In the evening, the table is slightly snoring. Looking at him, I feel sorry for him while I am envious. I have a tranquility and thoughts that can't be less than night. Suddenly, I haven't received my letter for a long time. Since I work, I only receive a letter (not email). Recalling in the era, the letter is frequent, and the students are very envious. Each Hongyan came from your blackwood, like the morning wind, it is like a light morning and the crystal dew, such as the crisp wind chimes. When you resourcefully resounding your joy, you will be like autumn rain.
There is a letter that the weather is splendid, even if there is a rain is also beautiful.
A letter to taste friendship on October 22, Chongyang Festival
