Imitation composition in autumn 1 walking in autumn,
The autumn sun is redder and more charming;
Walking in autumn,
The air in autumn is sweeter and better.
Autumn wind frolics in the forest,
Autumn wind dances on the lawn;
Autumn wind grabbed a handful of flaming maple leaves,
Put the footprints of summer
Cover gently ......
Sorghum is red, frogs are silent,
Golden ginkgo is covered with branches;
Osmanthus fragrans has spread all over my hometown,
Cattle and sheep have gained weight.
Persimmons cry cold,
Wear a yellow coat;
Pomegranate cries cold,
Put on a red cotton-padded jacket.
Cotton grinned,
Forget the heat of a summer;
The soybean rang the bronze bell,
Remembered the happy past.
Autumn wind is like a flexible comb,
Sort out the fields in order;
Qiu Guang is like shining sweat,
Pumbaa shines brightly on the field.
Walking in autumn,
There is bright sunshine shining overhead;
Pick up a yellow leaf and put it away quietly.
Autumn will always smile at us.
Autumn imitation composition 2 autumn, my mind can not help but float a trace of memory. Seeing the fallen leaves outside the window reminds me of last autumn. Last autumn, melons and fruits were fragrant. The naughty autumn girl took off a piece of Jin Yezi and knitted it into a small hat to wear on her head. Very beautiful. The cool autumn wind brings a warm coolness to people, which is in the harvest season. Everyone is very busy, and the dealer has gained something, and everyone is happy.
In this crisp autumn season, a seedling planted two years ago has now grown into a small tree. Autumn is coming, and the leaves of the young tree fall like fairies, which makes the young tree very unhappy.
Xiao Shu, like us, hopes to have a warm sun. Leaves warm Xiao Shu like relatives, and leaves are happy with Xiao Shu like friends. Small trees shed leaves just like we lost our loved ones, left the warm world and had no friends to accompany us.
Xiaoshu seems to understand what I said, and seems to be no longer sad, feeling glad for himself. I silently wish this small tree thrive until it grows into a towering tree!
I learned a lot last autumn. We should study hard and repay our parents, so as not to give up when encountering difficulties, to be braver and braver when encountering setbacks, and not to be complacent when achieving success. In addition, it is necessary to learn that the contented are always happy, and only by being a ninja can we remember this sentence, so that our life will be warmer and colorful sunshine will shine on the earth and every autumn.
Autumn brings me memories, teaches me gratitude, leaves me indelible memories, adds color to my life and brings me warmth.
Autumn is another spring.
In the backyard, a willow tree grows its first yellow leaves, and a peach tree is pink. The afternoon sunshine is very soft, not as fierce as summer, nor as bleak as autumn, which always brings warmth to people. A warm shadow shone on the swing swinging back and forth in the breeze. In a trance, I seemed to see the scene when I was raising my son again. ...
That year, I was in kindergarten and you were in primary school. I am cheerful and outstanding, and I was chosen as a guest speaker at the graduation ceremony by the teacher. At that time, although I already knew the glory of fame, I was still very playful because I was only a child. With excellent grades, you go to the yard to swing after finishing your homework every day, listening to birds singing in the branches and watching caterpillars in the bushes. Are you happy? It happens that my window is facing the backyard, and I can see your every move. Every time you laugh, it makes me jealous. Several times you met my eyes, and several times you raised your eyebrows in confusion. Until that day, you didn't go to the backyard alone. I still remember the warmth of your hand. You took my hand, took me to the yard, raised my chin and motioned me to sit on the swing. You magically produced a speech that only I have, and the outline is more detailed than your notes. I was shocked, and you, disapprovingly, sat next to me and practiced with me on the swing bit by bit.
Time flies, the image of the past flashed in front of my eyes and slowly stopped at the age of twelve.
I still remember that I'm going to Beijing to take part in an English contest, alone. Although I was accompanied by a teacher, those three days seemed like a century to me. Being in a strange city, there are no familiar people around. Even if it's not the first time I've been out of town, I still can't help thinking about you, my family and the swing in the backyard. The mobile phone on the desk suddenly shows your video call. I was surprised, put down the words in my hand and turned on. The first thing I saw was the swing you and I used to sit on, the familiar board, the familiar chain and the familiar background. As soon as the camera turns, your face appears in the line of sight. Somehow, my tears came down. You sat on the swing and talked to me without saying a word. In the moonlight, you hold your mobile phone until I fall asleep. That night, in my dream, it was just you and the swing.
Now, I have been sitting on that swing for more than thirteen years, and my mouth is blowing gently in the breeze. My dear sister, thank you, thank you for your swing, it left me too many memories. ...
During my days in Inner Mongolia Grassland Summer Camp, it can be exaggerated to say that Qian Duoduo and I were almost inseparable except sleeping at night. Meet in the same row, eat at the same table, ride in the same car, and walk together. I don't know what we talked about when we were together. Sometimes we just look at each other and giggle and say nothing. I know we have too many differences, such as age, gender, region and occupation. It's impossible to get so close. But the fate between people is so wonderful. Because of literary writing, she transferred from Hunan to Chengdu to Ningxia, and I transferred from Shanxi to Hunan to Tianjin, with a western line and an eastern line. I traveled halfway around China and met in Hohhot in minutes. Maybe it's just because I took one more look in the crowd. Since then, Qian Duoduo, who is cheerful and generous, has walked into my heart and become inseparable. I can't forget standing on the podium together in the magazine, watching the music fountain together in the municipal square, attending the bonfire party hand in hand on the grassland, and walking down the baizhang stone ladder side by side in Huanghuagou Scenic Area. ...
When we went to Xiangshawan Desert, our team was divided into two groups, because in addition to the big ticket of 120, there was also a self-funded amusement project of 180. Qian Duoduo, who likes to watch the excitement, went with the "rich". The remaining eight of us who entertain ourselves will choose our own project to climb the sand mountain and challenge our perseverance. I even took everyone's shoes and carried a bag for an old man. When I finally climbed to the top of the mountain, I really felt a little tired, so I lay in the shade of Shashan service station to rest and chat. I was so thirsty. I asked the waiter how much a bottle of ice water cost, and they said ten dollars, and I didn't want to buy it. I asked the mung bean sorbet and said five dollars. I don't usually eat that kind of food, but when I was in the desert mountains, I thought it was really the best thing in the world. I can't bear to eat it all at once, suck it slowly, feel the coolness and comfort from the bottom of my heart, and even when there are only great things left, I don't want to throw them away. I also know that in fact, everyone wants to eat and needs it. So when I saw them coming up, I bought eight more. The sweet one they smoked was covered with green juice. Everyone's spirit is much better at once. They even put the words "Wen Yuan" on the empty beverage bottles, which was particularly creative. Besides them, I also reserved one specially for money. I think she will be in a particularly good mood when she comes back for a sorbet after playing "Hi".
But when Qian Duoduo finally stood in front of me, the sorbet had turned into half a bag of warm water, and the package was dirty, so Qian Duoduo wouldn't eat it. I am like a child who made a mistake, and my eyes are full of guilt. I said to her: I really know that you are thirsty, and you don't know that the sorbet is delicious. I bought it at nine. I'll keep it for you. I don't want to eat for more than three hours. However, running all the way on the sand mountain was not well protected ... Qian Duoduo was deeply moved and said, I am so moved. Come on, give me a hug. I suddenly remembered and said, come on, I'll take you to buy another one. Then I dragged her all the way to run and bought her another one. I drank the half bag of water. They giggled and looked happy.
Life is like this. We met at an unexpected time and then parted in the most unexpected way. Because of the change of the itinerary, at the moment I waved, the car had driven me far away, and she remained in the same place. The attachment and loss contained in Qian Duoduo's glance are deeply fixed in my mind like a painting. She said that we would go to the station together, and she would take me to the railway station. Even if we can't meet again in the future, it will never affect our memory of having such a wonderful gathering.
Have a good life!
Sister Liangfeng sang a brisk tune and danced elegant steps, bent down to bid farewell to Xiaocao's younger brother, rolled up her sleeves to say hello to Uncle Banyan, and said goodbye to everything on the earth happily. The cool breeze blows slowly, painting my ears and passing through my body, as if giving me new strength and making my whole body full of vitality.
Autumn gives me feelings of parting and sadness. I don't know if it's because I watched too much TV (Korean drama) or why. I always feel that autumn is the season of separation!
In autumn, leaves fall and flowers wither. Seeing this scene, I always feel particularly sad. Every time the fallen leaves come slowly, it is even more nostalgic. I remember one time, my mother suggested going outside to admire autumn scenery. So we came to a quiet street, the street was full of maple trees, and the red and yellow leaves fell off one by one, as if they had been agreed in advance. Looking at the impermanence between personnel, we can't help but shake our heads and sigh, but "the old don't go, the new don't come"! Think about it in another direction, as if this is not a bad thing, all updates are normal, as if there is no need to be so sentimental!
Whenever autumn comes, the scenery outside the window always becomes very bleak, which should be my psychological effect! Looking at it, I can't help thinking of Tagore's Birds: "Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away, and yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, just sigh". It's so vivid that every sentence is written in my heart.
The beauty and poetry of autumn are beyond ordinary people's understanding. You must touch and experience with the window of your heart and touch, and you will find that although it is autumn, there will still be the warmth of spring, and you will have different impressions and feelings about autumn!
Autumn imitation composition article 6 autumn is here, autumn is here,
Crops grow well in the field.
Corn Huang Chengcheng,
Sesame is getting higher and higher,
Sweet potato is red,
Mother Peanut gave birth to many babies.
Autumn is coming, autumn is coming,
Fruit grows well in the garden.
Apple blushed with laughter.
Pomegranate grinned,
Golden banana,
Huang Chengcheng's are oranges.
Autumn is coming, autumn is coming,
The flowers in the garden are blooming well.
Roses are red and bright,
Osmanthus fragrans is full of gardens,
Lily is flawless,
Chrysanthemums are proudly open.
It's fall here.
Autumn is coming, autumn is coming,
Crops grow well in the field.
Cotton flowers are white,
Soybean grains are full,
Sorghum blushed,
Rice bent over with laughter.
Autumn is coming, autumn is coming,
The fruit in the garden is growing well.
There are persimmons on the branches,
Grapes hang on the shelf,
Huang Chengcheng's are pears,
The red one is jujube.
Snow in winter is a key. It brings cold and snowflakes, and slowly, when you are not paying attention, it opens the door to the biting cold wind in winter.
Snow in winter has a magic wand. You see, once touched by a wand, it will snow. It lit some trees in the forest, and the forest was immediately covered with snow. It points to a small city, which is immediately covered with snow. It ignited a small river, which immediately turned into an ice rink.
The snow in winter hides a very good smell. Chestnuts are hot, sweet potatoes are sweet, and there are many, many sweet flavors, all in small snowflakes! Children's feet are often attracted by that smell.
The snow in winter blew a small white trumpet. Tell everyone that spring is coming. The little animals woke up and the willows sprouted.
Winter snow brings a cold song to the earth and a happy song to the children.