On this day, 102 years ago, on August 3, 1923 (June 21, 1923 in the lunar calendar), Lu Xun published the novel collection "Scream". The original cover of "Scream" In August 1923, Xinchao Publishing House launched Lu Xun's collection of novels "Scream". In this collection of novels, people seem to see a warrior riding a war horse, holding a shield and a spear, charging all the way from the sky, shouting in a hoarse voice and running away alone. This collection includes 14 novels by Lu Xun. In the preface to the collection of novels, he told about his loneliness: I felt bored without experience. I think that whenever a person's opinion is praised and reconciled, it is to urge him to move forward, and when he is opposed, it is to urge him to struggle. It is only shouted among the living people, but the living people do not respond. It is neither approval nor opposition. It is like being in an endless wasteland and having nothing to do with it. What a sad thing it is, I therefore regard what I feel as lonely. This loneliness grew up day by day, like a poisonous snake, entangled my soul. However, although I had groundless sadness, I was not angry, because this experience made me reflect on myself and see myself: I was by no means a hero who gathered all the people who responded. It's just that my own loneliness cannot be eliminated, because it is too painful for me. So I used various methods to anesthetize my soul, sink me into the people, and return to ancient times. Later, I also experienced or watched several more lonely and sad things, all of which I did not want to pursue. I was willing to let them and my brain be wiped out in the soil together. But my anesthesia seems to have worked, and it no longer has the impassioned meaning of my youth. But the anesthesia did not extinguish the madness, and he finally wanted to shout. He said that in myself, I thought that I was no longer a person who was forced to speak out, but perhaps I still couldn't forget my lonely sorrow that day, so sometimes I still couldn't help but shout a few times to comfort the brave man running in loneliness, so that he was not afraid to be the first one.