Autumn is so charming and intoxicating, I like it!
When the first cool breeze blows away the summer heat; When the first yellow leaf falls from the tree; When the first drop of autumn rain falls on the earth ... Miss Qiu has come to our side with light steps.
Autumn is the golden season. There are cool autumn winds, golden leaves and countless fruits ... It is the turning point of summer and winter and has its own unique style.
In the early morning, a breeze blew through the treetops, and golden leaves fell from the branches with the dance music of autumn wind, dancing like a dead butterfly among the flowers. These fallen leaves fall from the faces of students sitting under the tree reading books, and some even float to their heads and books ... Some students reach out and grab a fallen leaf and put it in the book as a year's commemoration. That's not enough. Naughty fallen leaves also play games with students sweeping the floor under the tree. The newly swept floor suddenly turned back into a golden avenue. It constitutes a picture of falling leaves in autumn.
A gust of autumn wind blew across the fields, and a large area of rice was like surging golden foam. Under the sunshine, it is like gold on the ground, shining and dazzling. Smell this autumn wind and the smell of rice itself!
In autumn, the most unique thing is of course the fog in the morning. Every morning when I go to school by bike, the car always passes through a rural field, where the beautiful scenery is really a beautiful picture of the countryside. There is a mist in the field, and you can vaguely see the ears of rice bending with laughter under the mist. There is also a row of houses looming in the fog in the distance, just like a fairyland. Whenever I come to this field, I want to enter it and appreciate its beauty. But time waits for no one, so I have to leave in a hurry. But those fogs, like passionate pigments, played hide-and-seek with me, looming before my eyes, inviting me to their home.
In autumn, red fruits, golden fields and milky white mist form a colorful picture.
Autumn mornings are so charming and intoxicating. I like it.
Chapter 2: Autumn morning
Autumn morning is the most beautiful.
Gradually, autumn came, and it was too late in the morning. Going out to school in the morning is always gray. The trees on the roadside are sleeping, the traffic lights are still directing, the rows of street lamps emit slightly dark yellow light, and occasionally a few cars pass by, and everything is so silent. Along the way, two rows of green trees have been following us, and the breeze is gradually awakening the trees. At this time, the sky is still dark, only a faint blue. A breeze blew, and the trees on both sides waved lazily and said, "Let me sleep for a while."
Looking at the beautiful scenery all the way, I have arrived at school unconsciously.
When I got off the bus and looked up at the sky, it was already dawn and there were still a few dark clouds hanging in the sky. The sky is faintly revealed, and the whole looks like a smiling face. After waiting for a few minutes, the school gate opened and students flocked in. Stepping into the school gate, I saw an eight-meter-wide road with tall and lush trees on both sides, such as two rows of huge umbrellas extending into the distance with the road.
The campus is quiet. Suddenly a little red came out from the southeast, and then a few golden rays of sunshine came out. In an instant, the whole day turned blue and the sun gradually revealed his forehead. When the sun shows half a rosy face, the whole world seems to be full of vitality-the trees gradually show dark green, and then yawn lazily to start a new day; A few lines of geese flew overhead in the sky, as if to bid farewell to this long-lost scenery, and then blond hair headed south; Even we students are full of energy, and there is a sound of reading on campus. When the sun appeared as a whole, like a shy girl, she spread a golden carpet on the ground and announced to people who had slept all night that a new day had begun!
Ah! I love you, Qiu Chen!
I'm deeply in love with you. ...
The third article: autumn morning composition
Beautiful scenery doesn't have to be seen in a beautiful place. You can see the beautiful scenery when you look up and turn around.
Junior high school, every day is the same two-point formula-school and home. But I'm still happy. You can see the beautiful sunrise on your way to school every morning. The sunrise in the town is no worse than that by the sea. Everything is so beautiful.
Strolling on the way to school, there are few people around, only a few students who go to school like me ride bicycles and chat on the road. Laughter also adds a touch of vitality to this originally silent morning. I looked up at the sky as I walked. Although there is no sunshine, it is so pure. Suddenly, a blush dyed the sky red. The naughty sun in the distance adds a little liveliness to the blue sky. The sky is so beautiful now. The reddish sunrise and the blue sky are a beautiful scenic line in the sky. It's so beautiful. The sun, like a naughty child, leans out slightly and observes the world carefully. Gradually, he jumped up as if to see more clearly. A ray of sunshine shines obliquely on me, and I can't help but close my eyes and enjoy the warmth of the sunshine. When I opened my eyes again, the reddish sunshine filled the earth, and there was a golden red everywhere. On campus, golden leaves swept under the trees, and her whole body was surrounded by morning light, bringing a beautiful scenery to this late autumn morning. It adds a touch of cuteness to this ordinary campus.
The sun climbed into the clouds, the light became gentle, dyed the earth golden, and became a holy paradise. The sun shines in the classroom, stroking the students' heads, like a kind mother. The trees on campus are surrounded by this dazzling light, forming a wonderful sunshine avenue.
Looking at this beautiful autumn morning in this ordinary morning adds a little liveliness and vitality to this ordinary day.
Chapter Four: Autumn Morning
Walking on the ridge in the early morning of autumn. Looking at the golden rice waves and smelling the cool and fragrant rice ... makes people daydream infinitely. Opening your eyes is visual enjoyment, and closing your eyes is a dialogue with nature. ...
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Autumn is coming; With the smell of harvest. Every time a layer of fish-belly white appears on the horizon. I will go to watch the rice fields on time and feel the breath of autumn.
Oh, here they are again-fog, covered with gauze, quietly came to the field, took a deep breath of the fragrant rice, and then spread out, decorating the original golden rice fields with great confusion. Golden rice is in and out in the mist like white gauze, and I can't tell how charming it is. White fog teased rice, and rice couldn't stand it. They all hung their heavy ears shyly.
Gradually, the fog is getting thicker and thicker, like a white horse, playing in the field with the wind. Sometimes through rice trees; Sometimes wrapped in rice grains, gently fiddling; Sometimes wandering over the fields, let the golden waves sway from time to time.
Fog, naughty to the extreme. One minute it's wrapped around my fingertips, the next minute it's in my collar, and the next minute it's circling me. I really won't stop! It turns into a big hand, holding me and telling me to appreciate the hazy beauty; It took me, strolled in the waves of rice and listened to the whispers of nature; It took me away and made me daydream in this piece of gold. ...
The wind is light and quiet, the rice is golden and the fog is white. Smelling the fragrant rice, with great disappointment, the fog went back.
The sun poked its head out of the red-hot iron head and plated everything with a layer of Phnom Penh. Rice is no exception, this is golden rice, which is like a dream under the rendering of Xia Guang.
In a short time, the whole sun rose, and the beautiful glow also converged. The sun also recovered its dazzling golden light, and everything was calm again.
In the breeze, it is replaced by fresh air, which is the disgusting exhaust of cars; The pleasant birdsong has also been replaced by the whistle. Only the golden rice waves are still swaying in the wind. ...
Chapter 5: Autumn morning
Quietly, quietly, Miss Xia left, and Miss Qiu came with light steps!
In the morning, I open the window. Ah! Fog enveloped the quiet little village. It's all white outside The fog turned into a giant, a mass of cotton candy and a veil ... this fog is really like the same as above!
Everything in the countryside is hazy. People nearby are picturesque, as if in the sky; The distant Woods, hidden in the fog, seem to be the peach blossom garden on earth, out of reach. In the fields, on the roadside, there was a faint sound of harvesting, and people were vaguely busy.
The sun came out, the fog gradually dispersed, and I embarked on a journey to school. Clouds on the horizon are reflected by the rising sun, setting off the blue sky. The sun, like a glass full of rose wine, rose, full of light and color. Chinese cabbage, red maple and dried tangerine peel all look lively and lovely. A gust of wind blows, and the rice in the field comes one after another, just like a fragrant Jin Lang coming at you. Everything in the countryside is like cheering for autumn, full of vitality, and there is no sadness in autumn at all.
Flowers and plants are covered with a little frost, shining like jade chips and silver powder in the sun. Plants are more beautiful after frost: maple leaves are redder, alfalfa is greener and grass is greener.
Of course there are dead leaves. On the path, the leaves of buttonwood are falling and the fallen leaves are flying, just like Huang Die. Ginkgo biloba forest is golden, the wind blows, and ginkgo leaves fall one after another, like handfuls of small golden fans. I picked it up and watched it carefully. Next spring, they will become lush again, and autumn is no worse than spring!
When the sun rises, the world is like a colorful landscape painting. Unconsciously, the school arrived! It's an autumn morning!
Chapter 6: Autumn morning
"Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February." It's late autumn.
In late autumn, you can see that the leaves of Hongfeng turned "red" overnight. "Red" is not very bright red, but unspeakable red. As long as you have seen the leaves of red maple, you will know what it is. Its leaves are so beautiful, just like a girl in a beautiful flower skirt. Miss Qiu gently shook her wand, and something magical happened overnight: the chrysanthemums were so tender and colorful. Although chrysanthemum only blooms in autumn and there are no other paintings, she is a master of cold and wind resistance. The morning in late autumn is very cold. When the wind blows, it feels cold, like a cold electric fan blowing.
Autumn is also a harvest season. Fruitful autumn, but with the joy of harvest, farmers' uncles are busy, and finally it is time to "repay" them. In spring, farmers' uncles are busy sowing seeds, and in autumn, this is the fruit of their labor and the crystallization of their hard work. Fruitful, golden wind sends cool. Autumn is also a tiring season. In autumn, some flowers, some leaves wither to zero, only shrubs are still green and tall, maintaining their original colors, green and still so vibrant. Standing in autumn. Withered trees and flowers are like butterflies, large and small, without color and luster. Dead leaves fell from the branches one after another. The wind blows on the tree, and few leaves can be seen, just like a person's hair is missing. Sometimes, Miss Qiu gets angry because she doesn't know what's wrong. She let out a lot of wind with her wind pocket. Leaves fall on the road, which makes it hard for sanitation workers to sweep the floor and leaves every day. They can't "finish" the leaves in autumn, so autumn is also a tiring season.
In short, I was fascinated by the poetic autumn morning and fell in love with her sentimentality. Autumn has various forms, which people can't put it down. This autumn is full of beauty.