洛阳城里,秋风渐起,一片片黄灿灿的树叶,犹如一把把小伞从天而降,这位漂泊在外几十年未归家的游子,独自漫步在铺满树叶的巷子里,他不知道自己一直在寻找什么,更不知自己什么时候能回家。他就是张籍。秋天来了又去,他不知道自己在洛阳城里过了多少个秋天了。他想:自己在外漂泊了几十年,家里怎么样,哥哥姐姐们还好吗?爹和娘怎样?一个个亲人就像湖底不断往上冒的水珠蹿到了自己的眼前,慈祥而苍老的双亲,还有依然美丽贤惠的妻子……他不由得加快了回家的步伐,他觉得应该给家里写一封信。他提起笔在一张纸上写道:哥哥姐姐们,你们还好吗?我在外面飘泊几十年,一直都没有回家看看你们,爹和娘怎么样?又是一年秋天到,家里的庄稼又成熟了,爹和娘肯定乐得合不拢嘴,你们…… Luoyang city, the autumn wind gradually, a piece of Huang Cancan leaves, like an umbrella from heaven, the wandering outside for decades did not go home wander alone walk in the alley covered with leaves, he did not know he has been What to look for, but do not know when to go home. He is Zhang Ji. Autumn came and went, he did not know how many autumn in the city of Luoyang. He thought he had wandered outside for decades, how was his family, how were his elder sisters and sisters? How did his father and mother? One by one, their loved ones were like the drops of water running up to the bottom of the lake. Parents, and still beautiful and virtuous wife ... He could not help but speed up the pace of going home, he felt he should write a letter to the family. He filed a pen on a piece of paper and wrote: Brother and Sister, how are you doing? I wander outside for decades, and I have not returned home to see you, how are my dad and my mother? The family’s crops are ripe again, and my father and mother will surely get a glimpse of you, you ...