Three chapters in memory of Fan Jun.
Age: Modern and Contemporary
Author: Lu Xun
Content:
The storm is coming, and I miss Fan Ainong.
Huadian withered, staring at chickens and insects.
The taste of the world is bitter, the world is straight and poor.
Why not say goodbye in March?
Seaweed is a national garden and an old foreign land for many years.
The fox went to the cave and the peach doll appeared.
The hometown is cold and cloudy, and the heat is long day and night.
Can a person wash his heart with cold water?
Let's talk about wine today, sir, little drinker.
You are still drunk when you are old, and drunk when you are young.
This is the last time, and I will never say anything again.
The old friend is gone, I am waiting for the light dust!