In late autumn, the trees slowly wither, the air is dry, the sky is pale, and it is often rainy and windy. In this sad season, chrysanthemums are in full bloom in autumn wind. It turns out that there are many trees in our community, but it's a pity that late autumn has arrived and they have withered. I am used to seeing the beautiful scenery at ordinary times, and my eyes are full of hunger and thirst, looking for the green shadow in the community. However, all I see are brown staggered and bare branches and sick faces.

At this time, I was surprised to find that the elegant and clean silver needle still showed its charm alone. One morning, the weather was extremely cold, and the chrysanthemum needles became very eye-catching, standing gracefully, just like sage like type and graceful. I thought to myself: In such a cold day, even a person as big as me can't resist the attack of the cold wind, and this A Man Called Autumn Flower can still stand such cold. I understand that chrysanthemums can be accompanied by cold, and this beauty is amazing. This beauty belongs only to it. Like a "cold beauty" in a flower. Its petals are very long, white and thin, with dense growth, thick stems, beautiful flowers and green leaves, pure and refined. Dew is still left on the petals of chrysanthemum in the morning, which is relatively simple. Dewdrops roll on the petals, like jewels and diamonds, icing on the cake. The chrysanthemums in the moonlight are more holy, surrounded by darkness, and only white petals look at the bright moon from afar, which makes farmers fascinated.

Although the petals of chrysanthemum are not very big, there are many, which gives people a sense of unity. So many petals tightly embrace together, * * * to resist the cold in autumn. It is precisely because of this spirit that they can persevere, not afraid of the cold of autumn wind, and never retreat in the face of difficulties. I also admire chrysanthemum's perseverance. In the cold wind, it still stands, not intimidated by the storm.

Perhaps it was autumn, when the branches were yellow, paving the way for chrysanthemums. Chrysanthemums trembled slightly in the cold wind, which shocked the whole sky and me at the same time.