The reflection of the mountain is so long, and the boat is quietly driving on the mirror-like lake of jade, as if afraid of waking up something. The sunset glow reflected the lake, and everything became fiery red. All this seems to be changing too fast, and the fish in the water are also curious to show their heads.
At this time, the tide is rising and the river is wider. At this moment, I am the only one on the Yangtze River. I stood at the bow, and the river kept beating against the hull. Looking at the wide river and the fiery red sky, there is a feeling of vast expanse of sky and flowers.
The breeze blew and the sails were full. The ship struggled along. Birds and insects are singing in the ear, sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent. Lie down and enjoy what nature has brought me.
When I woke up again, it was dawn, but the moon was still in the sky. Everything that happened last night came to my mind. Looking at the newborn sun again, I can't help but feel that the darkness is followed by dawn, and a sense of hope arises spontaneously.
It suddenly occurred to me that the New Year is coming. There are mothers, wives and children at home, and there are scalpers and black dogs at home. At this time of last year, the family got together and respected each other. At this time, I am alone and unable to reunite with my relatives. I feel a little sad in my heart, but when I think that I am busy for my country and I am busy for my country, that feeling of sadness will gradually fade away.
Whenever this happens, I will start writing letters from home. At this point, I have written several letters from home, but I don't know how to send them back to my hometown.
No sooner had the geese returned to the north than the letter brought me back. Just ask the goose to deliver the letter.
"My son travels, and I hope my mother will not be afraid of her son coming back. The geese flew south and north, and I came back from a long trip soon. "