"Autumn is coming"
Autumn is coming
The wind is pushing the golden color
Talking about it all the way
The annoyed golden color suddenly bows its head
Jumping into a veteran with double cocoons
The leaves on the branches can't stand loneliness
Kissing each other with wet rain and dew
. Occupy the sky
Try to make a red makeup with the sunset glow
yan zhen flying south
Lift the cool water with a pair of wings
A tail fish makes a noise
The wrinkles of the ancient body color ripple
In the afterglow, the swaying reeds
send a fishing evening song out of the door
A poem about autumn in the third grade of the second primary school
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Maybe this is the climax of autumn.
Maple leaves are so red and lonely.
Take up the mountains with the warmest colors.
Walk at the ferry in winter.
I am like autumn leaves.
The night frost is wet, whipping my persistence.
The white fog has dyed my greenery.
Years have confused the latitude and longitude.
In late autumn. Go straight to the valley
full of red, echoing a flag
flaunting with the weathervane of autumn
clearing the water under the shadow of wild flowers
floating bath that washes the world
You have come this autumn
The amorous feelings of a mountain make you embrace
A hawthorn tree is full of cravings
The sour years are reflected in tears
A sparrow. Drowning the autumn sound
Poems about Autumn in Grade Three of the Third Primary School
"Walking into Autumn"
The steps of summer are gradually drifting away
Leave a lush back
I can vaguely see
Walking into autumn
The blue sky above my head
Looking up at the leisure of white clouds
Picking up the brilliance of sunshine
Shining my heart. P > they all turn into colorful butterflies
fluttering in the breeze
walking into the autumn
the fragrance of the orchard is on my face
the apples are blushing
the persimmon branches are dazzling
the grapes are glittering
walking into the autumn
refreshing
warm and comfortable
-from the internet.