This video was long for Mù Yǔ, a full five minutes, but for Lu Xun, it was very short; his long life was condensed into these brief five minutes.
"Lu Xun is the most profound novelist in China."
"The world says he 'abandoned medicine for literature,' but he merely changed the scalpel, saving a nation that was ill."
"I forget which work of Lu Xun's it was, from the high school textbook, something about writing an elegy for a female student. A few passages, and I could feel Lu Xun's emotions at the time from the words. The article was boring, but the infectious power was truly amazing. Other authors make me sympathize with the characters and their predicaments. But that one article alone made me feel Lu Xun's own emotions: helplessness, melancholy, anger, and finally, a return to peace."
"If you have nothing to do, you can read Sir's essays; that is the record of his lifelong struggle!
His novels are still too subtle; Sir's essays are like sharp swords piercing the heart!"
"He, a man possessing a powerful National Soul, fearless of life and death, used his pen to awaken every numb and indifferent person, writing about the man-eating realities of the most realistic life of that era. The novels he wrote all expound this fact. His works were nominated for the Nobel Prize in Literature, but he refused. He abandoned medicine for literature because medicine could only heal physical wounds but not the roots of the spirit. Day after day of creation was solely to awaken the hearts of the numb, to ignite their heroic fighting spirit, to rise up and resist, allowing everyone to control their own thoughts, to strive for their own Freedom, and to advance the thinking of those bound by Feudal Thought. His works were like a beam of light, pointing the way for the youth, giving the sleeping lion its own sharp claws. Benefiting the country and the people, never forgetting the original intention of abandoning medicine for literature, he is worthy of his heart, worthy of the people, and worthy of the motherland!"
"When I am silent, I feel full; when I open my mouth, I feel empty."
"Sir was buried in the 20th century, but he lived into the 21st century, and will live even longer."
"All of Lu Xun's books contain only two words: humanity [doge]"
"In today's era of multidimensional invasion by Hegemonist countries, we still need awakeners. A hundred years ago, we opposed man-eating under the guise of benevolence and morality; today, we must also oppose a certain empire eating people under the banner of democracy. I reflect on myself daily, but when reflecting internally, please do not forget: in the West, there is a wall called Freedom, rising into the sky. Those inside the wall see the beautiful starry sky and mistake it for the whole world."
"Only the People's Soul is worth cherishing; only by promoting it can China achieve true progress. — Lu Xun, "The Three Souls of Academia"
All the dynasties fell silent after watching.
Spring and Autumn and Warring States Period
Confucius sighed, "In times of war, the people suffer. The common people are numb. Sir's pen was a sword, cutting through the darkness and filth, calling for wisdom."
Yíng Zhèng stared at the celestial screen for a long time in silence, murmuring to himself, "Rebellion and revolution, an era of man-eating?" He looked into the distance, focusing on the common people outside for the first time with seriousness.
The cruel laws of the Qin Dynasty weighed upon them; their eyes were as numb and indifferent as those of the people on the celestial screen.
Am I "eating people"?
He slowly turned his head and met Lǐ Sī's gaze for a moment. Lǐ Sī quickly understood Yíng Zhèng's meaning.
He performed a kowtow with both hands and respectfully said, "Your humble servant will redouble his efforts to improve the laws of the Qin Dynasty, lighten the punishments for the people, and allow them to rest and recuperate."
Lǐ Shìmín did not speak, but quietly watched the celestial screen. From the life of this man named Lu Xun, he glimpsed an era filled with war and chaos.
After watching, he couldn't help but lament: "When thriving, the common people suffer; when in decline, the common people suffer."
The common people: "Are the people on the celestial screen speaking for us? Do they pity and grieve for our misfortunes?"
"Are they praising us, the ancient people?"
"But what is there to praise? We are not celebrities, nor are we literate. Even if they praise us, we wouldn't understand."
"He cares so much about us; he must be a good official who loves the people!"