关／于／鲁／迅邵燕祥雪后兼之以凛冽的寒风一扫，今天北京的天空又像几十年前一样地蓝了。只是缺少一二风筝在晴朗的天空浮动。我十岁内外读了鲁迅的《风筝》，我就觉得我像是他的那个小兄弟了。从那时起，我总把他当作謦咳相闻的同时代人。有时候我以为我理解了他，有时... Off / on / Lu / Xun Shao Yanxiang Snow and after the cold wind swept away, and today the sky in Beijing and as blue as decades ago. Just missing one or two kites floating in the clear sky. I read Lu Xun’s “Kite” when I was ten years old and I felt like I was his little brother. Since then, I always treat him as a contemporary cough. Sometimes I think I understand him, and sometimes ...