Xiao Hong (1911-1942)
Xiao Hong or Hsiao Hung was a Chinese writer. Her ruming was Zhang Ronghua Her xueming was Zhang Xiuhuan, name Zhang Naiying was changed by her grandfather; she also used the pen name Qiao Yin and Lingling. (Xiao Hong Quotes)
“In our part of the country, spring passes quickly. If you haven’t been out for five days, you find the trees in bud. If you don’t see the trees for another five days, you discover that they’ve put out leaves. In another five days, they’re so green you wouldn’t recognize them. It makes you wonder: Can these be the same trees I saw a few days before? And you answer yourself: Of course they are. That’s how fast spring goes by. You can almost see it. From far away it comes racing toward you. And when it reaches you it whispers in your ear, ‘I’m here,’ and then runs swiftly on.”
Xiao Hong
“Spring – what a rush it’s in. Every place seems to be urging it to come. If it delays its arrival a bit, the sunlight fades and the earth turns to stone. Trees especially can’t endure any delay. Let spring dally even briefly on the way, and many lives are lost.”
Xiao Hong
“That’s what life is all about – you’re busy, I’m busy, and the end result is death. Sooner or later, that’s what it comes to.”
Xiao Hong
“This time we’ll be fighting for the nation. The company commander says that it’s better to be the ghost of a fallen soldier than a nationless slave. For the sake of our fellow countrymen, our families and our children, we have to resist to the very end.”
Xiao Hong
“What they were thinking was that big pieces of lumber like this should be used to make tables or chairs or to repair a house or make window frames; wood like this was hard to find.”
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