昨天，我老婆去接兒子，一進教室，老師就過來自我介紹，說我是教寫作的，妳的兒子寫做好棒，寫的作文和詩歌，她簡直不敢相信是個七歲的小男孩寫的。把昨天上課寫的詩給老婆看，我老婆也覺得很不錯，於是傳給我，我也覺得是還是很不錯，打電話給兒子，說我很喜歡你寫的詩，他只是淡淡地回了一句：" Really? which part do you like?"

就是照片裡坐在右邊那個小孩子，就是他寫的，三年前給他們兩兄弟在同一個地方拍了照，兩周前帶他們在院子裡踢球，玩累了，他倆坐在那裡休息，我一下子就想起三年前那張照片（第二張），心裡一動，立刻拿出手機，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.