Parks in autumn I like parks in spring? Because it is full of flowers? Colorful? I like parks in summer? Because you can't see the light Green? But I prefer parks in autumn? Because it's more colorful? Let people linger. Today? The teacher took us to see the charming style of autumn park. Once in the park gate? Pots of chrysanthemums first caught my eye. Are these chrysanthemums facing the autumn wind? Competing in full bloom. Are they colored? Red as fire? White as snow? If the powder is rosy? Yellow Kinsey? They have all kinds of shapes? Do you see it? Is this like white clouds in the blue sky? Does that look like a bright moon in the water? This golden hydrangea? What a beautiful coral. Is the autumn wind coming? The flowers are shaking? The refreshing fragrance also comes with the wind? It's refreshing Walking? Walking? We came to the ginkgo forest. The leaves of ginkgo trees have begun to turn yellow? Teetering in the autumn wind. Some are swinging on the branches in the wind? Some fell into the grass in groups of three or five? Others are dancing? Swirling in the water, drifting with the flow. Take a closer look? Ginkgo leaves are very unique. Its leaves have clear veins? Like small fans? Like small ears again? Still like a thin duck web? Isn't it cute? Walking on the "carpet" paved with ginkgo leaves? I saw a flame burning not far away. Take a closer look? It turned out to be a flaming maple forest. I picked up a maple leaf? Its bright red bottom reflects goose yellow lines? Like a child clapping his red hands? Like girls' blushing cheeks again? Like a beautiful butterfly. In the cold? In the autumn wind? Maple leaf dance? That rustling sound? As if reporting the coming of autumn? It is like playing beautiful autumn music. Miss Qiu puts on autumn clothes for the earth? Put on a pleated skirt and go to the lake. Autumn wind is blowing? The lake rippled? Like silky satin? Like unpaved sheets? There are many fish swimming freely in the clear lake. Some are small groups? Head to head? Like you're whispering? Some two fish go together? Touch your head and then your tail? Have a plenty of one person? What seems to have happened to you? Is it cool in autumn? Is the sky blue? White clouds are floating? The lake is clear? Isn't the park beautiful in autumn?

People say, "When the Five Mountains come back, don't look at the mountains? Huangshan returns without looking at Yue. " I also have a chance to come to Huangshan? Enjoy the magnificent scenery of Huangshan Mountain. I have seen the snowy Changbai Mountain? Have you ever been to Hongye Xiangshan? But I have never seen the "magic mountain" of Huangshan. Is Huangshan really not strange? Exquisite Some are like beautifully carved incense burners? Some are like layers of colorful satin? Some are like lotus flowers in bud? Endless changes? Is it magnificent and beautiful? It's not natural to make people suspect? But a bonsai carefully crafted by a skilled craftsman? Is Huangshan really not high? Continuous ups and downs? Fly to the clouds? Looking down from the top of the mountain? There are clouds floating under your feet? People are like fairies on the mountain? Can walk in the clouds? Like you're leaving? Is Huangshan really not dangerous? I have never seen such a steep mountain peak? Dangerous peaks stand tall? Strange stones? The cliff is as steep as an incision? Rock is like a broken rock? Almost a 90-degree vertical stone ladder? Is it scary to be far away? Like if you slip, you'll fall off the cliff immediately? It collapsed. I've seen cirrus clouds like ponytails? Cumulus clouds? See more clouds floating in the sky? However, I have never seen this galaxy on the earth-Huangshan Sea of Clouds. Are the clouds in Huangshan really not white? White as white satin? Like fresh snow? So clean? So moist? Don't look. Are the clouds in Huangshan really quiet? Quiet enough not to feel it fluttering? It seems to intoxicate you. Are the clouds in Huangshan really long? Too long, eyes can't see the edge? Only let you feel how vast it is. Like a big screen, covering the whole world. Lying on a rock listening? There seems to be an elusive voice in my ear? Very far and very close? Super and tiny? Like cicadas chewing mulberry leaves? Like wild horses galloping on the grassland? Like a mountain spring? Surging like the sea. How wonderful are the clouds in Huangshan Mountain? Beauty is in the ethereal? Give people room for full imagination? Arouse beauty. Is this really "30,000 feet long?" It is suspected that the milky way came to earth. No wonder people who came back from Huangshan said? "Huangshan sea of clouds is a spectacle"? It really lives up to its reputation, doesn't it? This cloud ring locks this mountain? Such mountains set off such clouds? Plus the colorful clouds in the sky? The lush pine forest on the top of the mountain? Maple trees with red leaves in the mountains? A clear spring gurgling under the mountain? Make you feel like you're in a continuous picture? Is this really "the sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke?" Watching the sea of clouds and dancing in the mountains? In the clouds of strange mountains and strange trees? The beauty of the world belongs to Huangshan Mountain.

Whenever the ear rings' as long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world'. I can't help thinking of my first teacher, Mr. Tao.

He is my primary school math teacher, sometimes humorous and sometimes serious. He always teaches us to be a useful person to the society, to live up to the expectations of the motherland, to the training of teachers, to the efforts of parents and to be a real person. I always remember his teachings. . . .

I have been a lively girl since I was a child, sometimes crazy, sometimes quiet, but there is no lack of vitality. I am a good girl at home, but the opposite is true at school; My crazy behavior often gives teachers a headache. I just shake my head and never praise me. I'm used to it, but-his behavior changed my life.

That day, I walked into the campus and had already started my morning class. I walked casually to the classroom. I'm going up the stairs, like a ghost. I can't move on the stairs. Because no one noticed me in class at that time, I kept lying there motionless until I came to my senses and slowly got up and walked to the classroom. I didn't notice that my hair was dripping blood. As soon as I stepped into the classroom, I screamed. He quickly turned his head and got a fright. I quickly put down my textbook and checked my wound. Maybe it was the blood that made me feel pain and began to cry. He gently picked me up and ran to the hospital. My blood mixed with his sweat and stained his shirt a lot.

When he first arrived at the hospital, he was too busy to rest. Help me register, pay the bill and find a doctor. . . . When I saw him again, he was sweating like a pig and took my hand and walked towards the bandage. Those big hands are really warm, which makes me feel a little safe and reluctant to let go. When the doctor bandaged me, my hand clung to his and refused to let go. I didn't shed a tear in front of him. I'm afraid he will see my ugly side.

On the way home, he carried me on his back and walked slowly forward. I rested my head on his shoulder and fell asleep. . . . . .

When I woke up, he had already gone back. My father told me that he is a good teacher. He is approaching retirement age, but he sticks to his post in obscurity. . . . .

I swear silently in my heart that I must study hard and be like him.

From then on, I used my study to repay his love.