Autumn is coming. In autumn in my hometown, some leaves have turned yellow and some are a little red. A breeze blew and the yellow leaves on the trees fell one after another. Some of them stumbled like naughty boys, and some floated gently like quiet girls. So I squatted down to observe these fallen leaves, and suddenly there was a small leaf like a kite, flying, flying and slowly falling to the ground.
I bent down to pick up the leaf, which made me feel the feeling of autumn. This leaf has turned yellow with some small spots. You can clearly see its vein in the light, but you can't see it in your hand. The leaves are about 3 cm long and 2 cm wide. I also picked up some leaves. Their common feature is that the leaves are yellow and less green, so that they fall to the ground.
These leaves seem to tell me that autumn is coming, the weather is getting colder and the harvest day is coming. It seems to tell us his story: I am still a bud in spring, and I grow up slowly in summer. My life has experienced a warm spring, a hot summer and a cool autumn. I'm getting old and yellow. It's time for fallen leaves to return to their roots.
Autumn is so beautiful!
Autumn is coming. Autumn has come, and the sky is bluer, purer and clearer. The sun is so bright. Clouds are so flawless, giving people a sense of exquisiteness. Seeing this autumn in Ming Che, I feel comfortable. As long as I can remember, every Mid-Autumn Festival, my father will take my mother and me to my hometown to spend the holidays with my grandparents.
The small mountain village where grandpa's home is located has lush trees, and the occasional autumn wind makes people feel leisurely in autumn. Autumn has come, where did the first fallen leaf of the tree float? Maybe only the wind knows. In fact, I really want to know, who is waiting for life in this reincarnation season? I will wait quietly, waiting for the passage of time, waiting for the world, waiting for the moment when there are stars and clouds.
Autumn is the harvest season. Standing on the hillside of grandpa's house, looking at the four fields, the autumn sunshine lost its enthusiasm in summer, and the light they gave off set off the endless colors of everything, gestating the gradual maturity of life. I looked at Huang Chengcheng yellow bedding everywhere, lying quietly between the earth, looking at the swollen crops, carrying heavy fruits, and I couldn't help feeling in my heart.
Time flies, I feel that I come and go in a hurry every morning, I feel that I study hard every night and stand at the starting line of life, and the hope of harvest overflows my heart. If there is a power for me, I will definitely let Qiu stay in my hands and cut off my life dream.
Autumn is coming. The first thing that indicates autumn is autumn rain.
Autumn rain is not as lingering as spring rain, nor as swift as summer rain, nor as cold as winter rain. It's cool, deep and warm, which makes people feel relaxed and happy, and it's a little bleak.
Autumn rain depicts everything on the earth. It dyed maple leaves as red as fire, ginkgo as golden as sunshine, chrysanthemums as orange and leaves as reddish brown ... Autumn rain is like a painter, making the earth colorful.
Next is autumn, the autumn wind.
The autumn wind kept blowing and blowing, bringing geese, blowing away the fallen leaves, thanking the flowers and ripening the fruits. After the baptism of autumn rain and autumn wind, the fruit really matures. Red apples, pears from Huang Chengcheng, juicy grapes and sweet plums, which one is not full and juicy? Are the fruits of autumn!
After autumn rain and autumn wind, piles of fallen leaves and strings of fruits, autumn is coming to an end. Although autumn has passed, we will still remember the cool autumn rain, bleak autumn fruits, rustling leaves and delicious fruits.
Autumn is coming. When children's laughter shook off the dew in the morning, when logging sounded in the valley, when farmers put down their sickles and bathed in fragrant rice ... we knew autumn was coming.
Autumn has come, bringing cloudless blue sky in Wan Li, fruitful harvest and happy events, golden leaves everywhere, and many festive festivals! Whenever autumn comes, we all know that there is something delicious. What moon cakes, zongzi and the like swarmed in. Autumn brings us endless laughter.
Autumn has come, the rich fruits and vegetables in the fields have been transported back to farmers, the leaves on ginkgo trees have become specimens, and the grassland has become vast in the sound of crickets ... All this has added a lot of expectations and longings to the world.
Autumn, what a beautiful season! Autumn, what a beautiful word, full of vitality and joy!
Autumn is a colorful palette, including blue, yellow, red, green and purple ... but what color is it?
Autumn is a poem that amazes me. It's also a glass of wine, which makes me deeply intoxicated. It's also a dream, which makes me crazy. This is the autumn in my hometown. I love this beautiful autumn and I love this fruitful autumn.
Autumn is coming. Autumn seems like a lovely little fairy, quietly, quietly, with cool steps came to our side. In autumn, she flew into the sky. The little frog saw Miss Qiu and said hello to her quickly. Then they stepped up digging holes to get ready for a comfortable sleep.
In autumn, she came to the field. When she saw Miss Qiu, she blushed at once. She really looks like a shy little girl. She saw rice. When I saw Miss Qiu, I quickly showed my beige teeth. It's really amazing. I don't know how to make her face yellow. She saw cotton again. Cotton quickly said hello to Miss Xiang Qiu. It is discussing a question to the white clouds in the blue sky: Who is white, white clouds or cotton? Miss Qiu also saw the farmer's uncle, and the farmer's uncle saw a happy smile on Miss Qiu's face.
In autumn, she came to the orchard. In the orchard, the red apple smiled and said, "Welcome, Sister Qiu!" "The orange said happily," Sister Qiu, you have finally come! " The golden big Sydney said happily, "Sister Qiu, I finally survived the heat. "
In autumn, she came to the garden again. Autumn chrysanthemums in the garden are full of vitality, red as fire, yellow as gold and white as snow. Qiuju is really beautiful! Autumn is beautiful! I love autumn!
Autumn is coming. The hot summer was blown away by the autumn wind. I don't know where to go. The naughty autumn girl came quietly overnight and blew the hair of the tree. Trees are playing with autumn girls. The wind is floating everywhere, hiding on the roof and under the bridge. The trees looked around. It turns out that they are looking for Miss Qiu. ...
People get up early, and people in the street are still wearing thin shirts. At this time, a cold wind blew and people were shivering. People go home at once and put on colorful sweaters. The leaves on the tree are yellow, and it slowly falls from the sky. Soon, the ground was covered with golden leaves.
When you come to the crops, you will find farmers' uncles harvesting rice in the fields. They smiled happily when they saw the rice like hills in Huang Chengcheng. Just then, a gust of wind blew, and the rice fluttered with the wind, as if dancing happily.
Birds and geese fly south, as if to say, "Autumn is coming!" " It's time for us to go to the south, goodbye friends, and we'll meet again next spring! "
Autumn is coming. Autumn is my favorite season. Although it is not as vibrant as spring, everything recovers; It is not as sunny and vibrant as summer; It's not as snowy as winter ... but I like it, like its autumn wind blowing gently, like its scenery with fallen leaves everywhere!
Yesterday afternoon, I couldn't stand the loneliness at home. My mother and I went to the city library to borrow and return books. It was still warm and sunny when I came. In the library, I gradually realized the charm of books. ...
Before you know it, the pointer thinks "6". My mother and I walked home hand in hand. Out of the library, the wind blows from time to time, which makes me feel colder outside than inside. What's more, I only wear a pair of short jeans and a thin vest, and I can't help shivering. The wind blows intermittently, making my short hair flutter. Some leaves on the towering trees on both sides of the road could not bear the attack of this strong wind and floated down with the wind.
When I arrived at the mall, I bought Guandong Boiled. The steaming Guandong cooking warmed my stomach and I felt very warm. ...
Sitting in the car, sighing, summer has gone, and the footsteps of autumn have caught up! My favorite season is coming ... autumn is a sad season; Autumn is a romantic season; Autumn is the harvest season; Autumn is still an unforgettable season! Let's struggle in this beautiful season! Create your own miracle!
Autumn is coming. Do you know that autumn is coming?
Some leaves turn yellow, some turn red, and when the breeze blows, they fly all over the sky. Like countless butterflies playing, like a fairy's colorful clothes swinging. Golden leaves fall all over the road, laying a golden carpet for the straight road, which looks so beautiful and noble.
It's getting colder and colder. After breakfast, on the way to school, there was a layer of pure fog beside me, and everything was so hazy. At school, everyone has milky dew on his head, like a white-haired witch. At this time, the quiet campus began to be lively. The weather is getting colder. We started running, skipping rope, playing basketball and football. The playground is very lively.
There are fewer and fewer swallows flying in the sky. They are going to the south for the winter. I know they will come back next spring. Snakes and frogs are also rare. They hid in underground caves to sleep. Dad said the black bear would go to the cave, too. In winter, when he woke up hungry, he licked his thick paws and waited for the arrival of spring. Very interesting.
Autumn is really a colorful season. Autumn has really come.
Autumn is coming. Summer has passed. Do you feel autumn on that cool day? Yes, autumn comes inadvertently!
Is autumn like spring? No, spring is the season when young trees sprout, grass grows and warblers fly, and flowers are red and green.
Is autumn like summer? No, it's hot in summer: the sun is like fire, so hot that people can't breathe.
Is autumn like winter? No. Winter is the season when snow is flying all over the sky and the fields are white.
Autumn is neither like spring nor summer nor winter, so what is autumn like?
When we see the leaves turn yellow and the branches are covered with golden fruits; When we hear geese singing in the south and crickets singing at night; When we smell the smell of cooked corn, autumn comes.
This is the harvest season, the golden season, as lovely as spring, as warm as summer and as charming as winter. ...
Ah, autumn, it's better to experience it yourself, it's better to flip through the calendar!
Oh, autumn has come and summer has gone.
Autumn is coming. Autumn is a beautiful season. Autumn came quietly, and with the arrival of autumn, the world became golden.
Autumn fields, the breeze blowing, its heavy fruit nodding frequently, leaves issued a beautiful "autumn March." A piece of red sorghum proudly held its head high, as if drunk and blushed. Its huge leaves sway with the wind, as if waving to people and showing off its harvested fruits. Millet is more pleasing, with golden leaves, golden ears and even golden stems.
When the autumn rain falls on the earth, it is another beautiful scenery! Autumn rain "dripped" underground, knocking on the window and knocking on the ground, playing beautiful music. Of course, autumn rain has brought people a rich gift-"yellow". It dyed phoenix tree's clothes yellow. It dyed adzuki bean's green clothes yellow ... It put on a mysterious suit for autumn. Therefore, autumn is charming.
Autumn is coming, autumn is coming!
When autumn comes and the cool autumn wind blows quietly, the sixth grade composition11; When the noble white chrysanthemum quietly opens; When the golden fruit hangs quietly on the branches. Autumn, followed them quietly arrival on the earth. In autumn, the sky is crisp, the wind is light and the clouds are light, which is a symbol of beauty, exercise and harvest.
Autumn dew lies on the grass like pearls, hypnotizing everything; Autumn rain is sprinkled on the earth like cattle and horses, nourishing everything. The chrysanthemum pavilion stands in the grass, enduring the cold in autumn, and at the same time bringing a desolation to autumn. Autumn is a symbol of beauty.
In autumn, squirrels are busy storing food, hoping to stay indoors safely in winter. In autumn, the leaves on the tree gradually turn yellow, rustling, rustling-falling down and buried in the soil, becoming the fertilizer for the mother of the tree, hoping to dedicate her life to the tree. Autumn is a symbol of sports.
In autumn, the autumn rain swept the top of the tree and brought golden color to the fruit. Standing in front of the fruit trees, looking around, the wheat fields are also golden. When the autumn wind blows, the golden wheat seedlings also flutter with the wind. They are celebrating! Women and children carry baskets around the fruit trees to pick fruits, and men cut wheat in the wheat fields. They want to go home quickly, and winter is coming, so there is nothing to worry about. Autumn is a symbol of harvest.
Autumn is sad and brings people a sad mood. However, autumn is not happy. There is no wind in winter, no rain in summer, no cold in spring, only a golden world.
Autumn is coming. Autumn has come quietly. The weather is getting colder. The wind blows cold on us. We all put on sweaters.
Autumn has come, the leaves turn yellow, and an autumn wind blows. Yellow leaves fall from the trees, just like beautiful butterflies flying up and down in the autumn wind. Unconsciously, the grass turned yellow and the lawn turned into a golden carpet. Many summer flowers have withered, but the brave chrysanthemums are not afraid of the cold and bloom so vigorously in the wind and frost. Today, the teacher took us to the riverside park to play. I saw a lot of fallen leaves, including buttonwood leaves, boxwood leaves, maple leaves, willow leaves and locust leaves ... they are different in shape, some like palms, some like love ... and some like curved eyebrows.
Autumn is a season of maturity and harvest. In the fields, rice in Huang Chengcheng covers the earth like a golden ocean. In the cotton field, it seems that there has just been a heavy snow, and snow-white cotton balls are hanging on the branches. Red sorghum is like handfuls of burning torches, reflecting the clouds on the horizon. In the orchard, red apples are like children's red faces. The treetops are covered with oranges and persimmons, just like lovely little lanterns.
Autumn is really a beautiful season, I love autumn!
Autumn is coming. On Sunday morning, I went to the suburbs alone to look for autumn.
Autumn came, and she was in the garden. Other flowers in the garden withered, and only colorful and proud chrysanthemums bloomed in the wind.
Autumn is found, she is in the field, the endless field is full of horses, and the farmer's uncle is robbing crops. Oh, autumn is the harvest season.
Autumn is found, and she is in the sky. A line of geese are flying south, just like primary school students after school, wearing uniform uniforms, standing in a neat queue and embarking on their way home. The wild goose in a black dress seems to be going to a grand dance. Birds are singing in the sky, as if to tell people: "It's cold, please put on more clothes!" " "
Autumn is coming. She was on a big tree, and the leaves of poplar trees turned yellow, leaving the branches and dancing in the air, as if a girl in a yellow skirt was dancing, and as if butterflies were flying freely. Some leaves slipped on the bus, and it wanted to take a long trip for free. Some leaves fell into the ditch silently, and no one paid attention to them. It will slowly oxidize into fertilizer to prepare for the growth of grass next year.
Autumn is coming. She is in people's closets. People take off colorful summer clothes and put on thick, somewhat silly autumn clothes.
Ah! Autumn is found, she is around us, in people's hearts.
Autumn is coming. 14 The hot summer has passed and the cool autumn has come, but I haven't found any traces of autumn yet. I made up my mind to find autumn and then set off.
When I came to the grassland, the green grass that was full of vitality, some withered, some dried up, my head drooped, and the full vitality no longer existed. Oh, I see, autumn just passed by here, and I was jealous when I saw the spirit of the grass. I play on the grass. It looks very old. I will follow the footprints and chase the footsteps of autumn. I came to the river again and found that this ancient river had lost its old colors and sounds. Look, I picked up a stone and threw it into the river. The jingle I used to make has now turned into a heavy sound. I understand that autumn is jealous of the beautiful voice of the river and makes it dumb. I continue to chase Qiu. When I came to the forest, I found that the green maple leaves turned into fiery red. I understand that it is autumn that puts on new clothes for maple trees. I also found that the small flowers were dying. They snuggled up to each other and nodded gently, as if telling Qiu what she had done. I walked on and came to the field. The farmer's uncle is busy harvesting. When he saw golden soybeans, pearly corn and full and heavy peanuts, the farmer's uncle showed a bright smile. I am also happy for this bumper harvest.
Ah! Autumn is so beautiful!
Sixth grade: Zhao
Autumn is coming. Autumn has come, with the rain, autumn has come quietly.
Autumn is coming, and every breath of air exudes coolness; When autumn comes, people take off short-sleeved T-shirts and put on sweaters. Autumn is coming. At night, I don't have to be afraid of mosquito bites. I can turn on the light and read my favorite books. Autumn has come, the rain has increased, and the rain in Mao Mao has also come. People open their umbrellas like rainbows in the rain. Autumn is coming, the sun is on holiday, I sleep late every day and never see the sun; Autumn has come, and it comes slowly. When people realized it, it had been waiting for a long time.
Autumn rain, like a shy little girl, quietly came and walked on the stage in the sky, leaving only fresh air and puddles on the ground.
Autumn wind, like a roaring lion, blows the leaves to the ground: I saw the leaves of poplar turn white for a while, green for a while, and then suddenly blow up and fly into the sky.
Autumn is coming, don't be afraid of the scorching sun baking the earth, because autumn is coming.