Why is it said that Xu Zhimo had a premonition before his death?

Several signs before Xu Zhimo’s death

Now let’s talk about Xu Zhimo’s death. Many people, such as Hu Shi and Chen Mengjia, believe that Xu Zhimo's poem titled "Orioles" published in the "Crescent" monthly magazine on February 10, 1930, was the poet describing his own death one year in advance. This poem says:

Waiting for him to sing, we watched quietly

Afraid of startling him, but he showed his arms

Breaking through the denseness and turning into a A colorful cloud

He flew away, disappeared, disappeared -

Like spring, flame, like enthusiasm

If we contact Xu Zhimo in 1931 He died in a plane crash on November 19. His description was too surprising. In fact, the year before Xu died, in 1930, he also wrote a poem that should make people feel more uneasy afterward than the poem "Orioles". I just don't know why this poem didn't attract everyone's attention. This poem titled "Spring of 1930" has only four short sentences, as follows:

A thunderbolt of laughter

From the clouds to the ground

Shave it on the face and prick its heart

Said: "Wake up, why are you always asleep?"

Let's look at the first two lines of the poem, which is better than the one above. Isn't "Orioles" even more thrilling? We can definitely use it to describe a plane crash. As early as 1925, Xu Zhimo wrote an essay "Going forward", in which there were several poems without titles. One of them was like this: "I am willing to live in the flames." These three poems have been proven to reflect some kind of magical, mysterious, elusive and unchangeable destiny.

Most of a person’s personal failures start from his family. Home is like a person's umbrella, harbor, armor, and backyard. When there is a problem in the family, the person loses protection and room for maneuver. Both the mind and the body are extremely vulnerable to blows and even destruction. The last few years of Xu Zhimo's life were extremely painful, and this pain came from his unfortunate marriage to Lu Xiaoman. In this regard, many of the poet's friends have hints. After marriage, Lu Xiaoman could not provide Xu Zhimo with motivation, assistance, or vitality, either mentally or in terms of lifestyle, and even brought him a certain degree of blow and setback. This makes the poet exhausted and unable to get rid of it. Hu Shi once believed that Xu Zhimo's poem "Life" was evidence of his self-confidence. Let’s see:

Gloomy, dark, and winding like a poisonous snake

Life is forced into a tunnel

Once you are trapped, you can only move forward

Feeling the sticky tide on the cold wall

Struggled in the demon's internal organs

There is no ray of sky above the head

This soul, in terror Under the oppression

What other wish could there be besides annihilation

This poem was written in May 1928. At that time, he had been married to Lu Xiaoman for two years and settled in Shanghai. During this period of time, the ups and downs related to Lu Xiaoman were quite uproarious. In addition, in addition to squandering money in life, Lu was also addicted to drugs. According to He Lingyan, Xu Yulu's goddaughter, her daily routine was reversed between day and night. I don’t get up until five or six o’clock in the afternoon during the day, and I don’t sleep until dawn at night. In this state, it is not difficult to imagine the pain and frustration for Xu Zhimo, who had ideal aspirations for marriage. Therefore, after writing the poem "Life", he set off to travel to Japan, the United States and Europe. What can we learn from this poem? Probably: There is no greater sorrow than death.

The above is a look at Xu Zhimo’s death from his poetry works. What makes it even more eerie is that there were some more direct signs in the days before his death, which many of his friends mentioned. For example, Fang Lingru quoted Ling Shuhua's words in "Zhimo is Everyone's Friend", saying that Ling and Xu Zhimo traveled to the West Mountains of Beijing on a snowy day a few years ago. After returning, Xu wrote an article about the trip, which Ling copied. It was written on the notebook, and there was an inscription on the first page: Mr. Zhimo has passed through the ages. In early November 1931, before Xu left Beijing for Shanghai, Ling accidentally showed it to Xu. Xu said: "How can it be eternal?" Zheng Zhenduo even mentioned two things in "Mourn for Zhimo". One is said by Xu Dishan. The last time Xu Dishan saw Xu Zhimo was at the front door a few days before the poet went south. Xu told Xu that he was going south. Xu asked him when he would come back. Xu said: "That's hard to say. Maybe he will never come back again." Xu Dishan felt that these words were a bit "prophetic". The other one was said by a person named "Tie Yan". Tie Yan said: "Things are a bit strange. Isn't Zhimo's face very white? The last time I saw him, I felt that there was a mask on his face. Apply a layer of black light.”

These few items are probably enough.

Confucius said, life and death are also great things! The question of life and death is indeed the biggest thing in everyone's life. This kind of thing is unique to everyone, but everyone is completely unable to grasp it. Is this the biggest paradox of life? For example, God said that life and death have been given to you, but you only have the right to operate, but not ownership, let alone transfer. If you think about it carefully, you can't help but be awestruck. Especially before death and life, we are ignorant. But before we die, we experience too much. Therefore, people always care more about death than birth. This is reflected in linguistics.

For example, our language has words such as "life and death", "survival" and "continuance". Although these words include "life, existence and continuation", the emphasis is on "death, death and cessation". Therefore, people care more about death. Therefore, when a person's deadline comes, no matter whether it is God's will or man-made, he will always have an inexplicable feeling. Is this induction a reminder from God?

The universe is vast, the way of heaven is vague, life is accidental, and destiny is unpredictable.

Specifically, when it comes to each person, how should we deal with ourselves in the face of the vast world and the vast mortal world? I think, without him, the word "da" is enough