Lu Xun's Snow

The rain that warms the country has never turned into a cold, hard and brilliant snowflake. Well-informed people think he is monotonous. Does he feel unhappy? The snow in Jiangnan is very beautiful. That's the news of youth that is still looming, and it's the skin of a very strong virgin. In the snowfield, there are blood-red camellias, single-petal plum blossoms with dark green in white and wintersweet with dark yellow chin; There are cool green weeds under the snow.

Hu Die did not; I really can't remember whether bees come to collect honey from camellia and plum blossoms. But my eyes seem to see flowers blooming in the snow in winter, and many bees are busy flying. I can hear their buzzing sound.

Children's hands, red with cold, are like purple bud ginger, and seven or eight of them get together to make snow arhats. Because it was unsuccessful, whose father also came to help. Lohan is much taller than children, although it is only a bunch of small tops and big bottoms, and finally it is unclear whether it is a gourd or a Lohan; But it's white and bright, and it's glued together with its own water, and the whole ground shines.

The next day, several children came to see him and asked him. By the way, he clapped his hands, nodded and smiled. But he finally sat alone. Sunny days come to soothe his skin again, and cold nights make him opaque; The continuous sunny days made him wonder what it was, and the rouge on his mouth gradually faded.

Yes, it is lonely snow, dead rain, the soul of rain.

Source: From Lu Xun's essay Snow.

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Creative background:

This article was written in 1925, an extraordinary period. The revolutionary situation in the south is booming, which can be described as spring blossoms. However, the north is still in the cold winter. Facing the dark reality and the cold season, Lu Xun wrote his own mood in the article, seeking "the destroyer of revolution" and striving for the ideal spring with the spirit of a thorough revolutionary democratic fighter.

Poets are good at unifying the color changes of language and music melody with their own ideological content. The adaptation of the two is the easiest to stimulate readers' thoughts and emotions.

There is a hint of youth in the snow scene in Jiangnan, and the description of her highlights the beauty and magnificence of the images in the poem; In that beautiful scene, the sound of bees and the laughter of children seem to be playing extremely harmonious and beautiful spring music.