First of all, leaves are floating.
Autumn is coming, autumn is coming,
The branches are shaking and the leaves are fluttering.
Red leaves float, yellow leaves float,
Like petals falling.
Pick up a yellow leaf,
Sew a coat for the doll;
Pick up two yellow leaves,
Sewing gloves for dolls;
Pick up three more red leaves,
Sew a little red riding hood for the doll!
Second, autumn.
Fell in a rice field—
The fields are yellow and the ears of rice are bent;
Autumn in the cotton field—
The field is white and the cotton fruit opens its mouth;
Fall in the vegetable field—
The fields are green, and the vegetables are dressed in green.
The autumn rain flowed and moistened the earth.
Wiped the blue sky, washed the white clouds and watered people's smiling faces.
Third, autumn wind.
Autumn wind, are you red?
Look, you have dyed so many sorghum into red flames.
Autumn wind, are you yellow?
Look, you have dyed countless ears of wheat golden.
Autumn wind, are you white?
Look, you dyed the cotton ball as white and dazzling as snowflakes.
Oh, autumn wind! You must have an invisible colored marker;
Otherwise, how can you make the whole leaf so gorgeous and brilliant?
Fourth, fallen leaves
As soon as the leaves fall, autumn will leave soon.
Fallen leaves are the invitation of winter.
As soon as the leaves fell, the sun dimmed.
Fallen leaves are tea leaves soaked in the sun.
As soon as the leaves fall, snow will come.
Fallen leaves are the cousins of snowflakes.
Time to go, time to go,
The difference is that,
Quiet, quiet,
The writing of this article,
In the future,
The welcome of welcome.
Fifth, autumn is singing.
Listening to the songs of autumn,
Charming melody cuts through the melancholy of summer,
The brisk tone dyed green into gold.
Hard-working plowman, with a hoe,
Immersed in the harvest music.
Autumn is singing, a year's harvest,
Infinite dreams, in songs,
Sowed deep hope.