Autumn composition 1 When I went to Qiu Lai in summer, the dark green grass turned yellow, and the floret didn't know where to hide. Only chrysanthemums are in full bloom. The beautiful autumn colors in the field, as long as you stand on the edge of the endless rice fields, observe them carefully with your eyes and feel them with your heart, a golden picture will be displayed in front of you.
A gust of autumn wind blew, and the golden rice sea set off waves. In the sunshine, rice in Huang Chengcheng is like pearls. Several boys lined up, waving sickles to cut rice. Sweat dripped from their foreheads, and "Xiaojinshan" piled up in front of the thresher. The big harvester is working nervously. At this time, people's laughter and the rumbling sound of machines merged into a beautiful symphony. Walking on a country road, the roadside is full of white wild chrysanthemums, smell them, and smell them with the fragrance of dew. Although they are not as beautiful as chrysanthemums in the park, they make others never tire of seeing them, because they smell of country soil. Oh! Autumn is white! When it rains, autumn rain is like a girl pouring out her heart. I didn't hide, let the autumn rain moisten my face. The rain stopped, I looked up, and the blue sky was clean and intoxicating. Oh! Autumn is blue! Autumn is a day of parting and reunion. Autumn contains joy, tears, hardship and labor.
Looking at this beautiful autumn color, I am not surprised to recall Liu Yuxi's autumn words: since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say autumn is better than spring. There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.
Composition about Autumn 2 The maple leaf received the message from the autumn girl and turned red. With the wind, they rustle, and some maple leaves can't control their temper and can't help jumping down from the tree to dance. It is a beautiful dance, dancing with the wind, telling people that autumn is coming, this is a harvest season, and new lives are landing one after another, just like the scene of newborn babies landing;
Pine and cypress still stand in their posts, wearing green military uniforms makes autumn more vibrant, and his majestic posture is amazing.
In a few months, the geese will fly south. They will form a herringbone line and tell people at the last moment that hardworking people will have a bumper harvest and a happy ending.
Soon, people ushered in the cold winter, covered in white, as if to put a layer of white carpet on the earth.
At this time, everything quieted down and disappeared, the animals went into hibernation, and people were preparing for next year's harvest and altitude.
Composition about Autumn 3 Sister Qiu is slowly coming, and Brother Xia is slowly packing up his things, waiting for the arrival of the next summer.
In autumn, beauty is in the suburbs. Look at the blue sky, there are unpredictable white clouds, some like a sheep, eating grass; Some are like dragonflies, flying around; Some are like rabbits, eating carrots ... Under the blue sky and white clouds, there is a crystal clear lake with sunshine on it.
In autumn, beauty is in the forest. From a distance, the forest is like a colorful oil painting, with red maple leaves, yellow ginkgo leaves and green cypress trees ... really beautiful! Walking into the Woods, the sun shines through the branches and feels very warm. Look at the grass, which has been covered with fallen leaves, like a thick carpet. I really want to lie on it and have a good sleep.
In autumn, beauty is in the fields. From a distance, the fields are scattered on the ground like puzzles, and the streams in the fields are winding. Approaching the field, the heavy ears of rice bent down, the round sunflower bowed its head, and the snow-white cotton peach smiled. ...
In autumn, the orchard is beautiful. Apples with red smiling faces, bunches of agate-like grapes, persimmons with lanterns hanging all over the branches, and fruits overflowing.
Autumn is beautiful. I like autumn. Pick up a yellow leaf and collect it quietly. Autumn will always smile at us.
About autumn. Composition 4 Autumn is my favorite season. It brings me infinite happiness.
Autumn walks into the orchard gently. In autumn, many fruits are ripe. The farmer's uncle smiled from ear to ear when he collected the fruit.
In autumn, it floats into the scenic spot. Let the earth be clothed with golden clothes, and the whole world will be golden. In this painting with golden yellow as the main color, colorful chrysanthemums will be added. There are white chrysanthemums and yellow chrysanthemums ... These chrysanthemums not only have different colors, but also have different petals. These various chrysanthemums add a lot of vitality to this Qiu Jingtu. Make this Qiu Jingtu more aura.
In autumn, I came to the campus with the sound of reading. Drive away the heat and send coolness to the students. The whole campus is dressed up again. Suddenly, the campus took on a new look. The chrysanthemums in the school are blooming, one after another, and clusters are like smiling faces, white, yellow and purple, competing for beauty, as if to say: I am the strongest, what can the cold endure?
Miss Qiu, how much I love you! I like your color, your indifference, and the harvest and smile people bring.
Composition 5 on Autumn "Wow ……" A gust of autumn wind blew, and with the fall of the first leaf, autumn began.
Come to the ecological park with a cool breeze in autumn. She brushed off every leaf with a golden gauze skirt and put on new clothes for them. The autumn wind is rustling, and every leaf sings heartily. The hazy golden leaves turned into Huang Die, dancing among more orange leaves. The beautiful painter decorated Ginkgo biloba leaves with autumn wind in autumn. At this moment, a large piece of yellow poured down from the tree, like a golden rain. It fell to the ground and spread a yellow mat, as if welcoming the autumn painter and guiding him to the depths of the forest. In a short time, a strong fragrance floated from this forest, which was intoxicating. Take a closer look and find osmanthus looming on it. They boldly reveal their own fragrance and spread the charming fragrance to distant places.
"Shout ..." Miss Qiu came to the field, and Qiu's followers happily reported the good news of the harvest. They are very popular everywhere. Persimmon blushed and sorghum bent over with laughter. The farmers are very happy, enjoying the fruits brought by autumn, and everything has entered a beautiful joy.
Autumn is the soul of beautiful scenery, a symbol of harvest, and more importantly, autumn is the beginning of life.
Composition 6 on autumn expectation, expectation, the leaves are yellow, and the footsteps of autumn are near. Miss Qiu came with a big strand of blonde hair, and the world changed with a wave of her hand. The world is golden, and the sunshine won't sting your eyes. The mountain is red, the water is clear, and the face of the sun is small.
Hawthorn, apple, pear, grape, you won't let me, I won't let you, all covered with fruit branches, red like fire, yellow like gold, black like pearls. There is a sweet fragrance floating under the tree, and the happy fruit farmers are singing and collecting fruits. Everywhere is the scene of harvest; Rice turns over the golden lang, corn piles up the golden hill, sorghum laughs and bends down, and the fruit fragrance floats thousands of miles, and autumn wins the spring dynasty!
"An autumn rain and a cold". Yes, like an ice needle across you, don't be afraid. You see, the rain turns autumn leaves into February flowers, and the rain makes the river clear as a mirror. Rain makes autumn so beautiful!
Fallen leaves are the most common, and falling is a yard. Don't be upset, look carefully, like a dancing red butterfly; Like petals flying all over the sky, waves, groups of elegant autumn elves! So beautiful and enchanting, people are reluctant to sweep it away and throw it away.
The morning dew falls,
The tractor beeped and whispered.
Stop the harvester that is already full of grain fragrance,
The granary is full of corn and rice.
In autumn, I live in our farmhouse.
Composition 7 on autumn leaves fluttering, the sky is high and the clouds are light, maple leaves are like fire, and leaves rustle. As you know, I wrote autumn, but I wrote autumn at home.
Autumn in my family changes a lot. You see, in summer, the electric fan is on at home and the air conditioner is always on. As soon as autumn comes, the air conditioner will get off work; The fan was put away and went to the body in the basement. It's cool and comfortable in autumn night, so it's really comfortable to tuck in and have a good sleep!
There are so many mosquitoes in summer. They are everywhere in my house, pervasive and dominating one side. They often sting me and keep me awake. They stung me with little red pimples and itching. Autumn will be fine, mosquitoes will report to the terrible God in dismay, and there will be no annoying "buzzing" sound in their ears. In autumn, my little turtles haven't changed their nature. They are munching on fish. I think they should eat more to hibernate.
In autumn, our sportswear will come in handy: running, climbing mountains and playing badminton.
Home in autumn is lovely and colorful.
Among the four seasons, autumn is my favorite. Autumn, my favorite is late autumn.
The sky in late autumn is gray-blue, like an old man's eyes hanging down, turbid and dim. The clouds in late autumn are also gray, pressing the earth very low, and the rain in late autumn is also gray, hitting the old tree's face, and it stands gloomily, covering its wrinkles with brown moss. Autumn, how heartless you are, take off their beautiful coats and let them stand there by themselves.
Only in the maple forest can we appreciate the unparalleled beauty of autumn. Every evening, I like to walk alone in the forest path and enjoy the beautiful scenery of maple leaves and dusk. Leaves washed by rain are like red corals soaked in water. When the sun shines, they reflect dazzling light. When the red leaves fall with the wind, they dance, spin and finally fall like red butterflies. From a distance, it is really like a fire burning, and my heart is burning.
The chilly autumn wind, although not as biting as the cold wind in winter, also carries a lingering coolness. As if blowing, flowers will wither, trees will wither, grass will turn yellow and people will get old. It blows away the cold in winter, the fatigue in spring and the heat in summer, but now it makes everything in the world old. But that is to complain, after a period of time, I will return to normal mood.
Qiu, you are so lonely, so beautiful and so sad. How can I not love you?
Composition about autumn 9 The wind blows golden; It blew red; The smell of ripe crops comes to my face; The ripe fragrance of the fruit forest came to my face.
In the farmer's uncle's field, sorghum shyly bent down. Looking around, it looks like a red flame. When the wind comes, sorghum surges with the wind, forming red waves. Two intersecting paths divide sorghum and wheat into two plates. The farmer's uncle walked into the "golden land" and looked at the endless wheat fields with a happy smile on his face. Under the guidance of the wind, wheat nodded to everyone, as if to say, "We are mature, we are mature!" " "
In the orchard, you see, a large area is full of fruits. When the wind blows, the leaves creak, the fruit bungee jumps, falls on the cotton shop and rolls around. Pomegranate leaves are on the side, looking out, grinning one by one, revealing pearls and agates and smiling at their owners. Huang Chengcheng's pear-like dolls are shaking their bodies, and they can't bear the joy.
You see, the autumn wind is blowing; Listen, the wind blows in autumn. ...
Composition on Autumn 10 I love autumn, love the fragrance of her fruits and vegetables, and love her colorful colors.
The orchard in autumn is grand, and the red pomegranate is full of belly and swaying from side to side, as if people are welcome to pick it. Pears in Huang Chengcheng are like gourds, which make pedestrians stop and stare. Purple grapes are big, round and full, like crystal clear amethyst. When you smell it gently, a faint aroma surrounds the tip of your nose, which makes people want to eat.
Flowers fall in autumn and osmanthus trees stand proudly. It is not as fragrant as plum blossom, which makes people linger, but its fragrance makes you unforgettable. This is a faint but fresh breath. Its flowers are not as white and pure as pear flowers, but grotesque, which makes people never tire of seeing them. Some are like small fans, some are like steamed buns, and some are like the wings of birds. ...
Autumn is the harvest season. Jin Sui of wheat bowed his head at the sight of the farmer's uncle and said hello to the farmer's uncle, hoping to make more contributions to mankind as soon as possible. The fiery sorghum blushed when it saw that the ears of wheat were so willing to pay.
People love autumn, love her beautiful weather and love her crisp autumn.
Composition on Autumn 1 1 sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic. Autumn girl is playing sweet music on the green grass, as if calling for ripe fruits in a low voice, reminding them that autumn is coming. I was walking in the autumn field, and suddenly I was intoxicated in this beautiful field. Autumn is the time for farmers to harvest food. Just then, an autumn wind blew, and I didn't notice that the heavy ears pressed down the rice stalks, and then the wind blew like a golden ocean. ...
Then, I walked a few steps forward and saw many white wild chrysanthemums. Although these wild chrysanthemums are not as expensive as the chrysanthemums in the park, I never get tired of their fragrance, as if many angels in white are treating people.
I walked into an orchard again. The fruit in the orchard was big and round, and the farmers grinned at the fruits of their labor.
I walked into a forest again, and all the leaves were gone, leaving only a bare body. Maple leaves turn red, and some leaves fall and dance like beautiful butterflies.
This time, I saw those who were not afraid of the cold-strings of red flowers competing to open; The little girl in red is walking a tightrope, which is very beautiful. It seems that touching it will make beautiful music.
Autumn is really beautiful, autumn is a season that people look forward to! I like this beautiful autumn.
Composition about Autumn 12 Just after winter, spring has come.
Walking on the path in the field, from a distance, it constitutes a beautiful and moving painting, with small buds mixed in the grass on both sides. In the green lake, fish swim happily and are full of vitality, and birds fly back to the north from the south, chirping.
It's still a little chilly in the morning. The quilt is warmest in the morning. I lie in bed and don't want to get up. I opened the curtain, and the dazzling sunlight shone through the closed glass window, just like asparagus was about to drill out of the ground. The warm sunshine is very comfortable to shine on.
Riding dad's motorcycle in the morning, is there still chill in the wind? Just like a sword stabbing in the face, it will inevitably hurt a little, and my hands and feet will be cold when I get off the bus.
Yuan Ye is the most beautiful in spring. From a distance, it looks like a green wool carpet. Shepherds are driving sheep on the Yuan Ye, which makes Yuan Ye more vibrant.
Autumn ushered in another world.
The scenery in autumn is also beautiful. When autumn comes, the leaves are green and yellow, and they keep falling. It is particularly romantic to walk in such a landscape.
Liu Yuxi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, used this sentence to describe autumn: "Autumn wind comes everywhere, and rustling sends geese. When I came to the court tree, the lone guest heard it first. " Walking in the autumn fields, looking at the golden rice that has not been harvested, I feel that I have entered a paradise on earth, which is so beautiful.
The scenery in spring and autumn is incomparable. Spring has its gentle beauty and autumn has its sad beauty. Like children's faces, their expressions have their own characteristics.
About Autumn 13 Throughout the year, many people praise the vibrant spring, many people like the lush summer, and some people love the careless winter. On the other hand, I like golden autumn.
In autumn, the fields are golden. Rich Jin Guzi bent the pole, but the pole still smiled like a gentleman! Waiting for the busy farmer uncle to harvest!
In autumn, the orange garden is golden. In the forest, if you don't let me, I won't let you. Oranges are full of fruits! They crowded on the tree mother with a smile and grew rudely, so that the tree mother was exhausted and asked Miss Feng to convey the golden smell of harvest.
In autumn, the forest is also golden. Aunt Shu changed the dazzling green skirt into a golden evening dress, as if going to a grand event, which was as elegant as stone!
In autumn, the vegetable fields are golden. Look! The golden cauliflower is so beautiful, and dozens of small flowers are lit on the small green stem. It is so charming that I can't help but pick it up and go home and have a good meal at once!
In autumn, the farmer's uncle's smile is more golden. Look! Farmers' uncles cut rice with a smile, collected fruits with a smile and dried millet with a smile. The sun in the sky makes their faces more golden. This is not dazzling gold, but gentle and amiable gold, which makes people want to stay.
In autumn, everything is golden, beautiful and harmonious. I love this beautiful autumn, I love this golden autumn! !
Autumn composition 14 The weather is getting colder and colder, and before you know it, Miss Qiu has come to us with a skirt.
Autumn is not as blooming as spring, not as hot as summer, not as snowy as winter … but in my heart, autumn is the most beautiful.
In autumn, although it is not as beautiful as spring, there are intoxicating maple leaves that fall from the trees and fall to the ground, laying a red carpet on the ground; Falling in the flower bed adds a golden autumn dress to the flowers; Falling on children's hearts, children's laughter lingers in the school. ...
In autumn, although it is not as hot as summer, there is a west wind that awakens the rice in the field, the vigorous sorghum in the field, and the fruits in the orchard ... This makes the farmers' faces full of joy and makes the children eat sweet and delicious fruits.
There is not as much snow in autumn as in winter, but it has a golden skirt decorated with butterflies, made of fallen leaves and colored with fruit trees ... This skirt is more beautiful than peach blossoms, more beautiful than peony and more beautiful than roses!
I love autumn, because it makes the world more beautiful; Because of it, our life is so colorful.
Composition about Autumn 15 Autumn in my hometown is always so calm and calm. Like a wanderer who went to Beijing to take the exam, he walked, sang and walked gently in the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River.
It took away the rhyme of apricot blossom and spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, leaving a poem of flowing water on a small bridge.
It is another autumn, singing the west wind. With infinite sadness and inner depression in disappointment, I wrote a long scroll of autumn with a pen. Unconsciously, the smile has spread on my face, and I suddenly realized that this autumn is beautiful.
A glimpse of the sunset.
On Sunday afternoon, the light blue sheets that Tianxiang had just washed were loose and loose. Long-lost freedom, looking through the autumn water, the afterglow of the sunset is scattered on the dilapidated roof. The rustling wind made the doors and windows creak, and now my heart is flying out of my chest.
The setting sun is shining in the river, and the sunset is closing.
It's a long way home. In this imperfection, I tasted another perfection.
The blood-like sunset reflected on the bank of Suohe River. People returning home are like fish swimming in the water, like an oil painting, hanging under the sky. My home, not far away, is the place where the sunset hides the last ray of light and shadow. ...
The west wind at the end of the pen is exhausted, and autumn leaves dance.
In autumn night, the wind seems to be urgent and crazy. Sweep the plane leaves, dance with the wind and sing the last song of autumn.
Silly me, I can't write, so I stopped writing to watch this autumn, which affected my heart. In the coming year, I will write another leisure in my notes for this autumn. ...