Chapter 13 road

I also remembered the story of Gogol [2]'s "Guardian Shi": it was also translated in China.Suddenly there was a rumor in a village that the emperor's envoy was coming for a private visit. The officials were all terrified, and when they found a suspected person in the inn, they forced him to flatter him.After the flattery was full, the man ran away, and when he heard that the messenger had really arrived, the whole stage performed a speechless drama and ended. Shanghai's literary circles are welcoming the Proletarian Literary Envoy this year, and there is an uproar, saying that it is coming.Ask the rickshaw driver, the driver said that he has not dispatched.This driver's own class ideology is not good, it has been distorted by other classes long ago.Someone else holds it, but not necessarily a worker.So I had to search in big houses, inns, in foreigners' homes, in bookstores, in cafes...

The vision of writers and artists must transcend the times, so although it is unknown whether they will come, they must first support and clear the way, or flatter them.Therefore, it is difficult to be a human being. If you don’t say that "proletarian" is "non-revolutionary", it is okay; "non-revolutionary" is "counter-revolutionary", but it is dangerous.There is really no way out. The current human world is still a place where "a king is easy to see, but a little devil is hard to be".There is a way out.Why not?Just because of how sneaky they are, they ruined all the roads.None of these is the way out.I frankly stated that because I had no choice, I had to temporarily hang a sign on Pao's buttocks, which was also the beginning of a way out.

"The ground fire runs underground, rushing; once the lava spews out, it will burn all the weeds and trees, so there is nothing left to decay. "But I am frank, glad. I will laugh, I will sing." (Preface) I just talked about it, but revolutionary writers seem afraid to see it. If they feel that there is no way out because of this, it is really pitiful, and I can't bear to start writing anymore. April tenth. BB [1] This article was originally published on April 23, 1928, Issue 17, Volume 4, of Yusi. [2] Gogol Gogol (HABACK] KFW, 1809-1852), a Russian writer.He is the author of the novel "Dead Souls" and the comedy "Imperial Envoy" (that is, "The Patrol Envoy"), etc.