What do you want to send, canopy? Dare not turn over, met.
A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine.
Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children.
Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu.
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Smoke and water are common things, and a fisherman is abandoned.
Drunk in the middle of the night, rich people have nowhere to find.
Self-titled portrait
There is no way to escape from the gv 10, and the storm is as dark as a rock.
I sent a message to Han Xing, and I want to recommend Xuanyuan with my blood.
Accustomed to the long nights in spring
It is a custom for young women to have silk on their temples on long nights in spring.
In my dream, I vaguely shed tears for my mother, and the flag of the king on the city head changed.
Endure watching peers become new ghosts, and look for small poems in anger.
There is no place to write, and the moonlight is like water.
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The trees in the cave fell into the sky, and the eyebrows were scarlet.
There are people on the river bank who can't sing and have lost their eyes.
Lotus people
In the celestial world, you can still smell the fragrance of jasper in the wind.
Heron shadows don't come in autumn, and reed flowers are accompanied by dew.
Sweep away the greasy powder to show your character, but learn to make up in red.
Just plant the scale net in Lianxi, and don't fall into the cold pond with the residual leaves.
New Year's Day 22 years later.
The cloud sealed the high cave to protect the general, whether to attack Joan Hinton and destroy the people.
After all, it is not as good as the concession, and it is spring in the sound of playing cards.
Two gifts for people
In ...
Yue Nv's eyes lit up and she put on her morning makeup. Water and wind are both her hometown.
When you sing all the new words, you can't see them, and the clouds will rush to Qingjiang early.
The second is.
Qin women tolerate jade Zheng, while Liang Chen is enthusiastic about the night wind.
In a blink of an eye, the ice string sounded absolutely, but I saw the sound of running towards the starry sky.
Send Ou Yijun and Lan back to China.
Pepper burns laurel, leaving the United States old, relying on the secluded rock to express the heart.
Those who cherish incense are far away, and there are treasures in their hometown.
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Yoko has many hooks and thorns, and the sky is full of war clouds.
A few spring waves, all is silent.
Only Qin gets drunk and sings more and more.
The storm is mighty, and the flowers and trees are bleak.
Answer the guest's questions
Ruthlessness is not necessarily a real hero. How can Reiko Kobayakawa not be a husband?
Do you know that those noisy people look back smaller than Tu?
Give a tent
Suddenly, Fei Xian fell into the blue sky, and the cloud car Shuang Bian.
Poor Peng Zi is not the son of heaven. He fled to absorb the north wind.
To a Japanese singer
The riverside scenery is still there, and people from afar come here.
Don't look at singing and dancing far away, Westward Journey is a fairy.
A gift for Wu Qishan.
After living in Shanghai for 20 years, I can see China every day;
Don't take medicine when you are sick, but read when you are bored.
A wide face has changed, and more and more people are beheaded.
Suddenly into the wild, there is no Amitabha in the south.
The Tower of Triple Meaning
Whether to fly to annihilate the Son of Man, there are still hungry pigeons left in the ruins.
I left the fire house with a great heart, and I finally left the tower to Miss Yingzhou.
A fine bird still dreams of holding a stone, and a fighter is determined to fight against the current.
The wave-snatching brothers are here, and when they meet, they laugh and forget the enmity.
Mourn for Ding Jun
If the rock night sky presses the heavy building, the willow spring breeze road will be cut into nine autumn.
Yao's dust is clear and resentful, and she is pitiful and has no female honor.
Smell and smell
Deng Hua glitters with feasts and riches, and charming girls make up jade bottles.
Suddenly I remembered my feelings, kissed the earth and pretended to see the crow print of Luo socks.
Mourn for Yang Quan
Is there any pride like the old flowers blooming and falling?
When do you cry for Jiang Nanyu and Simin?
It is a fact that the boxer sent the stove.
A chicken glue is sweet and a gown is fragrant.
If there is nothing at home, there are only a few antelopes.
Report a drama about encephalitis
You dare to grab a moth's eyebrows, but it still goes against a woman's heart.
Swearing is different now. There is nothing like a minister's brain.
Accidental achievement
What does the article want? Looking forward to the dream of Yun Qi in the East.
I seldom hate Fang Lin. Chunlan Qiuju is different.
Xianglingge
I used to smell the water of Xiangjiang River as blue as dye, but now I smell the rouge mark of Xiangjiang River.
Xiangling makeup shines on Hunan water, and her eyes are as bright as the moon.
In the lonely night of Gaoqiu, there is no spring in Fang Quan.
When the drum is finished, the Yao people don't smell it, and the peace is like the autumn gate.
The feeling of autumn night
The leading edge flew away behind the scenes, and the cypress trees were used as Dojo.
I hope that the emperor will finally teach the grass reform, and the fans will chat and decorate the venue.
Where are the walnuts of 1000 Buddha? Lotus flowers, such as Liulang, are rare.
In the middle of the night, chickens crow and the wind and rain gather, and cigarettes feel cool.
A gift for the painter.
The wind is white and the forest is dark, and the fog is full of blue flowers.
I would like to beg a new artist to study Zhu Mo only as a spring mountain.
2. Lu Xun's classical Chinese word is 1. The world has gone from bad to worse these days. I don't know that filial piety is a matter of course, but I do something else with filial piety.
2. Filial piety only cares about the heart, not the trace. Filial piety is amorphous and uncertain.
3. Since Europeanization spread to the East, scholars at home and abroad have talked about the theory of freedom and equality, which has led to moral decline. People are pouring more and more ideas, shameless, doing everything, taking chances, thinking about progress, seeking so-called perseverance and honesty, and restraining themselves from loving themselves, which is rare in the world.
1. The world has gone from bad to worse these days, and I changed my mind with the wind. I didn't know that filial piety was born, but I did another thing with filial piety.
What's more, the world has gone from bad to worse recently (the social atmosphere is deteriorating day by day), and the atmosphere handed down is neither thick nor thin. I don't know that filial piety is a matter of course, but I regard it as another matter.
2. Filial piety only cares about the heart, not the trace. Filial piety is amorphous and uncertain.
In particular, I don't understand that filial piety only lies in the heart, not in the external behavior. Filial piety has no fixed form, and there is nothing fixed about it.
3. Since Europeanization spread to the East, scholars at home and abroad have talked about the theory of freedom and equality, which has led to moral decline. People are pouring more and more ideas, shameless, doing everything, taking chances, thinking about progress, seeking so-called perseverance and honesty, and restraining themselves from loving themselves, which is rare in the world.
(1) Lament that since the introduction of western learning to the east (the introduction of western learning to the east) and the Europeanization of China culture, domestic scholars have talked endlessly about the theory of freedom and equality, which has led to the decline of morality (of China people), and people's hearts have become increasingly (increasingly) thin and not thick, and unscrupulous (unscrupulous, shameless) have done everything (doing everything).
3. Ask Lu Xun Memorial Hall to write Lin Yutang in classical Chinese: mourning Lu Xun.
Focus on the Public Welfare Museum was released on 20110-1817: 52: 47. Lu Xun died in Shanghai on 200510/9. When I was in new york, I saw the Herald Tribune Telegraph the next day. I told my friends in dismay, and they were surprised. It may not be necessary to mourn, but Gaifei also mourned Lu Xun.
Lu Xun is not afraid of death, so why mourn with death? What did your wife do when she was alive? All day long, and it can spread very little at a glance. Throwing a stone into the water will wrinkle a pool of spring water. The calm water waves are as flat as a mirror without a trace. Only sages speak and heroes tell stories, but all they can tell is what sages and heroes say and do. Confucius talked a lot, but what he spread in The Analects was only 20,000 to 30,000 words. The first emperor unified the six countries, unified the world, burned books to bury Confucianism, built the Great Wall, built houses, climbed Mount Tai, toured the meeting, sought immortality, set up monuments and carved stones, and resolutely created an immortal cause. However, the emperor's official career declined, and the joy of longevity was not achieved. Chu and Han burned Afangshan, and Jin people were destroyed by Dong Zhuo. There is not a word left on the stone tablet, only the old rules of the Great Wall. Lu Xun brandished a whip, and the wave of long-term flow reappeared, and its influence was felt by the people. Lu Xun was happy when he saw it, and that was enough. The universe is big, the sea is wide, the ups and downs are small, and the influence is far away. How do we compete? Why compete? Lu Xun came, and all of a sudden, it was enough for him to finish. Lu Xun often said that literati writing is not hidden in famous mountains, which is very appropriate. In today's world, what you say today, what you see, what you hear, what you think, what you feel, and what you are touched are all aimed at reviving Lu Xun for future generations. What you see and hear today will not be mentioned. Since Lu Xun was born in this world, what he said and did in this world is enough. Later generations are good at what they say and listen to what they say; Listen to you if it's not good. Or the good things of today are here, and the good things of future generations are there. Lu Xun can't know, and neither can I. Later generations either falsely accused Lu Xun of what he said or were deeply moved by what he said. Following Lu Xun became * * *, which is the ups and downs of Wenhai. Its machine is very small, which Lu Xun didn't know and I didn't know. But waves make the Tao go round and round, not to be silent. This is life and immortality. Is it shorter than this wavelength wave?
Lu Xun and I got together twice, and the two alienated people, that is, their separation came from nature, not because there was a porch between Lu Xun and me. I always respect Lu Xun; Lu Xun cares about me, I like to know each other, and I have no regrets about Lu Xun abandoning me. Generally speaking, what you see is the same as what you see, but it is a trace of separation, and there is nothing selfless. I invited Lu Xun to Xiamen University, and I was chased by my colleagues until I changed the kitchen. I tasted that Lu Xun opened cans and boiled water with ham on the stove, which made me lose the friendship of the landlord, but Lu Xun had no complaints about me. It is Lu Xun who knows me. The leftists in the world don't forgive my literary opinions, and I don't want to sacrifice my opinions. The first time I heard that the left wing of Ah Fu Crow called itself the right wing, Lu Xun was unhappy, and there was nothing I could do. Lu Xun is getting older and more popular, but I admire the wisdom of Confucianism. The deeper Lu Xun's party looks, the less I know what the party is looking at, so it is said that its stab is out of place. However, my self-interest is ultimately related to my elders, and I have long ignored the villain's catching shadows to sow discord.
Lu Xun is not so much a scholar as a soldier. Who is the soldier? Wearing armor and holding contradictions for fun. If you don't fight, you won't be happy. You can't be happy without armor. Even if you don't have a front to hand over and a spear to hold, you can pick up a stone and throw it at the dog. Occasionally, I will be happy in my chest. This is one of the vivid characters in Lu Xun's works. Heine, a German poet, said that when I die, I will put a sword in the coffin instead of a pen. It's enough to talk to Lu Xun.
Lu Xun's sword is not Zhang Er's spear, nor Qinglong's broadsword, but a steel-making sword, so-called cosmic front. It's a sword. It cuts stone like cotton, but the front is not frustrated, stabbing people and killing dogs, and all the bones are broken. So Lu Xun couldn't put it down, thinking that he was having fun, and he couldn't help himself. This is exactly the same as the case of Shaoxing students carving books with foreign knives, so Lu Xun is sometimes like Lu. So Lu Xun was killed by a brave warrior, a monk, a beggar, a chicken, a dog, a cow and a snake. Lu Xun was not sad because all heroes in the world died and the sword was useless. On the way, I saw mad dogs, lepers and domestic dogs. When the sword was cut, I took the dog's head home to drink Shaoxing and ordered wine. This is one of Lu Xun's vivid forms.
However, Lu Xun also has a big heart. When the dog is drunk, Lu Xun sighs under the lamp alone. This kind of exclamation is indescribable. Unknown fire, nameless sigh, is a sigh of heaven and earth, sages, heroes, secretaries, maids, booksellers, fruit merchants, cunning, fools, fools, straightforward, rural fools; Sigh strangers, acquaintances, elegant people, laity, embarrassed people, travelling expenses, burdensome people, people who are not interested in life, people who can't get away, sigh poor people, hungry people, lecherous people, wandering ghosts, drilling ghosts, serial familiar ghosts, slovenly people, Honky, groping ghosts, bean curd soup rice ghosts, and fat GREAT GHOST. So Lu Xun had another drink, and suddenly his forehead swelled and his hair stood on end. Enlightened, the tendons are more floating, the corners of the eyes are more cracked, and they must be more vertical. Grind the inkstone and laugh, but also stab the world with a sword. The fire raged and made people sigh, so Lu Xun suffered from intestinal injury, stomach injury, liver injury, lung injury and blood vessel injury, but Lu Xun could not afford it. Alas, Lu Xun can't afford it.
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4. How is Lu Xun's classical Chinese writing? Cn/article/cjfdtotal-lxyj 200512003 Content introduction: Lu Xun's classical Chinese has been highly praised by many people, especially his student generation Sun Fuyuan and others, who think that Lu Xun's classical Chinese embodies "the most elegant and temperament foundation of ancient Chinese". As for this "most elegant and temperament-oriented", . .
Lu Xun's Chinese writing period coincided with the alternation of Chinese and vernacular Chinese. During this period, Lu Xun's works were written in classical Chinese and vernacular Chinese, and the other language was a mixture of classical Chinese, ancient vernacular Chinese and foreign words. In these works, there are many nodes of language change during the formation of modern Chinese. 19 18 Before the publication of Diary of a Madman, the language of Lu Xun's works was mainly classical Chinese, but during this period, the factors of modern vernacular Chinese have emerged. After the publication of Diary of a Madman, Lu Xun's language composition became more complicated. In the exploration of the development direction of Chinese, Lu Xun's translation emphasizes "literal translation" and "hard translation" and emphasizes the absorption of western languages. His translation language with obvious characteristics of western languages shows the limits of Chinese flexibility. His literary creation is actually carried out in the running-in application of an immature language form. He draws lessons from western language resources and emphasizes the historical inheritance of Chinese itself. He deviated from all kinds of new or old language rules and made his language full of tension and vitality through proper spacing and "defamiliarization". This effort to consciously transform language in the historical trend has made Lu Xun's language undergo a historic transformation.
5. Introduce it in classical Chinese. Think about the homework left by Mr. Lu Xun and his teacher. I can't write it. See if I can write it down. It's a tragedy. Absolutely original.
Lu Xun was born in Shaoxing, Zhejiang, so his name is Zhou Shuren. When he was young, his grandfather was sentenced to prison for cheating in the scientific examination, and his family was in a panic. He scattered his family wealth to save his life. After so many years, his family was ruined.
Shu Ren is young, suffering from the misfortune of this family, and the world is cold. Later, when I was older, I wrote Flowers in the Morning. I was miserable when I was a child, and I know it.
As for the elderly, as for studying medicine in Japan, attending classes and watching movies, China people are indifferent to their compatriots. Because of the great changes in people's thinking, they abandoned medicine and joined the literature, hoping to save the souls of Chinese people. When he returned to China, he was hidden in the capital. During the New Culture Movement, new scholars suffered from the lack of chorus, so they asked Shuren to come out of the mountain to do it. Shuren wants to do it, write a madman's diary and sign Lu Xun. As a result, Lu Xun's name shocked China's literary world and resounded all over the eyes and ears of Chinese people, and he was a descendant, not a generation.
Then he did "scream" and "wander" and became a grandmaster. From then on, Xun had footprints in Beijing, Guangzhou, Shanghai and other places, and was dumped. Later, in A.D. 1936, he died of overwork, frequent grass suction and lung disease.
No fewer than 10,000 people carried coffins for undertakers, no fewer than 100,000 people cried and said goodbye, and no fewer than 10 million people were influenced by his spirit. Lu Xun's first marriage in his life was Zhu's daughter named Ann. But this woman and Lu Xun have the name of husband and wife, but there is no reality. This woman's life is also sad.
He married a Xu Shi woman named Guangping and gave birth to a son named Yinghai.