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The Friendship between Ba Jin and Lu Xun Among our writers, some people, with strong jealousy, attack others and raise themselves. It should be said that it is normal for writers to have some competitive psychology, just like athletes running on the runway. If you want to win the championship, you must speed up and run faster than others, instead of knocking down or tripping your opponent in the game to achieve your personal goals. Similarly, if you want to surpass others and become an accomplished writer, you must work harder and persevere than others. At the same time, you must give full play to your potential and seize the opportunity of success appropriately. Never be jealous or attack others. Jealousy and attack will not corrupt others. On the contrary, it is often oneself who falls down. You will destroy your personality and dignity because of jealousy and attacking others, and pay a heavy price.

Although people understand this truth, today, there are still a few stupid writers who take pains to attack and slander other writers. They even targeted prestigious writers who had been recognized for a long time in history and literature. In their logic, the more prestigious the target is, the higher they can lift it. To this end, they do not hesitate to use all kinds of despicable means, including taking it out of context, taking it out of context, making it out of nothing, misinterpreting it, and boasting.

We advocate turning our backs on the literary world and facing literature, advocating blind date between literati and opposing contempt for literati. Many of our writers have done this. This makes the mainstream of our Shantou literary world full of righteousness forever.

Literati dating should be an eternal theme in the literary world.

Ba Jin set an example for literati blind date. He used his sincerity to make the friendship between literary friends last forever.

In his early years, Ba Jin decided not to be a scholar and stay away from it. 1933 In the spring, he wrote an article "My Call Sign" to his brother in Nanjing, in which he wrote: "I am determined not to be a scholar. You know I've always hated literati. We often say, don't be a scholar in the future. Because literati are not direct predators, nor are they tools of predators. " "In order to be a truly brave person, to be loyal to my beliefs, and not to ruin my life one day, I should stay away from those literati." Of course, the "literati" mentioned by Ba Jin refers to those intellectuals who are used to spreading rumors, exploiting, attacking and paying tribute. "Who knows that the cruel fate makes me look like a scholar today, and everything we hate is added to me." They surrounded the young Ba Jin, making him "unable to breathe free air".

Ba Jin, regarded as a scholar, has few problems with those scholars. On the contrary, Ba Jin always shines with noble qualities. For literary friends, he always confides, treats others with sincerity, gets along with each other sincerely, and respects each other on blind dates.

Ba Jin's respect and love for Mr. Lu Xun is even more touching.

1936 10/9, when Mr. Lu Xun passed away, wreaths, condolences, elegies, tears and mourning poured into Shanghai from all over China. Every newspaper in small cities has also published mourning articles, and even the most remote towns and villages are full of sad cries. Ba Jin, only 32 years old, spent four serious and sad days in universal funeral parlour. Before Ba Jin's eyes, Lu Xun is still a kind face in a deep sleep. This may be a dream, but what if he really sits up? This is not a dream. The mentor whom Ba Jin always admired has left us forever. A white ribbon on the wreath next to it says "Mr. Spirit is immortal", but the blank in Ba Jin's heart can never be filled. Ba Jin stood by Mr. Wang's body for a long time, which opened the curtain for people who paid tribute to his body. Everyone wants to see more, but there is such a long queue behind, and they are still urging him, which makes Ba Jin very contradictory.

After the ceremony was held in the cemetery, Ba Jin and his thirteen or fourteen people lifted the coffin. Hu Yuzhi suddenly ran out of the crowd and put his palm under the coffin. Ba Jin was moved. He thought: at this moment, all the hearts are connected by Mr. Lu Xun lying in the coffin. Although Mr. Wang has gone, everything about him has become sacred. His personality is really great, and his article is really profound. His eternal youthful enthusiasm and unyielding warrior spirit will remain in his profound works forever.

In the absence of Mr. Lu Xun, Ba Jin buried his head in front of his body with deep respect and missed his great life for a long time. The death of this brave soldier who never gives in to death has caused us to lose a great mentor, a bosom friend who really cares about them, a loyal spokesman for the people of China, and a pioneer and soldier with great summoning power for the national liberation movement in China. With his pen and heart, he did things that giants could never accomplish in their lifetime. Even when he closed his eyes quietly, he attracted thousands of people to him. His death is an irreparable loss to the people of China.

Ba Jin pointed out in the article "Mourning for Mr. Lu Xun" written in June 1936+00: "Mr. Lu Xun's personality is greater than his works. For twenty or thirty years, his voice of justice resounded through the night in China. In the wilderness full of thorns, he held high the flame of thought and led countless young people to the distant light. " "Of course, we cherish his achievements in literature, and like many others, we think that his works can be included in the world's immortal masterpieces, but what we value more is that he is a great warrior in the national liberation movement; He is a brave pioneer of the human liberation movement. "

Ba Jin praised: a simple letter from an ignorant person can arouse the confession of her husband's heart; The appeal of a young man in distress will also get his sympathy and help. No writer in China cares so much about youth as he does.

Goodbye, Mr. Lu Xun! You said, forget me. No one can forget you. You will live, live in our hearts, and live in the hearts of all China people. You live to see how you can carry on your legacy and move forward on the road of national liberation in China-Ba Jin thought so for a long time, with infinite respect.

One autumn night twenty years after Lu Xun's death. It is raining outside the window, and the sky is as black as a plate of ink. The wind blew in from the window, and the lamp on the desk flashed a few times. Ba Jingang turned to the last page of Weeds, looked up and suddenly saw Mr. Lu Xun standing in front of him. Still short stature, black robe, thick eyebrows, thick upper lip beard, deep eyes and kind smile. He walked around the room and then sat in a chair. He smokes, he reads, he talks, he writes, he rests on the cane chair, and he suddenly gives a hearty laugh ... everything is so natural.

The sky outside the window was dark. As long as he raised his eyes, the room lit up immediately. His eyes seem to look at your heart. As soon as he opens his mouth, every word clearly enters your heart. He never teaches. He comforts you, cares about you, encourages you, slowly opens his eyes, sincerely holds your hand and slowly moves forward. If there is a stumbling block, he will kick it away for you. Ba Jin knows that many people, especially young people, turn to him for help because of mental trauma. He carefully helped them heal their wounds and encouraged them to get up the courage to continue to move toward the light.

It was raining heavily, the wind was shaking, and the lights in the room were dim, but Ba Jin found that the dazzling light came from where Mr. Lu Xun was sitting. Staring at Ba Jin, I saw a red-hot heart through his black robe! Mr. Wang's heart has been burning, so bright red and transparent. Ba Jin looked at this radiant red heart, his whole body was burning with blood, and he felt a strong desire for dedication.

Mr. Lu Xun stood up and went to the window. His fiery heart is still burning in his chest. This heart has been burning for many years, always glowing and guiding people. Many young people, including Ba Jin himself, have been warmed, encouraged and encouraged by this experience.

At night, it is very quiet. You can even hear the burning voice of Mr. Lu Xun's inner "must be peeled off". Mr. Wang slowly pressed a hand to his chest. Ba Jin felt that Mr. Wang's body seemed to tremble slightly. He heard Mr. Wang say excitedly, "Forget me and mind your own life. But I will never forget you. " "Is there anything I can't show you?" Mr. Wang shouted: "Bravely continue to move towards greater light!" "

Ba Jin clearly saw Lu Xun's red burning heart, which rose higher and higher, like a red sun rising in Ran Ran, rising into the air and hanging in the sky. Ba Jin looked up, and the first thing he saw was a burning heart. Look carefully again, Mr. Ba Jin's kind face hangs clearly in the air. How happy he is laughing! That's a beautiful smiling face that Ba Jin has never seen before!

At this time, Ba Jin found in the room that Mr. Lu Xun had not changed at all. Mr. Wang is still so enthusiastic, so sincere, so kind and so quiet. The gentleman sitting in the chair gave off a hot breath. Ba Jin felt the room getting warmer and warmer. Ba Jin knows that Mr. Wang is not dead and will never die!

Ba Jin and many young people sincerely begged Mr. Wang: "Don't leave us!" Ba Jin heard Mr. Wang's resounding answer: "I will never leave you!" " "This is the voice I have been used to for many years.

Ba Jin returned to his desk and closed Weeds. He was surprised to find a bright red heart burning in the book. It turned out that Ba Jin had a warm dream leaning against Lu Xun's Wild Grass on an autumn night.

There is also the sound of rain outside the window, the sound of raindrops on banana leaves in autumn night, and the sound of water drops on the stone steps in front of the eaves, all of which are beautiful. Ba Jin, who woke up in a dream, seemed to see Mr. Lu Xun's shining and burning heart in the book.

The burning red hearts of autumn rain on this autumn night made Ba Jin unforgettable.

It was an autumn morning twenty years after Lu Xun died. Looking at the coffin in front of Teacher Wang's new grave slowly falling into the grave, Ba Jin remembered the scene twenty years ago. At that time, Soong Ching Ling spoke emotionally to 6,000 mourners. She comforted Ms. Xu Guangping who was crying beside her with "the light of the future". Today, she silently supports Ms. Xu Guangping who is immersed in tears. Ba Jin, like Soong Ching Ling, showed deep nostalgia for Mr. Lu Xun in sympathetic eyes. After the grave was closed and the funeral music stopped, Ba Jin and they looked up and saw the tall tombstone and sculpture of Mr. Lu Xun inscribed by Chairman Mao, and their faces showed a gratifying expression that had never been seen twenty years ago. Yes, the people stood up and the light came to China. For twenty years, the unshakable ideal of a better life on earth has shone on Ba Jin and their faces.

At that time, Ba Jin and many people fantasized that Mr. Lu Xun would stand up from the "cane chair". They all looked forward to helping Mr. Lu go out, showing him today's new China, seeing the bright scene he had been pursuing all his life, and telling him many exciting things that had happened over the years. At the moment, Ba Jin and many people have a lot to say to Mr. Wang. However, Mr. Wang still sits quietly on the "cane chair" with a kind smile on his face. He can't stand up anymore. Ba Jin can only help him sit and watch the world, but he can never help him stand up.

The autumn sun shines on the statue of Mr. Lu Xun, and the white statue is bathed in golden brilliance, which is even more dazzling and becomes a symbol of light. The light from here has attracted the eyes and hearts of countless people. Ba Jin 'an sits in Hongkou Park, where the grass is green and the flowers are red. Ann sat in front of the statue of Lu Xun, accompanied by Lu Xun, who was not lonely, and refused to leave for a long time.

A breeze blew the osmanthus flowers behind Mr. Wang's tomb and the flowers on the wreaths piled up in front of the tomb. The dense green leaves of two tall magnolia trees in front of the tomb danced gently with the wind. Next spring, they will produce many silver flowers, and wisteria will decorate the flower stands on both sides with countless purple flowers. Looking at Mr. Wang sleeping quietly among the flowers, Ba Jin felt extremely gratified.

Ba Jin and many others reluctantly walked out of Hongkou Park with eternal memory of Mr. Lu Xun. Everyone felt the light of Mr. Wang's sitting statue as a symbol of light and the warmth in his heart. Ba Jin thought: in that dark and sad day, Mr. Wang did not leave us; Now, in the bright and happy days, Mr. Wang has not left us, and he will always be in our hearts.

Ba Jin's respect and love for Lu Xun is eternal. The model of the master will leave an eternal story for the literary world and give us profound enlightenment forever.

Ba Jin is so close to Lu Xun that he is full of sincere love for many writers and literary friends.

Ba Jin and his writer friends Ma Zongrong and Shi Mi have forged a profound friendship in their career and life. Shimi is an ordinary person, and her writing has a true and simple beauty. She is a fighter of social revolution, and she has United many revolutionaries. Her home seems to be a club for literary friends. On one occasion, entrusted by a friend, Ba Jin brought a pistol, a hundred bullets and a pack of anti-Japanese documents from Hongkou to her house for safekeeping under the alert of the Japanese Marine Corps. She accepted the box brought by Ba Jin without hesitation. Those things were kept in her house for a year until she left Shanghai.

After the fall of Shanghai, Shimi and Ma Zongrong sent urgent telegrams for many times, asking about Ba Jin's safety, and writing letters to persuade Ba Jin to leave the "island" and go to them. In those years, Ba Jin met all kinds of troubles in his life and career. He can't cope with everything calmly and often indulges in pain. Mr. and Mrs. Shimei enlightened and comforted him and gave him a lot of help.

For national independence and survival, many people silently sacrificed themselves. Shi Mi and Zong Rong have passed away. Missing, deep missing cut Ba Jin's heart. He couldn't stop his grief, and the death of Wenyou left him an irreparable emptiness. Memory and grief forced Ba Jin to write an affectionate eulogy in memory of Shi Mi and Zong Rong. Their son Ma Shaomi was only nine years old when 1948 became an orphan. Ba Jin directly took Ma Shaomi and his sister Ma Xiaomi home from the memorial service and raised them as his own children. For decades, Ba Jin has kept this secret.

1April, 938, Ba Jin wrote sincerely in the eulogy of "In Memory of Friends": "We will hold high the torch you put down in your hands, and we will hold it higher, so that you and our ideals can be realized at an early date. I know this will be your happiest time. On that day, you will live, live in our hearts and live in our ideals. "

Ba Jin's sincere and profound friendship with Shi Mi and Zong Rong has touched friends in the literary world for a long time and remained in the literary world and among the people.

The life of Lu Xun and Ba Jin has left us many stories of literati dating.