Autumn Thoughts was adapted into a 400 word short story

It was another cool autumn, and Zhang Ji walked quietly on the stone road, looking up. Look, on the tree.

The leaves gradually turned yellow, only to hear the sound of "whew", the leaves on the branches fell off one by one from the branches, and slowly fell to the ground. Zhang Ji walked on the ground covered with fallen leaves, as if he was thinking about something. Suddenly, Zhang borrowed no.

I can't help but think of my relatives in my hometown.

Zhang Ji suddenly wanted to write a letter to express his feelings about his hometown. Zhang Ji spread out the paper with both hands, grinding the ink with his left hand, and thinking about how to write this letter in his mind. But Zhang Ji had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

Express it, and I don't know where to start for a while. Zhang Ji's eyes suddenly lit up, and he lifted his sleeves.

Begin to sketch with a pen. Zhang Ji thought about it while writing, and seemed to recall many past events.

After the letter was written, Zhang Ji's mood could not be calmed for a long time. Zhang Ji cherished this letter very much, because.

It will take a year for this letter to arrive, and if it is not clearly expressed, it will not be possible to do so again until this month of next year.

Send a letter to your loved ones.

Zhang Ji handed the letter to the person who delivered it, and his hand was still trembling slightly. And told the person who sent the letter one with a thousand instructions.

I will definitely deliver the letter to my family. The messenger nodded, turned to mount his horse, and set off. The horse just walked a few times.

step, I saw Zhang Ji shouting:

Wait a minute, wait a minute".

While waving to the horse. Ma stopped, hurriedly took the letter from the person who delivered it, and quickly opened the envelope to check it, Zhang Ji suddenly found that he had forgotten to write a sentence.

With that, Zhang Ji rushed to the room, picked up the brush and quickly added a few words, and then carefully repainted.

A layer of paste, dipped the paper back, and gave the letter to the person who sent it.

The messenger finally set off, Zhang Ji looked at the back of the messenger and silently shed a tear.

The poet Zhang Ji left his hometown and came to Luoyang City. Time is like an arrow, and in a blink of an eye, the autumn girl came to the world, and the leaves withered and yellowed, and they all fell. The cold wind gusted, making people feel extremely desolate and sad, Zhang Ji couldn't help but feel his thoughts, he missed his hometown, missed those villagers, fathers, relatives and friends.

He looked at the falling leaves, like a letter, with his thoughts, floating to his hometown, and burst into tears. Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind, hey, I can write a letter home! As soon as he said it, he immediately went home, picked up a pen and began to write.

One hour, two hours ......When he finished writing a letter of home, he was happy and sad, and he was happy that he could greet his old mother; Sadly, I can't greet my old mother in person. The next day, he found Wang Er, who had delivered the letter, and said to him, "Wang Gongzi please help me send this letter to my old mother."

Wang Er said: "Zhang Gongzi, please rest assured, I will definitely help you deliver it." Just as Wang Er left Zhang's house, Zhang Ji suddenly remembered that some words had not been written, and he immediately stopped Wang Er, "Wang Gongzi, wait" He changed the letter and reluctantly handed it to Wang Er.

So there is the ancient poem of Qiu Si.

I have lived in Luoyang City.

Three or four years, gray hair, my family doesn't know what? Are you still alive? It makes me nervous.

At night, I came to the window, and a bright moon shone a light and faint. I can't help but think of my relatives in my hometown, it's really "the bright moonlight in front of the window, suspected to be frost on the ground, looking up at the bright moon, looking down at my hometown." I burst into tears.

These tears are homesick tears. At this time, suddenly the leaves on the trees fell, and the autumn wind rolled up the leaves again. Hey......

I went to the study and wanted to write a letter to my family, but I didn't know where to start, and I had too many things to say......After a long time, I finally finished writing the letter and fell asleep unconsciously.

Early in the morning, I sealed the letter and tied it with fine silk. The hurried figure rode to the gate of the post station, "Oh! It turns out that you are a special messenger.

He said, "Yes." I gave it to him discreetly, and when he was about to leave, I picked it up again to see if there was anything I had forgotten, and again sealed it and took it to the person who was leaving.

I instructed the messenger to be careful on the road and to be sure to send this letter to my family. Let them know that I'm still here and that it will be two or three years before I can go back.

Looking at him in the distance, hot tears clouded my ......eyes

Rewrite the story of "Autumn Thoughts".

The leaves of the trees turned yellow, and they were ruthlessly blown away by the harsh autumn wind. The poet Zhang Ji, who lived in Luoyang City, couldn't help but think of his hometown when he saw this bleak scene.

He wanted to write a letter to his family. Just as I was about to put pen to paper, I felt a thousand sorrows in my heart. Far from my homeland, how many things I want to say and how many things I want to write!

How much does he want to talk about living alone for a long time, take this opportunity to write everything he wants to say! The poet thought about it again and again, and finally put pen to paper, telling the story of his parting from his family and his heartfelt words.

The letter was finally written, but the poet's mood could not be calmed for a long time. He carefully sealed the letter and told the sender to make sure that it was delivered to his family in good condition. But when the messenger was about to leave, the poet opened the envelope again and read it carefully several times, lest he miss a word.

The messenger finally hit the road, and Zhang Ji watched him until he disappeared into the sky. Later, Zhang Ji wrote this famous poem that has been passed down through the ages - "Autumn Thoughts".

In Luoyang City, I saw the autumn wind blowing again, and there lived a poet in Luoyang City-Zhang Ji. He had a lot of things to do every day, but he missed his hometown very much, but he didn't have time to write to his family. In the past few days, people in Luoyang City have been saying:

Why hasn't my son, whom I haven't seen in years, written to me?! "Yes, my relatives haven't heard from me either. ”…Seeing that people were discussing their hometown and their relatives in their hometown, Zhang Ji couldn't help but miss his relatives, so he took out the pen, paper Yanfeng and ink, and just wrote the beginning of the letter, and when he wanted to write down, someone came to inform him that the biggest official in Luoyang City came to see him and asked him to write a poem as soon as possible.

Zhang Ji has always wanted to write his home as soon as possible and send it out. So after arriving at Tang Daguan's house, he asked Tang Daguan to let him write poems after he finished writing his home.

The Tang official reluctantly agreed, but he said to Zhang Ji impatiently: "You must be fast, I will give you half a pillar of incense time to write your home." Zhang Ji hurriedly agreed, and then hurriedly returned home, picked up the pen and wrote his sorrows in Luoyang City, all kinds of thoughts about his hometown on the letterhead, and hurriedly sealed the letter, and felt that there were still many words that were not clear, and before the messenger set off, he stopped the people, opened the letter and added some content.

In the end, the poem written by Zhang Ji to Tang Daguan is "Autumn Thoughts".

Seeing the autumn breeze in Luoyang City, I want to write a book.

The fear was said in a hurry, and the pedestrians opened it again.

It's been a long time since I've been here, I don't know how my family is?

Good, good

"Autumn Thoughts" rewritten.

A long, long time ago, there was a poet named Zhang Ji in the Tang Dynasty. Because he was erudite and talented, he won the top prize. Later, because of his excellence, he was deeply used by the emperor.

One day, the emperor ordered him to go to Luoyang City to do a big thing. Zhang Ji had to leave his hometown, and he had to leave his elderly mother and virtuous, young and beautiful wife. Before leaving, his old mother said with tears in her eyes

Son, you have to come back early. His wife said, "Xianggong, go early and return early."

Zhang Ji reluctantly stepped into the carriage, he looked back at his old mother and parents, and did not turn back until he could not see them.

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle. The days passed like water. One day two months later, Zhang Ji went out for a walk, he walked in the field, enjoying the beautiful and harmonious scene, and a cool autumn wind blew, which made him miss his hometown.

So, he hurried back to the inn where he was staying in Luoyang City, wanting to write a letter to his relatives in his hometown. When I picked up the pen, a thousand words came to my heart, and I didn't know where to start for a while. After sorting out his thoughts a little, he wrote hard and wrote a full 9 sheets of paper in one go, and he wrote down his joys and sorrows, and all aspects of his situation and situation since he left home.

After sealing the letter, he handed it to the messenger. When the messenger turned to leave, he worried that something might be missing from the hastily written letter. And he said:

Could you please wait a little longer and let me read my letter again, okay? The messenger returned the letter to Zhang Ji. So, he opened the sealed letter and looked at it.

After reading it, he let out a long sigh. He sealed the envelope and gave it to the sender.

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