Recommend an essay by Zhu Ziqing to me.

When I went to Shanghai last summer vacation, I saw an Atlantic man and a small westerner sitting side by side in the first-class carriage of a tram. I'm not sure whether they are British or American; I only guess that they are father and son. The foreigner, the white boy, is only eleven or twelve years old. He looks like a lovely child, which attracted me for a long time. He wore a hard straw hat with a flat top and a long round face under the brim. The cheeks are white and red, and the eyes have long golden eyelashes, which looks peaceful and beautiful. I have always had a fetish: when I meet an interesting child, I always want to make out with him and be a good partner; If you can't make out, stay close at any time. When I was in primary school, in the attached elementary school, there was a Liu Jun with black hair in the west, who really looked like a bird. When holding his hand and asking him, he just tilted his head quietly and answered quietly-I don't often see his smile, his face is always so quiet and sincere, but there is a deep torch burning under his skin. I invited him to my house many times, but he always refused; I haven't seen him for two years. He's dead. I can't forget him! I held his little hand and touched his round chin. But if I meet a strange child, I naturally can't do this, which is a bit embarrassing; But it doesn't matter, I can look at him with my eyes-once, twice, ten times, dozens of times! Children probably don't pay much attention to people's eyes, so they can look as freely as possible, which is different from looking at women secretly. I stared at many children who met for the first time. They never protested to me. At most, hold the hand of the mother who is with you, or lean on her knee and just look at her. So I have a lot of courage. This time, I became old-fashioned in the tram. I have watched the white child again and again, little foreigner!

At first, he ignored me and let me see him freely. But after reading it several times, the father stood up and the son stood up. They will arrive at the station. Then something unexpected happened. The little westerner sat opposite me; When approaching me, I suddenly stretched my face as long as possible, my blue eyes widened and my beautiful eyelashes disappeared. The redness and swelling on both cheeks have subsided a lot. A peaceful and beautiful face has become a vulgar and ferocious face! There was something in his eye: "Duh! Yellow race, yellow race China, you-look! You deserve to see me! " He has lost his innocence and his face is full of old age! Therefore, I prefer to call him a "small westerner". He stretched out his face to me for two seconds; The tram stopped, then it turned triumphantly and took the Atlantic man's hand. The Atlantic man seems to be half taller than his son; At this time, I was staring out of the window and didn't see anything below. The son didn't tell him either, but stuck his face out arbitrarily; He pulled a long face and casually said a word-silence is better than sound, and he returned in triumph. Needless to say, this is an attack in my nature, an attack of "surprise, surprise"!

This sudden attack made me lose my mind; My heart is empty, and the oppression in all directions is so serious that I can't breathe freely. I once met a woman on a bridge in N city. When I happened to see her, her long black eyelashes hung down, revealing a sophisticated and contemptuous look. At that time, I also felt oppressive and empty, but it was much thinner than this time: under the eyes of western foreigners, I felt at a loss that I was in danger of being swallowed up, so I unconsciously shrank back-much like Alice in Wonderland! I watched my father and son get off the tram and walk on the road; The little man in the west walked straight away without looking back. At this time, I have an urgent sense of country! I am yellow China, but now I am still a white world, and their pride and trampling will surely come; I was caught off guard and felt that I was a terrorist, because it was not someone else who was proud of me, but a teenage "white" child who trampled on me. It turned out to be a teenage white "child"! I have always felt that children should belong to the whole world, not a country, a town or a family. Therefore, I can't tolerate children in China calling westerners "foreign devils". But this teenage white child is trapped in two stereotypes of race and country. He has learned to use the advantages of race and the strength of the country to attack me. This attack is actually a small shadow of many attacks, and his face is printed with a diplomatic history of China. He came to Shanghai for a few days, or for a long time, and his father, parents, husband, father, even the same country, the same species trampled on the pride of the people of China; And his reading materials added fuel to the fire, making China useless, so as to gain his prestige. So it's no accident that he extended his face to me.

This is an attack and an insult, a great insult! Because of self-esteem, I feel empty and angry at the same time; So there is an urgent desire for the country. I want to curse this little man! But I was immediately frightened: this is just a teenager, but it has been buried by tradition; We look forward to the "pure heart" day and night, the world of the world (not someone's world, let alone someone's world! ), seeing was in the coming generation, there is still no information! This is your loss, my loss, his loss and the loss of the world; Although such a small child! However, this child also has something worthy of respect: his calmness, his silence, his arbitrariness, and his refusal to look back are all manifestations of strength, and they are all manifestations of the strength of the strong. Never be a mother-in-law, never stick together, hit the nail on the head and make a clean break. That's why white people are white people.

I am really a contradictory person. Anyway, the most important thing for us is to look at ourselves and the children! He is also God's beloved son; This, like the princes of past dynasties, has no seeds!

-"White Man-Blessed by God"