Take stale when me " toward Hua Xishi " when, see when me fall of full dirt " loud cry " when, total meeting has one silk is distressed rush laryngeal, always can remember an emaciated old person, always hear a voice crying greatly: “ is not awe-stricken before the truth, want to dare love, dare hate, dare say, dare do! ”
当我拿起陈旧的《朝花夕拾》时，当我看到落满灰尘的《呐喊》时，总会有一丝酸楚冲上喉头，总能够想起一位瘦弱的老人，总听到一个声音在大喊：“在真理面前不要畏惧，要敢爱，敢恨，敢说，敢做！”
Once, there is “ on old and capacious China earth ” of 3 big hill, have a frail scholar that calls Zhou Shu the person, he does not wish oneself lifetime is spent in ignorant. More do not wish people becomes four-footed animal. Then, he had pen name, firm credence pen does a weapon to be able to wake up the people of sleep deeply. Those who become him " cry out " when noise rises, had delimited in inky night sky a lightning, slept lightly a few relatively sober people. He decides to step down all the time. When encountering difficulty, he always can say: “ does not have a road originally on the ground actually, the person that take became much also became a way. ” is in struggled after lifetime, he is final cemetery of death Yu Moguo. But his spirit is done not have by the underground of embedded iciness, be in however generation in the heart of another acting person rooted and gemmiparous. His church the spirit of people cultivate virgin soil, the people of incentive every generation goes before encourage. Full marks / and his pseudonym —— Lu Xun, by the coronal the title with ” of “ nation mood. Be widely read up to now Lu Xun gentleman has a dream, and we also have a dream, just we dare not be dreamy open a way is.
曾经，古老广阔的中华大地上压着“三座大山”，有个叫周树人的文弱书生，他不愿自己的一生在浑浑噩噩中度过。更不愿人民成为走兽。于是，他起了笔名，坚信用笔做武器能唤醒沉睡的人们。当他的《呐喊》声响起时，漆黑的夜空中划过一道闪电，惊醒了较为清醒的几个人。他决定一直走下去。遇到困难时，他总会说：“其实地上本没有路，走的人多了也便成了路。”在奋斗了一生后，他最终长眠于万国公墓。但他的精神并没有被埋入冰冷的地下，而是在一代又一代人的心中生根发芽。他教会了人们拓荒的精神，并激励着每一代的人们砥砺前行。满分/而他的笔名——鲁迅，被冠以“民族魂”的称号。传诵至今鲁迅先生有梦，而我们也有梦，只是我们不敢为梦想开路便是了。
Today, it is thick everywhere pack, the book of large book size, experience genuine literature very hard again, people life is easy and comfortable, choose recreation, chose cowardly, did not have in those days the determination of cultivate virgin soil. The meeting when the literature that when us turn one's head cools gradually discovers, before long, have frown of a “ cold point to ” to numerousing people however it is careless that pleasant of “ bow one's head is those who child bovine ”“ eats, squeeze the writer that those who come out is the ” that suckle blood, in silent writing. When I am cowardly and confused, if Jing thunder blast leaves,be him " cry out " , for my demonstrate direction, and when starting because of obtaining little achievement to admire in me, if shed current to go continuously,be him " hesitation " make me condescending; When because I am insipid when exercise feels be agitated, be him " toward Hua Xishi " make me new and quiet, begin to savor oneself life afresh. Do not forget us please each person some soul, ask after-thought to remove him when you distress because of failing, think his bright double eye, make the person sets his mind at.
在今天，处处都是厚包装，大开本的书，很难再体会到真正的文学了，人们生活安逸，选择娱乐，选择了胆怯，没有了当年拓荒的决心。当我们回首渐渐冷却的文学时会发现，曾几何时，有一位“横眉冷对千夫指”却“俯首甘为孺子牛”“吃的是草，挤出来的是奶血”的作家，在默默的写作。在我胆怯迷茫时，是他如惊雷炸开的《呐喊》，为我指明方向，而在我因取得一点点成绩仰起头时，又是他如绵绵流水流去的《彷徨》使我谦逊；当我因乏味的作业感到烦躁时，又是他的《朝花夕拾》让我重新安静，重新开始来品味自己的人生。请不要忘记我们每一个人都有的魂魄，当你因失败沮丧时请回想起他，想想他明亮的双眸，使人安心。(文/李沛达)