, but Mr.'s window is always lit, like an eternal lighthouse on the sea.The gentleman sat quietly under the lamp, slowly smoking the cigarette in his hand.Finally, he brought up the "gold does not change" that was soaked in thick ink, and wrote lightly—there was a sudden wind and thunder in the world, and there were screams and howls in every corner. In the boundless darkness, the pen in Mr.'s hand emits thousands of rays of light, illuminating the thorns, knives and guns on the way forward. Mr. puffed up his chest, smiled coldly, and walked forward facing the edge-"There is no way in this world. When there are many people, it becomes a road."With his flesh and blood, Mr. opened the way for the sentient beings who are suffering in hell. When the eyes are full of confusion and no clue, Tianxing has come out with such vigilant and powerful words. For the Chinese people who are wandering on the lost road, it is really a timely help. Why worry about poor sales? However, these popular articles are a thorn in the side of the dictator.Speech that encourages the people to fight for freedom and democracy has been the enemy of rulers throughout the ages.Don't talk about shouting like Lu Xun, even if it's just Pi Liyang Qiuyuan standing and slanting a few words, as long as the adults find out that there are thorns in it, then disaster will come, run for your life, and want to sell it for money?joke! There is no need to mention the literary prisons of the Ming and Qing Dynasties that too many people have scolded, nor those ministers who pointed at the emperor's nose and cursed - in addition to their sense of responsibility, they are also doing business in many cases, buying the eternal beauty behind them with their lives. Perhaps, it may also be fulfilled in the current world: What if the emperor is woken up by his own scolding?Those who understand should know that this is a small curse but a big help!There is a little allusion that even commoners are prone to such disasters.In the Eastern Han Dynasty, there was a scholar Liang Hong, who was the hero who "raised the case with his eyebrows", once passed through Luoyang, Kyoto, and wrote a poem, "Song of the Five Songs". : "I boarded Beimang Mountain, wow! Looking down at the capital, wow! How magnificent the palace is, wow! The people who built it worked so hard, wow! This kind of labor has no end, wow!" It is reasonable to say a few words To tell the truth, it did not incite the common people to strike, but after it was introduced into the palace from the high Beimang Mountain, Emperor Hanzhang was so angry that he was half dead, and he ordered the author to be arrested and beheaded.Liang Hong had no choice but to take his mother-in-law and fled to Shandong area overnight to file a case. There are many examples of such one-word Jiafu in history, and I will not cite more.What I want to mention next is another thing.On the eve of Yuan Shikai's proclaiming emperor, Zhang Taiyan hung the medal awarded by the old Yuan on a folding fan and swaggered to Zhongnanhai, cursing Yuan Shikai as a bastard.But Lao Yuan insisted on not killing him, and later saw that he was really miserable, so he just put him under house arrest, and served him with good food and drink.He even smashed things and scolded his mother casually: "Buy after destroying, listen to scolding"-as long as you don't set fire to the house.Many people say that Lao Yuan's move was to buy people's hearts, but in fact, it is largely due to the development of the times, the concept of freedom of speech has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it has been written into the constitution. If you want to kill someone, you have to think twice before acting. After entering the 20th century, the times have given everyone an unprecedented right: everyone has freedom of speech, writing, and publishing ("Temporary Constitution of the Republic of China"). But Lu Xun, who has always been on the cusp of the storm, understands better than anyone else that this kind of freedom is only written on paper, and it is just an illusory flower-in fact, the strict literary network has never left their heads.It is common for books to be banned and abridged, authors to be arrested and assassinated, bookstores to be smashed, and schools to be closed.But after all, as the authorities, they can no longer just use a demagogic or treasonous charge to convict someone with a high-sounding sound, as before, and often have to kill secretly.Most directly, although newspapers and magazines have been deleted from time to time by the censors and opened skylights, in this era, no one can block all newspapers and magazines in the world. Everyone who can enjoy freedom of speech and writing in name, of course, includes Lu Xun.This is the premise that the sales channels of Lu Xun's works are legalized and can be transformed into commodities. Therefore, it should be said that the times prepared the objective conditions for the emergence of Lu Xun: he could stand on his own in society with his own works, so he could not be attached to the ruling class. Only in this way can we be liberated from the confinement of feudal ethics, and have independent thoughts and works—only then can we have an independent Lu Xun. Otherwise, even if Lu Xun was not gently crushed to death by the rulers, he could only be cynical all his life and spend his whole life in the countryside. Of course, these objective conditions are equal to all people.As for why Lu Xun became the highest mountain in the same environment, I have already said it at the beginning, and I am unable to analyze it.I can only come to the same conclusion as everyone—including Lu Xun’s enemies—from my own touching of this mountain: the rock quality of this mountain is the hardest in the world.It should be this hardness that made Lu Xun stand far higher than the hillside built by countless crisp weathered stones. Perhaps, the reason for this height has to include the broad roots of this mountain.And the source of this power firmly rooted in the depths of the earth should be those giant eyes. For the first time in thousands of years, those eyes were truly wide open. They broke free from heavy bondage, penetrated layers of blood, and used their own thinking to face this bleak life. Those giant eyes that were once desperate, once hesitant, and finally pierced the heavens and the earth, burning with flames of anger. It is these giant eyes that lead its owner to fight against the old era in extreme pain and become a great rebel, a true warrior. These giant eyes can see that the sacred books that have been enshrined for generations, between the lines, are nothing more than the word "cannibalism"! These giant eyes can see that the so-called history is just the era of being a slave and the era of wanting to be a slave! These giant eyes can see that the autocratic broken car that has been pushed for thousands of years can no longer be supported, and can only be completely pushed down! These giant eyes saw that under the majestic masks, the belching Uncle Tu was still greedily grinding his bleeding teeth! This pair of giant eyes can see that I also have poisonous and ghostly slavishness hidden in my heart like others, and I can't be soft on myself, if I need to gouge out, I will chop it up! The most valuable thing is that these giant eyes see that the most powerful force in the world is not in the nine heavens, let alone in the guns and bayonets, but in the hundreds of millions of people moaning in the depths of Artemisia, turning their sides under the butcher's knives hand.These giant eyes saw their mission clearly: to go deep into the marrow of yours, mine, him, and everyone else, bloody dig out the slave roots that have been passed down for thousands of years, and tear them apart section by section; Life uttered a tearing cry, awakening this irresistible, but still sleeping power—— To create the thunder that must burst out of nowhere. Accompanied by severe pain, joints creaked, fists were slowly clenched, knees were slowly straightened, lips were tightly closed, trembling, shaking, the tallest giant since Pangu opened the sky finally stood upright on the ground East. Ask the world, is there any strange peak that can be higher than this mountain standing on the shoulders of a giant while blowing the charge?Or, this mountain was originally the heart of the giant—— "National soul"! It's too cold to be high.Looking at the opponents struggling in the mud under their feet and wanting to wrestle with each other: filial sons and grandsons guarding the spirit of irreparable carrion, hermits who are blindfolded and dare not face the cruel reality, and those who pull out their hair and want to fly up The naive man, the strategist who is waving the big banner to recruit troops and buy horses to fight for fame and fortune, the upstart who is full of theories but doesn't even know what he is talking about, the hacker who follows the rich and powerful to beg for some leftovers, hides in the shadows and watches for opportunities The so-called fighter who throws stones in the back... This mountain feels lonely. After taking a leisurely puff of cigarettes, Lu Xun said with a smile: "There are more than 40 bookstores in Shanghai, and a large group of new writers scolded me for more than half a year. After checking at the end of the year, the sales of my books were as usual. I squeezed my legs and gained a lot of weight. At this moment Not even a comforter." Well, let generations of masters study and analyze this high mountain. Anyway, this high mountain that proudly appeared in the 20th century is like a huge sharp knife inserted between the sky and the earth, shining with a dazzling cold light. It makes the scenery of all other hills, whether it is grassland, maple forest, exotic pines, or dangerous rocks, all be eclipsed. Looking at Mr.'s photo, I also feel pale. I feel that only black and white are left in the world, just like the photo of my husband in my hand. I think that some people are only suitable for keeping images in black and white photos, such as Mr.I have also seen some photographs or portrait oil paintings colored by my husband, but I always feel that they lack some charm.As for what was missing, I couldn't tell for a long time, but I just felt that the husband in the black and white photo gave me a more stern feeling. Perhaps, this feeling is what Mr. called "horizontal eyebrow". On the contrary, sometimes when I see black-and-white photos of other people in the same period, most of them are ashamed, and many people even look a little embarrassed-although everyone knows that they are actually famously shrewd. Finally, on a gloomy winter day, I finally realized that the world, Mr. Yu, originally had only two colors, black and white, and all the other colorful colors were superfluous at all, and could only add unnecessary noise.The mission of Mr. Li's life is to distinguish between black and white in the chaos, to lead us to declare war on the darkness with a giant brush, and to sweep out a piece of clean and pure white for future generations to re-draw a beautiful colorful paradise on it. Fighting in the blackness and going to destruction together with the blackness is the real wish of Mr. As he said more than once, he hopes that he will "quickly die". However, Mr. has been immortalized.The black and white colors in the photos have already been blazing, burning all over our gorgeous and colorful world. I held the photo and gradually felt hot.