This poem was written in February of 193 1, when Lu Xun took refuge in the Garden Villa Hotel and learned that Rou Shi and others had been killed.
Rou Shi, Yin Fu, Hu Yepin, Feng Keng, Li Weisen and others were arrested at a secret meeting of the * * * production party in the Oriental Hotel, because Rou Shi had a copy of the Contract between Lu Xun and Beixin Bookstore in his pocket, which was stamped with Lu Xun's seal, and the government was searching for Lu Xun, so he had to flee from home.
The news that Rou Shi and others were killed was blocked by the authorities. Lu Xun read it in a Japanese newspaper. In a letter to Cao Jinghua on February 24th, he said, "After reading Japanese newspapers, I realized that a group of young people were shot dead on the 7th of this month. Four of them (three men and one woman) belong to the left-wing alliance, but "accusation" is another kind. "
Expressed:
Mr. Lu Xun is keenly aware that in a society that is "imprisoned tighter than canned food", under the rule of the Kuomintang, the poet's pen can't find a foothold, only the moonlight like water, as if understanding, coldly shines on the sad wandering poet and on the poet's solemn black robe.
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Original text:
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.
Translation:
Accustomed to spending the spring time in the long night, my hair turned gray and I was forced to leave with my wife and children. In my sleep, I seem to see my kind mother crying for me, and the flags of warlords over the city are still changing.
How can I bear to watch young comrades-in-arms being killed by the enemy, and write poems angrily to mourn that white horrible knife? After chanting, I looked down at the place around me but didn't write (can't publish). Only Leng Yue took care of me, a refugee in a black robe.
Source: Complete Works of Lu Xun-193 1 year Lu Xun
Baidu encyclopedia-untitled, used to the long night in spring.