Autumn is the harvest season. Golden rice fields, under the sunshine, shine with dazzling light.
The farmer's uncle shuttled back and forth in the golden ocean, cutting rice with a hoe. The sound of "giggle" is constant.
Autumn wind blows, lifting layers of Jin Lang, floating with bursts of fragrance. Farmer's uncle wipes his sweat from time to time.
They transported the harvested rice to the threshing floor in barrels. Look! It is really refreshing to watch piles of golden millet piled up into small golden hills on the grain drying field.
My uncles stood by the field, watching the rice they bought with their labor. Don't say how sweet they are! I like autumn because chrysanthemums are in full bloom. Chrysanthemums have many colors, adding a beautiful scenery to autumn.
So far, there is a kind of chrysanthemum that has left a deep memory in my heart. Its petals are pink, buds are like sesame seeds, and there are small black seeds.
There is a little pink silk on the yellow bud. I gave it a nice name "Wu Ju Xiao".
Autumn is coming, and the weather is getting cold. Everyone took off their summer clothes and put on long-sleeved shirts. Autumn is the harvest season.
Golden rice fields, under the sunshine, shine with dazzling light. The farmer's uncle shuttled back and forth in the golden ocean, cutting rice with a hoe.
The sound of "giggle" is constant. Autumn wind blows, lifting layers of Jin Lang, floating with bursts of fragrance.
Farmer's uncle wipes his sweat from time to time. They transported the harvested rice to the threshing floor in barrels.
Look! It is really refreshing to watch piles of golden millet piled up into small golden hills on the grain drying field. My uncles stood by the field, watching the rice they bought with their labor. Don't say how sweet they are! I like autumn because chrysanthemums are in full bloom.
Chrysanthemums have many colors, adding a beautiful scenery to autumn. So far, there is a kind of chrysanthemum that has left a deep memory in my heart.
Its petals are pink, buds are like sesame seeds, and there are small black seeds. There is a little pink silk on the yellow bud.
I gave it a nice name "Miss Dancing Chrysanthemum". Its petals are like its miniskirt.
The bud is its belt. Chrysanthemums contrast with autumn, adding a bit of color.
I love autumn, not only because its beauty touched me, but also because I was born in autumn.
2. I like autumn composition. 600 words to write. Beautiful autumn is coming! Autumn is here! Miss Qiu came to the world slowly. There are several gauze-like white clouds floating in the blue sky, and a group of geese fly south. They are arranged in a "human" shape for a while and a "one" shape for a while, which is neat and beautiful. The chrysanthemums in the park are colorful, including purple, pink and yellow ... really beautiful. Autumn wind blows, and patches of golden leaves dance with the wind. Apple trees, persimmon trees, etc. Friends happily ran to the orchard, picked up baskets and began to pick fruits. Soon, the fruit in the basket was piled up like a hill, but friends were still picking it, and the children's laughter floated in the orchard. Autumn is the harvest season. When Miss Qiu saw the basket full of fruits and our lovely smiling faces, she also smiled, as if to tell us that only hard work can help. I firmly grasped the characteristics of autumn, which was the crowning touch at the end. Autumn is a romantic season. At this time, flowers quietly tell secret flowers, confide information to the autumn wind in the north, and tell the world their beauty. A "rich" tree lit her expensive jewelry crown with a golden "flame" and burned her beauty. Sporadic "flames" slowly fall with the wind, scattering gold powder on the splendid earth. She is Taiwan Luan tree, a kind of tree called "the pride and beauty of autumn". Her name "Golden Rain Tree" in the flower world is breathtaking, what a romantic name! Whenever the autumn wind wandering in the sky gently blows the green hair of the golden rain tree, the gold powder on her head will slowly fall, like a continuous light rain in summer and a long snowflake floating in winter, showing a gentle and soothing beauty. It is the naughty autumn wind that shuttles through the golden drizzle to enjoy the scenery. Gradually, she got tired of the golden world, so she quietly tied a gorgeous hair band embroidered with brown agate to make her appearance look brand-new. This brocade of figures woven with gold thread sets off a beautiful and rich self, and highlights the exuberant vitality with the light of agate. This autumn, Cleopatra showed her beauty and made everyone rich, because we can all enjoy the mysterious flower language of nature. In the golden rain tree, I have a deeper understanding of beauty; It is also because of this autumn flower language that my heart will bloom brilliantly. I love autumn, and some people like colorful spring; Some people like hot summer; Some people like snowy winter, but I just like fruity autumn. Autumn is the season when flowers bloom. You see, although many flowers have withered, the Chinese rose is still smiling, and the cold-resistant chrysanthemums in Ao Shuang have just opened. Although chrysanthemum is not as rich and beautiful as peony or as fragrant as rose, it is a symbol of autumn. You see, yellow gold, white as snow and pink as Xiaju won't let me. Some are like flat plates, others are like countless dragons flying in the air, and thousands of flowers called autumn flowers are in full bloom in Qian Qian at the same time, just like the stars falling on the ground. It always adorns the beautiful season of autumn with its pure and simple noble quality. Autumn is the season when trees show their beauty. Although the lawn has turned yellow and the leaves of poplar and buttonwood have begun to fall, the cool autumn wind blows and the golden leaves on the trees fall rustling. It is really comfortable to step on the soft ground. It's like dressing the gray earth with golden clothes. Especially ginkgo trees, when the wind blows, the yellow leaves on the trees scrape to the ground, just like a dancer spinning lightly on the ground and dancing like a yellow butterfly. In this golden ocean, there is also an oasis, that is, green and straight pines and cypresses. Whether it is spring, summer or autumn, winter is always so green. Autumn is the harvest season. The rice in the field is ripe, and the stems are bent by the heavy ears of rice. A gust of wind blew and set off golden waves in the fields. Pears in Huang Chengcheng bent the branches, and persimmons and apples hung all over the branches like little lanterns. Maple trees are so lovely and full of vitality, just like the morning sun, which reminds people of "stopping and sitting on maple trees, the frost leaves are red in February flowers". The sky in autumn is so high and blue, and a flock of geese fly south, with a "one" shape and a "human" shape. They will fly to the warm south. The scenery in autumn is really charming and intoxicating.
3. I love autumn, and I require no less than 600 words. Miss Qiu came quietly. The sky is high and the air is fresh. Occasionally there are a few white clouds floating in the sky, like ships sailing in the sea. The fruit tree forest on the mountain is full of fruits and smells fragrant. I took a deep breath of air, so fragrant and refreshing!
When I walked into the autumn fields, I saw a bumper harvest. Tractors are full of harvested corn and sorghum running happily on the expressway. In the orchard, the farmer's uncle is busy picking fruits. One by one, the red apples shyly hid in the leaves and waited quietly. Heavy pears bent branches, oranges in Huang Chengcheng. . Full of people's joy, it was packed in a basket and transported to the city, bringing a sweet joy to the people in the city. Looking at the happy smiling face of the farmer's uncle and thinking about the happy mood of the children in the city, I also have an indescribable excitement.
I walked into the Woods in autumn. Ah! The ground is covered with leaves, red, yellow and green. . Colorful guests, very beautiful A gust of wind blew and several leaves fell on the tree. Look, some are like small flowers, dancing with beautiful wings. Some are like orioles, spreading their wings and flying. Others spin as lightly as dancers. . Leaves have fallen to the ground, covering the earth with thick "cotton-padded clothes". The foot stepped on the dead leaves, making a "squeaky" sound and playing a "symphony" in late autumn.
In late autumn, people put on sweaters and trousers. At this time, the market is full of delicious fruits. Have a bite of hawthorn. It's too sour. Have a bite of the apple. It's too sweet! The taste of all kinds of fruits is memorable! !
Ah! In autumn, you have a special beauty! The cool wind, charming scenery and the joy of harvest, poetic autumn scenery always fascinates me. How colorful and changeable you are in autumn! Autumn, I love you! !
Write a composition like I love autumn. The season I want to talk about is the spring that everyone has experienced personally. In March, I experienced another spring, which also changed my previous view of spring. Because, as long as I can remember, I haven't liked it, and I haven't seen the spring scenery carefully. Fortunately, I only made a mistake at home, otherwise I don't know how much nonsense there is.
Strangely, this time I had a completely different impression. March is not a good time. Trees and flowers have just sprouted. These days, some trees still seem to wither because the buds are too small to notice.
Just like every time, I can't appreciate it, just simply look at it. In a few days, I experienced the "green" of spring. Under the sunshine, the willows sprouted and were very tender. The green of Ligustrum lucidum beside the lawn is also very different from the past, so bright.
On the lawn, I experienced another green color. Some new grass is light green, which is so dazzling compared with the old grass. The old grass is yellow-green, only a little green, but the grass is just the opposite.
By the lake, I saw clusters of green buds, full of vitality. Some buds have four leaflets, and some buds have only three or less, but in any case, green is the same and full of vitality.
Only at this time do I know that spring and spring scenery are so beautiful.
I love 600 words in autumn composition. I love spring with birds singing and flowers fragrant, summer with scorching sun and winter with snowflakes falling, but I love colorful autumn more.
Autumn is a colorful season. As soon as I entered the park, I smelled a fresh fragrance. You see, there are several tall osmanthus trees, full of yellow osmanthus, as if the stars in the sky are dense. There are large chrysanthemums under the osmanthus tree. There are so many colors of chrysanthemums! There are red, yellow, white and pink ... Red is like fire, yellow is like gold, white is like snow, and pink is like Chardonnay. A breeze blew, and the beautiful chrysanthemum fairy seemed to dance in the autumn wind.
Autumn is the harvest season. Look, the mature rice in that field is like a golden ocean. A gust of autumn wind blew and the golden ocean turned into waves. The busy figure of the farmer's uncle flashed by in the field, and even the chickens came to join in the fun. They called their friends to the harvested fields to peck at the millet, and the chickens cried happily, as if to say, "Autumn is so nice!" "
Autumn is the season when melons and fruits are fragrant. You see, in the orchard, pears in Huang Chengcheng are covered with branches, like golden lanterns, as if celebrating the autumn harvest. Golden kumquat is like a chubby ball, some two are together, as if whispering, and some are in groups of three or five, as if holding a bumper harvest conference. Grapes have more colors, such as purple, light green, deep red, light yellow and deep purple ... It's so colorful that people can't help drooling. I picked a grape and put it in my mouth. Wow, it's sour and sweet, with endless aftertaste.
I love the beauty of autumn, and I love the joy of autumn harvest!
6. I am anxious to write a 600-word composition, which is the first day I love autumn. Hurry up ~ When the first leaf falls to the ground, autumn comes to the world quietly and silently.
Although autumn has no beautiful scenery of spring, no magnificent scene of heavy rain in summer, and no fantasy mystery of heavy snow in winter, it has its own uniqueness. In spring and autumn, there seems to be warmth in the gentle wind, blowing the children's red faces, giving people a pleasant feeling.
People also admire from time to time: good autumn! By the middle of the year, the wind is not as gentle as before. It has put on a serious face and beat people's cheeks mercilessly, making them tremble. Needless to say, the biting cold wind tried every means to get into people's clothes. Because of its ubiquity, people put on cotton-padded clothes, gloves and earmuffs one after another.
In such bad weather, there is an indispensable activity-wildfire, and autumn brings us free firewood-leaves. Little friends, you collect firewood and I'll make a fire. Soon, a strong flame will come out and we will get together to dry our hands. Sometimes we bake some sweet potatoes. When we eat them hot, we will drive away the cold, play and make fun of ourselves.
Few animals go out in autumn. When plumes of smoke rise, there will be several crows whispering on the dead trees next to them. That cry was so hoarse and tragic that it reminded me from time to time of a sentence written by Bai Pu in autumn: "An old tree smokes in Western jackdaw in the west." Autumn is still a harvest season. At that time, the rice was ripe. The rice fields in Huang Cancan are endless, separated by field paths. Looking down from a height, it looks like pieces of gold bricks.
Grandpa and grandma are country people. Every autumn, there is a field full of fluff and white cotton in their field. My grandparents will invite me to pick them, and I will promise them without hesitation. When they saw a big bag of cotton I picked, they all smiled with relief.
After they sold the cotton they picked, they always bought me something delicious and interesting, and kept nothing for themselves. When I saw that I was satisfied with what I bought, their laughter echoed in my ears again. In autumn, you not only gave me endless happiness, but also gave people endless happiness.
I love you-autumn! Autumn has come to the world, bringing busyness, harvest and sadness. Autumn harvest is golden. In the fields, there are endless golden rice waves everywhere. The autumn wind blows over the heavy ears of rice, making a swaying sound, as if urging people to "harvest quickly!" " The color of autumn is also red. In the streets and alleys, maple trees are particularly conspicuous with red "headscarves", like soldiers who stick to the territory. Red is very beautiful. I don't know if it shows the optimism in autumn. "Who knows that there is no shortage of life, and the water in front of the door can still go west, so we don't sing white-haired yellow chickens." It still reflects the pessimism in autumn. "If you want to see the sun, it will only be dusk."
Autumn is the harvest season, the busy season for farmers and the happiest season for them. After the harvest, the whole autumn is filled with a tense and warm atmosphere, completely getting rid of what people call misery and cold. Farmers' uncles are busy one by one. Apples should be put away, oranges should be put away, bananas should be put away ... They will never stop. It's midnight, and they should listen to whether it's raining. We have to open the door to see if it rains. They often stay awake for days, and their eyes are often as black as pandas. But after they are busy, they are happy and happy. Let's talk and laugh together. When it comes to this year's harvest, how much has that discussion increased compared with last year's harvest? It is estimated that next year's harvest will be spent.
Autumn is also a sad time. In autumn, geese fly south, trees wither, yellow leaves flutter sadly, there is no cicada in summer, there is no silence in winter, and there is no golden season in spring, but he has his own style. I love this bumper harvest and happy autumn.
7. I love autumn composition 600 points The first article: I love autumn. Autumn is a harvest season and a mature season. Autumn colors are so soft, autumn countryside is so warm, autumn rain is so pure, and autumn sunset is so poetic.
Autumn wind is like a famous painter, decorating the earth, hillsides and fields with that magical brush. Some places are golden, and some places are green, golden and green, as if to put on a beautiful floral dress for the earth. In the golden and splendid fields, the cotton is as white as snow, the heavy ears of grain nod frequently, the ears of grain are covered with fiery sorghum, the mature corn stands upright, several women are picking cotton in the field, with sweet smiles on their faces, and the farmer's uncle is harvesting happily with a sickle ... In the orchard, apple trees, hawthorn trees and pear trees are full of fruits.
From a distance, the big apple looks like a small red lantern; A string of hawthorn is like a string of red agate; A big pear is watery; The big basket full of fruit on the ground is like a hill. What a bumper harvest.
Although the autumn rain is not big, it is so beautiful, with light and sound shining in it. As transparent as ethereal crystal, as shiny as dazzling diamond.
It has the gentleness of light rain, the tenacity of heavy rain, and the elegance of winter rain ... Autumn rain beats everything, boxwood is yellower, chrysanthemums are more colorful, and people's hearts are more beautiful. The sky washed by rain is as blue as the sea, and white clouds float slowly like canoes.
Autumn is a harvest season, a mature season, autumn colors are so soft, autumn countryside is so warm, autumn rain is so pure, autumn sunset is so poetic. I love this beautiful autumn! Chapter two: I love the autumn when leaves begin to fall; When the maple leaves are as red as fire; When the cool breeze blows into people's hearts, Miss Qiu walks towards us with light steps.
Look! Next to the West Lake, on the path paved with golden fallen leaves, pedestrians stopped to listen to Miss Qiu's beautiful singing. Staring at the photos of autumn. The oncoming autumn wind is mixed with sweet-scented osmanthus, chrysanthemum and autumn fragrance from time to time.
The beauty of autumn is rational-it is not as charming as spring, so hot in summer and so subtle in winter. Whenever the autumn wind blows over people's cheeks, and the fragrance mixed in the middle is distributed around them, people will take a deep breath, as if to suck up all the essence of the years.
The beauty of autumn is mature-it is not as shy as spring, so exposed in summer and so introverted in winter. Qiu Shuang is an important representative, and many poets spend their pen and ink on describing Qiu Shuang or autumn scenery to express their deep thoughts and lonely feelings.
The beauty of autumn is mature-it is not as shy as spring, so exposed in summer and so introverted in winter. Qiu Shuang is an important representative, and many poets spend their pen and ink on describing Qiu Shuang or autumn scenery to express their deep thoughts and lonely feelings.
Autumn is a poem that gently tells a series of touching stories. Autumn is a great artist. He paints pictures that money can't buy.
Autumn is beautiful, and the beauty is clear. A crisscross stream is singing and dancing, flowing slowly.
Autumn is very wheat, and the beauty lies in the scenery. Leaves of different colors and shapes fall from the branches and gently pat the delicate skin of Mother Earth.
"The sunset is lonely in Qi Fei, and the autumn scenery is beautiful." Autumn scenery lies not only in beautiful scenery, but also in busy harvest scenes.
Huge fruit, beautifully hung on the branches, makes people admire at first sight and drool. Autumn, harvest season, golden season-as lovely as spring, as enthusiastic as summer, as charming as winter.
Chapter 3: I like to get up in the early morning in autumn. The wind outside is blowing leaves everywhere, and the path leading to the school is covered up. There seems to be a rain of leaves. The breeze blew, and I felt a chill, and I couldn't help shivering.
Fallen leaves and cool breeze seem to announce to people that autumn has indeed come. When did autumn come? No one seems to notice, but autumn has indeed come, and it has come to you unconsciously.
Autumn, although not as charming as spring with flowers in full bloom or as vibrant as summer with trees in trees, attracts people with attractive autumn colors and golden fruits. I like to watch the bright moon on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, I like to watch the beautiful autumn chrysanthemums in the park, I like to watch the uniform geese flying south, and I like to watch the clear river in the canal reflect the blue sky.
I prefer to see pearl-like grains filling the granary, heavy apples hanging all over the branches, and persimmons in Huang Chengcheng shining golden in the sun. In autumn, some bright flowers wither, but chrysanthemums bloom in the bright sunshine.
There are yellow, white and purple, like dragon and phoenix dances, like festive fireworks, like beautiful corals, graceful in the breeze. In autumn, the leaves gradually turn yellow, but the pine and cypress are still so green and full of vitality.
The maple leaves in the mountains are red, as red as sunset glow and as red as flaming clouds. They seem to be challenging the cold autumn. It's really "frosty leaves are redder than February flowers".
I like autumn. Of course, the "autumn wind sweeps the leaves" is somewhat bleak, and the flowers and trees have converged.
However, when I think that they will go deeper and grow taller and brighter in the coming year, when I think that they will sow seeds and grow new seedlings and flowers in the coming year, I will bury my love for autumn in my heart, actively tolerate the power of knowledge and wait for greater gains in the coming year. Chapter 4: I love autumn. The hot summer day is heading for the southern hemisphere, and the cool autumn is coming.
My favorite season is autumn, because: autumn is a beautiful season. The sky is blue, like an endless sea.
Occasionally, a few white clouds float by, just like a ship sailing on the sea. Maple trees on the mountain, like girls going to dinner, are all dressed up and dyed the mountain and the sky red.
Flowers in full bloom at the foot, like a pair of beautiful embroidered shoes, make the girls look more touching. The spring water in the mountains is also clearer and greener, and the fish and shrimp in the water are playing happily.
Autumn is the harvest season. The endless paddy field, the rice is ripe,
Write a 620-word composition, and stress the center, because I love autumn. I like autumn.
I like autumn best all year round. Because autumn is a harvest season and a colorful season.
Standing in Tanobe, we can see bumper harvests everywhere. Sorghum blushed; Rice bent with laughter; All kinds of delicious fruits are ripe, waiting for farmers' uncles to pick them. People's faces are filled with the joy of harvest.
Autumn wind is soft, blowing on the face has a cool, comfortable and sweet feeling. It blows away the heat of summer, brings the coolness of autumn, blows off the leaves on the trees, opens beautiful flowers and ripens the harvested fruits.
Autumn rain is gentle and thin. It also has a box of colorful pigments! Ginkgo biloba leaves are dyed yellow, maple leaves are dyed red and fields are dyed golden yellow. It loves chrysanthemums most, and gives chrysanthemums the most colors, such as purple, light yellow, white and gold. They are fighting for fragrance and beauty!
The sunshine in autumn is warm, quiet and brilliant. Standing in the sun, everything is so bright.
The air in autumn is high in You Lan. I finally know what "crisp autumn" means.
Autumn is beautiful, I like autumn, because autumn brings us beauty and hope!
9. composition. I like autumn. (1) Autumn is coming, and Miss Qiu comes to the world quietly with colorful colors. She came to the endless fields, the autumn wind blew, the golden rice fields rolled with golden waves, and there were waves of fragrance from time to time. She came to the beautiful park where chrysanthemums were in full bloom. They are as red as rosy clouds and as white as snow. Golden as gold. The cool autumn wind seems to have brought us to another world. The willow leaves by the river turned yellow and fell to the ground unconsciously, leaving only tender willow branches. I love all this, I love colorful autumn! I love autumn (2) One day, I got up early and a gust of wind brushed my face. The weather is cool, I know autumn is coming! There are yellow ginkgo leaves in autumn, like handfuls of small fans, fanning away the heat in summer and welcoming the coolness in autumn. The fruit in the orchard is also fighting for autumn! Look at these fruits. You're fighting for it! Especially the apples are so crowded that their faces are red. There is a delicious smell in autumn. Apples are fragrant, oranges are sweet, pears and persimmons are so delicious that passers-by's feet are often hooked by this smell. Geese sometimes line up as "people"; Glyphs, sometimes arranged in a "one": glyphs, flying south one by one. I like autumn because.