In autumn, most leaves turn yellow gradually, and some have withered. Only the maple leaves are red and fiery, adding a beautiful scenery to autumn. It's really "frost leaves are redder than February flowers"!
You came quietly, bringing the beautiful scenery and rich fruits of Qiu Guang. Listen, gongs and drums are noisy, so lively. People who have been busy for a year are filled with an overwhelming joy: "Another bumper year."
4. The sky in early autumn is blue and clear, with no clouds floating, less bright and dazzling, more leisurely and calm, less dazzling, less unassuming, no longer ever-changing and erratic.
In the afternoon, brother Sunset gave him an orange shirt to keep out the cold. You throw a stone occasionally, causing ripples, and the frightened fish jumps a few times, which is to say goodbye to you!
6. Look, the fruit in the orchard is waving to us! Apple blushes, pomegranate wobbles on the tree, oranges are like golden lanterns, and grapes are red and purple. All kinds of fruits are squeezed and touched, as if to say, "pick me, pick me, my meat is delicious!" " "
7. Fallen leaves float to the invisible world and return to silence. Nothing can save a fallen leaf and make it return to the branches and remain fresh. This is a passage, a natural process. It will eventually go deep into the soil, turn into silt and nourish another new life, which is its own continuation and transcendence, and it is also the eternity of the beautiful moment of fallen leaves.
8. At night, Mother Moon came out quietly. She dressed the river in tile-blue pajamas, covered it with a silver quilt and patted it gently. After a noisy day, the river finally fell asleep. A quiet night breeds a bright tomorrow.
9. Full rice will make farmers' hopes yellow. Like the golden sunshine in autumn, I hung on my parents' dark faces. At the moment when the sweat slipped, my dream began to fly from my parents' shoulders.
10, the wind, blowing gently, is a beautiful Cinderella; The tree began to take off its green summer clothes and put on its golden autumn clothes.
1 1. Autumn is coming. Autumn is like a colorful picture, with red apples, Huang Chengcheng rice and white velvet cotton.
12, the sand dunes are covered with dense thatch. It's early autumn, and the grass has lost its edge, started to wither, become cold and yellow, and become softer and weaker in the wind.
13, there was a bumper harvest in the field. Like a sickle, rice is bent with laughter and soybeans are harvested. The corn bared its teeth happily. The farmer said, "This year is really a bumper harvest." The fruit is ripe, too You push and I touch oranges and apples for people to pick.
14, autumn grass has feelings and wants to die; Yellow flowers are unintentional, attracting Nanshan to overlook. Buildings intersect and smoke billows, which is the endless poetry of autumn.
15, in the park, flowers are blooming, colorful, colorful, yellow as gold, pink as Xia, red as blood, blue as sky, white as snow, and beautiful. The golden osmanthus is in full bloom, and its fragrance attracts swarms of bees and brings some vitality to the park.
16. The weeping willows with long green hair turned yellow and dried today. With the cool autumn wind, pieces of fallen leaves fall down, as if a little girl were dancing for tourists.
17, some people say that autumn is lonely and desolate. It is also said that autumn is a kind of beauty and a kind of hope. Autumn, this season, we understand the true meaning of life, understand a higher level of responsibility and beauty. This kind of beauty is not superficial or superficial. This kind of beauty is a heavy harvest in crops, a fruit full of branches, and flowers blooming in the garden after the storm.
18, the breeze washes the heart, and the nature touches the heart. A stream of water, a string of bamboo sounds, you will know that it is time for you to see autumn.
19, the leaves are like songs, and the leaves finish their journey bit by bit, but they will eventually turn into dust, and the wind blows in the middle of the night, and all the leaves are full of hatred.
20. The autumn wind blows, and the folds of a lake set off the past at the bottom of the sleeping memory. Standing in the depths of autumn will release your soul and close your trembling eyes slightly. Autumn is the color of burning flame, and each color is closely attached to the roots of autumn to explore distant space.
Autumn in my hometown is a beautiful sentence 2 1. When we entered the orchard, we saw all kinds of colorful fruits in the orchard. Every tree is fruitful. Look at that grape. It looks like a pearl in the sun. Jujube is like a small lantern, bending the branches; Groups of apples bent the branches, and a breeze blew, and the branches kept shaking, and the apples on the branches danced with them!
2. The fallen leaves leave their mother and travel alone to experience a colorful life. She will use her last strength to interpret the most colorful music and the most wonderful songs in her life.
Although the temperature in autumn is similar to that in spring, there is less chill that occasionally stings the bones, and more can calm the impetuous warmth and softness.
In autumn, the fallen leaves fall with the wind and sweep the ground, leaving nothing but dust, but taking nothing away. With your last strength, dance out the glory of life and sing the swan song of life. Only a few sparse leaves are left hanging on the bare branches.
It's still raining, but it's not as sad and lonely as it was just now, because there are endless fields of green old pine trees, an empty house and rolling mountains. It was raining, and the old pine tree described its ups and downs in a hoarse voice, because those ups and downs left countless scars on it.
6. Autumn is a poem, a painting, a song and a beautiful dream. Autumn is beautiful, and beauty lies in the clarity.
7. Sadness always floats down with the autumn leaves, and once promises and vows have become somewhat bleak.
8. The hurried pace of time and space drowned the memory of smoke, just like coming gently and going quietly. Once the vision, how many promises, do you really want to blow away with the autumn wind and autumn rain? Will the fragile mind and eternal expectation continue to wander in the dreamlike flying world?
9. In the orchard, a string of purple heads are pointing to pearls, which makes people droop at a glance; Apples are like little red lanterns, and their mouths are full of fragrance. The farmer's uncle answered and said, "Ha ha! What a bumper year! "
10, autumn wind, dancing with a wonderful baton, sometimes slow, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, skillfully blending the chorus of this autumn sound!
1 1, in autumn, the bleak mountain is just to welcome the autumn. Bare trees, withered leaves, leaving birds, what a bleak way to meet.
12, autumn, always blue sky, will suddenly turn against each other, revealing the color of danger. Tropical typhoons are accompanied by dense clouds and heavy rains, and floods are tyrannical. After a while, it was sunny and windy, and the autumn wind blew. Looking up at the sky, there will be a touch of sadness in my heart. Autumn is like this, using autumn wind to draw out inner sadness.
13, sleepless in autumn, walking alone in the forest, listening to the chirp of Qiu Chan, is it the desolation of autumn?
14, last night, the naughty north wind couldn't wait to get in through the window gap, which made people feel cool and swept away the suffocating summer heat for several days. Gradually, the north wind seems to blow harder and harder. I felt a chill coming, and I was busy wrapping myself in a blanket.
15, under the blue sky, autumn sunshine is flying in the air, and light and shadow are rippling between heaven and earth. Mature fields open their arms, open their palms, absorb the aura of heaven and earth, accommodate the desolation of all things, and make Qiushan full of harvest.
16, you see, the maple leaves are fiery red, red and bright red, dancing assiduously in the autumn wind, laughing assiduously in the sunset, and showing their femininity assiduously in people's praise. Looking at the fiery maple, I can't help but think of the poem of Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty: Frost leaves are red in February flowers.
17, it rained without warning. The rain is a dime a dozen, with needles and silk, a little chill and a little sadness. It is not as gloomy and sad as the spring rain. And warm, not as warm as summer rain, not as cold as winter rain, only a little sad and beautiful feeling. The rain is still falling carefully, so lonely and sad.
18, autumn wind rustling, leaves messy, bleak patches everywhere, my heart is sad. Suddenly, I found that autumn is a sad season ... the autumn wind has passed and the grains are fragrant. That piece of farmland, from a distance, looks like a thousand waves rolling; Looking carefully, rice bent over with laughter, sorghum turned red and corn was happy.
19, don't "mourn the autumn leaves", put aside "sadness and loneliness since ancient autumn", sip fragrant teas, put on a quiet, walk into autumn and feel that beauty.
20. Soft and fresh melody, immature musical language and distracted artistic conception, like pure spring, melt into the earth and autumn and melt everyone's heart. With the arrival of autumn rain, a colorful autumn wind picture full of joy and harvest suddenly appeared before our eyes.
Autumn in my hometown is a beautiful sentence 3 1 When the first cool breeze blew in from the window in the morning and blew on my face, it was very cool. When the first leaf falls from the branches with the wind, it falls on the ground full of fallen leaves. I seem to smell and hear the sound of autumn.
2. In autumn, the sunshine is warm and quiet, the autumn wind is warm and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious. It seems that all beautiful things show their best posture in autumn. It is not so shy in spring, so open in summer and so introverted in winter.
Listening to the sound of autumn and watching the leaves fall one by one is a farewell, and it is also the exhaustion and disappearance of life. Sadness, reluctance and helplessness always haunt me. I appreciate the autumn wind. I am intoxicated with her elegance and exquisiteness, but at the same time, I always fall into a sad mood inevitably.
There are no villages and rice fields in the overlapping mountains. These mountains are like some drunken old people who have been sleeping for tens of millions of years. No one ever dared to go deep into their hearts. Even adventurous hunters only went to their feet, chasing goats, wild boar and birds running down the mountain and never climbed to its peak.
Suddenly, a loud thunder fell from the sky, and then a flash of lightning flashed across the sky. Then, the raindrops as big as beans fell to the ground like bullets fired by machine guns and exploded into beautiful and short-lived spray. The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops, large and small, are connected together, like a silver dragon colliding and splashing in a crowded space, drawing an irregular curve. After class, we rushed out of the classroom, laughing and jumping in the rain, as if to step on the rain.
6. I really want to hug you tightly and make you feel my heart beat faster because I love you; I really want to hold you tightly and let you feel my shortness of breath, because I love you.
It's still raining, but it's not as sad and lonely as it was just now, because there are endless fields of green old pine trees, an empty house and rolling mountains. It was raining, and the old pine tree described its ups and downs in a hoarse voice, because those ups and downs left countless scars on it.
8. In the autumn night, Gao Lu is thick, and a crescent moon hangs quietly on the southwest horizon. The cold moon shines on the earth, so dark, but the stars in the galaxy are getting brighter and brighter. In the dense and boundless fields of sorghum, corn and millet, this song sounded the sound of autumn insects, and occasionally accompanied by several accompaniment, the fruit blew on the ground intermittently, like a cold eggplant. Willow branches hang quietly on the side of the road, and the shadows cover the winding path of weeds.
9. In autumn, you are more prosperous and colorful than in spring.
10, ah! Autumn is the harvest season! In this harvest season, I will bear rich fruits with my hardworking hands like a farmer's uncle.
1 1. Just when I was crazy, a breeze blew and the maple leaves floated slowly. Oh, it's playing with the breeze. But the maple leaf is too weak to keep up with the breeze. The wind suddenly disappeared in the boundless world, but the red maple slowly fell. Finally fell to the ground.
12, autumn is red and full of enthusiasm, but this enthusiasm is not straightforward, but implicit. "The autumn wind sends sound, and the maple leaves are red everywhere." "Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February."
13, the ears of rice in Huang Chengcheng are hung with heavy heads, and cotton peaches are like small trees, bursting with egg-like tidbits. Ah, not rice fields, but an ocean of gold; Not a cotton field, but a world of silver.
14, autumn has come quietly, and the leaves have a yellow taste. It's not that hot during the day. Looking out of the window, the sunshine is golden, as if telling that this is a harvest season. The cool breeze wafts into the window, which is very comfortable and makes my thoughts drift away. Autumn is coming, the harvest of crops and the golden sunshine are beautiful.
15, the world is very big, and all my eyes are on you; The world is small, and I only have eyes for you. The world is wonderful, let me know you; The world is too bad for me to hug you. The world is wonderful, seeing you every day; The world is helpless and misses you every day!
16, autumn is coming, and the weather is getting colder and colder. The sky is blue and transparent, with a few white clouds floating. The leaves on the tree are yellow. Under the breeze, yellow leaves fall slowly, like a flock of birds flying in the wind.
17, the sky has become so quiet and high in the orchid. And white clouds are like sheep, and look closely like cotton candy. The sky seems to have been washed by the sea, as light as a feather.
18, I love you so inexplicably and without hesitation. I know I won't be the only one in your life, but you are the love of my life!
19, autumn, always blue sky, will suddenly turn against each other, revealing a dangerous color. Tropical typhoon accompanied by Miyun rainstorm, flood undercurrent surging, recovered grassland a little pale. However, the typhoon and rainstorm flashed by, and the strong airflow still shook the dazzling waves. At this time, only migratory birds from the north know this warm bed, and the flying swans, geese and wild ducks are like a dark cloud, which makes it even more gloomy.
20. Mature adzuki beans, some like agate, some covered with pearls, and the dense green leaves form a small umbrella, which is really lovable!
2 1, autumn is not only sad, but also its unique beauty, like an ink painting, full of poetry. "Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan" makes people see the leisurely pastoral scenery; "The sunset is lonely in Qi Fei, and the autumn water is * * * the sky is one color". Through the perfect combination of motion and static, let us appreciate a beautiful picture scroll.
22. As soon as the autumn wind blows, the poet becomes active. Fallen leaves and gaunt flowers in Na Tong are their adjectives, and the solemn sky and the scarcity of birds are their lyric points. Poets are always sentimental in their hearts. It is the gorgeous autumn that inspires their creative inspiration and makes their thoughts gush. In this season, the appearance of poets makes autumn wind more hopeful!
23. The fallen leaves left their mother and traveled alone to experience a colorful life. She will use her last strength to interpret the most colorful music and the most wonderful songs in her life.
24. The rice is ripe. Golden paddy fields and clusters of full ears of rice bear the sustenance and dreams of farmers for one year.
25. The fallen leaves began to hold the "Dance Forest Conference". They are dressed in bright yellow, crimson and lavender tulle clothes, spinning and dancing like dozens of butterflies.
26, fallen leaves promote walking. But I can't imagine the last threshold of the end of life, after all, what is behind. But I think that every tree of life near it will fly out the last leaf at the last moment.
27. It's all autumn wind and quiet night.
28. The wind is spinning around the earth, dreaming, shuttling between cities more than once, like a broken kite falling, like a lost child. Holding a transparent body that will be blown by the wind, flying with the fallen leaves, always insisting on the interval with time.
29. Autumn, a beautiful season, a harvest season and a golden season, is as desirable as a spring full of flowers, as enthusiastic as a hot summer and as charming as a snowy winter.
30. What a beautiful autumn. Here, it is no longer scorched earth and ashes. This is a bustling place. Qian Shan is full of water and covered with red carpets. Korean pine covered with elastic skins is still alive, standing proudly on the high rocks, whistling in the valley and flying slowly in the rice fields in vain.
3 1, some people love spring because she spends as much as the sea, Ruyan Liu; Some people love summer because she is full of vitality and green as ink; Some people like winter because it is covered with snow and the weather is pleasant. And I have a unique love for autumn, and I sincerely praise it.
32. Autumn is a glass of sweet wine, autumn is a magnificent poem and autumn is a touching song. If the four seasons of the sun and the moon are a drama with ups and downs, then autumn is the climax of this drama.
33. The rustling autumn wind gently and quietly took Rouliu's arm and danced with Jin Lingzi's singing and the cricket's cry in the grass. Cordate telosma and Milan quietly open, emitting a cool fragrance.
Although there are not so many small creatures in autumn as in summer, the scenery of falling leaves in autumn is much better than them. When the wind blows, the leaves fall with the wind, and there is always a sound, as if to tell everyone loudly: "Who said there are no butterflies in autumn?" Am I not? How's it going? Isn't it beautiful? "
35. One piece, two pieces, three pieces, the fallen leaves use their last strength to return the nutrition to Mother Earth.
36, I envy the sun, he can see your bright smile, I envy the moon, she can watch you sleep peacefully, I envy myself, because I can always miss you.
37. Different life situations make people feel different when listening to the rain. However, listening to the rain is all about listening to the dialogue of the soul, listening to the flow of true feelings and listening to the flow of years. In addition to the echo of the years, the sound of rain also brings regrets of the past and melancholy that I want to talk about again. It seems that only in the light rain of this tile house can the soul breathe and life continue.
38. Grass says autumn is yellow; Pine trees say autumn is green; Flowers say autumn is red; Pear says autumn is yellow. The earth decorated with fallen leaves says autumn is colorful.
39. The charm of autumn wind deeply attracted me to see the flowers bloom and the geese fly by. After the infinite scenery was swept by the autumn wind, I felt brand-new and seemed more mature. In this autumn wind, autumn comes quietly with golden brilliance!
40. Love is like a flower, which blooms and falls; It is fog, and the wind blows away the fog; You can never hold it. Cool.
4 1, leaves rustling, writing your own music? The voice is high and low, vivid and colorful.
42. The second half of autumn. The moon has gone down, the sun has not come out, leaving only a blue sky; Everything fell asleep except the things that traveled at night.
43. The sunshine in autumn is warm and quiet, the autumn wind in Dong township is warm and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious.
44. Visit the Chrysanthemum Garden or enjoy a pot of colorful chrysanthemums alone, and slowly indulge in the fragrance.
45. Maybe I can't give you all the best things in the world, but I will definitely give you all my best things for one reason: I love you! Forever and ever! Trust me!
46. The faint lingering sound of Qiu Chan is also a specialty of the north; Because there are trees everywhere in Beiping and the houses are low, you can hear them singing everywhere. In the south, you have to go to the suburbs or the mountains to hear Qiu Chan's cry, which is like a cricket and a mouse in Beiping and a housefly that every household keeps at home.
47. Autumn mornings are beautiful, and the fog in the fields covers houses, forests and crops-giving people a mysterious feeling.
48. The river is crystal clear, like a transparent blue silk lying quietly in the embrace of the earth. A group of small fish swam against the water surface, and the mirror-like water surface suddenly rippled. Standing by the river, there was a cool breeze blowing head on. Students feel the happiness brought by autumn by the river.
49. In autumn, after a fierce harvest, everything faded in a blink of an eye, and the endless land was bare.
50. Autumn rain always comes quietly. Moisturizes the earth, tenderly loves the courtyard and softens the leaves. Tap on the window, the tea is fragrant and affectionate. Autumn rain is warm and charming, and the smell of air in autumn rain drowns the noise of the city. The autumn wind moved, and the autumn rain fell leaves.