"Remembering my brother in the moonlit expansion" is 400 words.

On the rostrum, the defenders just beat drums, and there was no one on the road. In the cold autumn, this border town is even more desolate and desolate after the baptism of war. In the distance, a lone goose struggled to fly in the autumn wind, and from time to time gave out a lonely cry. Suddenly Zheng, today is a peaceful and prosperous time, I wonder how the brothers in the distance are doing. Isn't the moon in your sky brighter than that in my hometown? Once upon a time, in the days of enjoying the moon together, I never felt that the moon in my hometown was so beautiful and the feeling of home was so warm. Now, without all this, those memories that I never had are so clear. How can we let go of the affection between brothers and sisters? After all, we have parted ways, and on such a night, we can only convey a little concern through this moonlight. Home, for me, is the home of the soul. No news of relatives, this home is just a house. I sent so many letters, why didn't I get a reply? When will this continuous bonfire be extinguished? When can we retreat from the war years?