laugh at oneself
What do you want from the delivery of the canopy, but you dare not turn over and meet each other.
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.
someone
-thoughts on commemorating the 0/3rd anniversary of Lu Xun's death/kloc-.
Some people are still alive,
He died;
Some people died,
He's alive.
Some people,
Riding on the people's heads: "Oh, how great I am!"
Some people,
Bend down and be a cow and a horse for the people.
Some people,
Carve your name on a stone to make it immortal;
Some people,
I'd rather be a weed and wait for the underground fire.
Some people,
He lives and no one else can live;
Some people,
He lives to make life better for most people.
Riding on people's heads,
People broke him down;
Those who work for the people,
People will always remember him!
Carve your name on the stone,
The name decays earlier than the corpse;
Wherever the spring breeze blows,
There are green weeds everywhere.
He's alive, and no one else can,
His fate can be seen;
He lives for the benefit of most people,
The crowd held him high and high.
"Some People" is a lyric poem written by Cang Kejia, a contemporary poet, to commemorate the13rd anniversary of Lu Xun's death. So the subtitle is "Remembering Lu Xun". Through the contrast between the two kinds of people, poetry has poured infinite affection into those who are willing to bow their heads and express their high respect; For those who are above the people, they are mercilessly exposed and show full resentment. The uniqueness of poetry lies in its philosophical theme: man lives for the better of most people.