Zhu Ziqing's former residence is located at No. 27 Anle Lane, Yangzhou City, Jiangsu Province. It was built in the late Qing Dynasty and is still intact today. There are three rooms on the two sides, one on the other, two guest rooms, one on the main gate and aisle, and one on the patio. It is a traditional three-pronged folk residence in Yangzhou.

I remember remembering it when I was studying before. Zhu Ziqing's prose can be filled with poetry. Zhu Ziqing's prose describes the scenery by integrating emotion into the scenery, and narratives transform the meaning into the matter. This is the moving part of Zhu Ziqing's prose. He integrated Chinese and Western cultures on the basis of profound classical literature and created a prose system and style with Chinese national characteristics.

The furniture in the hall room exudes an ancient atmosphere, and being in it feels like traveling through.

The bedroom is equipped with old-fashioned furniture, and the west wing is the family's bedroom.

The east wing is occupied by Zhu Ziqing's parents. In "Back" written by Zhu Ziqing, his father is fat. He lived here back then, but now he can only see the portrait of the fat father hanging on the wall, and his back can not be found.

Salute to the white statue of Mr. Zhu to express his inner admiration. On the back of the statue, seven majestic characters were written: "Qingfen Righteousness Spread to the World".

Various materials are displayed in the exhibition hall, introducing Zhu Ziqing's life.

In Zhu Ziqing's era, China was in incomparable darkness, but he did not admit defeat. He used the pen as a weapon and opened up a path full of hope in the darkness. Even if he was in troubled times, he would rather be crushed to pieces than surrender. We must also fight tenaciously.

He is like Qingfen because he is a scholar and an educator is an envoy of Qingfen. Through "Back", the back in a black coat climbed up the platform with difficulty. Zhu Ziqing transformed the power of his father's love into Qingfen. Through "Spring", all things that have just woken up, Zhu Ziqing transformed the vitality of spring into Qingfen, allowing us to experience the hope of new life; through "Moonlight on the Lotus Pond", the winding pond and lotus leaves covered in the fields, Zhu Ziqing transformed nature into Qingfen, bringing us closer to nature.

He is like Qingfen because he is a sincere intellectual patriot. In the struggle against civil war and hunger, although he suffered from gastric ulcers, he still maintained his noble intellectual integrity and precious sentiments, refused to accept flour provided by the United States, and finally died of gastric perforation. This kind of integrity and sentiment turned into a clear fragrance, mixed with the breeze at the entrance of the alley, passed down.

"We are in the human realm, and our hearts are far away from each other." He is a kind of tenacious Qingfen, a kind of Qingfen that never gives up, a kind of Qingfen that loves the motherland. It will be accompanied by the breeze and drift into the future.

"When I talk to Zhu Ziqing, I do things or read his articles, and I feel that I am so sincere, humble, gentle, and simple... His style is like a person, his charm comes from simplicity, his humor comes from loyalty, and his shyness comes from dullness." (Comments by modern educator and writer Yang Zhensheng). The themes of Zhu Ziqing's prose are mainly expressed in five aspects: first, expressing aspirations and expressing ideas; second, visiting tours; third, expressing emotions in writing; fourth, feeling the world; and fifth, criticizing the shortcomings of the times.

"We should write praises to Wen Yiduo and Zhu Ziqing. They express the heroic spirit of our nation." (Mao Zedong's commentary)

There is no longer Mr. Zhu in the bedroom, only the portrait of Mr. Zhu Ziqing, which was done by a famous oil painter.

In a trance, I saw: Zhu Ziqing walking slowly here; he lowered his head, frowned, and was in deep thought; and a moment later, he showed a sigh of emotion. Zhu Ziqing breathed quietly here and lived here...