执红梅一朵，染芳心一寸。”泛黄变脆的信笺字迹被时光浸得模凌两可。
一阵喧闹声在屋外回荡着，仿佛发生了什么“惊天地，泣鬼神”的大事，使我的心绪不得安宁，我走出把大门关住，噪音也渐渐退去，我回到了屋里，窗外一阵阵清风扑入我的心扉，我跟随着鲁迅先生的童年，也获得获失。我看到了鲁迅先生与少年闰土玩耍的多姿多彩，看到长妈妈给鲁迅讲故事时的开怀大笑，我身浸其中，却无法自拔，就像一枚吸铁石一般，突然，一阵阵声响，又将我的思绪扰乱，我不耐烦地向大门走去，“谁呀?真是的。”“快递小哥儿”回答道。这个名字也是让我比较好奇的，来到乡下姥姥家是为了，舒散心情，迎接挑战，没料到这么辛苦的路程也要送快递，高兴的是，美美地签上几个大字，我无心管他，只想与鲁迅先生在一次读书，将它随手放入沙发。“喜怒哀乐”人的基本感情，在鲁迅先生的手笔下，真不亏是活灵活现，跃然纸上啊。
“逝者如斯夫，不舍昼夜。”时间一分一秒的度过，庙会也即将落幕，夜晚即将来临。祖父母也拖着疲惫的身子归家了，而书的页数也即将走到了尽头，情感的世界也即将结尾了。“孩子，休息会儿吧。”他们问道。我便回答道:“稍等。”少时。我倚着沙发，打开电视，朦胧的夜色，被蝉的声音打动我，突然，我想起那个邮递盒子，仿佛装着神秘的东西，眼前一亮，她的身上仿佛发出惊人的光芒，好奇心的我，便把它拆开，几行闪闪的大字出现在眼前:孩子，少壮不努力，老大徒伤悲，我身在他乡，却心记故乡，万分思亲，却无法归家，你一定要好好学习!我不禁流下了眼泪，泪珠在风中变得晶莹透亮，我不禁望着那月色有了几分伤感。
时隔几年，这张信笺并不是几行大字，而是一分深深的寄托与殷殷的期望。
英语翻译
Hold a red plum, dye your heart an inch. "The yellowing and brittle letterhead handwriting was overwhelmed by time.
A loud noise reverberated outside the house, as if something "shocking the world, crying ghosts" had happened, which made my mind uneasy. I walked out and closed the door, and the noise gradually subsided. I returned to the house, and there was a burst of noise outside the window. The breeze rushed into my heart, I followed Mr. Lu Xun's childhood, and also gained and lost. I saw the colorful play of Mr. Lu Xun and the young Runtu, and saw the laughter of the elder mother telling Lu Xun’s story. I was immersed in it, but unable to extricate myself, like a magnet. Suddenly, there were noises. , I disturbed my thoughts again, and I walked towards the door impatiently, "Who? Really." "The courier boy" replied. This name also made me more curious. I came to the country’s grandma’s house to relax my mood and meet the challenge. I didn’t expect to send express delivery after such a hard journey. Fortunately, I signed a few big characters beautifully. I was unintentional. No matter what, he just wanted to read a book with Mr. Lu Xun and put it on the sofa. The basic feelings of "joy, anger, sorrow, and joy", under the handwriting of Mr. Lu Xun, are truly vivid and vivid on paper.
"The deceased is like a spouse, and will not give up day and night." After the time passed, the temple fair was about to end, and the night was about to come. The grandparents also dragged their exhausted body home, and the pages of the book are about to come to an end, and the world of emotions is about to end. "Child, take a break," they asked. I replied: "Wait a minute." For a while. I leaned on the sofa and turned on the TV. The dim night was moved me by the sound of cicadas. Suddenly, I thought of the mail box, as if it was filled with mysterious things. When my eyes lit up, her body seemed to shine with an amazing light. I was curious. , I opened it, and a few lines of shining characters appeared in front of my eyes: Child, young and strong don’t work hard, the boss is sad, I live in a foreign country, but I remember my hometown and miss relatives, but I can’t go home. You must be well. Studying! I couldn't help but shed tears, the tears became crystal clear in the wind, I couldn't help but look at the moonlight with a bit of sadness.
After a few years, this letterhead is not a few lines of big characters, but a deep trust and ardent expectations.
