英语习作

最美的诗意

That day looking at Taiwan writer sanmao "dream flower fall to know how much", my tears, even want to whimper, I am sanmao and jose's dependence, love, touching, do not give up and moved. Later, after reading several articles, I was always affected by the sincere feelings and tears. Later, I occasionally read a friend's diary, is miss her loved ones article, I cried again. Later, I dreamed of the dead grandfather, I do not know what the reason, this time, I always feel hazy moist eyes, always looking for reasons and I do not know, is the Mid-Autumn festival is approaching, lost relatives there miss me, or I miss my loved ones? I can only tear, write this text to my dead relatives.

I can not write such as zhu ziqing "back" as miss the words of their loved ones, although my grandfather left me for ten years, he is still vaguely, but the love has not gone far.

If grandpa was the tree in the sky, would I be one of the leaves? The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the deciduous leaves gather to return to spread, the jackdaw habitat returns jing li bai's autumn wind, is not my autumn wind, is to the grandfather affectionate call, is to the family member's missing.

Miss grandpa, every time the Mid-Autumn festival I rarely smile, perhaps, smile was confiscated sadness.

I vaguely remember that my grandfather had a little leisure to do farm work, sagebrush feeding pig, sitting on the edge of the ridge grinding the knife, is very hard-working. But then my grandfather got tuberculosis

Yeah! No one can escape death, everyone will leave this world, thousands of troops, looking back at the mountains no one.

The Mid-Autumn festival is coming. I folded a spring and a stream in my dream. But I really feel that grandpa has been with me, accompany me through all the ups and downs of youth.

The Mid-Autumn moon is a feast for the eyes, looking up at the sky, see a round moon, but not what we often say is a clear round moon, the sky has layers of clear clouds, such as smoke like fog, covered in the moonlight. The moon halo is exactly this full moon and the matchmaker of clear cloud, pull in between them, light point on a circle, neither a presumptuous guest usurps the host, and have all kinds of delicate. At this time, the night breeze is soft and looks like light clouds like silk clouds, surrounding the bright moon rising slowly. The moonlight reflects a silver scene around it, which is not as colorful as the morning glow, but appears simple and elegant. How many watched it with delight, and how many watched it with thought.

Go back to the source, every day is the wind and rain of the world's eyes. Only the family, only my grandfather supported me through countless spring, summer, autumn and winter, but also a life can not let go of the memory and miss.

The memory of grandpa, you can do, only good good study day day up, only the unfinished family, unfinished thoughts, memories, like origami, to grandpa in heaven.

Paper short love long, miss sound, miss deeply......

安然

真多哦，不懂

西窗先生

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