When you enter the park, the first thing you see is a bright and burning maple forest, which looks like a flaming mountain from a distance. Entering the maple forest, the warm maple leaves nodded and smiled at us under the breeze, welcoming us. I picked up a maple leaf and observed it carefully. It consists of seven small leaves. Its edge is a little rough, and the red stem is very slender, like an open palm. Another feature of maple leaf is its ever-changing color. Maple leaves are green in spring, but gradually turn red in autumn.
Walking out of the maple grove, I smelled a faint fragrance. Following the fragrance, I suddenly remembered that there is another kind of leaves I like in autumn, that is, the leaves of osmanthus trees. Sure enough, after several bends, the vigorous osmanthus tree miraculously appeared in front of my eyes. I looked up and saw that Osmanthus fragrans was still like a little girl, shyly hiding behind the leaves, and only half of her face was quietly exposed. The leaves on osmanthus trees are oval, with serrated edges and green body. In the sun, I
Among these leaves, the most interesting is the leaves of ginkgo tree, which is also green, like a fan or a big umbrella, with thin patterns on it, because in late autumn, the edges of the leaves are a little yellow, as if they were laced. When a gust of wind blows, many ginkgo orchards will fall from the air and fly like beautiful butterflies.
Autumn is a beautiful season, and autumn leaves are a touching song in this season, which makes people nostalgic. I love autumn, and I love these strange leaves more.
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autumn leave
Spring, summer, autumn and winter alternate. We have gone through the bright green Spring Festival, colorful midsummer, and come to this passionate and fiery autumn.
In autumn, fallen leaves are the most striking beauty focus. The autumn wind swept through the Woods, leaving leaves behind. They dance lightly in the air, like a beautiful butterfly and dancing elves.
Some people say that autumn leaves are withered and worthless. I don't think so. Autumn leaves are sacred. Although fallen leaves are no longer lovely in spring and vigorous in summer, they are the most valuable dedication of fallen leaves under withering. When the leaves are covered in the spring of March, they begin to absorb sunlight and air, blossom and bear fruit. When the sun is scorching, the leaves join hands to form a huge umbrella, which brings coolness to the birds. When autumn comes, the withered autumn leaves still decorate the earth with gold and red, showing their final beauty to the world. Autumn wind blows, autumn leaves fall peacefully and openly, blend into the soil, turn into nutrients, and give birth to the hope of spring. I believe that there will be a faint smile of autumn leaves in the bud next spring. Ah! This is the cycle of life!
Ah! Autumn leaves, you are a fairy tale full of affection. You left in a hurry without leaving any dazzling brilliance. You fly gently, regardless of whether you get any praise, but you are so satisfied and serene. It is your personality that makes you absorb the air and sunshine and breed flowers all over the sky. The fragrance of melons and fruits is selfless. You exhausted your youth and left the last dazzling and golden autumn with your dying body.
You openly let the autumn wind pull you back to the earth.
Blend into the soil, turn it into nutrients, and breed the hope of spring! Autumn leaves, you are the hymn of life. All hearts are baptized because of you. With the autumn sunset, you left in a hurry, leaving no dazzling brilliance. You fly down gently and turn a limited life into eternity. ...
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autumn leave
On a late autumn morning, I was walking alone on a forest path. What caught my attention was a kind of gold. I feel that autumn has taken a mature step towards us with the joy of harvest. It was like a golden fairy tale, and I became the only visitor in autumn.
In the rustling autumn wind, the dead leaves on the trees have fallen. It slowly fell to the ground, making a sad "rustling" sound. Falling leaves! Are you mourning the shortness of your life? No, it's not! Leaves will not be so short of breath!
Unconsciously, I have reached the end of the road. I saw a clear stream in front of me, and fallen leaves fell on the stream with the wind, just like a golden boat. The stream kept flowing, and the fallen leaves whirled with the tide, and they began a long and arduous journey. ...
Seeing that there was no way out, I simply lay on the luxurious carpet and looked up. There seems to be some green leaves left on the bare branches. Maybe in a few days, this green leaf will fall and fall into the arms of Mother Earth. "Fallen leaves are not heartless things, but turn into spring mud to protect flowers." Yes! It is paying its life for the coming year.
Falling leaves! Your glorious life will not end with autumn, because the solid seeds have taken your hope to the next spring.
Falling leaves! You don't have to worry that the bare branches will be frozen by frost, because the tender branches of the past have become ruthless men.
Floating leisurely, floating leisurely, and the fallen leaves are still hovering and scattered there. It doesn't seem to be attached to the branches, and it doesn't worry about fate, just looking for its own home. It believes that since its life has an unusual beginning, it should have an unusual ending.
You see, the maple leaves are fiery red, glowing red, 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.
In the morning, I came to the park. I found that the trees in the park were not as lush as before, and the leaves fell all over the floor. When the autumn wind blows, the fallen leaves on the ground dance with the wind, just like beautiful butterflies. Some fallen leaves on the ground have withered; Some have just fallen, and there is still a trace of green; Others fell off a few days ago and were eaten by insects for several holes.
At this moment, I looked up and saw a flaming maple forest. That maple leaf is so bright and warm. I walked into the maple forest, picked up a maple leaf and observed it carefully. This maple leaf looks like a beautiful red five-star and an open palm. Veins stretch freely among leaves, as if it were the most beautiful here, but quietly add a touch of beauty to maple leaves. I looked at the maple leaf again. The color of this maple leaf is really beautiful. It is big red, so bright and beautiful.
This is the harvest season. Soybeans, corn and sorghum are all ripe, and I am so tired that I bend over.
The autumn sky is very high, as if Pangu is still propping up heaven and earth; The sky is so blue, just like a painter painting blue paint in the sky.
The leaves of poplar are a little yellow. When the autumn wind blows, poplar wobbles, as if it were old and unstable.
The crops are happy, because they all bear fruit, and they are all saying, "Look, how big my fruit is, and I can rank first among the crops!" " ""You see, my fruit is not worse than yours. "The crops bear rich fruits and leave the sweetness to people, but they gradually turn yellow and get old.
In the campus lawn, grass sneaks out, just like putting a green military uniform on the earth; The beautiful teaching building whispered to me, "I will shelter you from the wind and rain, so you should study hard." The surrounding scenery seems to say to me, "We all have achievements. Is there? " ? Let's race! "
Only Miss Liu bowed her head and said nothing. She was very sad. Crops comforted her one after another: "Although you have no fruit, your figure is very beautiful, which brings beauty to people." Miss Liu finally smiled.
Autumn is so beautiful, I love autumn!