Xia Feng is full of vigor and vitality. By the small pond, the lotus fragrance smells across the bank.
Autumn wind mingles with autumn rain, and the night is cool. There is sound, and fallen leaves are flying.
The wind in winter is like a tiger, and the study is covered with windows. All day, the birds hid.
Write the composition of Yu Xia, Xia He and Xia Feng. Xia He Xiao He only shows the sharp corner, and the dragonfly has long stood on it.
In early summer, the weather is getting hot, people take off their thick clothes, and flowers and trees show their heroic spirit one by one. Tree-lined paths and scenery are very charming.
What attracts me most is the graceful lotus flowers in the small lake.
The lotus in early summer is not in full bloom yet, and there is only one or two buds in the middle of the lake, which seems deserted and monotonous. You can take a closer look and think about it. Lotus leaves are all over the lake, and the buds are "a little red among the evergreen trees", but they have a different flavor.
As the weather gets hotter and hotter, the lotus finally can't stand it, and the petals slowly stretch out under the sunlight.
How beautiful! I can't help but marvel.
The edge of the pink petals is a little red, which wraps a layer, but only reveals a beige core in the middle.
While marveling at the beauty of lotus, I can't help but think of what people often say: "Lotus grows out of mud but doesn't get stained". Is that really the case? I'm a little skeptical, because I always feel that people and animals and plants always have something in common.
In real life, the hardships in officialdom are far more cruel than imagined. Corrupt officials are blacker than one, and it will never be possible to "get out of the mud without being stained."
But when we play in the lake by boat, the crystal clear lake and lotus flowers are really spotless! This reminds me that even in the darkness of officialdom, there will always be just people and honest officials to maintain Anping.
Early summer, favorite, lotus.
In summer, lotus leaves are pink and green.
Inscription Summer is the time when lotus flowers are in full bloom. In ancient times, Zhou Dunyi loved lotus, but now I love lotus.
When the first cicada song crossed the sky, summer came quietly, and the lotus pond ushered in the beautiful scenery of lotus flowers blooming everywhere.
Look, there are some budding flower bones sticking out of a green leaf in the pond.
Some people are about to lose their green clothes; Some are still wrapped in green clothes and refuse to bloom ... "Fish play in the lotus leaf, lotus leaf east, lotus leaf west, lotus leaf south and lotus leaf north". When the fish heard that summer was coming, they couldn't stand the joy and ran to have a quick look.
Fish are playing hide-and-seek among lotus leaves, celebrating the arrival of summer and rejoicing that the lotus is about to bloom.
Leaving the fish ushered in the wind.
The wind, with the heat of summer, blows the green clothes of lotus buds.
Branches and vines danced with the wind. Did you hear Hua's laughter? It says to open the door.
The eyes focused on a dragonfly. It flapped its wings and tried to catch it, but it turned its head and flew away in the fragrant hall.
Oh! So where will it go? "Xiao He just showed his sharp corner, and the dragonfly had already stood on his head."
He loves the lotus flower so much that he can't wait to see it and chat with it in a low voice! Shh, don't disturb them.
When in full bloom, "the lotus leaves are infinitely bright and the lotus flowers are of different colors."
Lotus leaves are as green as jade, covering the whole lotus pond and receiving infinite blue leaves on the horizon. The blooming lotus flowers reflect that Xia Hong is on the edge of a day and looks different.
The lotus is finally in bloom! As the ancients said, graceful lotus is "muddy but not dirty, clear but not demon".
After seeing the dirty mud under the lotus pond, you simply imagine that the lotus flowers in front of you grow out of the mud and have nothing to say.
Lotus is washed with clear water, but you can't describe it as "enchanting".
It is like an ancient gentleman, unaffected by the dirty environment in the world, and still maintains its cleanest and purest essence.
Lotus, the gentleman of flowers.
Lotus fragrance is scattered into the wind, and the fragrance is far and clear. Compared with the rich perfume, this lotus fragrance is elegant and fresh several times.
You need to smell it carefully, it will seep into your heart and spleen.
Driving away the annoying boredom of summer for you is like planting a beautiful lotus flower in your heart.
See the fish playing in the lotus, so close to the lotus.
Alas, I'm not a fish that can play in the pond. How much I want to see the lotus up close.
Recall what the predecessors said, "You can look at it from a distance, but you can't play contemptuously." .
It's like a gentleman is inviolable.
But it is also in this way that it can bloom in the distance, and people can't easily get close to play.
Xia Feng gently blew the mountain before he left, but the fog on the top of the mountain hasn't dissipated, because he was baptized by rain last night.
When I opened the door, a fresh and ethereal wind blew on my face, and the tiredness on my face suddenly vanished.
Our family strolled on the sidewalk, enjoying the good air brought by the rain.
Well, the whole city looks like a huge steamer because it was always scorching in the sun a few days ago. We are in it, and breathing some fresh air is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.
That I stayed indoors for several days, in an air-conditioned room.
The plan to climb the mountain has been postponed again and again.
But today I can finally realize my long-cherished wish! After a while, we came to the foot of the mountain. I'm happy, but I'm also worried that I can't reach the finish line.
Because this mountain is too high! But I started anyway.
We climb up step by step, and we talk about some interesting things to each other, hoping to make ourselves feel less tired.
But this method has not played a big role. Halfway through the climb, I was panting and sweating on my forehead.
This is what I really want to give up, but on second thought, since I have climbed here, let's stick to the finish line.
Don't let the previous sweat flow in vain.
So I followed my parents and continued to climb.
Ah! I finally reached the top of the mountain and I cheered.
This is my father suddenly excited and said to me, "Look, daughter!" " I followed my father's finger and saw the whole of Hangzhou! I am very surprised! My sweat did not flow in vain. During my recent visits to Hangzhou, I have always had a wish to see the whole of Hangzhou. I don't want my vision to be confined to a narrow space, so I should look at it more first.
This time, God gave me a good gift in return, and I thank you! I had mixed feelings in my heart, and tears flowed out unconsciously.
I quietly enjoy the beautiful scenery around me, which is really beautiful.
I think if I give up halfway up the mountain, I will miss this beautiful scenery.
This will be a great regret in my life.
At this time, I remembered a sentence: sunshine is always after the storm.
Yes, all the good things in the world are not found at the beginning, but through unremitting efforts.
So is my life. Only by not being intimidated by the difficulties and obstacles in my study and working hard will my life have a good result.
The composition about 500 words describing summer ushered in a hot summer.
The sun is hot and the earth is boiling hot.
People enjoy the cool under the big tree, talking and laughing.
The children chased each other around the tree and had a good time. No matter how you shout, he just can't stop. Grandparents are shaking elephant trunk fans under the big tree to catch up with the past, which is very lively.
Grandpa Sun showed no mercy, and even baked soil in a spicy way, which made the children unbearable. Some went to the popsicle house, some ran to the swimming pool, and they didn't want to come out after soaking in it.
In summer, flowers and trees are the most vigorous, there are trees everywhere, and there are lush and colorful flowers everywhere. Looking around, it is an ocean of flowers and trees.
The leaves are all green. In warm Xia Feng, rolling up handfuls of green fans to cool down also brings cool air to people enjoying the cool under the trees.
Flowers bloom more beautifully in summer, and the hot weather is still fighting for beauty. We must compare them, but they are all particularly beautiful and comparable under the scorching sun.
The grass in summer is particularly beautiful. Standing in the scorching sun without weakness, we try our best to stand up so that people can step on it and not fall down, which has become a beautiful scenery on the horizon.
The weather in summer is like a monkey's face. One day it will be clear in Wan Li, and the next it will rain cats and dogs, which makes people wonder what to do.
No wonder every rain in summer comes so suddenly that you are caught off guard, like splashing and falling to the ground. After a while, the ground was full of water, and raindrops were as big as pebbles in the sand and as dense as dust on the ground. Summer rain is not as gentle as spring rain and autumn rain. It hurts to touch your face gently, but it is much cooler after a storm.
The sky in summer is also the most beautiful among the four seasons. In the morning, the sky is as blue as washed sapphire, and the clouds are as white as ivory hair on a lamb.
In the world, it is as beautiful and unique as an excellent ink painting with only blue and white rendering and no ink lines.
The night sky in summer is also beautiful, thick and dark, like a bottle of ink splashed on white paper, but there are thousands of "bright lights" and a "big lantern" for you to see.
About Xia Feng's masterpiece "Xia Feng I like the wind". Although I can't see, I can feel it.
The autumn wind is bleak, the winter wind is chilly, and the spring breeze is humid. I love the summer wind alone, soft and warm, blowing on my body, comfortable and refreshing, and often enjoying this feeling with a smile.
In summer, the sky is blue and fresh, the wind is light and the clouds are light, and the blooming sunflowers are full of business, smiling at the sun.
Summer is the best season of the year, and the weather is super cool.
The best wind is Xia Feng, which gives people a faint face; The best rain is summer rain, which makes people cool; The best night is summer night, which makes people feel very comfortable; The best sky is the summer sky, which gives people a comfortable feeling of light wind and clouds.
Many things happened in summer, but I can't remember a few.
But what happened, as long as you work hard, you will have a clear conscience and no regrets in this life.
Time is ruthless and memory is diluted. Sadness, helplessness, all the past, roared away like a gust of wind.
The wind messed up my hair and gave me a burst of laughter ... Sunflowers in summer don't talk.
Endless melancholy is only at night, happy mood and sad words are revealed in my diary.
The wind has messed up my mind, and I can't hide my confusion. I am wandering in the ends of the earth. It is a strange future and an unknown road.
The ends of the earth are deceptive, the sea is empty, and the cause is empty.
Beautiful night sky, sad stars, silent night sky, how can there be so many illusory dreams? Facing the wind, I feel the softness of Xia Feng, with a sense of tranquility, ignoring worldly impetuousness, quietly understanding the simple life and enjoying the coolness and leisure of life.
Suddenly I came to Xia Feng, and I felt how refreshing it was.
Flowers will bloom, rain will stop, and there will always be a happy wind and a sad wind in the ups and downs of life, which will disappear without a trace.
There are always people in life who come with the wind, wait quietly and never leave; There are also some people, the wind is as big as wine, crazy as drunk, but when they wake up, they have nowhere to find, come and go like the wind, and their dreams have no trace.
Fate is deep and shallow, and so on: countless encounters, countless separations, countless feelings, perhaps reluctance, perhaps expectation, perhaps helplessness, and finally understanding, it is better to keep quiet and smile calmly.
The taste of the wind describes the taste of the wind. The natural wind is colorless and tasteless, but the humanistic wind is real and sensible, with five flavors.
Among them, there are many wonderful flavors that you need to savor.
(1) The Wind of Thought During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there was an old man. When Confucius and Mencius traveled around the world and talked about the way of benevolence and righteousness, he hesitated between fields and dikes and observed all kinds of small things with great interest.
Watching dragonflies fly, touching the tentacles of snails, and observing persistence are as serious as Confucius and Mencius studying monarch and minister.
Does he really don't know what a dragonfly is and what a snail is? No, he knows everything. He is just getting close to nature and returning to nature.
This is Zhuangzi.
Zhuang Ziyun: "Heaven and earth coexist with me, and everything is one with me.
"So I think the master just smiled when he defeated his opponent.
And this kind of tolerance and tolerance that relies on Taishan to surpass the North Sea is what ordinary people have? So I admire him as a devout convert, touching his every word and his every soul.
(2) The Wind of Music The music he created is the sound of nature, and his life is a miracle. The fate of a deaf person is so great! Beethoven.
Beethoven's music means a kind of firmness, an unyielding, a kind of courage to firmly hold one's destiny in one's own hands.
It can teach cowards courage, stubbornness and courage; Teach people who kneel to stand up with independent minds; Teach empty souls who lack will and self-confidence to make progress.
It can gradually accumulate an eternal self-confidence in your heart, and then sublimate into a belief that wind and rain will not invade, and turn into a mountain of spiritual wealth that no one can occupy.
-Let the magnificence of the music world created by Beethoven constantly enrich and enlighten our inner world.
(3) The Wind of Literature He only woke up in an accidental opportunity, thus shaping the "Chinese soul" with his whole life.
"I commend Xuanyuan with blood", "I look at Qianzhi coldly and bow my head as a willing ox.
"It is this kind of exhortation that made him resolutely move forward in that difficult era and fight the enemy at the forefront with paper and pen.
Before and after the May 4th Movement, there were many explorers like him, which made it possible for the Chinese nation to be saved again and again, and led to the China Revolution of "a single spark can start a prairie fire".
He is Lu Xun.
Now that the deceased is like a husband, the footprints of Mr. Lu Xun's generation will be deeply imprinted on the road of China's rise.
The experience and thoughts of predecessors are like spring breeze blowing all over the earth. Their bitterness, pain, sweetness and saltiness have become the most extensive, precious and rare taste for future generations to taste.
Wind-wrinkle a pool of spring water, set off layers of ripples, float a little chic, with a little taste, wrinkle a pool of spring water ... The second article I am a strange person.
I love the smell of the wind very much, and I always feel that there are exquisite stories hidden in those different, trivial and gentle smells.
Today's wind smells of rain, and the dark tone of the sky is also integrated into the wind. I smelled the heavy rain in that wind.
When it rains, I am always on campus, with those noisy friends.
Last summer, it was rainy and rainy, and one or two fragments often appeared in my mind.
I remember some students always feel uneasy about loneliness, so they run in the densely woven rain curtain. His head was shining and his hat was full of water, but he smiled and was very happy.
Is this nourished by rain? We laugh at him, but we also envy him. For us, we always have to hide under the umbrella and listen to the rain falling on the umbrella.
And the most enjoyable time to run in the rain is to be with angels.
After school at noon that day, it suddenly rained cats and dogs, and we were all in a panic without an umbrella.
I suddenly made a joke, pulled up the angel, stepped on the ditch with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and ran straight out of the campus.
Really carefree, don't care if you catch a cold or not, let the raindrops as big as beans hit us, really soaked, cold in your bones, but happy in your heart.
We huddled under a big umbrella, and then we laughed.
Warm wind, wet fragrance.
Another time, it was raining heavily and I went out to buy rice at noon.
After waiting for a long time, the rice buyer didn't come back.
A few people only have an umbrella, and they are afraid that no one will come back if they go out again, so they wait anxiously and guess the reason very funny.
When we were hungry for class, we went back to the classroom in frustration, only to find that the box lunch was already on the table and the people who bought the rice had already come back.
We were angry and laughing, laughing and laughing with the continuous rain outside the window, and printed all those joys in the rain.
I still love to smell the wind, and sometimes I cry when I smell it.
Because of missing, the wind smells of missing.
The 450-word composition describing various styles leaves only a faint fragrance; The geese have passed without a trace, leaving only a gentle call; The wind is out of sight, but nothing is left, but nothing is taken away.
I don't know, where is the simplest and most comfortable wind in the world? I don't understand what she's thinking. I want to understand her, but I found that she left quietly ... The breeze brushed her face, and the touch of her hand brought us infinite reverie. Is it her mother? Or lovers? I just feel the warmth and comfort of my thoughts.
When everything is blown by the wind, everything is given life, and you can deeply feel the strong breath of life.
She is like a mother, and everything is her child. She is not partial to anything, so gentle and kind to everything.
The branches of willows sway slowly with the wind, the calm lake surface ripples with the wind, and the buds tremble slightly with the wind, as if praising the "mother" of fraternity.
Gradually, the wind stopped and the world became quiet again.
As if nothing had happened, as before ... when I raised my hand, the wind slipped away from my fingertips. I looked back to see the shadow of the wind, but I couldn't find a trace.
Staring at the place where the wind goes, my thoughts drift to the past with the wind.
Remember, the promise made when I was a child, the brave words said; Remember, dandelions flying all over the sky; Remember watching the stars with friends in the middle of the night?
A breeze blew away the promise, the dandelion and the long galaxy in our hearts. We wanted to keep it, but let the tears flow, let us cry and shout, the memory is still blown away by the wind, leaving no trace ... Suddenly, from memory to reality, we found our eyes moist and full of tears.
Looking up at the sky and watching the white clouds float slowly, the unspeakable leisure is once again used in my heart.
The wind blew again, instead of destroying the peace, it added a lot of peace.
Don't think about anything quietly, just feel the softness and tranquility brought by the wind silently, and the world seems to be integrated with you.
Friends, listen carefully to the sound of the wind, which is the purest sound in the world; Look for traces of the wind and find the root of life; Follow the footsteps of the wind and let him take you across the long river of life.
Feel the breath of the wind, feel the beating of the wind, feel the surge and excitement of the wind, maybe he is by your side. ...
The wind in summer is the most beautiful wind in the four seasons.
Isn't it? Who brings us a little coolness in the hot summer? Yes, it is! Charming Xia Feng passed by people quietly, like a graceful girl, dancing intoxicating dance, which made people fall into silence.
"Ha ha ha! I won again! " Grandpa smiled and withdrew from the army, his face flushed.
At this time, Xia Feng seems to have come to celebrate Grandpa's winning a game.
It stubbornly brushed grandpa's white hair, as if it were a distant guest, telling the hardships along the way.
At this moment, Grandpa looked up and enjoyed the coolness brought by Xia Feng.
Walking in the field, I saw the farmer's uncle trying to fertilize and sow.
There are fine sweat on his forehead and different hand lines and scars on his hands.
At this time, a summer breeze blew, soft and fresh.
At this time, the farmer's uncle looked up, with light in his eyes and a smile on his face, and immediately bloomed.
As if, at this time only Xia Feng can bring him a little comfort.
"Ha ha ha, hee hee!" In physical education class, the students had a good time and sweated profusely.
At this moment, I don't know who made Xia Feng angry, but it suddenly blew up, making our clothes "whirring".
As if he was not Japanese enough, he punched again in the air, and our sweat disappeared without a trace with the withdrawal of his fist.
At this time, I don't know who shouted: "Let the storm come more violently!" " ""Ha ha ha! " Immediately, there was another burst of laughter.
Xia Feng seemed to be amused, and the wind eased a little.
The summer wind is charming, stubborn, angry and gentle. ......
A 200-word composition on summer scenery (1) The rhyme of summer is the trekking after the sweat of spring, the warmth and enthusiasm before the bleak autumn wind, and a state of mind that people keep before the cold winter.
As a result, a series of crystallization of hope began to brew. At the same time, Xia Feng's whispering, summer rain's lingering feelings, and Xia Yun's lingering wandering also came to the fore.
Spring is too luxurious, autumn is too bleak, winter is too lonely, and only summer is colorful. Looking up, the sky looks like blue seawater hanging upside down and blue satin woven by Jiangnan silk, which makes people feel the urge to touch it. Looking down, the splendid rivers and mountains are lush everywhere, with flowers in full bloom, lush trees, breezes blowing gently, green trees and red flowers swaying, and you can look out and jump between mountains and rivers; Let you sing in Xia Feng, bathe in the summer rain, stand in Xia Guang and linger in the summer night.
Walking alone on campus, everywhere is green, light green, yellow green, light green and dark green. All kinds of greens are connected, staggered, undulating and changing, and the greenery is endless.
The lawn has regained its former charm, flat, green and troubled, like a circular carpet; In the flower pond, colorful and unknown flowers are all on the green lawn, showing their charm with charming posture.
Gee, it's green, flashing green, like a green waterfall.
Oh, morning glory! It grows so vigorously, covered with a dark gray wall, like a beautiful coat.
It's more like a giant painting. The smooth and bright water and simple colors are refreshing.
Up and down, I can't find its source, and I can't see its end. Only that piece of green, often green, spreads and flows in my field of vision ... It is a painting, but it is not a static painting-it is full of vitality.
The breeze blows gently, the stems start to shake, the leaves start to shake, and diamond-like bright spots dance from time to time.
At this time, the morning glory sticks out from the green leaves, like countless butterflies, huddled together on the gray wall, flapping its wings and showing off its beauty.
They pushed each other with green leaves, tightly surrounded each other, flapping in the sun, shouting ... every leaf, every bunch of flowers, is a life, they are so lively and free, they are flowers with flashing wisdom, blooming confidently, staring at it, as if seeing a beating green life.
I think summer is a beautiful world.
Flowers are everywhere and trees are shaded; People take off their thick clothes and put on light clothes, especially children put on light clothes and go out for activities and play; That bug is becoming more and more active ... Let's have a look! On the hillside, the trees are lush, the flowers are smiling and the grass is really green. They covered the earth with colorful clothes and attracted many small animals.
Dragonflies jump around in the grass, and some jump into small puddles, like several out-of-control planes falling in.
After a while, a ladybug flew into our sight! Slowly lying on the leaves, like a helicopter landing, it looked around as if it were spying on the enemy.
Three children came running.
Feng Wang took a notebook, looked at a black spider and drew its appearance.
Huang Lan was fascinated by a large group of ants lying on the ground. Zhang Hong is like an expert with a magnifying glass. Even an ant has to take pictures! Not long after, I also went to see my classmates become stars and animals become journalists.
Ladybugs look at them, bees look at them and birds stare at them.
Morning glory photographed this beautiful scenery.
Summer has opened interesting doors for us.
How to write the composition Xia Feng? Everyone says the spring breeze is beautiful, but I think the breeze in summer is more changeable, no less than the spring breeze.
One summer day, I was walking in the street, and the road was steaming.
People came and went feebly, and the whole city was shrouded in sleepiness.
I, no, people are eager to blow a little cool air.
But suddenly, I felt the wind.
It passed me, so light.
Although I can't see it, I seem to see a dancer dancing, and its arrival makes people raise their heads.
People become more greedy and want to feel some cool breeze again.
The wind is blowing harder and harder.
From cool wind to turbid wind.
Because it rolled up all the dust on the ground and flew all over the sky.
It's blinding.
I went home angry. The wind was really disgusting.
Perhaps because of people's disgust, the wind got angry.
It makes enough effort to blow, from turbid wind to strong wind.
Whistling, leaves rustling, really like people grinning, as if under the command of the wind, to scare people away.
At this time, the wind, like a cleaner, rolled up all the dust on the ground, but unfortunately it didn't have a dustpan and swept the dust all over the sky; The wind at this time is like a commander, ordering people to wear sunglasses. In fact, it is only because of the poor skills of being swept by the wind. At this time, the wind is more like a shepherd boy, herding all the black sheep together. Dark clouds are gathering, the sky is getting shorter and shorter, and the light is getting darker and darker ... at that moment, soon.
First a few drops of water, one drop, two drops, three drops, "Hua!" The rain poured down.
The song sings, "come on, it's raining, and people are running all over the street;" Yes, yes, taxis have a very good business ... "Isn't this the scene?" June day, baby face ",the rain was unexpected, so no one took an umbrella.
Seeing everyone's mess, the wind proudly shuttled through the rain and roared in the rain.
Look at its pride! After a storm comes a calm, the gale has long since disappeared.
The rest is its little sister-breeze.
Here, it is still a light body, and beautiful dance moves around.
The difference is that the sky is bluer, the flowers are brighter, the trees are greener, people are more energetic and the air is unusually fresh ... at this time, I think the wind is colored, it is colored.
This is the summer wind. This is a colorful and changeable artist.
Beautiful Autumn Composition 300 words 1: Autumn is really beautiful. It's autumn, and the sky is crisp.
There are several white clouds floating in the blue sky, and flocks of geese fly south in neat rows.
Waves of breeze blowing yellow leaves, like butterflies dancing in the music.
In the field, the rice came in waves with the breeze, and they rushed to the ridge, as if to say to the cultivators, "I am ripe, I am ripe, it's my turn to put in storage!" " " .
In the park, chrysanthemums are in full bloom, including red, yellow, white, purple and pink.
Colorful, competing with each other, as if competing to show off their figure and appearance.
In the orchard, apples are ripe like the face of a newborn child, red, and people are reluctant to pick them; Red lanterns are hung on persimmon trees. I think you can still see the road ahead even in the dark.
The grapes on the grape trellis are ripe and crowded together in a hurry, with purple heads sticking out from the green leaves.
The pears in Huang Cancan are so big that people are afraid: I'm afraid the branches won't hold up and I'll hit people.
In autumn, there is a bumper harvest everywhere.
Ah! Autumn is so beautiful! I like colorful autumn. Autumn is a colorful season. You see, the willow leaves in the forest turned yellow, and the naughty little leaves ran down from their mother's arms like butterflies flying.
Autumn is a harvest season, you see, she gave golden yellow to the fields, and the ears of rice swayed their slender bodies like flat waves, which was beautiful! Look at the vegetable garden again. Green beans are bulging, as if inviting us to their home. The most disobedient thing is doll beans. He couldn't stay in his mother's stomach any longer, so he jumped out one by one.
The crackling beans jumped out and ran around. It's so cute.
Autumn is a cool season.
She drove away the summer heat and brought us bursts of coolness.
The autumn wind swept through the jungle, and when the tree saw the autumn wind coming, it stretched out its neck and pulled the branches, as if waving to the autumn wind! The autumn wind passes through the orchard, and oranges and persimmons jostle shoulder to shoulder, scrambling to say hello to the autumn wind! The apple showed its red cheeks, as if dancing shyly with the autumn wind! Look, there are crystal clear grapes hanging on the vine over there. They danced in the wind and made my mouth water.
The moon-like banana next to it is also busy giving its delicious food to people! I love autumn because it brings us endless happiness!
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