A letter to Zhang s family, what is the content of Zhang s letter to his family?

You can't stop talking. Looks much like you. How can it be? You yourself say the long one. Ay! Very handsome.

Because I should write about my beloved father, is your health okay?

The weather is gradually cooling, the edamame leaves growing on the edge of the fence have revealed the yellow color, the white wild chrysanthemums, clumps of grass piled up, and small yellow flowers trembling in the cool autumn wind, all these cold scenes, the most likely to arouse people's autumn thoughts.

On the evening of this day, Luoyang City suddenly strong wind, the great poet Zhang Ji from time to time anxiously looked at the center of the street, his heart was very worried, he was worried about the old mother and wife and children in his hometown, worried about their health, so he decided to write a letter, but wanted to write too many words, for a while I didn't know where to write, I saw Zhang Ji in the house with a pen walked over, walked over, has been a long time, Zhang Ji finally wrote, Zhang Ji wrote very fast, after a while he wrote his letter to his family, and loaded into an envelope. But Zhang Ji always felt that he had written something less, so he opened the envelope and read it again, and then found another letter and asked him to send the letter to his distant family. Just as the letter was about to leave, Zhang Ji replied to the letter again, picked up the pen and added a poem:

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. When he had finished writing this, he gave the letter to the letterman, and then he watched as the letterman slowly disappeared in the setting sun on his horse.

And he refused to leave for a long time.

After watching the letter leave, Zhang Ji returned to the hotel, and for the next few days, Zhang Ji kept wondering if his family would receive the letter, and when it would ....... receive itIt wasn't until he received a reply from his family half a month later that the stone hanging in his heart finally landed.

Autumn is coming. One day, Zhang Ji went out for a walk after dinner, and a gust of autumn wind blew from afar, cool, Zhang Ji subconsciously tightened his collar, although the beautiful scenery was infinite, he couldn't see it, and he was thinking: I don't know how my relatives have been over the years, have the two elders worn more clothes?

Hurry up and write a letter! After writing the letter, Zhang's homesick heart was a little relieved. He asked the villager to bring a letter to his family.

When the messenger was about to go on the road, Zhang Ji called the fellow back, opened the letter and read it a few times, gave it to the fellow, and waited for the villager to go away. Zhang Ji chanted: Seeing the autumn breeze in Luoyang City, I want to be a family writer.

Parents: Hello! It's been years since I've been home to see you, but I've always been worried about you. I don't know my father.

Is your rheumatism cured? You two elders must pay attention to your body, it's autumn.

Add a few extra pieces of clothing. If you need anything, just write to me and I will do my best. I live outside.

It's very good, you don't have to worry about the second elder, if it's okay for the Chinese New Year this year, I will take the time to go home to accompany your second elder, if you can't go back this year, I will write a letter to your second elder. I've been there for years, but I'll go back one day and see how beautiful I am.

's hometown, and then look at your second elder, as well as your wife and children.

I think the child should be sensible too! I wonder if the child will help you do things? Have you ever been filial to your second elder?

When you are bored, ask your child to chat with your two elders. And I can only be away for many years, I don't have the instinct to be a father, I don't have the instinct to be a husband, and I don't have the instinct to be a son, I'm really unfilial, even children and wives are not as good, I am filial to your second elder.

It's really shorter than the time I spent outside, and if there was a time, I would definitely make up for it.

I miss it very much.

You are the second elder, but I can only write my thoughts in the letter, I have endless words every time, and every night I will wonder if your second elder's gray hair is a lot more laughing? Are there more wrinkles on your face? I still have a lot of things to know, but I'm afraid that you won't come up, so I'll ask these questions I want to know the most!

Wish: Good health.

Good luck! Zhang Ji.

Fellow relatives, everything is fine with me here, please do not be discouraged.

Suddenly a gust of autumn wind blew, Zhang Ji shivered with cold, he had to go back to the house, and found a padded jacket from the wardrobe that his mother sewed for him when he left.

He looked at the padded jacket and remembered his elderly mother, so he picked up the brush and wrote on the paper grinding imitation: Mother, how is your body good? As the weather gets colder, you need to dress extra to avoid catching a cold. Please don't worry about me, I'm doing well.

Zhang Ji came to Luoyang City for business, and suddenly saw the big trees falling their leaves, and a cool autumn wind was blowing in his face. Zhang Ji felt very disappointed and knew that autumn was coming. Zhang Yi misses his family very much, and seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, he doesn't know what happened to his family.

He immediately remembered the poem: "Being alone in a foreign land as a stranger, thinking of relatives every festival".

I'd better write a letter to my family! Zhang Ji said to himself. Zhang Ji picked up the pen and couldn't write for a long time, how could his homesickness and nostalgia be expressed in a letter?

After a long time, he wrote a few words in the letter: "Old mother, are you okay? Sick father, rest well and pay attention to your body.

Wife, don't be too tired, for the sake of the family, you can find another way. Son! You have to go to the school every day!

You can't skip class, and you must listen to what the gentleman says. The day after tomorrow will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, be happy at the reunion dinner, don't worry too much about me. ”

After writing, Zhang Jizheng wanted to go out and find a messenger, his fellow countryman Yang Kai happened to return to his hometown, Zhang Ji hurriedly handed over the letter to him, and Yang Kai put the letter in the sack. Zhang Ji told Yang Kai a thousand times, and told his friends to complain to him, "Only my wife is literate at home!" When you get home, be sure to ask about your home.

Yang Kai was about to set off, Zhang Ji didn't know why, he always felt that he didn't express his homesickness when he wrote. He hurriedly stopped Yang Kai, took out the letter from Yang Kai's sack, opened the letter Chi Huai, and looked at it over and over again. Although there were about 100 words, he read them for a long time.

In the end, he put it down, sealed the envelope, and put it in Yang Kai's sack. Zhang Ji let Yang Kai go with confidence, Yang Kai had already gone away, but Zhang Ji was still watching there, this is the mood of the distant wanderer who misses his hometown.