Yellow leaves are floating all over the Woods,
Leave this tree, mom,
We were inseparable.
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves,
Don't be sad!
You give us the green of spring,
You give us shade in summer,
Today, after your autumn trip,
Back on earth again.
Leave golden footprints.
Fallen leaves (children's poems)
autumn
This is a mild season.
Trees and flowers
Took a long vacation.
You see
Poop, poop, poop.
Footprints of all sizes.
Stay on the ground.
Follow one's footsteps and dreams
You can go back.
Hometown after a long separation,
pay a visit
Miss each other's parents day and night
In my hometown
Cover the head and tail.
Meimeidi
Get some sleep.
Put a year's hard work
Make up for all this
then
Bring enough dry food, and
A diligent mind. prepare
In spring, keep going up.
2. Children's Poems on Autumn Leaves
Autumn has come, leaves have fallen, and the streets are littered with fallen leaves.
When autumn comes, people wear thick clothes and are not afraid of catching cold. Girls pick up fallen leaves as bookmarks, and boys jump around in the leaves.
Autumn has arrived, and people have ushered in the harvest season. The farmer's uncle's hard work and sweat for a year have been rewarded at this time. In autumn, the apple trees are covered with big red apples, and the pear trees are covered with big fragrant and sweet pears. Ah! Autumn is really a beautiful season!
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.
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?
autumn rain
Autumn rain, ticking, singing.
Autumn rain is a key, with cool gentleness. autumn
Autumn has come, leaves have fallen, and the ground in the street is full of fallen leaves.
When autumn comes, people wear thick clothes and are not afraid of catching cold. Girls pick up fallen leaves as bookmarks, and boys jump around in the leaves.
Autumn has arrived, and people have ushered in the harvest season. The farmer's uncle's hard work and sweat for a year have been rewarded at this time. In autumn, the apple trees are covered with big red apples, and the pear trees are covered with big fragrant and sweet pears. Ah! Autumn is really a beautiful season!
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.
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?
autumn rain
Autumn rain, ticking, singing.
Autumn rain is a key, with cool tenderness, gently, gently, before you notice, the door of autumn quietly opens.
Autumn rain, there is a box of colorful pigments, you see, she gave yellow to ginkgo ... yellow leaf fan, like a small fan, fanned away the summer heat; She gave maple red ... red maple leaves fluttered, fluttered, like stamps, and autumn clothes came by post. Gold is the color of the field. Look, the field is like a golden ocean. Orange is the color of fruit trees. Listen, oranges, apples and persimmons are jostling with each other, calling on people to pick them! There are all kinds of colors for the Chrysanthemum Fairy. Beautiful chrysanthemums nod in the autumn rain.
The autumn rain smells very good! Smell it: pineapple is sweet, pear is fragrant, and there are many apples, oranges and rice hidden in small raindrops! Small raindrops also bring the fragrance of baked sweet potatoes and sugar-fried chestnuts. Children's feet are often attracted by that smell.
Autumn rain, there is a golden trumpet, which tells everyone that winter is coming. The little magpie used branches to build a house, the little squirrel used pine cones as food, and the little frog was digging a hole to get a comfortable sleep! And little leaves. The leaves of evergreen trees put on heavy and shiny clothes, and the leaves of deciduous trees floated at the foot of the mother tree, all preparing for winter.
Autumn rain brings a harvest song to the earth and a happy song to the children.
Autumn rain, ticking, singing ...
3. The ancient poem "Magpie Treading on Leaves" describes the fallen leaves, which makes Wenli miserable, green and yellow, and has no strength, making autumn sounds and building a dry side.
It is suspected that the screen window is stormy, and the setting sun sends crows in a hurry. It's no better than falling flowers, east and west, north and south, everyone knows.
Last night, the wall of the small building was cold, and half a pile of golden wells was frosty. "Jiangnan Dream" made Qu Dajun sad and fallen leaves.
There are still leaves in Ye Fei every year, and no one goes there every year, with red stripes and new tears. Sad leaves will never come back.
Even if the flowers are full of trees, the new branches are not old branches, and they are late with the water. "Mourning Leaves" (Northern Dynasties) Xiaozong mourns the leaves, overlapping and overlapping, and never returning.
The long branches are in the shade, but the yellow birds are lost. Late buds are mixed and flowers are upside down.
Chaotic spring, spring breeze, spring breeze At this time, one frost and two creams can still be used. Six Danes have been rustling in the morning, and at first glance, they are surprised by the wind and stand out from the crowd.
Sad leaves, when will be returned. Yesterday * * * was fundamental and irrelevant.
Each goes with the dust, and the high branch is hard to climb again.
4. Pupils' words and sentences about fallen leaves The dead leaves falling from the roots fall on the roots.
Metaphor things have a certain destination. People who live in other places will eventually return to their hometown.
Falling leaves know autumn, that is, seeing yellow leaves fall to the ground and knowing that autumn is coming. The autumn wind blew away the fallen leaves.
Metaphor is swept away and no longer exists. Autumn wind sweeps the leaves, autumn wind sweeps the leaves.
Metaphor is a powerful force to quickly and easily sweep away rotten things. As simple as shaking a leaf.
The west wind and fallen leaves depict the scene of autumn. Metaphor means that people or things have fallen.
Trees are soaring, and leaves fall to their roots. No matter how tall the tree grows, the leaves still have to return to the roots. No matter how long you leave your hometown, you will eventually return to your hometown.
Indus leaves are the earliest, so it means autumn is coming. Later, metaphors were used to indicate the decline of things.
The leaves fell to the roots. Leaves germinate from the roots and eventually return to the roots after falling. Metaphor things always have a certain destination.
People who leave home will eventually return to their hometown. When the leaves fall, you will know that autumn has come.
Metaphor can infer the development trend of things from subtle changes. A leaf falls to know the autumn on earth. From the falling of a leaf, we know that autumn is coming.
Metaphor through individual subtle signs, we can see the development trend and results of the whole situation. The deciduous yellow layer forest is completely dyed. Deciduous leaves take root. The autumn wind blew in the fallen leaves piled up on the bare hillside and swept them away. People know that all the fallen leaves in the world have fallen on the roots.
Metaphor things have a certain destination. People who live in other places will eventually return to their hometown.
Falling leaves know autumn, that is, seeing yellow leaves fall to the ground and knowing that autumn is coming. The autumn wind blew away the fallen leaves.
Metaphor is swept away and no longer exists. Autumn wind sweeps the leaves, autumn wind sweeps the leaves.
Metaphor is a powerful force to quickly and easily sweep away rotten things. As simple as shaking a leaf.
The west wind and fallen leaves depict the scene of autumn. Metaphor means that people or things have fallen.
Trees are soaring, and leaves fall to their roots. No matter how tall the tree grows, the leaves still have to return to the roots. No matter how long you leave your hometown, you will eventually return to your hometown.
Indus leaves are the earliest, so it means autumn is coming. Later, metaphors were used to indicate the decline of things.
The leaves fell to the roots. Leaves germinate from the roots and eventually return to the roots after falling. Metaphor things always have a certain destination.
People who leave home will eventually return to their hometown. When the leaves fall, you will know that autumn has come.
Metaphor can infer the development trend of things from subtle changes. A leaf falls to know the autumn on earth. From the falling of a leaf, we know that autumn is coming.
Metaphor through individual subtle signs, we can see the development trend and results of the whole situation. Li Bai's autumn wind ci is clear in autumn wind, bright in autumn moon, and leaves gather and disperse, which makes the west Western jackdaw stunned.
Acacia knows when to meet, and this night is embarrassing; When I entered my lovesick door, I knew that I was lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. If I had known this, I wouldn't have known him. Du Fu: Climbing high and looking far into the wind, apes crow and birds return, and the blue lake and white sand. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness. Bad luck has laid a bitter frost on my temples, and a wanderer has become a thick layer of dust in my wine in heartache and fatigue, singing Gu Kuang, so he thought of tired horses, so he thought of birds in the nest.
Clouds cover my hometown and wanderers sing. A wanderer is sad for a long time, but a cloud is Yu Dongcen.
There are no acacia trees in the guest room, and the leaves are like Qiu Lin. Old Shen Songquan's strange leaves flow in the direction of Yutai, and the bridal chamber opens in the cold night and autumn.
Under the golden wave outside the water curtain, the Milky Way belongs to the mica window. The jade steps are covered with clouds and moss, and the king is hard to get again.
The gentle and graceful autumn night is long, and the embroidery worker lingers in the autumn moon. Yanji painted hibiscus, and Qin Zi Jinlulan musk.
In the middle of the night, Beidou sang a song that broke his heart. It was suggested that Jiang Ming returned to Yangzhou in Chang 'an on the 9th, and Xu took the opportunity to pursue Hong and came with fallen leaves himself.
Chrysanthemums should not be full, please wait for the poet to bloom. "Fallen Leaves" Kong Shaoan leaves in early autumn, falling like a guest.
If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest.