The first composition in autumn 1 The autumn sunshine penetrates the dense leaves, and the scattered autumn light shines on the face, which is warm. Listening to the slow wind and smelling the faint fragrance of osmanthus, I know that autumn is coming.
Some people around me seem to announce the arrival of autumn, covered with golden leaves; Fruitful trees; Leaves floating in the air; Spring water flowing on the ground. The rustling autumn wind has come, and the maple leaves openly spread their fiery red side, and the fiery red chased by the wind slowly rotates and falls in the air. The graceful landing posture is like a dancing butterfly dancing gently. The fallen leaves on the ground, yellow and red blend together to form a harmonious and beautiful picture. Isn't this the autumn leaves?
The sunshine in autumn is not as bright as that in spring; Autumn flowers are not as charming as summer flowers, but they have the unique temperament of autumn. Standing in front of autumn, enjoying the sad atmosphere of autumn, touching the scene and thinking about infinite sadness, how much I look forward to it. In the face of autumn, I state my past mistakes and pour out my grievances to it. In the face of autumn, it seems that you can rest assured, guard against and open your heart to communicate with it.
Autumn wind blows gently, lifting my clothes, blowing leaves all over the floor, petals flying, leaves and petals intertwined in mid-air, dancing together and being happy together. Leaves like a boat hold up the light petals, which are inseparable, and cling together like friends who have played for many years. The autumn wind at this time, understandably, put the pace down and walked slowly, making people unaware of its arrival. Leaves and petals stabilize their bodies and slowly fall into the embrace of the earth.
This is my favorite autumn, an autumn in which leaves are falling, an autumn in which flowers are flying, a sad autumn and an autumn in which people can wash their hearts.
Autumn first day composition 2 All the year round, cold comes and summer goes, and I love autumn alone: spring is like a naive and romantic little girl, innocent but without connotation; Summer is a passionate girl, full of temptation but easy to burn; Winter is like an old woman walking alone, complaining about sadness and sorrow in her back; Only autumn is a middle-aged lady with a variety of amorous feelings, elegant and mature, with a long charm. ...
Autumn is a fascinating and pleasing season: autumn is picturesque-blue sky and white clouds are long; Green hills are lush; The green water, the eyes are rippling; Autumn is crisp and quiet; Rhododendron maple leaves are red, chrysanthemums are as yellow as gold and as white as snow, willows are dancing, and osmanthus is spitting. ...
Autumn is a mature season: the trees are full of fruits, the flowers are overflowing, the fields are full of fragrant rice, the frogs are screaming, the water is full of crab fat, and the fishermen sing late. ...
This is the season for workers. Hard sweat brought the joy of harvest, and they sang and danced.
This is a festive season; Under the ideal pursuit and sweat of * *, the fruit is ripe, and how many men and women are married in this golden October? ...
The autumn moon is bright, cool and affectionate, illuminating lonely passers-by at night and shedding tears of acacia for Iraqis everywhere; In particular, the moon on the fifteenth day is particularly round, which has entrusted China people with the eternal dream of reunion: in the eyes of border guards' families, the full moon is a round military medal, with a semicircle and a semicircle; In the eyes of lovers in love, it is the bright lamp carried by Yue Lao, the goddess of the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon, and the rings and earrings worn by each other at the wedding. In the eyes of the elderly, it is a gold medal for children thousands of miles away to go home. Watching the children sit in groups of three or five, like a bright moon shining in their hearts, they are intoxicated in the greeting conversation. ...
Autumn in Qiu Ren, autumn scenery, autumn is fading away ... Just say it if you want, but it's a cool autumn!
I like autumn best all year round. It is colorful. Trees in autumn are the most beautiful. You see, the buttonwood is like a fan. They worked together to get rid of the summer heat. When the wind blows, the plane leaves dance like butterflies. The wind stopped and the leaves fell like a golden carpet on the ground to welcome Miss Qiu. Ginkgo trees also come to join in the fun. There are many colors, including gold and green. Ginkgo trees dance in the air like golden butterflies when they fall leaves. Maple is really dazzling in autumn, its leaves are like pieces, and the coolness of autumn is sent by mail; Pines and cypresses are green all year round. They guard our home like sentries. The leaves of cycads are as sharp as needles, and they are like a big comb, combing our home in obscurity. Flowers in autumn are also beautiful. Beautiful violets bloom everywhere, just like fairies sent by Miss Qiu to protect our home. Chrysanthemum is unwilling to be lonely, blooming its own beauty. They are colorful, white as snow, pink as chardonnay, red as fire and yellow as gold. They are all kinds, some flowers are smiling like dolls, some are in bud, just like the blushing face of a big girl. I love autumn all the year round, and I love my home in autumn even more.
Since the beginning of the fourth season, the composition of the first day of autumn has been slightly cold. But there seems to be a trace of summer in the air, lingering. However, it is autumn.
Autumn insects are still playing soft music, and the sky is still clear and clean as if it were unreal. The sunshine is very good, and it is warm and sprinkled on the body, which makes people feel inexplicable.
Autumn seems to have lost the excitement of summer, and the garden is just silent. Fallen leaves are quietly sprinkled under the feet, telling the soil about the half season she has experienced. The leaves began to turn red slowly. What color is this! Although the number is small, how dazzling they are hidden in the green leaves.
A faint fragrance drifted away with the wind. Osmanthus fragrans, small buds scattered among green leaves, can hardly be found. But this smell makes me a cold patient smell so clear. The sky is clear, clear and far away. The coolness is coming, the wind is blowing quietly, and the green and yellow are falling.
This is autumn, a little lonely, but beautiful. Maybe in another month, she will be replaced by the roaring winter, but in a short time, she still showed what she has.
In this weather, I always want people to stay quietly in front of the French window and face this autumn alone. A cup of fragrant tea is steaming quietly, and the old bound book is spread out with an autumn leaf on the page. This is a wonderful thing!
The sky is so blue that people forget their thoughts. They just want to lie comfortably, let the sun shine on themselves, chat with Xiaoqiu insects, and quietly close their eyes and doze off.
The shadow of autumn, the trace of autumn, has been around us, slowly appearing.
The first day of autumn is another Mid-Autumn Festival and a reunion month. But in my heart, I can't stand the shock anymore.
I remember the Mid-Autumn Festival in those years, everyone was happy, got together, talked and laughed, and was very lively. Prepare a delicious meal on the big table at noon, move out the small table at night, and then put your favorite jujube paste moon cakes on the table. I was leaning against the cold wall, but my heart was full of warmth. Looking at the moon like a jade plate overhead, singing my favorite song. The fifteenth moon is like an elegant and dignified dancer, walking quietly with her chest out. Her moon is more beautiful and brighter than ever. I stared at her more than once, looking up at her embedded in the deep night sky and admiring the soft light she selflessly sprinkled on the earth, adding a touch of color to the earth.
But this Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone seems to be busy. I don't have any expectations if I don't go to my relatives. I just buried my head in my mobile phone like everyone else and touched the lifeless screen with my cold fingers. As for the reunion dinner, it is probably as rich as in previous years, but the honey in my heart is gone. What to eat is not so sweet. A full moon hangs in the dark night sky. Except this full moon, there are no stars in the sky. ...
It's Mid-Autumn Festival again, but how can this Mid-Autumn Festival become synonymous with low-headed people's dinners and Taiwan Province parties?
Autumn flowers, swaying, dying, silent, without a sound. Autumn is cold and autumn flowers are sad. The autumn wind is rustling and the sky is full of stars. Have the flowers shed tears in such a silent night? No, I don't think so. It left a mark.
Listen, listen, what a wonderful piano sound. Who plucked the strings of the years? Ding-dong, Ding-dong, the stream is singing and the petals are falling in the stream. Is this the trace left by autumn flowers? Flowers fall, the fragrance flows eastward with the water, and the fragrance continues when the stream is not dry.
Life is like a course, a tree full of buds. Dream is a flower, a flower that blooms proudly. The passing years, far away, and the flower marks sleeping peacefully in memory, have they left us with good memories?
As long as you leave a trace, it's enough. Even if you are small, you can still smile proudly.
Although in the end, what is left is only the flower calyx of the tree, just a wisp of fragrance that is difficult to capture in the air, that is enough, that is enough. Once bloom is full of trees and red shadows are fragrant, they will all bloom in the long river of ancient history. That's enough, as long as you leave a trace, let a person smile for the trace you left, and smile from the heart. Bloom has no flowering period.
I asked the flowers, is it worthwhile to recharge your batteries for a long time, just for a moment of fragrance? They laughed. Someone always remembers, remembers that autumn, the flower that will never bloom again, and the fragrance it exudes. ...
Who can sing a song? At the end of the song, all the people will be dispersed and all the pianists will die. ...
Look, look, autumn has come to us unconsciously.
Autumn has come, and everyone's face is filled with joy. I can't help feeling proud when I see my mature autumn fruit. Children are running around in this golden fairy tale world, stepping on the ground, catching butterflies and looking at the sky several times. Autumn is beautiful, and people's life is also beautiful.
I came here gently, but I accidentally knocked off the dew covered in the morning. I can't help hearing Ding Ding's logging coming from the valley. Put down the sickle of overeating. Put the fat fruits and vegetables between the bamboo fences with the prepared baskets. Autumn has come and settled in the farmhouse silently.
In the distance, the river is covered with a layer of cold fog. The sailboat came to the middle of the river, cast round fishing nets into the river, and fished out some herring like butter leaves and some shadows of butter leaves. The awning made of reeds is covered with layers of frost. Gently shake the paddle and play on the fishing boat in autumn like a child.
The land full of weeds appears higher and more empty in the sound of crickets, and the stream appears clearer because it is dry enough to see stones. Where is the crisp flute on the cow's back that is full of summer, and where is the flute hole with the fragrance and heat of summer night? Autumn is tired, and now she sleeps peacefully in the eyes of the shepherdess.
Autumn is like a sophisticated adult, although not so gorgeous but full of poetry. Autumn makes you forget all the unpleasantness in spring and summer like an angel. Autumn is like sunrise, not brilliant but thought-provoking.
I was walking on the road in autumn, and a yellow leaf at the edge of the tree fell lightly like a butterfly and lay quietly on the ground. Oh, autumn is coming. I think the so-called "quite picky" is the truth. I like autumn for endless reasons. In autumn, the blue sky is dotted with several white clouds, just like a mother, and the white clouds snuggle in her arms; In autumn, chrysanthemums bloom, one after another, like innocent smiling faces of children and fireworks in the air; In autumn, the rice in the field is ripe, and when you look around, it is golden, and the autumn wind rises at first, like a ups and downs ocean. The breath of autumn always comes inadvertently, quietly, the leaves are yellow and the temperature is cold.
The sunshine is brighter. The apples in the orchard are ripe, their faces are red, and the oranges are ripe, hanging on the branches like a big lantern. When autumn comes, pomegranate opens its mouth and cheers. And we, wearing comfortable casual clothes, play freely under the blue sky and white clouds and enjoy this beautiful autumn!
How many poets have written poems that will last forever for autumn, and how many writers have written popular articles for autumn! Maybe I can't praise it with beautiful words, but I deeply know that autumn, although not as graceful as spring, not as shaded as summer, not as white as winter, brings us lightness and joy!
Autumn composition 9 gently, gently, the autumn wind girl took away the hot summer and brought cool autumn.
Autumn is the harvest season. Red apples in the orchard compete to show us their red cheeks; Some fragrant pears in Huang Chengcheng are hidden among the leaves, and some run out happily, as if playing hide-and-seek with us; That little persimmon is covered with branches like a small lantern. ...
Autumn is a happy season. In summer, the famous pond singer Mr. Frog began to snore in autumn; The lovely squirrel sister began to eat squirrels, ate herself like a big fat pig, and went back to the cave to sleep after eating; Brother Ant is no exception. He picked up the crumbs and began to walk home, ready to go back and have a good meal. ...
Autumn is another colorful season. Qiu Xian gave red to Brother Feng, making him a bright spot in autumn. When the autumn wind girl blows gently, Brother Feng hurriedly lets the maple leaves fall, so that people can enjoy the beautiful scenery of "Maple Leaf Rain". Autumn fairy gave oranges to orange sister, which made people enjoy the sweet taste; The autumn fairy gave yellow to Sister Chrysanthemum to let people appreciate her beauty. ...
Autumn is also a warm season. People put a white cotton-padded jacket on Grandpa Dashu to protect Grandpa Dashu from the coming cold. Good boy took off his beautiful gauze skirt in summer and put on warm autumn clothes. ...
Miss Qiu Feng sent us a letter from the Autumn Fairy, which made us hear the sound of autumn.
Autumn first composition 10 autumn, step into the threshold, the sunset is outside the door. The sky is clear and blue; Cloud, as a footnote without words. The cabin is not far away, and we arrived as promised.
The mountain is not high, and Lin dyes first. My feet are weak and I don't walk a few steps, so I sweat like rain and my steps are slow. The road, like an endless distance, is fortunately accompanied by colleagues all the way silently.
In the valley, the rocks are green and the pool water is quiet and cool. Suddenly, a sprawling maple tree tripped. The mountain wind suddenly rises, and the trees are spinning rapidly. Ah, the red leaves are all over the sky ... But the wind has stopped and the leaves have fallen. The harvest of autumn suddenly appeared in my heart. Why talk about happiness? That's how fun comes.
The scenery of calling friends rushed into the hanging waterfall, with the color of wind and vanilla, and suddenly became clear from the height, like the ink color written by Xinyu Pu. It's out of panic and excitement. People stopped to take pictures, the sun shone bit by bit, the leaves were new, and the clouds hovered on the water. Everything is transparent and fresh. ......
Pain can be forgotten. Nature is the best healer. The hiss of the mountain, the water, the tree, the stone, the bird and the cicada need no music, just wait for a sound, and they will combine high and low to become a natural sound, swimming like flowing clouds, making people forget their troubles and swim in it.
What is hiking? Did you make up the worries at the bottom of the altar, or did you get bored after the clear and mature years? Every year, meet again and again, say goodbye again and again. When my mind grows old, I only hope to find that happiness in the printed landscape.
Life is like a kaleidoscope, all kinds of things will happen, and childhood is the most beautiful pattern, which can reflect colorful light. In my childhood memory, autumn night is so charming. The beautiful night sky is so vast that night is the freshest and most transparent in a day. Autumn night is so quiet. Cordate telosma was blown by the slow autumn wind, and a burst of flowers came to my face. There are stars everywhere in the autumn night sky. In the dark blue night sky, the bright moon is particularly bright. When I was a child, I often looked at the moon in a daze. "Who lives on the moon?" I asked my father curiously. Dad told me that the moon is deserted and uninhabited. But I was only five years old at that time, and I couldn't understand what my father was saying. My childish mind is full of naive ideas. "no! Dad, the other day, my mother told me the story of the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon. A beautiful Chang 'e girl lives on the moon. She holds a jade rabbit every day. The moon is a beautiful place. There must be many people living there. " Dad thought about it, smiled and said to me, "That's what you said! Then I found that the shape of the moon is different every day. I think: it must be the moon, and people are walking around, blocking part of the light of the moon. I told my mother this conclusion. My mother was dumbfounded and told me about the moon. I didn't understand a word. I continued to think about my "great conclusion". Winter went to spring, spring went to summer, and summer went to Qiu Lai. The bright moon still rises every night, but childhood is gone forever. I won't say anything stupid about Chang 'e on the moon now, but how much I miss my childhood!
Autumn 12 autumn is a season of fresh fruit fragrance. Countless fruits were finally harvested, and the fruit farmers ran three feet high happily! The autumn wind blowing from the east is cool and refreshing.
The grass in autumn is slightly yellow, but it has vigorous vitality. It is indomitable and is struggling fiercely with the external environment. The grass is ripe in autumn. They walk on the dead leaves with their own feet, face the cool evening breeze, fly with their skirts and let the sunset linger. Although autumn withered the green leaves, it also swept the maple leaves all over the mountain. The generous and solid golden autumn gives people a feeling of wanting to fly and sing.
The rain flying all over the sky makes the wandering prodigal son have mixed feelings, including sad smoke, dreamy fog, bitterness, sentiment, understanding and thousands of unbearable feelings; Whispering autumn water, like whispering with white clouds and blue sky, makes people feel happy if there are no notes jumping in their hearts, bringing inexplicable palpitations, washing their hearts; The moon is bright and the wind is clear, and lovesickness is the most sleepless. On a blue moonlit night, dense nebulae are like a handful of pearls embedded in a silky blue sky. Thin moon gauze, flowing moon sea, annual rings resting on old trees, and silver moon waves take you to your autumn dreams; In the bleak autumn season, there is always a trace of melancholy and sadness in my heart. Leaves shivering in the ruthless autumn wind, desperately climbing trees, full of longing for life. The autumn wind dragged the autumn leaves down from the treetops without pity. The yellow autumn leaves fluttered in the air and drifted helplessly with the wind. How helpless they were. Cover your mother with your chest against the terrible cold!
Ah! How simple and precious the spirit of these grasses is!
The first composition in autumn 13 After an autumn rain, the earth is cool, moist and colorful. Autumn comes with brisk rhythm, beautiful melody and singing. Following the footsteps of autumn, I set off.
Smell, the community is filled with refreshing fragrance. Looking for the source of fragrance, it is a osmanthus tree with broad leaves and green leaves. Small golden osmanthus flowers, like timid little girls, are clustered next to each other and hidden among leaves, leaving only a small head to look around. In the sun, the osmanthus trees are glowing with golden light, which is particularly dazzling. In the breeze, the fragrance is getting stronger and stronger. Take a deep breath and be happy. All the troubles and distractions have been forgotten.
You see, the autumn wind gently blows the treetops in the park, the maple leaves are blushing, and the phoenix tree has put on new clothes. The leaves on the branches danced with the wind, falling from the sky like lively and lovely elves. Chrysanthemums are in full bloom, and red, yellow, white and purple are particularly gorgeous under the sunshine. The charming fragrance attracted hardworking bees and buzzed among the flowers. Looking at the center of the lake, the lake gradually covered with a layer of mist, and you can vaguely see the layers of water waves on the lake, such as a girl's skirt being blown by a breeze. Compared with yesterday, the air is a little cool.
Listen, "quack", that's the frog bulging its belly and bidding farewell to the green stage; "sasha vujacic", that is the good news that red sorghum and golden rice inform people of maturity; "Gaga", the geese flying south seem to have given up this charming scenery; "Ha ha", the farmers laughed heartily, conveying the joy of sharing the harvest; "giggle", the children are playing on the grass with kites. ...
Along the way, I realized that the footprints of autumn are everywhere. It is sometimes hidden in fragrant flowers; It sometimes hides in the autumn leaves; It is sometimes hidden in the beautiful sound, which makes people feel free, quiet and relaxed and intoxicated.
Autumn is a beautiful season.
I like autumn. Summer is not impetuous, spring is not complicated, and winter is not cold. Autumn is a season that can calm the mind.
I wonder what autumn is like in other places. I only know that autumn in my hometown is quiet, elegant and beautiful.
In Huidong in autumn, most trees are evergreen all year round, but there is a section of roadside planted with ginkgo biloba. Every autumn, beautiful ginkgo leaves fall like yellow butterflies and are covered with gold. Although the leaves are gradually falling, they always stand proudly, facing the autumn frost and soaring into the sky. On the slender and straight trunk of ginkgo tree, there are traces of years-being beaten by autumn frost. The beauty of autumn is not only in ginkgo biloba. There are many osmanthus and autumn chrysanthemums in Huidong. Although osmanthus trees are not as tall as ginkgo trees, they are more flourishing than ginkgo trees. The leaves of osmanthus trees are evergreen all the year round, but among the emerald-like leaves, there is a cluster of petite osmanthus in beige, gold and red. Osmanthus fragrans is very small, but its fragrance is very strong, and you can smell the refreshing fragrance from a distance. Autumn chrysanthemum is not inferior, huge flowers are in full bloom in the wind, a gust of wind blows, and chrysanthemum petals are all over the ground, which is amazing. Autumn is also the harvest season for many crops. Red sorghum can be used to brew mellow sorghum wine; Roasting and eating sweet potatoes is typical. Autumn has not only harvest, but also hope. Some crops are sown in autumn. Such as wheat, onion and garlic used to make flour, vegetables rich in vitamins and rapeseed used to fry rapeseed oil. ...
How beautiful autumn is! I am walking in the street of Huidong University, enjoying the beautiful scenery of my hometown in autumn!
● Teacher's comment: This article highlights the "theme" and describes the beauty of autumn, with distinctive details, rich features and care from beginning to end.
Autumn first composition 15 autumn has come, leaves have fallen, autumn is crisp and full of fruits, which is really charming! Looking at the fields in spring, summer, autumn and winter, the most beautiful and attractive is the autumn fields.
In the field, the rice is ripe and golden, as if someone had spread a thick layer of gold in the field. The autumn wave shakes the ear of rice, making the heavy ear of rice swing rhythmically, as if the golden mountain is sliding. Wind and waves are like moving music.
On the hillside, an ear of sorghum stands proudly. When the autumn wind blows, they are like the torch of victory, shaking happily. At the intersection of the field and the hillside, the thick green corn stalks vomit huge ears of fruit. Under the irradiation of autumn, it is golden and Huang Chengcheng, like a crown in a palace. There is a big road in the middle of the hillside. The grass on the roadside is not full, maybe they are losing weight. The small shrubs on the roadside look a little listless. I wonder if they didn't sleep well last night.
There are trees on both sides of a road, and the brim of summer clothes and winter clothes has become much thinner. A gust of wind blew, and leaves fell one after another, red, yellow, flowery and so on. It is like a fairy scattering flowers, and it is like thousands of colorful butterflies flying in the air.
An old cow was pulling a cart on the road and walked a little slowly. From time to time, she stepped on a litter and gasped. A group of children are playing under the tree. Some of them are playing hide-and-seek, some are throwing sandbags, and some are playing 123 Woodenhead. Look at the clothes they are wearing, some are long trousers, some are long shorts, some are short trousers, and some are shirtless, as if they are doing a fashion show.