Autumn is here,
the green maple leaves turn red,
the clear lake is dyed,
the rustling sound of fallen leaves, < /p>
The jumping of locusts,
makes tourists’ hearts soar.
Autumn is like an impromptu artist,
sprinkling bright pink all over the sky,
on the ears of rice,
The ears are painted into golden waves.
The autumn wind is like a naughty child,
Playing everywhere every day,
Often inviting ginkgo to dance,
Also confessing to the maple leaves, < /p>
Maple Leaf blushed with embarrassment.
Autumn is like a dashing conductor,
performing a wonderful musical,
Locust is a crazy percussion drummer,
The west wind is a standard soprano,
The fallen leaves are the conductor of light,
The sweet-scented osmanthus is a typical dancer,
With a wave of the fallen leaves,
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When the west wind sings,
The wonderful song of autumn is about to begin.
Autumn is like a painter who paints freely,
On the clear lake,
adds colorful light,
piece by piece Decorated with fallen leaves,
Flowers dance on the water,
This world-class competition is bright and dazzling.
Autumn is like a carefree and happy paradise,
The clean lake is full of green water plants,
The small fish are playing happily in the lake,
And the tadpoles are like musical notes,
Chasing on the staff,
A gust of wind blows,
It gives people a wonderful feeling,
Is this autumn?
Who cast the magic,
to make the fields turn yellow?
Who cast the magic to make the maple leaves turn red?
Who cast the magic,
to change the lake into dark green clothes?
Who cast the magic?
To drive away the summer mood and the weather turns cooler,
Oh!
It turns out to be the magician——Autumn!