Selected Stories of Lu Hsun

Selected Stories of Lu Hsun

Selected Stories of Lu Hsun

Selected Stories of Lu Hsun

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When I was young I had many dreams. Most of them are now forgotten, but I see nothing in this to regret; for although recalling the past may bring pleasure, it may also make one lonely, and there is no point in dwelling on it. However, my trouble is that I cannot forget completely, and these stories have resulted from what I have been unable to forget.

For more than four years I used to go, almost daily, to a pawnbroker's and medicine shop. I cannot remember how old I was then; but the counter in the medicine shop was the same height as I, and that in the pawnbroker's twice my height. I used to hand clothes and trinkets up to the counter twice my height, take the money proffered with contempt, then go to the counter the same height as I to buy medicine for my father who was sick. On my return home I had other things to keep me busy, for since the physician who made out the prescriptions was very well-known, he used remarkable drugs: aloe root dug up in winter, sugar-cane that had been three years exposed to frost, twin crickets, and rare aromatic plants...for the most part very difficult to procure. But my father's illness went from bad to worse until he died.

I believe those who sink from prosperity to poverty come, in the process, to understand what the world . . .

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