Under the tree of 1, the fallen leaves are flying in the air like butterflies, and the gentle breeze blows my cheek. I feel a kind of joy of being moved, and I can't help but appreciate it in that quiet place, to feel its refreshing and hearty.
Autumn is silent beauty, and her beauty is full. Where to get green to golden rice. There are flowers waiting to be released. Then there are fruits, big and small. Everything is so full and exciting.
Autumn is ordinary beauty. Looking up at the sky, blue sky and white clouds, several birds fly freely in the air, and they live a free and carefree life, which only birds can understand. For us, it is the enjoyment of the world and a gift from nature. The sorghum in the field is red, and the persimmons on the persimmon tree are like small lanterns, bending the persimmon tree. Red apples hang high on the yellow soil, and oranges turn from light green to golden yellow ... making people drool at first sight.
On the roadside, rows of poplar leaves alternate with green and yellow, swaying gently, and occasionally a few leaves fall, so light and beautiful.
Autumn, the beauty of autumn is endless, endless words. I like autumn, she is gentle and kind, and I like her brushing my cheek.
Composition describing autumn 2 Autumn girl came with light steps, and when the Woods saw it, she quickly put on a yellow coat. As soon as the orchard was seen, the fragrance floated out immediately; As soon as I looked in the field, the news of a bumper harvest came out at once. ...
In autumn, beauty is in the forest. The buttonwood tree shook its "little slap" and kept fanning and fanning, telling people that autumn is coming; Maple trees show off their fiery red maple leaves. From a distance, they dance like clouds of flames, burning people's hearts. Ginkgo biloba leaves quickly pulled open the green coat, revealing the golden robe. On the roadside and hillside, ginkgo leaves fell all over the floor, like broken gold; The pine still wears hard armor and stands tall and straight on both sides of the road, like heroic little soldiers ... These trees decorate the hillside more vividly.
In autumn, the orchard is beautiful. Red apples bowed their heads shyly, bent branches, and some simply sat on the ground; Oranges in Huang Chengcheng are ripe, emitting attractive fruit fragrance, which makes people drool. A lovely monkey peach, at first glance, looks like a little monkey head, which is refreshing; Grapefruit is even cuter. The big yellow honey pomelo is covered with branches, giving off a faint fragrance. ...
In autumn, beauty is in the fields. Golden rice bends down like dancing in the breeze; The fiery red sorghum raised its face as if it were higher than the sky; Soybean slams Allegro, as if to spread the good news of harvest to people; The big orange pumpkin doll lay quietly in the field, as if immersed in a dream. ...
Autumn is a harvest season, and I like this colorful autumn.
Composition describing autumn 3 All the year round, spring, summer, autumn and winter. Each has its own characteristics, but I like autumn best. Autumn, without the vitality of spring, without the heavy snow in winter and the heat in summer, has its coolness.
What is autumn? It's harvest season again, smiling face of farmer's uncle. Autumn has come, and the fields have changed from green to gold. Rice stands tall and straight like rows of soldiers. The fruit in the orchard is ripe, pears in Huang Chengcheng are hanging on the trees, red apples are blooming on the trees, and pearl-like longan clusters. Take a bite of the sweet and juicy litchi with small pimples, as well as mango, orange, pitaya and peach around the eyes. ...
What is autumn? This is the arrival of mother-in-law Feng. Autumn wind blows in waves, sorghum bows, and ants store grain. Autumn wind blows into my heart. It is so soft, so refreshing, so warm. ...
What is autumn? This is the dedication of the rain. Autumn rain is falling, even if you cry in the rain, you can't see tears, because it takes away your sadness and ushers in laughter. It is a prophecy of winter and a symphony of autumn and winter.
What is autumn? It is happiness. I love it. I love Qiu's every move.
Autumn was born when the last lightning of summer struck the earth.
Autumn, like a huge gallery, shows the harmony of various colors, the power of various lines and various personalized lives. At this time, everything is an autumn statue.
Autumn rain, autumn rain ... Autumn rain is like a brush, and all these colors are smeared by it. But I know better that autumn rain is a small and sharp meat cleaver. It carves the veins of yellow leaves; Carve out the grain of sorghum; Carve out the softness of cotton; Carve a red apple like a child's face; Carved a golden sunshine; Carved a piece of agate red.
The autumn wind starts from Qingping, and sprinkles on the earth after the autumn rain. Autumn wind is like the inspiration of autumn rain. Autumn wind is sometimes free and easy, and sometimes it will bring roaring ... wind and rain always want to accompany. When the wind is light, the rain knife will fall gently. When the wind is strong, countless raindrops will quickly pull a season to maturity. Look! The swaying branches and dancing yellow leaves are the inspiration of autumn, accompanied by cool and golden colors.
It has rained several times since autumn. It seems that autumn will wash away all traces left by summer, leaving only the breath and color of autumn.
Writing Autumn 5 Unconsciously, autumn is coming to us with light steps.
The tree shook off the leaves all over the floor, and the grass lay lazily on the ground. Don't be annoyed that the autumn wind holds the tree, and the grass tells us that it is cool autumn!
Autumn wind is not as mild as spring breeze, nor as cold and biting as winter wind, nor as steaming as summer wind. Autumn wind is cool, animals in nature like to pick wild fruits in autumn wind, and farmers like to get a bumper harvest in autumn wind!
Autumn rain is less scarce than spring rain, and there is no passion for summer rain. The autumn rain continued for three or two days, like a thread like a needle, oh, like an invisible water sprite, running around naughtily. They washed the gray cement floor so brightly that people could see the figure. In the evening, when the lights are on, the rain flits playfully between the neon lights and the green lights in the city, shining with silver light everywhere, bringing a sense of mystery to the city.
Autumn is beautiful, happy and happy. Please cherish autumn!
Write about autumn 6 early in the morning, when I entered the campus, I saw fallen leaves everywhere, as if it had rained with leaves. A cool breeze blew and I couldn't help shivering. Fallen leaves and cool breeze seem to announce to people that autumn is coming!
When did autumn come? No one seems to care too much, but autumn did come and came to us unconsciously.
Autumn, although not as vibrant as spring with flowers in full bloom, is not as tree-lined as summer, and is not as crystal clear as winter. However, I am infatuated with autumn, which brings charming autumn colors and rich harvest!
In autumn, although some bright flowers wither, chrysanthemums are in full bloom in the bright sunshine. Yellow, white and purple are graceful in the breeze. Maple leaves all over the mountains are red, as red as the sunset glow, as if struggling with the cold autumn, which really answers the poem "Frost leaves are red in February flowers"!
Look, in the orchard, the trees are full of fruits. There are persimmons like little red lanterns, hawthorns like agates, pears like gourds and grapes like pearls. Red, Huang Chengcheng, purple ... How lovely! I have been wandering in the orchard, bursting with fragrance, coming to the nose, vaguely like walking in enchanted gardens, so beautiful!
Ah, I have a crush on Qiu! Autumn is a colorful season, a season of fruitful harvest and a thriving season. I love Qiu!
Composition 7 describing autumn The rain is like a filament, and the yellow leaves are like a thin fan. This is autumn. Osmanthus trees are in full bloom, and lovely flowers are very rare. Elegant and magnificent, fragrant for ten miles. The air is fresh and the lungs feel cool. Between farmland, fruit trees bear fruit, and rice bears grain. The ancient Liu Yuxi said in a poem: Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is not as good as spring. Some people love spring, some people love summer and some people love winter. Spring, love the green grass; People in summer love the sun like fire; In winter, love snow; Love autumn alone, noble and pure, drizzle moistens the world; Autumn is elegant, just like a painting in the rain; The sadness of autumn attracted the literati to bend over and made the sad people cry. High in the sky, geese are singing and swallows are flying. Loud and far away, loud but not shocking.
Everyone likes autumn in Hangzhou. Flowers fall in bloom, the lake is clear, and dead leaves are like butterflies. At night, the bright moon shines high on the "three pools printing the moon", which is beautiful. Tourists often drive to this desperate situation to see the beautiful scenery of the West Lake. Beautiful, autumn is a person's ear, like a girl, beautifully dressed, I love autumn.
Composition 8 describes autumn. When fruits are covered with branches and wild chrysanthemums are in full bloom, golden autumn is coming! A burst of fruit fragrance came to my face and painted a beautiful and moving picture scroll, which made people intoxicated.
Autumn is a soft season.
Hidden, is it her gentle eyes? Is the colorful orchard a colorful dream for her? Is fragrant Jin Ju a quiet smiling face in her sleep? Is she dancing happily in the autumn wind?
Autumn is the season of fruit.
Look at that. That big red apple is like a small red lantern; The heavy persimmon blushes in the branches, and the bright jumping color can't help but make people drool; Pears full of trees are like golden gourds, putting new clothes on big trees; Even purple grapes are covered with branches, just like strings of purple wind chimes and purple pearls, which inadvertently add a little beauty and vitality to this autumn.
Autumn is the harvest season.
Look at this. Sorghum after sorghum is like a loyal guardian, guarding this farmland. A gust of wind blew the rice fields into golden waves, just like a golden ocean.
Autumn sings in harvest. This song reverberates in everyone's ears. Great ...
Autumn is not enchanting and charming in spring, lively and chic in summer, and cold and lonely in winter. It is so mature and steady.
Autumn is unpredictable, so mysterious, so dreamy, so special and so beautiful. Autumn is like a girl with a veil, and people can't recognize her true face; Autumn is like a teenager full of youthful breath, full of vitality; Autumn is like a cone-shaped water drop, transparent and dreamy. ...
Autumn, it is so great, so selfless, so lofty, so admirable. "Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers." Autumn withers leaves and safflower. They are lying on the ground, recalling the happiness of the past and looking forward to the future. They dedicate themselves to the trees and fragrant and refreshing buds in the coming year.
In autumn, it carries my 13 years of melancholy and sadness, and braving the wind and waves in those youthful years, I move forward quickly. It contains my happiness and beauty in 13, flying freely in the sky of youth and getting rid of control. It has been with me for 13 years.
Autumn, a season that makes people linger, leads me to be myself on the road of life in the future and rush to my own world.
Autumn, an unforgettable season, let me keep it in my heart and feel something I have never felt before. Thank you for this mature and steady autumn!
Beautiful spring has passed, hot summer has passed, and finally cool and beautiful autumn has come. ...
Autumn is a fairyland on earth. Autumn wind blows, leaves dance like butterflies; Chrysanthemums are in full bloom, just like a fairy nodding frequently. Looking up at the sky, the sky is exceptionally high and blue, which should be a refreshing sight! The grass is sad, everything turns yellow except holly and chrysanthemum. A gust of wind blew and rolled forward like a golden wave from a distance. ...
In autumn, the red maple leaves in Jinan are red, like a sea of fire. How beautiful! The wind is always with us: not as warm as the spring breeze, not as sultry as Xia Feng, and not as cold as the winter breeze. Autumn wind is naturally cool.
The lush trees are covered with fruits of all sizes. The sun came out and shone on the orange tree. One by one, golden oranges make people want to take a bite. Red persimmons hang high on the tree, looking from a distance, like red lanterns; In the distance, sugarcane stands like a soldier in the sugarcane forest. ...
Looking at the mountains and rivers in autumn, I write the charm and beauty of autumn. Autumn not only brings autumn to nature in October, but also brings people the joy of harvest and comfortable smile. The scenery in autumn is really beautiful! I like autumn.
Writing about autumn 1 1 Time flies in July, and now it's autumn. The summer heat is fading away, and the autumn wind is cool.
The neat poplars on both sides of the road took off their summer clothes and put on their autumn clothes. The green leaves were a little golden, and an autumn wind swept them. Dead leaves dance like yellow butterflies, and several wild chrysanthemums beside the trees are in full bloom, swaying in the autumn wind, adding a lot of color to autumn.
The field seems to be covered with a layer of golden rice, full and thick, emitting intoxicating fragrance, rolling and rolling golden waves, pushing it to endless distances, like golden rosy clouds shaking off in the field. The millet in Huang Chengcheng is too heavy for the ears of grain to hold.
Autumn rain is crystal clear. Autumn rain is very small and fine, like the tip of a cow's hair, falling gently, on the pond, on the eaves, ticking, ticking. Give this picturesque autumn a beautiful symphony. This unique rhythm will make you forget all the troubles and sorrows in this world. Autumn night, round eyes will gradually rise to the sky, not as sultry as summer night, autumn night is cool, and an autumn wind blows, which makes people relaxed and happy. Autumn, this faint metal season, golden ears of rice, golden chrysanthemums and golden fruits look like a big piece of gold.
Every autumn, one song a season. Qiu Ge is everywhere, and the oblique wind is thin. Is this a lovely season?
Composition describing autumn 12 Whenever autumn comes, when we walk in this crisp autumn, it is like walking into a golden kingdom; The golden world. Autumn leaves float around with the autumn wind, just like birds that can't fly. If it can fly in the blue sky, it will know that the blue sky has a completely different and more beautiful scene from the earth, but they are content to "fly" freely because it will bring them the happiest mood.
Autumn is a fruitful season: the ears of rice are ripe; Cicada has been singing all summer, and she is tired. Sunflowers, which always smile at the sun, bow their heads and bend down maturely today, and are a lot shy; Red apples with rouge are really loved by everyone; Grapes are hung all over the branches, as if sharing the joy of autumn harvest together, and as if putting out the most beautiful patterns in this autumn, it is beautiful; The corn is holding red ears and happily offering a beautiful dance for this autumn; Sorghum blushed and smiled, as if a little embarrassed to see so many partners!
Autumn wind is sometimes like a lively doll: rolling in the field; Running on the path; Play on the hillside; Jump in the sky; Sometimes, like a gentle girl, she gently shakes the leaves and caresses the branches with gentle wind and tender feelings. Her figure is everywhere, blowing to every corner of the world.
Whenever autumn comes, we walk in this crisp autumn day, just like walking into a golden kingdom and a golden world. ...
There is not a cloud in the blue sky, like a washed blue canvas. From time to time, geese lined up in the word "human" fly by, drawing an invisible color line and drawing a charming animation for nature.
Some of the elms around the park are gilded, some are yellow and hold up half the sky, and some are green. Willow leaves are yellow, like an old woman with charred hair, and her head is feebly low. Only the poplars are still tall and straight, and the leaves are still green, protecting the park like soldiers. ...
On the yellow and green grass, some pale pink, pale white and purple flowers bloom listlessly, as if to fall asleep. It used to be a piece of green grass, but now it is mottled, revealing a piece of loess and sparse grass, which is not dazzling. When the autumn wind blows, the grass leaves shake, as if to say goodbye to people weakly.
Only the children are still playing in this hot sun. Although tortured by the "autumn tiger", they are still in high spirits. The swing is still high, and the slide is still climbing up and down. Although everyone is sweating like a pig, they can't stop the enthusiasm for playing.
The winding corridor covered with green trees is very quiet. People sit inside, or chat quietly, or read newspapers, or take dogs for a slow walk. The most striking thing is that the pupils in twos and threes are writing and sketching. Some of them lie on the stone round table in the promenade, some lean on the red colonnade, and some lie on the cement bench ... They look at the flowers and trees in the garden for a while, chew their pens with their mouths for a while, and scribble in their composition books for a while, adding vibrant and bright colors to this silent autumn day.
The autumn wind blows slightly, redecorating everything and bidding farewell to summer. Autumn hangs rich fruits all over the branches, giving charming colors to the earth and charming fragrance to the world. Beautiful autumn, charming autumn!
Composition describing autumn 14 Autumn is crisp and breezy, and a red leaf falls from the tree. Miss Qiu fell from the sky in a golden skirt.
Everyone knows that Miss Qiu is a dreamer. She came to the field with light steps and fertilized the crops, hoping to fertilize the crops that grew stronger in autumn, and the longer they grew, the stronger they became. She quietly came to the garden and gave them a stage to show their beautiful chrysanthemums in spring. Look, they are all more beautiful than anyone else. Who can attract hardworking bees to gather beautiful butterflies to fly over them?
Miss Qiu is also an intelligence agent. She told the geese to fly fast and try to escape. She also told the little ants to find food quickly so that they wouldn't starve to death in winter. Miss Qiu is not afraid to fly all over the earth and tell the animals door to door.
Miss Qiu also has a box of magic pigments. She gave yellow to chrysanthemums, gold to wheat, green to Chinese cabbage, big red to big round apples and red to leaves. ...
Miss Qiu is so kind, beautiful and generous that the leaves decide to give her a surprise. When she walked through the Woods, pieces of red leaves fell from the trees. Seeing this beautiful scenery, Miss Qiu couldn't help dancing. What a beautiful scenery!
Ah! I will always remember the beauty of autumn!
The composition describing autumn 15 prefers autumn with frosty leaves in February flowers to spring with a hundred flowers blooming. Looking at the "yellow flowers" piled up on the ground, I can't help but blurt out: "Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. I say autumn is better than spring."
We walked into the stadium park, and the dew on the grass had bent it. Looking into the sky, I saw geese flying south, one in a line and the other in a line. Walking into nature, I found that ginkgo trees are the most beautiful in autumn: the leaves range from dark green to light green to goose yellow, and finally they are embedded with red lace. Finally, as a whole, a large piece of gold looks like a small fan made of gold hanging on a tree.
We walked on for a while and found colorful buttonwood leaves. A gust of autumn wind blew, and the naughty plane leaves began to shake their heads and fly around. Look at the straight trunk. Like a soldier, no matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, he will always stand straight there.
I love flowers in spring, insects in summer and snowflakes in winter, but I love trees and leaves in autumn more.