Autumn is like a painter with full personality, dyeing gingko golden, maple leaf red and grass yellow. At first glance, the world is full of flowing gold and burning red. Not satisfied, she breathed gently and turned all the leaves into smart butterflies, falling slowly from the tree one by one. Now, all the colors are flying in the air, as if full of vitality. People were stunned by this poetic scene. They all began to write poems: "The autumn wind blows my heart, heading for Yumenguan forever." "The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening." Qiu Xi nodded.
Autumn is like a loving mother, nourishing the earth with her own milk-autumn rain, which makes many creatures give birth to more life: insects lay eggs and take it as new hope. The autumn wind is blowing, urging the brown bear to quickly store food and prepare for hibernation; She helped the geese to line up again and held them in the blue sky with both hands. Send the bird back to the nest. She takes the squirrel home. At this moment, she stopped and smiled, her face was full of tenderness and kindness.
Qiu is also a generous devotee. She distributed ripe fruits to farmers who had been looking forward to it for half a year. Look, the golden wheat is bent with laughter. Sorghum, who had never seen a stranger, blushed. Apples hide in the bushes and look out. Pomegranate opened its mouth happily, and the grapes shone like agate. Farmers are too busy to stop, but they are also happy to keep their mouths shut. What a bumper harvest! She took out her most cherished chrysanthemums and showed them in various ways: some hung their heads shyly and wanted to open and close them; Some stretch their petals and dance in the wind, showing her graceful dance; Some are in full bloom, standing upright in the cold wind, as if to become heroes who stand proudly in frost and snow. Autumn holds up her mirror, the full moon, for people to enjoy, and people take this opportunity to reunite with their families, enjoy the moon, talk to each other, kiss for warmth, and live in harmony.
After doing this, Qiu quietly left, leaving joy.
2. Write an autumn composition. Use a poem to describe personification and fluency. 600 words Autumn is coming. She came quietly. I didn't realize that summer and autumn were quietly exchanged.
Leaves fall one by one, and I know that autumn is coming.
Autumn is beautiful. I walk in the fields in autumn, which is a harvest. The rice on the roadside was ripe, and suddenly an autumn wind blew, setting off a wave of bullying rice. . . . . Oh, autumn is golden.
A few steps forward, it is red, like an endless sea of fire. Small and exquisite red flowers, like small bells, seem to jingle when touched. Huh? Autumn, why is it red again?
No, look at those white wild chrysanthemums. They are not as beautiful as chrysanthemums in the park, but the white color is also very refreshing, like angels in white dancing in the fields. Oh, maybe autumn is white!
It rained, and there was no thunder or lightning, which made me too late to dodge. The rain is flowing quietly, and it is Miss Qiu who confides in her heart! I don't know how long it has been raining. The rain stopped quietly, just as it came quietly. The blue sky is like washing, the blue is fascinating, and the blue is like a crystal clear sapphire. Autumn is blue again.
In front of us, there is a large grassland, some of which have withered, but some of them are proudly standing up. From time to time, some dead leaves fall, just like a beautiful Huang Die. Large leaves fell on the quiet path. The gray-black path is covered with a golden carpet, and it is soft to step on. At this time, autumn is golden again.
What color will autumn be in your eyes?
3. Who will write an article about "Autumn", walking alone by the forest, gently blowing the wind in his ear, it is already the season of falling leaves in autumn, and he can't help feeling melancholy.
Looking at the blooming chrysanthemums, I only sigh that the solar terms are also the Double Ninth Festival, and the jade pillow cabinet is cold in the middle of the night!
Think of Lin Daiyu asking Chrysanthemum: "Who is the arrogant one?" As late as Bloom? "
Really ask chrysanthemum speechless.
Looking at the sky getting dark from a distance, the autumn moon will rise again. Think about Mount Emei in Li Bai's Half Moon and Half Autumn, which is reflected in the artistic conception of Pingqiang River.
Climb the pavilion alone, lean on the railing silently, go to the west wing alone, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree locks the autumn in the deep courtyard. This feeling belongs only to me.
There is a wild goose in the air. Is it the wild goose that Li Bai sang in "I am separated from the wild goose in this village, and I drink my wine. Autumn geese and Changfeng send Xie Tiao Tower"?
You ask about the untimely return date, and it rains at night in the autumn pool! Rachel, you miss your hometown as much as I do, so much for my homesickness.
There is a bugle in the distance, calling the god of autumn. The horn is full of autumn colors, and the night is purple! Where are the soldiers fighting now?
Here in August, the lake is in the same strain as the sky, Meng Haoran is writing his own dream, and I am writing my own Qiu Meng.
But I don't want to be afraid of the autumn festival in Long song, and the leaves of Kunhuanghua are full of sorrow.
Looking at the season of literati prose poetry, I seem to understand something. ............
Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is more optimistic than spring.
Yes, autumn is also beautiful.
Look, when the frost falls, the bear rises, and the deer in the forest drinks the stream. How wonderful all this is!
Landlord, I tried my best. I can only use so much.
4. Write a composition from autumn poems. Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring. With the sound of fallen leaves and slow melody, Autumn Girl came gently.
Looking up, the sky is blue without a trace of flaws, the mountains in the distance are red, the forests are dyed, and the autumn wind in Xu Lai leaves fall one by one, throwing them into the arms of Mother Earth with a little regret. They are jumping, spinning, dancing lightly, and falling, putting on golden autumn clothes for Mother Earth.
Tiny autumn rain falls gently like the tip of a cow's hair. The sounds of "ticking", "snapping" and "rustling" compose a beautiful symphony for picturesque autumn, and compose a unique rhythm, which makes you forget all the troubles and worries in the world. composition
In this fantastic season, walking on the golden carpet and walking through the gentle autumn wind, I feel like a princess in a fairy tale, leading to a happy castle; In the beautiful autumn, Ye Er slowly floated down from the tall branches. Ye Er knew that no matter how high and dazzling he climbed, the land under his feet would always be his hometown and his own support. It is because of this land that Ye Er has the strength and confidence to climb it. At the last breath of his life, Ye Er finally returned to the embrace of the earth and closed his eyes peacefully. In this beautiful autumn scenery, rows of geese spread their wings and fly south like a victorious team. It's not that geese don't miss the beauty of this autumn, but that they have re-recognized life and the beauty of life in this beautiful autumn. Here, the geese regain their enthusiasm for life, so they fly to the south to challenge life and themselves regardless of all difficulties.
In this beautiful autumn, Ye Er learned to bow his head and be grateful and repay the earth; Wild geese know the true meaning of life and challenge themselves; And I, in this beautiful autumn, what have I thought deeply?
Such a beautiful autumn, fleeting, stretched out his hand to retain, but can not help but urge her to speed up the pace. Take this touching moment with a camera, but only use photos to fill your empty heart. /kloc-I can't go back to beautiful autumn scenery at the age of 0/5. Since you can't stay, enjoy it, don't think about the past and the future, and don't think about countless locks and scams in the world. At this moment, just me and the autumn colors, the vast sky and the cultural landscape, close our eyes and enjoy the sunshine bath and the autumn wind blowing; At this moment, my soul seems to have been baptized and purified by autumn; At least at this moment, I have my own world. Don't worry about the red light on the test paper, don't worry about the teacher's severe reprimand, don't worry about the parents' severe eyes, and don't worry about running in the boundless sea of questions. At this moment, I finally became a true self, with my own ideas, freedom and the right to use my brain. Unconsciously, tears have slipped across my face, but I have no idea. In this autumn, I feel indescribable, and tears seem to flow to be my true self.
I feel that I have no regrets in my life to have such a beautiful, immersive and relaxed autumn. At least, in this beautiful autumn scenery, I have always been my true self.
5. For writing, the more poems describing the beauty of autumn, the better the poems describing autumn: "Autumn Night in a Mountain" and "After Rain in an Empty Mountain" stand in the autumn evening.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time. The Nightingale on an Autumn Night The ghost woman of Tang Dynasty was born with autumn dew, but she was too thin to change her clothes.
The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep. In the middle of the night, a bright moon enveloped the capital in the Tang Dynasty.
The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border. When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition?
"Qiu Deng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building" In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai's Jiangcheng was picturesque, with beautiful mountains and clear waters and clear skies in Wan Li. The rain caught the mirror and the rainbow fell on the double bridge.
Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old. Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie?
Night berth Jiande Jiangtang Meng Haoran When my boat was sailing in the fog, the days were getting shorter and the memories of the old days began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
Autumn country-specific ones are among the white clouds in the northern peak of Jiao Ran, which is beautiful. Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese.
Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn. Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest.
The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon. I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.
"Autumn Night" Tang Du Muyin painted a cold screen with a candle and a small fan flapping at fireflies. Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
Climbing the mountain, Tang Du Fu sobbed in a sharp wind from the wide sky, and the birds were flying home to the clear lakes and white beaches. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
In the Mid-Autumn Moon in the Song Dynasty, Su Shi's twilight cloud overflowed, and silver and Han silently turned to the jade plate. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
"Mid-Autumn Moon" Tang Bai Juyi is full of calendar, incredible, adding sorrow and hating the world. Who is stationed outside Gansu for a long time? Where is the new parting before the court? After falling out of favor, Ji returned to the hospital that night, but when the veteran went upstairs.
According to how many people are heartbroken, Jade Rabbit and Silver Toad are far from knowing. Words describing autumn: "Su Mu Zhe" Song Fan Zhongyan has blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke and green waves.
The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun. Dark homesickness, chasing travel, every night unless, good dreams make people sleep.
The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears. "The Pride of Fisherman" Song Fan Zhongyan blocked a different scene, and Hengyang geese went without observing it.
The four sides are connected with each other. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. The pipe strength is covered with frost.
People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears. On the evening of July 16th, Lu You visited the Happy Pavilion, looked at Nanshan in Chang 'an, and paid tribute to the corner of the border town in autumn, with bonfires shining on the high platform.
Sad songs hit the floor and lean on high wine. This is leisure! Who can push away all the layers of twilight like the amorous Nanshan bright moon? The smoke from the kitchen near Baqiao Bridge and the beautiful scenery near Qujiang River should stand in the moonlight, waiting for our army to recover lost ground and win.
Ancient poems describing autumn and famous sentences describing autumn are fluttering, the wind blows women ... fluttering, the wind blows women: falling dead leaves. Female: Same as "Ru", you; Here refers to the fallen dead leaves.
Drift: the same as "floating", blowing. Leaves fall, leaves fall, autumn wind blows you ... Leaves fall, leaves fall, autumn wind floats your book of songs in Zheng Fengxi, autumn is sad, bloom is full of autumn wind, and flowers are all withered.
The Book of Songs, Xiaoya April, is rolled in the autumn wind, and the waves of Dongting Lake are rolled under the leaves of trees: it describes the breeze blowing. Dongting: Dongting Lake, in the north of Hunan Province.
Waves: microwave flooding. Muye: Yellow leaves.
Chu Ci of the Warring States Period Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs, Lady Xiang" is sorrowful and indignant! A bleak, withered grass, withered, if it is a long trip, the mountain climbing near the water will also be bleak: lonely, depressed. Liao Li: Desolate.
If you travel far away: It seems that people travel far away. In the Warring States Period, Chu, Song and Yu argued that the autumn wind started, the vegetation turned yellow, and the geese returned to the south. The autumn wind in Liu Che is bleak, the weather is cool and the vegetation is exposed to frost. Wei Xing has many fallen leaves, so he knows it is autumn: Lvxiang Courtyard.
Tao Jin Yuanming's "Appreciating Willow, Wood and Mulberry" is a new autumn night, graceful and graceful, and the moon will be far away: describing the length of the night. Tingting: It's far away.
In Tao Jin Yuanming's "Fire in June in Wushen", it shows the whereabouts of Furong Lou, Liu Yangyue, and Furong Shu: Lotus. In the Southern Dynasties, Yan Qiu Si looked at the cold city, and Pingchu was in the cold city: the cold has invaded the city.
Look: Look into the distance. Pingchu: Ye Ping.
Cangran: The appearance of lush vegetation. Write two sentences about the scene of early autumn.
In the Southern Dynasties, the pavilion "Looking at Xuancheng County" is under the leaves, and the pavilion is high in autumn: horizontal. Konoha: Leaves.
Dragon Head: The mountain name is between Shaanxi and Gansu today. In the Southern Dynasties, Liang and Liu mixed the poem "On Dressing". The fog in Jincheng was low, and the grass under Yumen was low: the grass withered.
Under the tree: leaves are falling. Jincheng: the name of an ancient county, between Yuzhong, Gansu and Xining, Qinghai.
Yumen: Yumen Pass, in the west of Dunhuang, Gansu. Write two sentences about the cold autumn scenery in the northwest.
The autumn sounds of trees and trees in "Another Kind" written by the Southern Dynasty Cloud, and the autumn sounds of mountains and mountains in cold colors: autumn wind blowing, scattered vegetation, cold and noisy. North's Epitaph of Bulugu's Family, the Lady of Zhou Qiaocheng, was written by Wei Jiuyue: auxiliary words, meaningless.
Foreword: season. Don Wang Bo's Preface to the Autumn Pavilion: The sunset and the lonely Qi Fei are the same: the name of the bird, the wild duck.
Qi Fei: The sun sets from the sky, and I am lonely from bottom to top, competing with Qi Fei. A color: the water in autumn is blue, and the sky is blue, reflecting the water and forming a color.
Don Wang Bo's "Preface to Autumn Farewell" is full of autumn, and the mountains are only brilliant. Tang's Wild Hope hangs on a different scene in the forest, and the autumn color is like Luo Yangchun's Early Autumn. The mountains are cold and blue, and the autumn water flows all day: the sound of running water. Wei's "Farewell to Wangchuan" describes the scenery in late autumn in the following two sentences: the white stone rises in the west of Beijing, and the red leaves are sparse: the stream falls, the white stone dew falls, and the red leaves fall, leaving little.
Wei's Poem on Two Que Inscriptions in the Mountain is full of autumn bamboo, and the cool Wuling Song and Tang Dynasties' Poem Looking at Qinchuan is full of autumn leaves, and the night pearl curtain is not frosted. Tang Wang Changling's "Five Poems of Long Xin Qiu": "The phoenix tree in the golden well is full of autumn leaves, and the curtain of the night pearl is not frosted. The smoked jade pillow has no color, and you can listen to the Nangong for a long time. "
Bai Yue reflects the cold pool, and autumn rain grows moss. Liu Tang Changqing's "You Xian Zen Master Shuangfeng Temple" went to the wild field in the south, because the leaves had fallen, and the wind in the cold zone was not far from the autumn in North Haoran's "Huai Chu Han Jiang", so it was cold to go out. Tang Li Bai's "Gift to the Master" makes the rain cold and the wind cool and clear. Tang Li Bai's "Reward for a Rain" Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng. I face them from this villa and drink my wine full. Tang Libai is in Xie Tiao Building in Xuanzhou.
6. Write autumn poems or compositions.
It seems to have rained for a while,
1at the end of October,
As a result, the lotus lost weight.
Cherry blossoms in autumn began to sing in the breeze.
Short, not just its love.
Laurel began to dance in the moonlight.
Incense, not just its feeling.
I woke up in the morning,
The fog has cleared,
Bloom on the other side is just right.
My boat hasn't come yet.
What posture should I keep?
You will notice that,
A stubborn woman.
Nevertheless,
Silence is like a cold pool?
The shadow of the wild goose is buried in the deepest place.
So, when spring comes,
What will grow?
It must grow something, right?
Even the slender sedge.
I want to sing a song,
But I forgot the lyrics.
Those beautiful,
Who wrote it on the maple leaf,
Where did it drift?
Although it didn't rain, it began to get cold in autumn.
There will be frost after a thousand years,
Time has just passed.
7. Poetry describing autumn, 400-word composition appreciation, sad and lonely since ancient times, I say autumn is better than spring.
There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.
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I feel sad and lonely every autumn since ancient times, but I think autumn is better than spring. In the clear sky of Wan Li, a crane flies in the sky, which triggered my poetry about the blue sky. The poet deeply understands that the essence of sorrowful autumn in ancient times is that people with lofty ideals are frustrated, disappointed with reality and pessimistic about the future, so they only see the depression in autumn and feel lonely and lifeless. The poet sympathizes with their experience and situation, but disagrees with their pessimism and disappointment.
In response to this feeling of loneliness, he said that autumn is better than the spring when all things sprout and flourish, emphasizing that autumn is not lifeless, but very lively. He guided people to see cranes flying high. In the clear autumn sky, the clouds are straight up, vigorous and fierce, and there is much to be done. This crane is uniquely lonely. But it is the tenacious struggle of this crane that broke through the cold breath of autumn, created a new scene for nature, and filled people with lofty ideals with vitality.
This crane is the embodiment of indomitable spirit and struggling spirit. Therefore, the poet said, "Then bring poetry to Bixiao". "Poetry expresses ambition" and "poetic sentiment" is ambition. If people are really ambitious, they will have the spirit of struggle and will not feel lonely.
8. Autumn when I like to write poems with ancient poems; The 600-word ancient poems are full of attractive spring scenery, with flowers like fans and willow smoke in array. "Bathed in spring, stepping in the footsteps of spring, with deep nature and hope, I came to see spring again.
Full of green in spring. "The spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan. When will the bright moon shine on me?" With the harmonious spring breeze, everything has regained its former vitality. "The sky is raining, the autumn is crisp, but the grass is not nearby." The grass comes out of the ground, but it is faint, just like the hair on a newborn baby, hazy and beautiful; "I don't know who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors." The willows sprouted and the dense forest turned green.
"The fragrant tree has no flowers, and the spring birds crow all the way." Spring is so beautiful, so natural and so harmonious. "The shade of spring hangs green grass, and there are flowers and trees." It is unadorned green, pure green with natural decoration, which touches people's hearts and infiltrates people's thoughts.
Spring is hazy. "Apricot flowers are wet, and the wind blows cold." The arrival of spring brings a continuous drizzle. He connected spring with the earth and the world with the hazy sky like a crystal silver line. "Smoke and water are sold at the beginning, and the east wind blows willows." The spring rain is hazy, not as deep as the dark clouds before the storm, not as confused as the fog.
Spring is lively. "Fish comes out in the drizzle, and Yan is inclined in the breeze." In the bright spring, the fish jumped out of the pond, and the swallows glided across the sky with the breeze. "The grass tree knows that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of red and purple flowers are vying for grass." Spring is a kaleidoscope, a vibrant scene. The vitality of spring is so full of vitality, which is manifested in everything. The grass tried to wear its body out of the soil. Show their green posture. "The old tree has flowers, but no ugly branches." Big trees sprout new buds, grow strong bodies and expose dense green leaves. Small fish scrambled to jump out of the water and breathe the spring air. What beautiful and harmonious colored paintings!
"Spring is annoying, and a few flowers fall all over the ground." The drooping begonia on the pond has blossomed pink, a bunch, a roll and a branch, like a crimson cloud full of trees. It is light and lovely, so beautiful that people can't help but hold their breath to see it. The wind passed without a trace, but it blew off many petals, which fell with the wind and gently whirled into the blue waves.
The air in spring is beautiful. Although it seems inappropriate, I can't think of any words to describe it. This is the so-called "only knowing and not saying".
Flowers in spring forest are more charming, and birds in spring are more sad.
Spring is green, spring is hazy, and spring is full of vigor and vitality. Her green is bright, hazy and beautiful, and her vitality shows some vitality. What a beautiful spring!
It's spring, hazy and bright.
It's spring and it's refreshing.
It's spring, vaguely full of hope.