Composition topics, watching chess in the park, or losing the game, require a composition based on reasoning.

In the early morning, the chill of Mid-Autumn Festival came to my face. Hongmei Park wakes up with the first ray of sunshine.

Colorful flowers are beautiful. Breeze in Xu Lai, flowers are flying up and down like butterflies, warmly greeting people.

People doing morning exercises can be seen everywhere in the park. Here, several grandfathers bring their own tape recorders and play music. If they are interested, they will play Tai Ji Chuan, which combines rigidity with softness. An uncle over there is holding an iron sword in his right hand, and the index finger and middle finger of his left hand are straight and close together, and he is absorbed in dancing the sword, which can't help but remind people of the idiom "smell the chicken dancing". Grandmothers danced rumba on the shore with the music, and the willows brushed gently. The grandmother who leads the dance dances well! Looking further ahead, people running on the circular grassland, including old people with snow, energetic young people and energetic children, are all energetic people.

Those bird walkers are sitting on wooden chairs and talking happily. The bluebird, like a fairy, sings happily in the cage, and the crisp and tactful songs jump and echo among the trees, adding a liveliness to this quiet morning.

On Boya Bridge, three or five people are scrambling to feed the fish. They threw the bait into the water, and soon, a group of red carp swam over and competed for a delicious breakfast. Suddenly, a big fish jumped out of the water, breaking the tranquility of the water and bringing a little surprise to everyone.

Two grandfathers are playing China chess on a stone table and bench in the shade of a tree. As the saying goes, "watching chess is not a true gentleman", but the onlookers here are holding each other, and the old man who plays chess is at a loss.

In the long corridor next to GuChunXuan, melodious erhu sounds and wonderful songs floated from time to time. It turned out to be an old couple entertaining themselves, one pulling Jinghu and the other singing Tsing Yi. A group of people over there are performing tin operas, attracting more people's attention, with applause and admiration from time to time.

The air is filled with osmanthus fragrance. The sun shines on the grass, and the dew is like a diamond. The sun shines on the swaying leaves, as if to set a circle of Phnom Penh on the leaves. People's faces are filled with smiles as bright as the morning sun. The morning in Hongmei Park is really lively and peaceful!