2022-08-25
In study, work or life, everyone will be exposed to composition to some extent. With the help of composition, people can reflect objective things, express thoughts and feelings, and transmit knowledge and information. How to write a composition to avoid stepping on thunder? The following is an autumn composition written by Zhu Ziqing imitating Bian Xiao's Spring for reference only. Welcome to reading.
Imitate Zhu Ziqing's composition in spring and autumn 1
Looking forward to, looking forward to, with flocks of geese flying south, the footsteps of autumn are approaching.
Everything is full of the joy of peace and harvest. Persimmons are ripe, sorghum is red, and the weather is cold.
The grass is turning yellow gradually. In the gardens and fields, large areas are all golden. Autumn leaves falling from the branches are scattered on the ground, like a golden carpet. Walking on it makes a clear sound, which makes me have a special liking.
Flowers that once competed in spring are also lazy at this time and have no intention of being compared with the United States. But in autumn, they are not unique. He wrote that flowers that are not afraid of wind and frost are still brilliant. There is a faint fragrance in the autumn wind.
Autumn wind washes your heart, nature stirs your heart, yes, words to your mother fill your heart. A burst of autumn wind blows through your heart, blowing away your fidgety mood and bringing you the joy of harvest. There are light birds singing in the grass, one after another, and the sound of waves bursts, accompanied by the cool autumn wind, as melodious as running water, reaching my ears. That shallow song, as if the nature is far away and near, is cool, soothing and intoxicating.
Autumn rain is delicate, like a melody; Autumn rain is cold but not cold, like a bend in Leng Yue; Autumn rain is not sad or lonely, but it exudes a kind of aura and misses the spirit of autumn. Parents and children snuggle up to each other on the road, they are afraid of getting wet, and you are also afraid of getting wet; Children will trample and play in the rain, and splashing water lines will wash away the luxury of the world. Rain fell on the umbrella, rustling sound, it flowed down the umbrella handle, fell to the ground, splashed, and then infiltrated into the soil. See the dark clouds slowly disperse, the sun shows light, then the autumn blue, quiet blue.
In autumn, the whole world is dyed yellow, and autumn is busy. The farmers smiled from ear to ear at the heavy fruit, and the joy and hope that could not be concealed in the simple smile. People in the city are not idle. They are very happy. Every family, old and young, come out to enjoy the beautiful scenery, relax, see autumn scenery and do their own thing. "Don't bother. A harvest. " Once everyone worked hard and sweated for it, in exchange for the harvest, full of joy.
Autumn is like a giant lion just waking up, shaking off its bleak body and running.
Autumn is like a teenage girl, and the clear sky is like her pure and beautiful heart.
Autumn is like a strong young man, propping up a blue sky with his arms and opening up a new road for us.
Writing Autumn Composition by Imitating Zhu Ziqing's Spring II
Looking forward to, looking forward to, with flocks of geese flying south, the footsteps of autumn are approaching.
Everything is sunny. The fruit is ripe, the autumn insects chirp, and the weather is cold.
The grass secretly hung its head like an old man. In the garden and in the field, look, there are many such trees. There are many people in the fitness park behind our school. Some play Tai Ji Chuan, some play chess, and some kick shuttlecock. This is a colorful picture of life in autumn.
Buttonwood, paulownia, ginkgo and willow, you won't let me, I won't let you, and the leaves fall one after another. Pieces of golden leaves dance like butterflies, and the road is covered with golden leaves, like a golden road, leading people to a golden tomorrow and a golden future. The flowers in the flower bed have withered, and only a few Chinese rose flowers are still in bloom. Close your eyes, as if there are colorful flowers in the flower bed in summer, giving people beautiful enjoyment.
Autumn comes to the orchard and the grapes are ripe, like a purple necklace. The golden banana, hanging on the tree, looks like the yellow moon. Not to be outdone, grapefruit held its head high in the tree.
Autumn is like a mature woman, which makes farmers gain a lot.
Autumn is like a patient old man, he waits.
Autumn is like an unyielding fighter, showing people his achievements.
Writing Autumn Composition 3 by Imitating Zhu Ziqing's Spring
Looking forward to, looking forward to, the hot summer has finally passed, and the footsteps of autumn are approaching.
Autumn is crisp and the sky is high and the clouds are light. Fruits are ripe, crickets are chirping and the weather is cool.
Grass has not completely disappeared from the earth, it is still green. In the garden, in the field, like the hair of an old man, piece by piece. However, the children still had a good time: little boys, running and jumping, turned a few somersaults to pick up some fallen fruits and threw them at each other to see who could throw them farther and more accurately. Little girls, get together and play house happily! The weather is cool, it is grass green, and some are yellow.
Osmanthus trees, maple trees and evergreen trees are lush, profound in style, distinctive in temperament and full of elegance, golden yellow, agate red and emerald green, just like paintings carefully drawn by painters. I don't think even the best painter can paint such beautiful scenery. Birds are busy migrating and ants are collecting winter rations. Daisy, a bunch of red petunias, at first glance, yes: orange, purple, competing for beauty, spread in the flower bed, like a carpet, smiling at the autumn wind!
"Falling red is not heartless. Turning into spring mud will protect flowers!" Yes, leaves will turn into spring mud to nourish the earth, and will not be attached to the prosperity of branches, paving the way for the next generation and contributing the best nutrients to the next generation. Autumn rain falls on red leaves, yellow leaves and yellow-green mixed colored leaves, and then falls on the ground, nourishing the earth. The rich leaves also seem to have drunk enough water and "nodded" with satisfaction under the autumn wind. Luxurious maple leaves, delicate evergreen leaves, ordinary shaved leaves … they become more gorgeous under the baptism of autumn rain.
The fruit on the tree is maturing, and the fruit farmers in the field are busier. In urban and rural areas, workers, students, children and the elderly all come out to enjoy the beautiful scenery, relax, watch autumn colors, collect specimens and do their own things. "A hard work, a harvest", hard work, in exchange for harvest, full of joy.
Autumn is like the god of color, which makes sorghum turn red, rice turn yellow, and sweet potatoes also sneak out their gray heads from the ground. What a color! Such a beautiful autumn!
Autumn, like the god of harvest, brings many fruits to people. Persimmon's red face is like the sun in the green leaves.
Autumn is like a god of joy, bringing people the joy of harvest. Bring children the joy of autumn, play with autumn and taste the sweetness of autumn, as sweet as a girl!
Imitate Zhu Ziqing's Spring Writing Autumn Composition 4
Looking forward to, looking forward to, the leaves have fallen, and the footsteps of autumn are near.
Everything is red, on the fragrant hill, beside the road, look, a large area of red maple leaves. Autumn is like a brush, dyeing maple leaves red and wheat fields yellow, as if it were a colorful painting.
The arrival of autumn is ecstatic. They walked on the country road and sat on the cable car in Xiangshan, quietly enjoying the beautiful paintings and enjoying the beauty of nature.
Autumn is the time when leaves show their charm. At this time, an autumn wind blew, and the leaves on the tree put on golden evening dresses and danced romantically in pairs.
Autumn is golden, not only the dusk of the sunset, but also the old vine, not the meanness, delicacy and fragility people imagined, but the singing of golden maturity and harvest.
The persimmon is ripe. Its body is red, like a fire, and the big persimmon is like a little doll. From a distance, like a big fireball, one, two, three, the whole tree was on fire. Green leaves cover both sides of persimmon, and the bright collocation is like a beautiful picture scroll, which makes people shine at the moment.
Autumn is like a little girl, dancing on the earth in a red evening dress made of maple leaves.
Autumn is like a fashion designer, putting red clothes on the earth.
Autumn is like a magician, who turns the earth red with a wave of his hand.
Imitating Zhu Ziqing's Spring to Write Autumn Composition 5
Looking forward to, looking forward to, the heat of summer is gradually decreasing, and the autumn dance steps are coming.
Everything seems to have been baptized by years, but I still feel happy. The fruit on the tree is ripe, the wind begins to mix with coolness, and the summer sun becomes soft.
Red leaves wake up from the dark green, bright and festive. In the maple forest, on the hill, looking around, a large area is all yes. The bright red carpet under the tree sets off the blue sky, but it is very soft. Sit, lie down, roll twice, knit some red hats, run a few laps, and catch some puzzles. The wind is cool and the leaves are warm.
Orange trees, apple trees and pear trees, you won't let me and I won't let you, all of which are full of fruits. Orange is like summer, red is like fire and yellow is like the sun. Harvest fruit, ten miles fragrance; Close your eyes, as if you were in the world of fruit, sweet and refreshing. As a result, hundreds of people worked happily, and trucks loaded with melons and fruits drove to the town. People who are happy because of the bumper harvest are everywhere: children, students and farmers, standing in the fruit forest and in the wheat waves, all dancing happily, like butterflies and birds, praising the autumn season.
"The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rough", which is good, just like the bell that announces good news, blowing a bumper harvest and blowing a new season. The smell of newly harvested fruits and vegetables brought by the wind, mixed with bursts of wheat fragrance and the faint fragrance of fallen leaves, all set each other off in the crisp autumn. Birds are preparing for a long journey with their young birds, unable to bear the joy, and sing tactfully, which is in harmony with the cool breeze and fallen leaves. At this time, the hum of the harvester is ringing all day.
Rain is the most common, and an autumn rain is a cold. Don't be upset. The rain not only removed the summer heat, but also cooled down day by day, as clear as crystal. Everywhere it goes, it is stained with autumn colors, either gold or vermilion. Maybe a turtledove or a crow. They cried and said, "It's getting cold! Cold! " The tree will be covered with a black coat.
The clouds in the sky are high, and there are many children on the ground. In urban and rural areas, every household, old and young, is busy for a bumper harvest. Reach out and pick the heavy fruit, with a flick of the sickle, cut off bundles of full wheat and do their own thing. "Autumn is crisp", autumn wind drives away fatigue, some work, some harvest.
Autumn is like a little boy, lively and curious. He runs, jumps and plays.
Autumn is like a rich woman, wearing a gorgeous long skirt, which is more intriguing in maturity.
Autumn is like a middle-aged person. With solid arms, he propped up a grand ceremony and a sky belonging to the golden autumn.
Imitating Zhu Ziqing's "Spring" and Writing Autumn Composition 6
Looking forward to, looking forward to, cicadas are far away, and the footsteps of autumn are near.
Everything is full of the joy of harvest, people are smiling, the sky is high, the clouds are light, the fruits are ripe, people are busy with work, and the weather is cool.
The leaves quietly put on new clothes, gold and red. In the orchard, in the Woods, look around, there are many. Sit and lie down, pick up two leaves, take some photos, sweep a few piles of fallen leaves, walk a few times, the leaves rustle and the wind is soft. Peach trees, pear trees and pomegranate trees, you won't let me, and I won't let you. They are all full of fruits to catch. Powder is like rouge, yellow is like gold, and red is like fire, all with sweetness.
When I close my eyes, my mouth seems to be full of juice. Under the tree, the farmer's uncle is busy, and happy laughter fills the whole autumn. Chrysanthemums are everywhere in the fields and gardens, petite and lush, as if to attend an autumn banquet.
"Three autumn leaves can blossom in February." Yes, the autumn wind swept away the leaves like a broom. The wind is full of the smell of mature wheat, and there are all kinds of sweet fruit flavors brewing in the slight air.
Harvest is the most common, and there are piles in the yard. You see, the wheat is golden yellow, the farmer's uncle is also working hard in the field, and the sweat dripping from the golden rice is shining.
There are more people working in the fields and more children running on the Yuan Ye. In urban and rural areas, every household, old and young, is rushing home to reunite with their families and take their children home with gifts.
Autumn is like a postman delivering a package. It brings people the gift of harvest. It's busy.
Autumn is like a teenage girl, and the beautiful scenery is like her beautiful face, smiling and running.
Autumn is like a middle-aged man, mature and steady. Its industrious people hold up a sky with their arms and open up a new road for us.
Writing Autumn Composition by Imitating Zhu Ziqing's Spring 7
Looking forward to, looking forward to, autumn is coming, and autumn girl's footsteps are near.
Quietly, quietly, the hot summer finally passed. "The autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves, and the five grains see the fragrance." Qiu is a graceful and intoxicating girl. She drove away the sultry weather for people and brought her own unique coolness. The autumn wind brushed her face and was refreshing.
She not only brought the coolness of autumn wind, but also brought the joy of harvest. There are more fruits on the trees and more farmers on the ground. They are very happy and busy. Huang Chengcheng's red apples, pears and golden oranges are all covered with branches. Miss Qiu walked into the orchard gently. The orchard was full of fruits of various colors: red apples, yellow pears, purple grapes and green raisins ... which was overwhelming and colorful. The pears in Huang Chengcheng are hiding behind the branches and leaves, as if playing hide-and-seek, and a few of them are generously exposed, as if showing off their graceful posture.
Miss Qiu walked gently into the Woods, took off her green clothes and put a big yellow robe on the tree. Autumn wind swept, accompanied by autumn rain, blowing off the yellow robe of the tree, the tree became bare, ready for winter.
Miss Qiu walked gently into the field and looked around, full of golden rice. The autumn wind blew, and the rice nodded to me and bent over with laughter. The red sorghum on the side also blushed and stood there shyly, like a child who did something wrong. Walking on the path in the field, looking up at the high sky and taking a deep breath can better understand the meaning of crisp autumn.
The pale yellow flowers and clouds on the osmanthus tree are fragrant, and the osmanthus tree is yellow enough to make your eyes work. Autumn girl gently crossed the branches with her hand, and osmanthus scented without hesitation, brewing in the slightly moist air.
Autumn, a golden world, a harvest season, a beautiful season, every scenery deserves your appreciation and taste. ...
Writing Autumn Composition by Imitating Zhu Ziqing's Spring 8
Looking forward to, looking forward to, with the geese flying south, the footsteps of autumn are approaching.
Everything is full of peaceful atmosphere, filled with the joy of autumn harvest, young leaves withered, sorghum turned red, and the weather was cold.
The grass is slowly turning yellow, tough and yellow. Look at a large area of golden yellow. Sit and lie down, roll twice, kick a few balls and run a few laps. The golden leaves on the branches slowly fall on the yellow grass, just like the golden carpet woven in autumn. Running on this carpet, the creaking sound makes me relaxed and happy. Buttonwood, willow and ginkgo, you won't let me or I won't let you slowly throw their leaves on the grass. Every leaf flies in the air like a butterfly, and leaves fall to the ground, forming a golden avenue to guide people to the road of bumper harvest.
The orchard in autumn exudes charm different from other seasons. Grapes on the vine hang in the air like a purple necklace, and bananas hang in the air like a golden moon.
The autumn wind is so cool, so soft and cool. The different fruit flavor brought by autumn wind is slowly spreading and brewing in the slightly dry air. In autumn, the bird learned to spread its wings and fly, and the mother bird was very happy. Call friends and tell them that her children have learned to fly high. The singing of birds is so quiet with the sound of farmers putting fruits into baskets one by one in the orchard. Autumn rain is rare, but it was not short at that time. The rain is moderate and comfortable. Autumn rain is like a dragon; Autumn rain is like a dream, like a scene in a charming fairy tale; The autumn rain is indifferent, farmers are picking fruits in the orchard, and the lively scenes set each other off.
Fruit farmers are very happy to see the scenery in the orchard. Put the fruits of the fruit trees in the basket one by one. Fruit farmers saw the bumper harvest, regardless of the sweat that had soaked their coats. Show off your harvest to other fruit farmers. "Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn." Autumn is the harvest season. At this time, it is full of excitement and happiness.
Autumn is an unyielding soldier, showing people his harvest.
Autumn is like an old man, watching his children grow up.
Autumn is like a strong young man, supporting a blue sky for autumn and opening up a bumper harvest road for the people.
Imitating Zhu Ziqing's "Spring" and Writing Autumn Composition 9
Time kept flowing forward, the weather gradually cooled down, and the noisy cicada was blown away by autumn, replaced by the whine of crickets in the cracks in the slate under the steps at night. Ah! That lovely autumn has finally come.
Autumn is more prosperous than spring. Spring with flowers and trees is beautiful, but the fruitful autumn colors reveal the joy of harvest. Autumn is more colorful than summer. Although the summer with dense branches and leaves is charming, the autumn colors of golden leaves are even more refreshing. Autumn is more energetic than winter. Snow-capped winter is lovely, but the golden autumn with fragrant melons and fruits is more colorful. Autumn came to the Woods. From a distance, yellow leaves fall in pairs like golden butterflies. Tired of flying, they landed on my shoulders, head and feet. Brought my thoughts from green summer to golden autumn. As soon as I turned around, another peach leaf fell beside me. I bent down to pick it up and held it in my hand to study it carefully. What a special autumn leaf! It hasn't come yet, it has completely faded, and it still exudes a strong aroma.
Autumn came to the orchard, persimmon bent down, bent down, and the branches were about to break. Sister litchi was so fat that she broke her clothes and showed her bulging white belly. Huge apples are covered with branches, showing sweet smiles, or shy or bold. The girl in autumn came to the farmland, and the corn was very happy. It specially changed into a new golden dress, grinning and showing golden teeth. In order to make themselves more beautiful, tomatoes put lipstick on their faces; The potato may have been too excited to break its green mouth and show its yellow tongue. Autumn has come, and the garden has become a paradise for chrysanthemums. They may like this heavy gold and choose to bloom their beauty in autumn. Chrysanthemums come in many colors: yellow, pink and white ... big flowers and curly petals are like a little girl with curly hair. Wandering in the chrysanthemum garden or enjoying a pot of colorful chrysanthemums alone, slowly intoxicated by that fragrance. Autumn brings gold to the earth and cotton-like clouds to the blue sky. Autumn wind, as cool as water, dyed the world yellow with chill.
I like this crisp autumn season!
I like autumn with flowers and leaves and flat chrysanthemums.
I like this unique and splendid autumn scenery.
Autumn is really a harvest season. The sound of lawn mower, children's laughter and adults' laughter are combined into a symphony in autumn.
Writing Autumn Composition by Imitating Zhu Ziqing's Spring 10
Tragic autumn comes only once a year. How much philosophy it embodies, like an intriguing book, makes people never tire of reading it, year after year. ...
The rustling autumn wind is the cover of this book. A gust of wind drove away the heat in summer and brought the coolness in autumn. People began to taste autumn and taste the taste of autumn. The autumn wind blew off the crumbling leaves severely and mercilessly, stripped off the delicate trunk of the camouflage, and exposed the true colors of the pine and bamboo, and all hypocrisy was exposed in the autumn wind. Autumn wind is incomprehensible. It always loves to use the accompaniment of "sasha vujacic ..." to blow out the sadness in people's hearts and the desolation in people's eyes. No wonder people always sigh: "Autumn wind and autumn rain make people sad." An incomprehensible autumn wind, incomprehensible sadness.
The long autumn water is the preface of this book, "A river flows eastward", which runs through summer and autumn. Autumn water is full of the fragrance of spring, and the warmth of summer gives it the mystery of autumn. It flows with the feelings of a season, the essence of a season, bathed in the autumn wind, and savored the "lonely sunset in Qi Fei, the autumn water and the sky are one color". How can we not get rid of the dust and refined pleasure? Can't wear autumn water, can't wear intoxicated.
Lang Lang's Autumn Moon is the color page of this book. "When will there be a bright moon?" I can't finish talking until the Mid-Autumn Festival is full.