1On the morning of October 3, the air was still sultry. In the afternoon, suddenly autumn really came.
The cold wind suddenly came like an uninvited guest, which caught everyone off guard. The leaves outside the window are not yellow, but still green as always, and every leaf is reluctant to leave the branches. Only the Parthenocissus on the wall reluctantly left, leaving a few lonely vines, as if they were all integrated with the cement wall and spread on the wall in disorder, which seemed a little broken and desolate.
All kinds of evergreen trees are planted in the community. Looking out from my room, it will always be that kind of constant green. If you can't tell the seasons by color, what's the difference between these trees and the lamppost standing there?
In my imagination, there should be dead leaves flying around like golden butterflies in autumn, but those dead leaves on the ground are as old as Parthenocissus on the wall, which makes people uninterested. The green eyes are different from the green in the summer sun. The green color of autumn is dissolved in the gray sky, which makes people want to wash it with water. There are no clouds in the sky, no extra colors, and the bright light on the horizon slowly renders the whole background into a blank. Several wires suddenly crossed. In this season, they are not like a staff, but rather like four lines and three squares on an English test paper, facing you coldly. There are no birds resting on it.
Although the scenery in front of me is not as beautiful as the red maple leaves and golden ginkgo in autumn in oil paintings, the temperature really makes me feel the coming of autumn. Dry cold air replaced the sun. The back of my hand began to get cold, so I put on my coat and cotton slippers. There was a little sunshine yesterday afternoon, and the long-lost golden sunshine shone gently. I looked out of the window and my heart was suddenly filled with warmth and happiness. Sure enough, only when you lose it will you know how to cherish it. Who wants sunshine in summer?
It seems too pessimistic, but it's only late autumn. Why are you so sad and desolate? Probably the National Day holiday is coming to an end. Or the monthly exam? Commensurate with the sadness of this autumn.
But I know that when spring comes, the camellia in the garden will bloom again, and the real golden butterfly will dance in front of the window.
It's autumn at last! Looking forward to spring, looking forward to summer, looking forward to it and finally looking forward to autumn!
Autumn is always strange and always gives me some strange feelings.
Every autumn, my mind will think of the poet's description: how lush trees once withered with the wild autumn wind, and how dense leaves once left with the arrival of first frost, but finally returned to the embrace of trees. Together with the bleak poems, I started my own imagination. A lonely buttonwood tree stands alone by the roadside, and its leaves are already yellow, as if it were falling continuously. Those leaves are like sad people's hearts, slowly calming down in orange autumn. It seems that there is a figure who has left, never looking back, missing, and finally disappearing into the pale yellow dusty memory.
Those are the bleak imaginations of autumn. The real autumn is the fragrance of melons and fruits, and it is the busy figure in the farmland. Golden wheat is the most common symbol, and those crops that are busy harvesting are the most beautiful impressions. Then let the wind wipe the sweat off your forehead, take off the hat fan on your head in the sun and bury yourself in the farmland again. Raise your head several times and give other workers a heartfelt smile. They proved their labor with sweat.
Liu Yuxi once said: "There are cranes in the clear sky and there are poems in Bixiao." The poem "Clear Sky Crane Leads Clouds" was written in autumn, and a unique solitary crane broke through the clouds. This shows its tenacity, hard work and vitality. An anti-lifeless, pessimistic and disappointed mood. Du Mu once said: "Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February." In order to see the maple leaf, the poet stopped to watch the dusk, which shows how great the meaning of this frost leaf is. "Frost leaves are redder than February flowers" means that frost leaves are redder than February flowers. Maple leaves are so red only after frosting. If we don't go through several storms, we won't be stronger and have a bright future.
Don't be pessimistic and depressed in autumn, turn it into enthusiasm, be positive and make your dreams come true. Don't think autumn is a sad season, and don't be sad in autumn. This is a waste of time and your life. Cherish autumn, autumn is a day to inspire us.
Hazy autumn and instant autumn will be better than blooming spring, scorching summer and snowy winter. Fruitful, melon and fruit fragrance, welcome next autumn, welcome our harvest!
Autumn girl came with the autumn wind and dyed the earth into a bumper harvest scene.
Walking into the vegetable garden, at first glance, the golden pumpkin sat there like a beautiful pregnant woman, with a round belly, as if waiting for someone to check it out; Radish has matured, it hides its chubby body in the soil, and the green leaves on the ground seem to be scrambling to say to people, "Pull me out first, I am the best!" " " ; Cabbage stands on the ground like a pillar, guarding the vegetable garden like a soldier and not letting any bad guys in.
Walking into the orchard, from a distance, apples hang high on the branches like red lanterns, and their red faces are like shy little girls; Oranges are like lively little girls. As soon as the wind blows, they dance, and some open their mouths happily, revealing chubby meat. Grape fruit is like a crystal clear purple gem, flashing in the sun, showing a bright smile, as if greeting us!
Walking into the field, looking up, large tracts of sorghum are like people holding flaming torches, celebrating a happy festival; A wheat field is another scene, and the wind girl blows gently, just like an endless golden ocean; The ears of rice have taken off their green summer clothes and put on their golden autumn clothes, waiting for people to take them home!
Walking into the garden, the fragrance is fragrant and the air is refreshing. Osmanthus fragrans is full of stars, delicate and lovely, and full of fragrance, which not only eliminates people's fatigue, but also keeps the fragrance in people's hearts forever; The chrysanthemums on the roadside are colorful and strange, including red, yellow, purple and white ... The petals are layered on top of each other, especially like the curly hair of a little girl.
Walking into the park, looking around, the red maple leaves look like a burning mountain. Autumn wind blows, and leaves dance with the wind, just like beautiful butterflies. Ginkgo's hair is dyed golden yellow, like a burning cloud in the sky. When the autumn wind blows, Ginkgo biloba leaves smile like an angel in a fan-shaped skirt, reflecting the charming autumn colors.
Autumn is a colorful world and an intoxicating world.
I like clouds, especially in autumn. Autumn clouds are wonderful and mysterious, deep and mysterious, deep and ethereal, quiet and charming. It has a driving force that people yearn for, explore and drive.
Just after beginning of autumn, we strolled in the suburbs, with small bridges and flowing water. Wan Li's blue sky is spotless, and long white clouds come into our eyes from high places. Breathe the fresh air filtered by autumn, and you will feel very comfortable. Wandering in the harmonious Qiu Guang, bathed in its gentleness, tranquility and fraternity, let the soul flow with autumn peace and happiness. The sky is quiet and boundless, the earth is bright and rich, and Runlang's heart has long been ironed with great joy in the harvest season.
I have climbed the Phoenix Mountain more than once, listening to the rustling of leaves and the chirping of birds, saying, "How can I tell the difference between all these clouds?" ; We can really appreciate the beauty of "stopping in the maple grove late, the frost leaves are redder than the flowers in February" when we see the glittering stones in its stream and the layered forests all over the mountains. As a result, body and mind in the embrace of mountains and rivers, gradually turned into an evergreen tree, an idle cloud. You will feel that the beauty of life lies not in your standing at the top, but in your unremitting efforts and broad-minded mood when climbing!
Unconsciously, late autumn has arrived. At this time, you are sitting in the yard, making a cup of Zhong Ling Mao Feng, and looking up at the fragrant mist in the blue and white porcelain bowl. The misty clouds swim leisurely in the boundless sky, and you will feel that you are wandering in a fairy tale. Your heart will slowly turn into plumes of smoke, clouds of cotton and pieces of gauze hanging in the air with the clouds overhead. At this time, a group of geese in neat rows flew to the south. "The cranes in the clear sky row clouds and lead poems into the blue clouds." The white and beautiful white clouds are really great.
Look at the clouds in autumn, whenever and wherever, as long as you look up at the sky, there are always clouds. The mountains are up, the clouds are hidden, and the scene of Tessa makes people detached; The sea of clouds is rough, and the red sun comes out from it, climbing high and overlooking, giving birth to the feeling of being in the world; Sunset in the mountains, golden clouds all over the sky, how touching, eyes tied with clouds, then forget the joys and sorrows of the world, relaxed and happy.
People can miss many things in this world. If you can, don't miss the autumn clouds.
After the hot summer, it will be autumn with fragrant melons and fruits and light clouds. Entering the field, sorghum turned red, as if holding a burning torch. The heavy ears of wheat bowed their heads as if bowing to me. A gust of wind blows, and the waves behind the rice push the waves in front of the rice, like the sea in Wang Yang. Walking into the orchard, the red apples hanging on the trees are like many lanterns. Grapes are purple, like sapphires, bananas and Huang Chengcheng's, like curved sickles. Autumn comes quietly, osmanthus quietly blooms, emitting a faint fragrance. I can't help but ask in the past, which is intoxicating. Wild geese fly south in the boundless sky, forming a "human" shape for a while and a "one" shape for a while, which is really changeable.
Autumn is a bittersweet season. In the fields and orchards, the laughter of farmers picking fruits can be heard everywhere. This is also a harvest day. In the season of falling leaves, there is also a little sadness. Wandering abroad, in this harvest season, because of work, I can't see my parents. Because of this peaceful and serene day, Ma Zhiyuan, an ancient man, couldn't go home for reunion, and wrote such an eternal swan song as "Tianjingsha Qiu Si": the old trees in Gu Teng are faint crows, the bridges are flowing, and the ancient roads are sparse. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Autumn is also full of literary talent and spirit. There are countless poets who have written about autumn since ancient times. I have seen many songs, but my favorite is Li Qingzhao's "Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more", which shows how selfless and obscure the fallen leaves are. There are also many such people in our real life, a teacher who usually sees the most. They are like gardeners in the garden, educating us in every way. In order to cultivate us into adults and become the pillars of the country, we will devote all our energy. Isn't this silent dedication? Let me tell you a true story.
I am a junior one student. My teacher's surname is He. One day, she went to work until two o'clock in the afternoon, and all the food she ate was cold. Besides, she goes to our dormitory to check her sleep every day and prepare lessons in the middle of the night. She has made selfless dedication to us, and I want to repay her with good grades.
In autumn, I love you, your maturity, your scenery and your hidden spirit.
Looking forward to it, looking forward to it, the golden wind is cool, and Qiu came easily with a paint bucket in his hand.
In this season, the sky becomes clearer, the stream becomes clearer, and everything seems to have been dyed and condensed into a beautiful early autumn.
By the teaching building, by the pond and in front of the dormitory, almost all the big leaves have taken off their bright green clothes in early spring and put on an old yellow cotton-padded jacket. At first glance, it is deep and peaceful, so don't be afraid. The autumn wind blows gently, the thick branches sway from side to side twice, and a few dead leaves float in the air. It seems to have lost its vitality, like a dying old man dying suddenly, and the godless soul is nowhere to be found. That leaf, driven by the autumn wind, was finally tired and fell quietly and peacefully into the soil under the big tree roots. Every time I go to the canteen to eat at noon, I can see this scene when I pass by the small pavilion by the pond. It's late autumn, and fallen leaves cover the whole path in front of the pond, like a yellow carpet in Zhang Tianran, as if to announce that we are not dead leaves, but natural carpets that you humans can't make. Thinking like this, the fallen leaves seem a little solemn.
From beginning of autumn to now, it rains most of the time. Everyone is walking in a hurry on campus with umbrellas, and there is no time to take care of other colors except yellow leaves. Finally, the sky cleared up, and walking on campus, a unique autumn wind blew head-on, and the original unpleasant mood was smoothed. At this time, even the air is moist, fresh and fragrant. One day, as soon as I stepped into the campus gate, a unique fragrance jumped into the nasal cavity, and my stomach was sweet. This smell makes me familiar and surprised. Without thinking, I knew it must be osmanthus in school. A few days ago, I was still wondering why osmanthus didn't bloom and why I didn't smell my coolness. I even went to osmanthus tree with my classmates several times. There's no need to look now. Wherever you go, there will be a fragrant osmanthus fragrance, which will follow you closely like a shadow and let you smell enough. In those days, I seemed to have wandered in osmanthus once. Although I didn't find a tree and studied the stamens carefully, it was enough, because there was still a fragrance of flowers! Sweet and sweet, straight into people's hearts. If there are osmanthus flowers on campus and the fragrance of flowers is in people's hearts, what will happen in the long rainy season? Sure enough, osmanthus fragrance is not for you, but for you.
Autumn is mature, harvested, full and sweet.
Autumn mornings are beautiful, unpredictable white clouds, misty fog and energetic people.
It constitutes a beautiful autumn morning.
Every autumn morning, walking between autumn fog, as if like a fairy, has the ability to walk on clouds, making people feel a little cold. Autumn is foggy, like a mysterious veil, which turns pedestrians on the road into vague shadows, puts a white gauze coat on the earth, and puts a beautiful white garland on the river, which is covered by trees. In my mind, fog is actually colorless and tasteless, but I think it is as fragrant and charming as the perfume worn by a little girl.
When the fog cleared, I looked up at the sky and white clouds appeared in the sky. White clouds in the sky are unpredictable. In an instant, some are like running white horses, some are like white rabbits, and some are like barking puppies ... They are fleeting and unpredictable, and your eyes suddenly blur.
Wipe your blurred eyes and shine at the moment. A series of Xia Hong appeared in the east, and the sun was about to rise from the lawn. The yellow leaves on the trees fell on the lawn, and the high mountains looked shiny and golden. Constantly sigh: ah, how beautiful! The sun rises slowly, emitting dazzling light, making the earth golden and brilliant.
After watching Xia Hong, look down at the people gently blowing in the wind! Grandpa and grandma greedily breathe the fresh air and enjoy the beauty of the morning. Some grandfathers are beating Tai Ji Chuan. They move slowly and stretch, but their steps are steady and not rigid. Not to be outdone, the grandmothers organized a dance, dancing with agility and agility. It constantly reminds people that they seem to relive the good times when they were young. Children also do morning exercises, and young people also seize the good time in the morning to exercise in various ways.
After observing people's beauty in the morning, don't forget to look far away and see the beautiful lotus flowers. Among many flowers, the lotus is my favorite, and the lotus that "emerges from the mud without dyeing" is also a good example for me to learn now! Look at the beautiful lotus flower, which is in full bloom. The big leaves like umbrellas hold up the pink petals and open. Some haven't blossomed yet, but they have already blossomed a bit like shy little girls.
This is an autumn morning, colorful and beautiful. I love the beautiful scenery in autumn, and I love autumn mornings even more.
Composition 8 On the first day of autumn, "Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February." This eleventh holiday still has a strong autumn flavor. As the poem says, my family went to Xiangshan to see the red leaves.
In a short time, our family of three reached the foot of the mountain, accompanied by fresh air and beautiful birds singing, and climbed up with cheerful steps. Unconsciously, I climbed halfway up the mountain. At this time, I began to shrink back.
I am not in good health at ordinary times, and with my parents' big steps, I am getting farther and farther away from them. I thought: I will wait for them down the mountain and let them climb the mountain by themselves! Just then, my father came to me and I told him that I didn't want to climb the mountain. Dad's answer gave me courage: "You can do it. If you even flinch from this difficulty, it is too weak, and a man dares to break in. " Dad's words have been ringing in my ears. No, if I back down today, that means I failed and gave in. It is full of energy again, just like a newly charged motor. I looked around as I walked. Looking at it, I remembered my parents, and then looking back, I found that they were gone. I went back the same way, about 20 meters, and saw them resting in a small pavilion. I ran to pull them up, but their butts seemed to stick to their seats. I have to play by myself. I walked around the pavilion, three or four minutes passed, and I was a little impatient. When I walked in front of them, for an instant, there was a paragraph in my mind and an idea flashed-I remembered my father's words again. Tell them. They praised me for growing up and smiled sweetly. At the top of the mountain, I stood at the top of the mountain and looked into the distance. I really feel the feeling that "once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky ...". A gust of autumn wind blew, and I felt the warmth and enthusiasm of autumn. To go, I sat on the cable car and looked at the surrounding scenery, and I had a lingering feeling in my heart. The red leaves all over the mountains are like a mountain stream covering the beautiful scenery of red fire.
I spent a full and happy autumn. Like the farmer's uncle, I gained: "self-confidence is the cornerstone of success, as long as self-confidence can achieve success;" Persistence is also the cornerstone of success. As long as you persist, you can reach the peak of victory. Difficulties are a stumbling block to success, and only by overcoming them can we make continuous progress. "Fruitful.
I think sweet and delicious watermelon and slim lotus will fascinate you! But I don't think so. I have been waiting for the golden season "autumn". Autumn is a golden season, autumn is a harvest season, autumn is also a charming season, but it is a season that makes us excited and happy!
Walking in the embrace of autumn, you will find many different sights. You see, the original vibrant scene on the lawn disappeared and unconsciously became a golden plush carpet; Leaves are not as lush as in summer. Miss Feng touched them lightly and danced with joy. Send nutrition to the old tree mother!
When you walk into the orchard, a burst of fruit fragrance hits your face and makes your mouth water! Looking at the ripe fruit, I can't help but admire the hard work of farmers!
I turned and looked into the distance. As far as the eye can see, rice fields spread out before my eyes. When the rice is ripe, the rice in Huang Chengcheng is like a piece of gold sprinkled on the earth. Some rice is like a shy little girl, with her head down; Some rice proudly raised its face, as if to let everyone have a look at its handsome appearance. They are waiting for the farmer's uncle's harvest. Looking at this endless rice field, I seem to hear the laughter of the farmer's uncle spread all over the field!
Looking at this charming autumn scenery, I can't help thinking of the interesting story of cutting rice last year!
That autumn, I was sent to my hometown by my parents. There, I saw golden rice fields, flaming sorghum, wheat in Huang Chengcheng … and learned about rural life!
One autumn afternoon, grandma said she was going to cut wheat. As soon as I heard the interest, I happily followed my grandmother to the wheat field. In the wheat field, the golden wheat is full and lovely, like a fat doll.
When I started mowing the grass, I hurried down to the field, trying to leave a good impression on the farmer's grandmother. With a "click" sound, the golden wheat fell. I cut it with my grandmother very carefully ... One day passed, and we cut a lot of wheat. The yellow wheat piled high! Like a mountain full of fallen leaves.
Ah! I love autumn, it makes my life full of vitality. I love autumn because it has taught me a lot. I love autumn, it makes me so lively and lovely. I love autumn, that's it … I love autumn forever!
Composition in early autumn 10 "Hula-"A cool breeze blew, and I subconsciously shrank my neck. Ah, it's autumn!
Best of all, it's autumn on campus.
On the second floor, it's neither too hot nor too cold. You can just see the crowns of various trees outside, which is pleasing to the eye. The trees on campus are different from the outside world. They seem to be contaminated with children's auras, illuminated by the early morning sun, and plated with a layer of gold as thin as cicada's wings, which makes people unconsciously want to get close. When the wind blows, the layer of gold flies with the wind. The maple leaves are already red and pressed together. From a distance, they are like a torch fueled by life, illuminating the stone road in the lost life. Wait until one day, they are red to the extreme and burned to the extreme. At that moment, they must be satisfied Then it withered in the urging autumn wind. After all, can it call back the autumn that has been waiting for a lifetime? Can you recall our laughter under the tree? I don't know. Maybe it will only think: human beings are really sentimental creatures!
People say that autumn is bleak, but autumn on our campus is full of vitality.
Listen, the class is over, and there is a silvery laughter outside. who is it? It's our classmate. Their age is the most energetic and vigorous. On campus, they are no longer as constrained as they are in the classroom. They can sweat in summer but don't know the heat, and they can be cold in autumn. They formed a circle hand in hand, and one of the children walked around the periphery. I don't know how many times, it's like an epiphany. They held out their hands and made a gesture of chopping down. When they fall, they touch it lightly and fall into the hands of an unknown child, who will repeat the actions of the last person as if they will never get tired and will never end.
During exercise, the cool autumn wind blew on my back like a joke, so my classmates and I had to shrink our sleeves. However, when the broadcast rings, we start with rigid movements and gradually become smooth; From resisting the autumn wind at the beginning to welcoming it, it "dances" in the warm sunshine. We opened our mouths wide, blushed and jumped higher. ...
Things will always be like this, developing in a better direction, just like autumn on our campus.