Rewriting "秋思"

Autumn wind in Luoyang city. At this time, the poet Zhang Ji strolled along the riverside, walking and looking at the maple trees along the roadside, the maple trees were all red, and from time to time, a piece of fiery red leaves floated. A gust of wind blew, Zhang Ji felt a chill, and the small flowers on the side of the road were bent over, Zhang Ji licked his neck. He looked up and saw the geese flying south in the sky, saying: Autumn is coming.

A few days is August 15th, looking at the bleak scenery, Zhang Ji remembered the scene of spending a holiday with his loved ones at home last year: Last Mid-Autumn Festival, I enjoyed the moon with my family, eating moon cakes, and enjoying it. . The old mother also helped me to sew clothes at home. The children also played with me. My wife helped me to cook porridge. Now I don’t know if my mother’s body is good. I have been suffering from asthma. Has the child grown taller? Is the wife's body good? Is the old father healthy?

When I left, my mother asked me to add more clothes; my wife gave me a bag of dry food, and my father asked me to take care of myself when I went out.

When Zhang Jitai misses his hometown, he hurriedly wanted to write a letter to his relatives in the family. It was difficult to say a word. He didn’t know where to start. The pen in his hand was like a huge stone. He pondered for a while.

Just drop the pen. On the second day, the messenger came. When the messenger wanted to leave, Zhang Ji called: "Wait. Then Zhang Ji added some content. The messenger set off. Zhang Ji looked at the back of the messenger. I thought: If I can go home, how good it is, Zhang Ji can not help but shed tears.

He made a poem in Luoyang City: Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City, the writer wants to write a lot of books. The terrorism is in a hurry and the pedestrians are opening and opening.

Fifth grade: the sky