昨天，我老婆去接儿子，一进教室，老师就过来自我介绍，说我是教写作的，妳的儿子写做好棒，写的作文和诗歌，她简直不敢相信是个七岁的小男孩写的。把昨天上课写的诗给老婆看，我老婆也觉得很不错，于是传给我，我也觉得是还是很不错，打电话给儿子，说我很喜欢你写的诗，他只是淡淡地回了一句：" Really? which part do you like?"

就是照片里坐在右边那个小孩子，就是他写的，三年前给他们两兄弟在同一个地方拍了照，两周前带他们在院子里踢球，玩累了，他俩坐在那里休息，我一下子就想起三年前那张照片（第二张），心里一动，立刻拿出手机，啪啪啪啪。。。。。


Autumn

By Zhou, Yan

Bright leaves twirling and swirling everywhere,
I see branches colliding like a meteor going to impact;

Fired colored leaves hugging the ground noisily,
I hear branches scraping the dirt;

Up ahead, something approaching.......
A maze of leaves,
I see birds flying higher up to the limit above the maze;

Golden soil and leaves making a bed,
I feel relaxed and calm.