没有人知道,倔强的鲁迅曾经吃了多少苦;也没有人知道,伟大的鲁迅在一个非人的世界里承载了多少伤悲。是的,已经整整一个世纪,我们还清晰地听到先生的怒骂,我们还隐隐地听到国民在哭泣。但是,有谁真正地理解过先生的苦心,有谁在先生慈悲的愤怒中惊醒,惊醒于麻木中的昏睡,惊醒于做一个自由而有人性的国民。先生一生里只有一支笔,一个爱他的学生,一群朋友。但 No one knows how much bitter the stubborn Lu Xun has eaten; no one knows how much sorrow the great Lu Xun has in a nonhuman world. Yes, it has been a century since we heard clearly my husband's curse, and we still heard people crying faintly. But who really understands Mr.'s hardship, who awakens in Mr. Mercy's anger, awakens in lethargy in numbness, and awakens in being a free and human nation. Only one pen in his life, a student who loved him, a group of friends. but