Autumn Poems of Grade Two 1 The shadows on the sidewalk are getting thinner and thinner.
Some leaves have fallen off.
Autumn, that yellow-faced woman
Is flustered and frustratedly holding a stick.
roam
Once exciting green.
Autumn. Autumn comes to my yard.
In my empty little yard
There are no fruit trees
There is only one pumpkin seedling.
Make a pumpkin with a big head in little ass.
Not as thick as my arm.
The second grade autumn poem 2 Chongyang has passed.
Chrysanthemum, when you came.
However, Nanshan is far away.
Chrysanthemum is forbidden.
my heart
The sky can't be high and the clouds can't be light.
When the wind blows
Leaves are falling.
Every piece
They are all autumn faces.
Poems of Autumn in Grade Two of Senior High School 3 Night Wind in Late Autumn
The last few pieces of red maple rolled down.
Xia Chan doesn't sound like it.
Winter bamboo shoots also forgot to wake up.
The moonlight is very cold.
Sprinkle a sleeve of chill
Xueyan goes south.
Huang Ju has quietly fallen asleep.
The distant flute sounded.
Curled like smoke
As if you were far away.
Wave to me gently.
Twilight is dim.
Covering the distant buildings.
But let your old face
Gradually clear
Poetry 4 of autumn in the second day of junior high school listening to the songs of autumn
Charming melody cuts through the melancholy of summer.
The brisk tone dyed green into gold.
Hard-working plowman
Take a hoe.
Immersed in the harvest music.
Autumn is singing.
A year's harvest
Infinite dream
In the song
Sow deep hope
Poetry about autumn
Poetry 5 In the autumn of the second day of junior high school, the sunshine is gentle.
indifferent
On a leaf
Turn enemies into friends with autumn wind
Appreciate each other
Not green.
Can't warm up
Silent autumn wind
Trembling to open the autumn letter.
Suddenly warm rehmannia glutinosa.
go home
Leaves are just migratory birds in autumn.
The wind told a tree like this.
Why did Baiyun change his face today?
It's gloomy.
It has a faint worry.
Looking for the way home in summer.
Dark clouds floated in front of it.
Blur its line of sight
Seems to want to keep the footsteps of summer.
Blue sky is still accompanied by white clouds.
Through the haze
Or beautiful blue sky.
The autumn wind keeps blowing.
White clouds are still swaying.
Wu Yang has a gentle personality.
It doesn't want to hug us warmly anymore.
It seems that I feel the same way with others.
It seems to love autumn more.