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Definition: 胡斯（1369—1415），捷克爱国主义者和宗教改革家。
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The Real Story of Ah Q
Chapter One Preface For more than a year, I've been contemplating writing the definitive biography of a certain Mr. Ah Q. Yet, as I prepare to put pen to paper, I find myself reflecting on the past, a clear sign that I'm not a person of unwavering conviction. The immortal pen, they say, must record the deeds of an immortal soul. Thus, the person is immortalized through the writing, and the writing through the person – a cycle that blurs the lines of dependency. Eventually, I find myself tasked with… -
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The Playfulness of the Opera
In the span of twenty years, I've only had the chance to watch Chinese opera twice. For the first decade, I steered clear of it, lacking both the desire and the opportunity. Both experiences occurred in the latter half, yet neither left a lasting impression before I departed. The first encounter was in the inaugural year of the Republic when I first set foot in Beijing. A friend, keen on sharing the city's cultural offerings, suggested that I broaden my horizons by experiencing a performance. Intrigued…-
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The Playful Ducks
After the Russian poet, Mr. Elroy Shanko, who was blind, arrived in Beijing with his six-stringed lyre, he soon complained to me, "Lonely, so lonely, a loneliness akin to that of a desert!" His words likely reflect a profound truth, yet I, having grown accustomed to the city, have not felt this solitude. Instead, I find Beijing to be quite bustling. However, the very noise I perceive might be the loneliness he speaks of. It seems to me that in Beijing, spring and autumn are but a fleeting moment.…-
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THE NEW YEAR’S SACRIFICE
New Year's Eve of the old calendar seems after all more like the real New Year's Eve; for, to say nothing of the villages and towns, even in the air there is a feeling that New Year is coming. From the pale, lowering evening clouds issue frequent flashes of lightning, followed by a rumbling sound of firecrackers celebrating the departure of the Hearth God; while, nearer by, the firecrackers explode even more violently, and before the deafening report dies away the air is filled with a faint smell of…-
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THE MISANTHROPE
I My friendship with Wei Lien-shu, now that I come to think of it, was certainly a strange one. It began and ended with a funeral. When I lived in S----, I often heard him mentioned as an odd fellow: after studying zoology, he had become a history teacher in a middle school. He treated others in cavalier fashion, yet liked to concern himself with their affairs; and while maintaining that the family system should be abolished, he sent his salary to his grandmother the same day that he drew it. He had…-
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THE DIVORCE
"Ah, Uncle Mu! A happy New Year and good luck to you!" "How are you, Pa-san? Happy New Year! . . ." "Happy New Year! So Ai-ku's here as well. . . ." "Well met, Grandad Mu! . . ." As Chuang Mu-san and his daughter Ai-ku stepped down into the boat from Magnolia Bridge Wharf a hum of voices broke out on board. Some of the passengers clasped their hands and bowed, and four places were vacated on the benches of the cabin. Calling out greetings, Chuang Mu-san sat down, leaning his long pipe against…-
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STORM IN A TEACUP
The sun's bright yellow rays had gradually faded on the mud flat by the river. The leaves of the tallow trees beside the river were at last able to draw a parched breath, while a few striped mosquitoes danced, humming, beneath them. Less smoke was coming from the kitchen chimneys of the peasants' houses along the river, as women and children sprinkled water on the ground before their doors and brought out little tables and stools. You could tell it was time for the evening meal. The old folk and the men…-
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Storm in a Teacup
As the sun dipped below the horizon, its golden hues began to wane over the riverbank. The leaves of the Chinese tallow trees, just released from their parched state, were abuzz with a few mosquitoes dancing beneath them. The smoke from the farmhouse chimneys started to thin, signaling the end of the day's cooking. Women and children sprinkled water on the earthen courtyards outside their homes and arranged small tables and low stools, a clear indication that dinnertime had arrived. Elders and men…-
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SOAP
With her back to the north window in the slanting sunlight, Ssu-min's wife with her eight-year-old daughter, Hsiu-erh, was pasting paper money for the dead when she heard the slow, heavy footsteps of someone in cloth shoes and knew her husband was back. Paying no attention, she simply went on pasting coins. But the tread of cloth shoes drew nearer and nearer, till it finally stopped beside her. Then she could not help looking up to see Ssu-min before her, bunching his shoulders and stooping forward to…-
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Preface
In my youth, I was blessed with a multitude of dreams, most of which have now faded from my memory, and I harbor no regrets over their loss. Memories, while capable of bringing joy, can also lead to a sense of desolation, as the threads of our spirit remain tethered to the silent moments of the past. What significance does this hold? Yet, I am haunted by the fragments that refuse to fade, and these remnants have become the genesis of "Call to Arms." For more than four years, I was a frequent…-
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