Autumn has come, and the long-lost autumn has ushered in the cool breeze of 1. I have been looking forward to this comfortable pleasure, but I lost some freedom in my haste. Everyone says they love autumn, and everyone is avoiding the bleak and desolate autumn. Autumn days, so clear and transparent; Autumn clouds, so carefree; The land in autumn is so rich and practical; Autumn night, so quiet and ghostly. The expected autumn suddenly came. As if in the blink of an eye, everything was washed away and spirituality suddenly awakened. The coldness of the fingertips has touched a little subtle secret sadness and anxiety of secretly shrinking.
Wandering souls are always longing for a place to rest. The hurried pace is full of tension and disorder brought by life. Perhaps, in this blooming season, there is a little more silence and silence. Feel a unique refreshing, just like the long white clouds, and give people some charming chic. The silence of gurgling water, the murmur of continuous drizzle, the murmur of gentle cool wind and the brilliance of the sun are all more memorable.
Leisure, take a walk, look at the green grass, and gradually turn green and yellow. Crops in the field are vying for a good harvest. How delightful it is to have ears bulging overhead, corn with brown ponytail-like lines, and occasionally golden wheat grains. Some of the put pods are piled together, piled into mountains, and some are spread on the ground. Under the sunshine, there are open pods from time to time, which are its smiles, intoxicated by the golden harvest. In a bumper harvest world, some of the leaves and crop straws on the ground have been turned to the ground by hardworking people. Soon, new seeds will sprout and grow here. After a long winter, unyielding life will show its stubborn self-confidence.
Like this hopeful autumn, it brings the joy of dreams. The seeds of hope that have been planted are not amazing when the harvest day comes. How amazing are the four seasons? Spring is dreamy, bringing warmth and hope. Summer is gorgeous, giving people vitality and vigor; Autumn is brilliant, bringing sureness and joy; Winter is solemn and thought-provoking.
Only the truth of autumn makes people reluctant to go. The fullness of the fruit makes people feel at ease, and the loneliness and helplessness make people feel sad and lonely. Heart, intoxicated by the bright sunshine and clean blue sky in Wan Li. I am willing to stand in the autumn wind and wait for the call of the goddess of fate. Give me a clean soul, dance with the frosty sky and get drunk with the sun and the moon.
Autumn is coming. I got up late in the morning and felt the rain outside the window beating the drums carelessly. I can't hear the melody, let alone make the theme of the role. It seems that the music written by the composer is too profound, and there are stiff tadpoles everywhere.
Today, the usual lively aura on the music stand is gone, which makes these players spend half a day trying to understand the music. They can't even find a conductor at the scene, and they have to obey God's orders to make some noise. Otherwise, someone should say there is no shit and get paid for it. This raindrop will jump out of the cage and make a creaking sound on the ground with big or small clouds according to its own understanding.
Hey, you can say that I play porridge better than them. In a word, the music outside the window is ugly, but it's not that annoying.
I washed several faces on the path in the yard this morning. It seems that I am still washing, and I haven't finished washing. The umbrella I held up was covered with subtle sweat and hung on my face when I fell to the ground.
Leaves of red, white, green, blue and brown lie quietly on the road. It seems that someone has arranged it uniformly. They are not chaotic, but like a landscape painting, standing quietly in front of your eyes. However, if you look up a little, you will see that the trees on the roadside are quietly guarding that wonderful picture scroll, staring at you with big eyes, and the majesty revealed is absolutely so that you won't have wild thoughts about tinkering around the edges.
It's a little cold to walk outside with half sleeves, which may be a signal of rain in early autumn. It really looks like autumn. Baiyun ran a little far, and watched Xia girl go home quickly. Her mother shouted for a long time and waited for her to eat at home. However, Baiyun will come back to welcome the boys in autumn for us and pick the harvest fruits for us.
At night, after the stars polish their eyes, they reveal a little face that people can't guess.
Traffic is still endless. I don't see anyone holding a whip behind me. I guess the line is too long, and I can't see the end after reading it for a long time. There must be a whip, or everyone will rush forward in such a hurry.
The street lamps have already been arranged. They vowed not to be afraid of the wind and rain, proud of the snow and ice, and they would turn on flashlights to escort those who came home late to sleep safely. They are very disciplined and have been trying to keep their promises.
It's getting cold, and autumn really seems to be coming.
Autumn is coming. Autumn has come to us again, with the arrival of the third grade, but it is not just the first time that he has come here. ...
Autumn is really too familiar, and the familiarity makes people turn a blind eye. Still carrying yellow grass and fallen leaves, still going to work, still going to school. Maybe students don't like autumn very much, because the weather is getting cold, so they can't touch the cool river, because the new semester in autumn is coming, so they can't play happily, because autumn is coming, so they can't play with flowers and grass for the time being ... There are many unpleasantness and reluctance in autumn. ...
Autumn is really familiar, but it also makes people feel happy. The farmer's uncle was waiting for the autumn harvest, and his anxious brow wrinkled. She came, and the farmer's uncle happily took the banker and the fruit and looked at the freshness, and the happy wrinkles came out again. Although the plants and trees withered in autumn, they only dedicated themselves to the next generation when they were still with them, which verified Gong Zizhen's statement that "falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud can protect flowers more". Although the new semester has arrived, when we meet our classmates, we can learn more interesting and useful knowledge ... In autumn, there is a lot of happiness and happiness. ...
Autumn comes with the sound of fallen leaves. Birds are building strong nests, geese are flying south, and animals are fully prepared for hibernation. In my opinion, autumn is the most distinctive of the four seasons. In autumn, there is no snow in winter, no frozen Wan Li, no birds and flowers in spring, no crowing, no scorching sun in summer. But autumn has its crisp autumn and fragrant fruit.
"The autumn wind is rustling, the golden wind is refreshing, the spring flowers and the autumn moon, the autumn moon and the cold river, the clear clouds and the autumn moon, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the decline and decline, the red leaves in first frost, the maple trees are full of dye, and it is quite critical. Ye Zhiqiu, first frost, Feng Dan welcomes autumn and autumn leaves; The sky is crisp, the autumn is crisp, the autumn is crisp, the horse fat, the osmanthus fragrance, the cinnamon fragrance, the rice fragrance, the spring flowers and autumn fruits bloom, the geese fly north, the cicadas are cold, and the buttonwood leaves fall. " Autumn is good and bad, ugly and beautiful. In a word, autumn is colorful. Let's welcome autumn with the mood of praising autumn!
I wonder how long autumn has come. It seems that a tense struggle is finally emerging. A ray of leisurely breath floated from the broad chest of the field, and there was clear water on the slope and dam. Trees and crops in the air are also swaying in the breeze, and the leaves become calm and wide. Dew came back, wet the ridge in the morning and evening, and hung quietly in the field. Lululan also came to the dam, floating quietly and never returning to the valley. Although the sunshine is still bright, it is no longer painful, but it becomes broad-minded and clear, as if it is finally powerless, and it is impossible to steam the field and reconcile with it; Autumn is coming!
Autumn comes with the sound of fallen leaves, and the morning is fresh as dew. The sky exudes soft light, clear and ethereal, which makes people want to listen to the soaring songs of larks, just like looking at the blue sea and thinking of seeing a white sail. Sunset is the wings of time. When it flew away, it spread out for a while, and then dusk. Qiu Chan's faint lingering sound is a specialty of the north; Because there are trees everywhere in Beiping and the houses are low, you can hear them singing everywhere. In the south, you have to go to the suburbs or the mountains to hear Qiu Chan's cry, which is like a cricket and a mouse in Beiping and a housefly that every household keeps at home.
Autumn comes with the sound of fallen leaves, and noon is as tempting as dew. The blue sky is spotless and crystal clear. Clouds are reflected on the clear Jialing River; The microwave of fish scales and the green river water add color to the floating clouds, which are particularly gorgeous. Look at the colorful clouds floating in the sky and the falling maple leaves around. Colorful clouds and affectionate maple leaves are meant to be unforgettable in autumn.
The moon came up, but it was half covered by clouds, hiding in the cracks of trees far away, like a girl, shy. People in the past said, however, we called for it a thousand times and urged it a thousand times before she began to walk towards us, still hiding half of her face behind her guitar. That's one o'clock The clouds are getting thicker and thicker. Let him go. He is too lazy to care about it. But I think, if it's autumn night, it's not bad to blow a little west wind. Although it is not a real pine tree, you should listen to the surging waves. Autumn comes with the sound of fallen leaves, and dusk is as attractive as Gao Lu. On a cool and sunny autumn night, bright red Mars in the starry sky adds a lot of luster and interest to us. Recently, after eight o'clock every night, Mars rises from the horizon in the southeast. It is brighter than any star in the nearby sky. No matter where you are, it is easy to find it. Autumn and
I don't know when the maple leaves changed from clear green to warm red. I don't know when, cicada singing is fragmented; I don't know when the cricket's music starts; I don't know when the color of oranges became darker. Oh, the slow-paced river beats against the bank and tells people, "I brought autumn."
Perhaps decline is also a kind of beauty. The autumn wind blew, and the palm-like maple leaves turned red with tenderness. Regardless of the autumn wind, continue to blow, blowing more than big; Maple leaves can't help it, but they are still ashamed. The more ashamed they are, the redder they become. In the end, they all turned red. Countless small maple leaves are hung or hung on the branches, attracting and tempting us, instantly illuminating my eyes and dancing the fire of life with the reddish color of fingertips.
The tenor cicada stopped singing, but there was less irritability and cymbals, while the crisp and long playing sound of crickets continued to ring. This little thing is also strange, there are many people. It can best show that they don't play during the day, but they are surprisingly lively in the dead of night. They like to give concerts, get together and play rhythmically. Even if they don't play well, they are not shy. Nobody listens anyway. That's what they did. They don't want to show themselves. They just play quietly. What a group of performers with valuable spirit!
The unknown wild chrysanthemum broke the silence of autumn and finally broke out. They opened one after another, opening and opening, as if it were never enough. They are everywhere, like colorful silks and satins, occupying, capturing and occupying gardens, grasslands and mountains. This magnificent mountain and river and overwhelming momentum suppressed prosperity.
Man deserves to be the spirit of all things, and he is not lost to autumn flowers, insects and birds. The children were lively and jumping, not feeling cold at all in the cold wind, and sweating profusely. Adults are not idle, and the breakfast just bought is still full of waste heat. Some old people dance, others dance swords, and people draw energetic pictures.
The river is lapping on the shore, full of flowers, and autumn is coming, invading the earth; Red leaves are like fire, Huang Ju is like mud, and autumn is coming, illuminating the earth; Autumn is crisp, autumn is coming, covering the earth. Look! Mountains, watersides, Woods and grasslands all absorb the breath and color of autumn.
The footprints of autumn are all over the earth!
Autumn is really carried by rivers, lakes, trees and vegetation!
Autumn is coming. Autumn came to the Woods. From a distance, yellow leaves fall like flocks of 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.
That day, I was walking alone on a small road with an umbrella. It was the first rain since autumn, and it was also the rain after my mother went on a business trip for three weeks. I walked in the garden and greeted the familiar and unfamiliar faces: Hello! Fence. That's the fence my father climbed with me; Hello! Flower bed, that is the flower bed where I sit on my mother's lap and my mother gently touches my face. Looking at the clear and fuzzy face in the autumn rain, I turned my head and walked to the other end of the path.
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 be too excited, breaking its green mouth and revealing 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.
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 has come, bidding farewell to the hot and passionate season in summer, and also bidding farewell to the feeling of irritability. Autumn is slowly coming by car. ...
I like to look up at the flowing clouds, rushing by without leaving a trace, and the blue sky looks particularly bright and blue through the clouds. The sun shines lazily, gradually illuminating the sleeping stars, and gradually opening sleepy eyes in autumn.
This is a season of continuous autumn rain. The rain silently opened the door of autumn for us. Although he is a little cold, he is always gentle and gentle. Yu Qiu likes to be a painter, inadvertently changing colors for life. Ginkgo trees were dyed yellow and swayed up and down with the rain, as if to drive away the dreariness of summer. Maple is dyed red, it is warm and red, and the attraction of red conveys our thoughts in the wind like stamps. The fields were dyed golden yellow, dancing rhythmically in the rain like an endless ocean. Autumn seems to come like this.
This is a season when melons and fruits are fragrant. The fruit of autumn is undoubtedly perfect for the buds of spring. It brings you joy and happiness. I remember there was an old pomegranate tree in my grandmother's house. Whenever this season, I like watching it. Sunlight penetrates the leaves, leaving a little light on the ground, and also illuminating the plump pomegranate. Always let grandma smile, the wind is filled with a touch of sweetness, and the mood seems to be very sweet. Autumn seems to come like this.
This is a sentimental season, but I don't like it to be shrouded in melancholy and sentimental atmosphere, which is not the characteristic of this season. Although the fall of autumn leaves is lonely, the harvest is another kind of joy. I wonder if you are walking carefully in the mountains this season. This is a fresh feeling. Birds sing like chords, streams ring like silver bells, and rugged mountain roads are shrouded in silence, unconsciously inducing our feelings. It seems that this is how autumn comes.
Autumn is silent, and he is speechless, pacing slowly and slowly. Although he is a little indifferent, after all, it has matured, gained and enriched, and it has experienced the prosperity of spring and summer. Turn all the praises into the most beautiful memories, do it quietly, autumn.
Autumn is coming. I like autumn. Although in this season, the thick green leaves that showed off for a summer began to feel tired, pieces of golden dead leaves fell quietly and fell asleep in the arms of mother earth; The flowers dispersed and the world became desolate and silent. But I just love Qiu, her loneliness and her variety.
A summer's thick green was blown into gold by the autumn wind, and the world was suddenly empty, so empty that people could not feel their existence. Some people hate autumn, saying that it takes away life, the colors of the world, the songs and dances of birds and the trees. Who said that autumn took everything away?
Autumn has come, but she has brought different colors. Chrysanthemums are yellow, white, pink and purple, as well as light green and ink. The elegant and curly petals, noble and elegant posture and gorgeous colors, although not intoxicating fragrance, are fascinating. Chrysanthemum is the representative of autumn, elegant and refined, not afraid of cold. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, it is quite interesting to enjoy the golden full moon and taste the sweet moon cakes, plus several pots of Jin Ju echoing the bright moon from afar.
Autumn is coming, and osmanthus is also very attractive to me. Although sweet-scented osmanthus is like the article "Sweet-scented osmanthus rain in my hometown", it is only a green leaf when it doesn't bloom. Even if it does, we should look for fine flowers from the dense leaves. I haven't "eaten" flowers like the author, and I haven't tasted "osmanthus and chestnut soup". I just need to smell the flowers. There are several sweet-scented osmanthus plants in the school, and they are immersed in sweet-scented osmanthus when handing in the morning checklist every day. When osmanthus blossoms, it also means that autumn is coming.
The reeds beside the river beach are also telling us that autumn is coming. Milky reed flowers sway in the autumn wind, creating a vast reed beach. As soon as the autumn wind passes, it seems to stir up layers of white waves.
Autumn is coming, and all kinds of fruits should be ripe. After all, autumn is the harvest season. Corn and rice in the field; In front of me, it is golden. Although I have never seen such a wonderful and spectacular scene, in my imagination, the fields are one after another golden yellow, dazzling. In the orchard next to it, all kinds of fruits bent the branches. People are smiling, but where is the previous dislike of autumn? Isn't autumn colorful? Isn't autumn full of vitality everywhere? Full of joy of harvest?
Autumn is so beautiful, what's the difference with summer? Autumn has come, and summer is just a touch of green and hot.
In beautiful autumn, the colors of leaves are varied, including red, yellow, light green and dark green. They danced in the air, like happy elves. Therefore, I intend to embrace our beautiful autumn.
When I went out, a tall and straight pine and cypress came into view. It is like a general, powerful and solemn. Pine and cypress belong to evergreen family. They are lush and full of vitality all year round. The diameter of this big tree is dozens of centimeters, and the top of the tree can't be seen when you look up. Its leaves are thin, unlike other leaves, which are flat and round. Don't underestimate this little leaf, it can poke people! Like a green embroidery needle. My eyes searched down the trunk. Suddenly, I found a petite dandelion among the dense pine needles under the tree. Dandelion is a perennial herb with hollow stems. When it breaks, white pulp will appear on the fracture surface. Its leaves are turquoise, with small ivory serrations on the edge.
I came to the park again, and the first thing I saw was camphor tree. Cinnamomum camphora, like pine and cypress, belongs to evergreen family. The leaves are oval and fragrant. The leaves of camphor tree are very special. Sometimes several colors appear on the same tree: dark green, light green, red and yellow.
Then, I saw bamboo again. Bamboo leaves are long olive-shaped, with sharp ends, a thin layer of fluff on the leaves and serrations on both sides, but they feel nothing; If you touch it backwards, you may cut your finger. Gently take off a bamboo leaf, and it will roll up like straw in a minute.
The last thing I saw was the maple leaf, the autumn forecaster. When it becomes as red as fire, people will know that autumn is coming. Some of these little red angels are like slaps, some are like duck feet, some are like five-pointed stars, and some are like chrysanthemums rolled up.
"Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers." Although these autumn leaves are not fresh and tender in spring and vigorous in summer, they would rather wither themselves and be crushed into mud by autumn rain and winter snow for richer fruits. Suddenly found that the autumn leaves falling overhead from time to time are so beautiful!
People are looking forward to the season when fruits and vegetables are fragrant, the season when the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the season of prosperity. So in people's expectation, she came with the wind and rain that Miss Chun and Miss Xia gave her. This kind of wind and rain has a sweet taste, so people call it "autumn wind" and "autumn rain". Wherever Miss Qiu goes, it will turn golden yellow or red. At this time, people shouted happily: "Hi, autumn is coming."
From ancient times to the present, people's cognition of autumn is mostly desolate and depressed. Maybe it's those dancing dead leaves, or maybe my understanding is too simple. In a word, I think Autumn should be a peasant symphony. Everywhere you go, you can hear rhythmic "hey, hey, hey" and rough metal collisions. Ah, it's beautiful.
The mountains in the distance were the first to greet Miss Qiu. Large tracts of green disappeared and were replaced by songkhla red, like overturned paint. The colors of this mountain are different everywhere, including songkhla red, orange yellow and several pine trees. Exposed loess, protruding rocks, these common things together, give people a visual impact. Standing on the mountainside, you seem to be in an oil painting, too beautiful to be true but immersed in it.
The nearby ridge has also become a place where Miss Qiu stops to rest, and the ridge is also a lively scene. Sorghum tickled by autumn wind bent down and blushed with laughter. Ripe apple's red face, like an angry little doll, makes people fondle it. Don't underestimate the small corn cob, it sticks to the corn stalk. Peel off all the "Jin Doudou". Golden, round and fragrant, but it's all in this corn cob. Golden wheat also dances in the wind, like aquatic plants on the bottom of the sea. Seen from a height, waves of wheat are like golden tides. The air is filled with rich fragrance, but the most striking thing about this scene is the simple and generous farmer who laughs repeatedly.
Miss Jin, Jin and Chun came here in another way, that is autumn rain. In order to release their love for the autumn girl, people plunged into the fragrant autumn rain, and then I deeply felt that autumn was coming.
Ah, Miss Qiu. Although you don't have the energy of spring and the enthusiasm of summer, you are generous and beautiful. You sent the autumn wind and autumn rain to every corner, the autumn rhyme to everyone's heart, and the unique fragrance of autumn to everyone's memory.