Lu Xun Memorial Hall has occupied the Sanban Bridge where I lived as a child, and there is only one intersection and a family in the alley. I had to stroll around. The wooden building I lived in when I was a child was gone. The yard and wells went out from the back door to fly kites in the farmland. The firewood stove of Xu's mother-in-law and sat obediently waiting for me to eat dried bamboo shoots. I also slipped out with my friends to go to the lotus pond in front of the hall to go to adventure. All this is visible and out of reach.