Autumn leaves excellent composition 1 Xia girl is leaving us with a fiery little basket of flowers, and Qiu mother-in-law comes quietly with her thoughts about us. She waved her wand, and suddenly, the whole world became colorful. In the autumn wind, the leaves are waving to us; In the autumn wind, leaves dance with the wind, which is the most precious gift of autumn.
I strolled in Beitan Park and came to a ginkgo tree. I saw the golden ginkgo garden in the sun, like sparkling diamonds embedded in trees. I picked up a piece on the ground and studied it carefully: I saw it like a small mini folding fan; I put my hand on it and stroked it gently. It is soft and smooth, and I can see that its thin texture is very beautiful. At this time, a breeze blew and the leaves sang. A few leaves fell, like ducks in golden flippers, stepping on the ground uniformly. Then, more leaves fell, like countless golden butterflies flying in the air. Little leaves run down more happily, just like a girl's golden skirt. I seem to have put on a dance skirt made of leaves and danced one song after another in the golden ballroom composed of ginkgo trees. Leaves rustle on the ground, playing autumn music for me. ...
I walked deep into the park. Suddenly, a raging flame appeared in front of my eyes. It turned out to be a flaming maple forest. I stepped forward. When I approached, pieces of red maple leaves warmed my heart like clusters of flames. Take a closer look. In the sun, the maple leaf winked at me playfully like a shining red star. I carefully picked a maple leaf and put it in my hand. It's like a child's palm. Five leaves are five fingers. I can clearly see the five veins of the maple leaf, which are the lifeblood of the maple leaf. It supports the whole leaf. How beautiful and charming! Smell it close to your nose, ah, a golden autumn fragrance comes to my face, and I am intoxicated with it. Grandma Feng came, and the maple babies threw themselves into the arms of Mother Earth, as if laying a festive red carpet on the ground to welcome me.
The sky covered the earth like a basket of precious stones, and was blown clean and bright by the autumn wind. Looking at the cloudless sky in Wan Li and stepping on the autumn leaves everywhere, I can't help but admire: Nature is really amazing and great!
I like colorful autumn, especially colorful leaves, because with its decoration, autumn is more beautiful and charming.
Autumn leaves excellent composition 2 autumn girl is like a makeup artist, dressing autumn very beautifully; Miss Qiu, like a magician, drove away Xia Ge's heat and ushered in a cool breeze. Miss Qiu is a painter, and her paintings are beautiful. I love autumn!
Today is the weekend. I sat quietly on the park bench, watching the fallen leaves, the angel of autumn, dancing a beautiful waltz and dancing in the air.
How beautiful the maple forest in the distance is! Under the sunshine, it is thriving, like a flame, like a painting that famous painters are proud of. People passing by can't help but admire: "It's beautiful!" No wonder the poet impromptu praise: "Frost leaves are redder than February flowers".
When I walked in, I saw "ladies" and "gentlemen" in red dresses and red tuxedos dancing beautifully. I was so happy!
The girl breathed a sigh of relief in the wind, and a ballerina in a red and green dress fell down gorgeously. She raised her hands, stood on tiptoe and started the one last dance in her life. The wind seemed to be rustling with her. She turned gracefully, her skirt fluttered, looked to the right, turned a somersault briskly, looked at the mother tree and closed her eyes gently.
The wind doesn't seem to enjoy itself, but it's a sigh of relief. A piece of flaming leaves falls down and looks at the outside world together like an amiable teacher and students with different personalities. The teachers are very busy. The students fly to the insects for a while to listen to the teacher's story about insects, and then run to the tree pole to play the game of sliding slide. Finally, tired of playing, they slowly fell into the arms of Mother Earth and gradually fell asleep.
The girl in the wind is a little tired, so she can only take a sip of meanness. A young man blew loose, like a lively little monkey, clutching the thick trunk and climbing up and down for a while, so happy! Another gust of wind blew, and the young people greeted their later partners, played games and danced a cheerful waltz together.
Where did all the leaves fall? Some landed in streams to provide free boats for hardworking little ants, while others landed on paths to lay thick red carpets on the ground.
I can't help but pick up a maple leaf and hold it in my hand. I carefully hold it in my hand and watch it over and over again, just like the stars on the team emblem are beautiful! Looking at it in the sun, the lines are very clear and there is an unspeakable beauty.
They are like lovely elves, let me know the coming of autumn and understand the beauty of autumn!
An autumn wind blew away the heat of summer, the chirping of cicadas, the tranquility of autumn and the fallen leaves.
Most of the leaves of that big tree have turned yellow. Maybe it was a gust of wind. Maybe it should have fallen long ago. In short, countless leaves fall, and the branches suddenly appear empty. Standing under a tree, I gently picked up a leaf and it was blown off by the wind. Even if the color is yellow, it has already lost its vitality, and it still throws itself into the embrace of the earth with the most beautiful posture. Looking closely, the withered yellow spreads around from the petiole, and the junction with the green edge of the leaf is light brown. Just like a watercolor painting, the painter seems to think that his work is not perfect, and draws a small circle at the junction. Leaves and stems that have lost nutrition, like dried blood vessels, are solidified with black blood clots. At first glance, they look ferocious, but if they are in line with the whole leaf surface, they will complement each other even more. The first word that the whole leaf reminds me of is beauty, which is different from green leaves. The second word is death. Yes, even if it is beautiful, it is useless. He is dead, and soon, he will turn to dust and melt into the soil.
Although the leaves have fallen, they must have been brilliant! He was born in spring. He is tender and light green. Under the gentle spring breeze, he first smiled, shook his body happily and joked with his companions. Summer is the best time of his life. He is strong enough. In the past season, he tried his best to absorb nutrition. He is dark green, shiny, full of vitality and has the energy to resist wind and rain. But now it is autumn, just a gust of wind, let him leave the big tree that gave birth to him forever.
Now, he can only lie on the ground forever. He lay quietly and looked at the place where he once lived. His heart must be very sad. He knew this day would come, but he didn't expect it to come so soon. But he thinks that even if it is dropped, he can at least become a nutrient. This is the last thing he can do for this tree. He closed his eyes.
The leaves on the low bush beside the tree are shaking, as if they are glad that they have escaped the disaster, laughing at the fragile and ugly leaves and showing off their beauty. But what about evergreen shrubs? In autumn, even though they are still green, they have lost their luster and become dim in color, just like a walking corpse.
The beauty of life lies not in the end of life, but in the value of life, just as "some people live, but die, and some people die, but they are still alive." People are like leaves on these two kinds of trees, one hanging and the other lying. I suddenly remembered Shi Tiesheng's Ditan, "The garden is barren but not declining". A gust of autumn wind blew off a leaf and blew up a spirit.
Summer passed quietly, and autumn came unhurriedly. In the morning, the autumn wind swept away, and leaves fell in succession. Some of them dance like butterflies, some dance like acrobats, and some waltz gracefully like dancers ... whenever leaves are covered with the earth, it is like laying a thick carpet on the earth and putting on a golden pajamas. At this time, you will find that the leaves with low feet make a "squeaking" sound from time to time, as if accompanying the birds in the tree!
The shapes of fallen leaves are varied. Some of them are like palms with five fingers open, some are like oval eggs, and some are like beautiful small fans. There are some small serrations beside some fallen leaves. These shapes make people look surprised and amazed again and again!
The colors of fallen leaves are red, yellow, green and black ... it can be described as colorful. Red leaves will give off a strong smell of wine, and they are still so hot and persistent that we are deeply intoxicated and infatuated ... Yellow leaves will give off a strong smell of sunflower, and it is still so brilliant that we can recall the past and hope for a better tomorrow ... Green leaves, like fresh green tea, will give off a faint fragrance, which is memorable and full of imagination. ...
When the cold wind blows again, have you ever thought that the fallen leaves had a glorious time at this time? ...
When next spring comes, this big tree will become lush, bringing people the message of spring and green hope ... When summer comes, it will vigorously open all the leaves, bring a little coolness to the birds on the tree and the people enjoying the cool, and let people spend a cool summer ... When autumn comes, the fallen leaves will show their unique style to people at the last moment of their lives.
In fact, from the seasonal changes of deciduous leaves, I deeply feel: whether now or in the distant future, we must have a spirit of deciduous leaves, that is, the spirit of positive and selfless dedication; Because only in this way can we build a better tomorrow and create new glories and new miracles. ...
I love autumn and its fruits. Love it in autumn; Love its melon and fruit fragrance; I love its magnificence and richness, and I love its warm autumn wind with a little coolness. Among them, my favorite is the relatively inconspicuous autumn leaves.
My favorite fallen leaves are ginkgo leaves. The leaves of ginkgo trees are mostly yellow with a little green on them. It is shaped like a delicate little fan, hanging upside down like a little girl's skirt, very beautiful. Its edge, like a tiny wave, fluctuates and is very interesting. The most interesting thing is that its leaves are green and its edges are brown, just like a girl in autumn embroiders it with beautiful lace. Its petiole is a thin needle, very clear, spreading in all directions along the main handle, really like fireworks set off in festivals. Ginkgo biloba leaves are rough to the touch and will make you feel itchy, as if to impress you-this is Ginkgo biloba leaves.
You see, the maple leaves are red, like clusters of burning flames. It is shaped like a star. The big maple leaf has seven petals, and the small maple leaf has five petals. Its edges are like rolling hills. Its petiole is like a fishbone. Kissing close to this fallen leaf will smell a faint fragrance and make people like it more.
You see, the autumn wind swept through, and the leaves of rows of buttonwood trees in the street fell like wide and thick slaps. Some dance like butterflies, some spread their wings like orioles, and some spin lightly like dancers. The ground is covered with fallen leaves, like a thick golden blanket. Step on it and make a rustling sound.
Osmanthus fragrans One night in the autumn wind, the blossoming buds were blown away and the fragrance came to my face. Pale yellow flowers are hidden in clusters under the leaves. You squeeze me, I squeeze you, and no one will let anyone. Some of them have small faces and some small mouths, and they contribute fragrance to the world in obscurity. When the breeze blows, leaves rustle, flowers and some yellow osmanthus leaves fall one after another, which reminds me of a poem: falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud to better protect flowers. When the fallen leaves in Kobanawa stop on the soil, they will gradually become fertilizer and be transported to the roots of osmanthus trees to supplement nutrients for other small flowers.
I like autumn, because it is a golden season! I prefer the fallen leaves in autumn, and I like to cherish them deeply in my pages! Turning over a page, a peach-shaped leaf fell in front of me. I held it in my hand and thought that it might be a small peach tree that the Monkey King accidentally knocked off when stealing. As soon as it fell to the ground, it soon became a small fallen leaf. I put it under my nose and smelled it, as if it really smelled of peaches!
Autumn leaves 6 composition about autumn leaves autumn wind, bit by bit, blowing golden and brilliant autumn leaves into the sky, dancing with the wind, like a group of golden butterflies returning to winter. After bidding farewell to the flying sky, they landed slowly and reluctantly. There is also the rustle of yellow leaves in the wind, and the laughter of children like silver bells, which floats with the wind but will not disperse. I walked quietly to a tree covered with crumbling yellow leaves, carefully picked up a golden leaf that was swept into the air by the autumn wind and flew down, and played with it carefully. It is no longer the beautiful green leaves in spring and summer, but as old as people, and the oil is exhausted. On its leaf surface, the fine and delicate texture has long been blurred, just like the weather-beaten face of the old man, which is covered with the marks of time and years. Fallen leaves, in his life, only played an ordinary role. Perhaps, it is a trivial role. Ordinary, can be said to be synonymous with it. However, it knows how to repay kindness and know how to be grateful. Leaves fall to the root, but a simple word implies this truth, that is gratitude. The tree gave birth to him and raised him, and this little leaf also played its greatest role, silently providing a little bit of energy for the tree. Of course, it thinks this is not enough. So, when the autumn wind blows, it jumps up, and with the autumn wind falling under the big tree, it lies quietly, treating itself as the nourishment for the big tree in winter, waiting for decay. When he was lying on the root of a big tree, I didn't know it was lying quietly in my heart, taking root here and growing into a towering tree. Gratitude is a kind of gratitude and a manifestation of expanding one's life. All for one and one for all. If everyone does this, the world will be really harmonious. However, even small leaves know how to be grateful, but some people don't. On the contrary, they will bite the hand that feeds them. A drop of water is rewarded with a spring, but a small leaf knows this truth. At the last moment, I still have a true childlike innocence. Golden leaves are flying in the air, but he doesn't know it's quiet. In the sky, that song contains the movement of life meaning, which was drawn at the last minute. Fallen leaves will return to the roots, and the roots are not just fallen leaves.
Autumn leaves excellent composition 7 Late autumn, a season of everything dying, the harvest fruit has been picked, the rustling autumn wind blows the leaves yellow mercilessly, and even frogs are busy preparing for hibernation. Looking at this lifeless world, I have a lot of thoughts. A rustling autumn wind blew and messed up my hair. The yellow leaves on the tree drifted away with the wind, and a chill hit my heart. I quickly zipped my coat. The mood has also become as bleak and lost as this autumn. Outside the breeze, a leaf fell quietly, drawing a charming arc shadow in mid-air. This fallen leaf made me think deeply.
After all, everything will have a home, and so will people. From the invisible, it will also return to the invisible. ...
This is a season of late autumn, and it is also the time when some lives end. I'm a little reluctant and attached. Watching the fallen leaves disappear in the branches with the wind, I actually have an impulse. I really want to reach for it and keep it with my love. But I can't. Is there nothing I can do, or I simply can't bear to break the harmony and silence when it dies. Finally, it fell and disappeared into my longing sight.
Looking at the weather-beaten appearance of the fallen leaves, I seem to see that the fallen leaves enjoy the serenity of the sun and experience the calmness of the wind and rain. Yes! Just like a short life, it is smooth sailing, and there is no shortage of ups and downs, which makes our life richer and more exciting. Looking at it, I suddenly understood: although life is short, the most important thing in this only life is not the result; It depends on how you decorate it. I just picked up that leaf. It is dying, but it will die with a smile, because it makes its short life full of excitement. Its passing let me see the spirit of dedication. "Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers." This may be its lifelong pursuit. After all, it finally found its best home. Is to turn yourself into food; Into love; Turn into rain and dew; Nourish new life. I am no longer sad for the leaves, I seem to see its short and wonderful life.
We should be glad that we didn't go in vain this time. Our footprints will remain in the long river of time. Walking gently is like coming gently, without taking anything away, just dedicating yourself to the world and adding capital and glory to the world.
A fallen leaf touched my heart and opened my heart covered with autumn frost. I am willing to turn into a fallen leaf and dedicate myself. Because a dedicated life is beautiful. As long as you have the heart and make a contribution, the fallen leaves can be in your heart and life can last forever.
Autumn leaves 8 leaves fell, one foot stepped on it to make a dry sound, and then it hurried to work; One hand picked it up and looked at the delicate texture, and then it put autumn on the page. The same city, the same tree and the same road make people feel the external environment of temperature and humidity, which can never stop a heart that wants to fly.
Spread out textbooks with only a few definitions and puzzling examples. I think it's just a game in which physicists and mathematicians compete for jobs. Did the curies take away all the scientists' furniture one by one? Did all the scientists shout "I succeeded!" After blowing up the carriage, regardless of the life and death of your assistant brother?
I don't know which day, my answer changed from yes tono. On the page of the magazine, the closed image of the curve of the function was painted pink and pink to stimulate the keen cerebral cortex of human beings-it was heart-shaped! It is said that Descartes, a great mathematician, expressed his love to Princess Christine of Sweden. Suddenly I think he is very interesting. Every time I face the confusion of the problem, I will imagine that the mathematical researcher is unkempt and writes the proof under the dim light; Draft paper full of ghost symbols flies around the room and often forgets to eat. Their living space seems to be limited to paper, pens and small desks. How big is their inner gap? There is no colored light in that crack. Until that chubby heart reminded me that no matter how small the external space is, Descartes is also pursuing his own goddess, but he used a method that your IQ can't match; Madame Curie also teased her children, but you can't spell medals as toys.
Just like a deep well, a frog will want to jump out. Its heart belongs to the sky, so how can it stop along the well? It's just that when its 2 1 g soul flies to see the cold coming and summer going, its companions around it have never found it.
The footsteps of the soul cannot be stopped by the environment, but we should carefully absorb all the colors, and the external space must be endless and gorgeous. The yearning for the general connotation of palm prints of fallen leaves will inevitably affect the pace and go to the ends of the earth to pick up all kinds of leaves.
After seeing the shepherd boy have a long talk with the "King of Salem", he drove the sheep to a far place, saw the oasis, saw the desert, and met with sadness, joy and love. The soul is expected to expand and needs to be filled with various colors. So the mind is not bound by the environment, but embraces the farther scenery.
I always thought that fallen leaves only fall in autumn, and one day I saw a piece of yellow under my skirt in summer; I always thought that the fallen leaves had only yellow tones, and one day I was surprised by the elegance of maple leaves. Environment has never kidnapped the mind. Only by picking up the leaves you don't mind can you find that they are full of brilliance.
Autumn leaves are so colorful, yellow as gold, green as jade, red as fire and so on. Let the girls in autumn look particularly enchanting. A cool breeze blew, and golden leaves, waving handfuls of small fans, fell from the air as if telling a beautiful fairy tale.
The red maple leaves make people feel the beauty of autumn. The unique shape of maple leaf is like a small paw, which looks very playful. Like a lively peacock. The "small blood vessels" of maple leaves are staggered and dazzling. The maple leaf is about 13cm long, slightly wider than the length. There are several prominent "small teeth" on the biggest three "claws", which are very cute. The maple leaf fell gently in my hand and was blown away by a breeze, not just where to travel. In the sun, the red leaves of that tree are so dazzling, layered and dense, really like a burning flame. It beckons to us in the wind, as if to show its exuberant vitality. I stared at the flaming maple leaf, and I couldn't help thinking of Du Mu's poem "Stop and love the maple forest late, the frost leaves are redder than the February flowers". What a lovely wind!
There are many beautiful leaves in autumn, such as golden ginkgo leaves, which also make me feel the beauty of autumn. Soft ginkgo leaves stretch the body. A gust of wind blew and they swayed with the wind. Ginkgo biloba leaves, like handfuls of delicate small fans, fan us proudly like peacocks, adding beauty to our lives. Ginkgo biloba leaves have only a few small "blood vessels", which are very unique and will not be forgotten at a glance. The golden ginkgo leaves left a deep impression on me.
In autumn, the leaves slowly change color. At this time, green leaves, red leaves and yellow leaves all hang on this tree in autumn, forming colorful paintings.
Autumn leaves let me understand a truth: each of us is like a leaf to deliver nutrition to the tree of life, so that it can thrive, and the tree stands between the sun and the earth. Every big tree is beautiful and every leaf is beautiful. Our big tree will be a beautiful leaf in the future!
postscript
Autumn is not beautiful without fallen leaves, so I want to show all the beauty of autumn so that everyone can like the fallen leaves in autumn!
Peer review
You described the appearance of autumn leaves vividly, which made me like autumn leaves! (Ren) According to
Autumn leaves are really beautiful. Every time I see autumn leaves fall to the ground, I can't help bending down to pick them up. Next time, let's collect autumn leaves together. (Zhang Chu)
Teacher's comments
Autumn leaves are often overlooked, but with autumn leaves, autumn will be beautiful, and your composition will make everyone feel the beauty of autumn. (Ni) According to