Quietly, the hot summer finally left. Gradually, cool autumn came. Wild geese fly south, and the fallen leaves return to their roots.
Where is autumn? Autumn is in the harvest fields, autumn is in the mature orchards, and autumn is in the intoxicating parks.
In the park, sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant, autumn chrysanthemum is yellow, and maple leaves are red as fire ... In the orchard, persimmons are like small lanterns, pomegranates open their mouths happily, apples turn red, and grapes string into pearls ... In the field, corn leaves are red cherry cannons, rice ears are drooping, cotton flowers are like white clouds, Dahongpao is bulging with black eyes, and sorghum is holding a burning torch to celebrate the joy of this harvest. ...
Who has such a big pen? Draw this colorful autumn?
I love this colorful autumn and it will live in my heart forever.
2. Composition describing autumn fields How charming the field scenery in October is, like a beautiful picture scroll.
In the early morning, the field was covered with a veil-like mist, as if to give the rice the last moisture. The sun came out and it was golden in front of me. The full ears of rice bowed their heads and bent the rice stalks. Dewdrops hung on the rice grains, shining in the sun, like countless pearls. A gust of wind blew, and the rice fluttered with the wind, giving off an "autumn". The field scenery in October is so charming, just like a beautiful picture.
In the early morning, the field was covered with a veil-like mist, as if to give rice the last moisture. The sun came out and it was golden in front of me. The full ears of rice bowed their heads and bent the rice stalks. Dewdrops hung on the rice grains, shining in the sun, like countless pearls. A gust of wind blew, and the rice fluttered with the wind, making a "pleasant sound".
After lunch, it seems that someone is silently directing, old people, young people and children. They all happen to coincide, holding silver sickles, leaving home, rushing to the field and starting to grab the harvest. Sweat flowed on their faces and wet their clothes, and they didn't bother to wipe them. "Click click" rang into one piece and merged into an idyllic symphony. How wonderful and cheerful the sound is! You see, the soybean sticks out its round little head in the pod and looks out, as if enjoying a bumper harvest.
Overnight, all the standing rice slept on the floor like a carpet. This field has become very broad. After two or three days, the rice sleeping on the ground disappeared and turned green. Ah! It turned out to be green wheat leaves, much like a lush grassland. Wheat leaves are long and thin, soft and tender. They suck the crystal rain and dew, scrambling to grow, as if they were taller and faster than anyone else.
There is a hole in front of me. I looked up and saw all kinds of vegetables: red peppers, green vegetables, clustered grass heads ... I pulled out a green vegetable with roots like grandpa's beard and leaves and vegetable handles like pieces of table tennis boards.
What a charming Akita!
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People in autumn fields praise colorful and flowery spring, but I prefer fruitful and crisp autumn. Autumn is more prosperous than spring; Autumn is more colorful than spring. On Sunday, I went to the fields in the suburbs to look for the footprints of autumn. The sky is like a sapphire covering the earth, and the sun is like a pearl embedded in it, emitting soft light. Poplars lined up neatly on both sides of the road took off their summer clothes and put on their autumn clothes, with green leaves mixed with yellow leaves. A gust of autumn wind blew, and yellow leaves whirled off the branches, flying in the air like yellow butterflies. Several wild chrysanthemums beside the tree are in full bloom and swaying in the autumn wind, just like a row of fairies dancing, adding a lot of color to autumn. On both sides of the road are endless rice fields. In the field, golden rice, full and heavy, wafted intoxicating fragrance, and rolled golden waves, pushing them to endless distances, like brilliant rosy clouds shaking off in the field. Huang Chengcheng's millet, with its heavy ears, can't hold back, and it is still shaking hard, as if singing a hymn to the harvest field. From a distance, the whole paddy field looks like a carpet covered with gold. In the field, farmers are busy harvesting rice, and their cheerful laughter comes from time to time. Near the rice field, there is a small field full of tall corn. They are full of energy, facing the passing autumn wind and whispering, as if quietly conveying the message of harvest. The crystal clear dew on the leaves suddenly got into the soil, which contributed to the bumper harvest in order to moisten the fertile land at the foot. The river near the field is crystal clear, but the water is getting colder and colder. There are a few yellow leaves floating on the water, just like a boat with a few leaves, carrying a few small ants down the river. In the middle of the river, there are a group of fat white geese flapping their snow-white wings, playing on the water and splashing beautiful water. The boundaries of rice fields are continuous mountains. The color of the mountain has turned a little yellow. The weeds on the mountain set off the golden autumn with their residual green. Ah! Autumn fields, under the hard work of farmers, under the moisture of farmers' hard sweat, under the embellishment of chrysanthemums competing to open, your tomorrow will be even better!
I like autumn, because Yuan Ye in autumn is beautiful and gives me good rural memories. I like autumn, because the autumn wind is very refreshing and once blew the melancholy of my life journey; I like autumn, because jathyapple in autumn is very bright and clean. It can calm me down and watch Bodhi.
Yuan Ye in autumn is in my childhood country dream. Although it is a yellow hillside, it is dotted with rich and splendid joy. Persimmon is red, like a girl's happy face. Millet is yellow, the heavy ears of millet are low with lazy heads, and yellow is warm and dazzling. Sorghum is red, head held high, looking up at the blue sky, as if to show the pride of autumn. The sweet potato is harvested, and the soft and moist soil seems to exude a fragrance. Stick your face to the ground and put your feet into the ground. I feel so comfortable, just like being by my mother's side and putting my heart in her arms. Autumn is so beautiful that even the small wild chrysanthemums on the edge of the field smile and blink at white, purple and yellow. Autumn is really beautiful, so beautiful that farmers' faces also burst into smiles, so beautiful that children's hearts are full of sweet happiness. Autumn has come and gone. Although the beautiful scenery of vilen's hometown has been impossible to pursue, when autumn comes, my heart will be warmer.
Autumn has come, and the autumn wind has started again. I stay away from the beautiful countryside in the autumn wind. I don't know why, my heart has been a little more melancholy since then, although I know it's not autumn wind.
There are many poplars and buttonwood trees in the university campus of this city. The autumn wind blew, and the leaves turned yellow and fell to the ground. I often look out the window of the classroom and feel very lost. I don't know why I feel lonely and sad. I feel sad. In the autumn wind, the wanderers didn't come and go together, but came and went in a hurry. The career of studying has been gently blown by the autumn wind like that, and there seems to be no trace. Wandering is like autumn leaves on the branches, drifting with the wind, as if there is no end line. My heart can no longer be as comfortable and warm as when I was in my hometown. Life has become a long journey with a heavy load, or wandering in the desert post road in the bleak autumn wind, or being stranded in an unmanned guest house in the misty autumn rain. That kind of mood can only be described by the lonely scene of "Banqiao frost is cold and cheerless, Maodian moonlight crows". Even if you are detained in a church-like compound, your mood is difficult to settle down, and you are still as helpless and lonely as falling leaves. Autumn wind, in this way, blows my melancholy footsteps and makes me feel the sadness of this life journey. I can't help sighing in the autumn wind. Isn't life just like falling leaves? From prosperity, from depravity to soil, it is just a dream process.
The autumn wind blew through countless beautiful autumn days, and also let me see the beauty of falling leaves. Autumn fields, autumn winds, autumn leaves, the scenes they show are bright or cold, which all evoke happy or sad feelings. Only the moonlight in autumn night gives people a quiet realm of selflessness. On the night when autumn leaves fall, there is a Leng Yue hanging in the sky, and the moonlight on the ground is like water. The sound in the autumn wind is the chirping of crickets and the falling of autumn leaves. At this time, when a person looks at the moon, his mood is infiltrated by pure moonlight, and there is no joy or sadness. He will naturally think of the poem "It's too light for anyone to hear except my comrade Mingyue", and his heart will be so quiet that he will forget why he came and why he went, and his heart will be in a one-dimensional static state in time and space. "Similar year after year, different year after year." Only the moon in autumn is an eternal beauty.
4. Composition in autumn, Woods, fields, crops, orchards and chrysanthemums.
Autumn is coming, and the sky is as blue as a painting. The air is particularly fresh, as if it had been filtered. In the morning, I sat on my way to school, took a deep breath, and my mind seemed to be awake a lot. Autumn is really cool!
In the garden, there are many flowers, pink hibiscus and red dahlia. The most vivid chrysanthemum is red as fire, white as snow, pink as chardonnay and yellow as gold. .. colorful, like an ocean of flowers.
Autumn is coming, the rice is ripe, golden and beautiful! Autumn has come, sorghum blushes, and red apples bend the branches. I really want to take them off and taste them carefully. Pink peaches are covered with branches, like naughty children. Oranges in Huang Chengcheng are like the little sun, fragrant and sweet.
Ah! Autumn is coming!
The hot summer has passed quietly, this is a lovely season, and autumn has come.
One day, the autumn wind blows gently, there are several white clouds floating in the blue sky, and the warm sunshine is scattered all over the earth. My father and I took advantage of this fine weather to come to the field.
In the paddy field, the rice is ripe and golden yellow. A gust of autumn wind blows, rolling rice waves rock up, yellow, golden yellow, dark yellow, far and near, depth, spectacular. The farmer's uncle looked up from the rice wave, his bronze face was covered with sweat, and a bright smile appeared in the sweat.
In the orchard, purple grapes are squeezed crystal clear one after another; The red apple blushed, like a little girl who was afraid to meet strangers ... The peasant woman was picking fruits excitedly with a laundry list. Her laundry list is piled up into hills, and she is still picking, and she has unspeakable joy in her heart!
Yes, autumn is really a season of maturity and harvest. I really hope that time can stay and leave in autumn.
6. Love is in autumn.
The most poetic season is autumn. How many literati wrote songs of praise for autumn? They try their best to render the beauty of autumn, and they don't hesitate to write, which shows how charming autumn is.
Autumn is best at distributing her feelings, and people will feel its caress wherever they go. Autumn is the best time to choose gifts. Its gifts to everyone have their own characteristics, decorated with the most beautiful love.
Autumn is so lovely that people can't help but be moved. I can't resist the call of autumn to collect that ubiquitous love.
Autumn love is in the field, look!
Pieces of golden colors and heavy fruits are all gifts of autumn. Autumn is generous and selfless, but it is only generous and selfless to hardworking people, and its gift is a reward for them. Everywhere is golden yellow, which reminds me of jasmine in spring. People love the golden yellow of jasmine in spring and are full of mature charm.
Bright colors come into people's eyes, and then turn into a thick smile, which is full of eyebrows. I sincerely hold a piece of golden yellow and put it in my heart.
Autumn love is in the distant sky. Looking up, my eyes are full of fresh blue. Occasionally, there are a few soft clouds fluttering in front of my eyes, like a boat passing gently. I suddenly felt that it was not that I was looking up at the sky, but that the sky contained me and contained me with its broad mind. At this point, I seem to be divorced from myself and completely immersed in its gentle embrace.
Love in autumn lies in blooming flowers. The best flower is chrysanthemum. Chrysanthemum, it is neither exquisite nor luxurious. But its extraordinary temperament and proud posture attract everyone. In front of it, you will think of the word "arrogance". Yes, they are arrogant. They don't hide their arrogance, and they don't put on airs. Instead, they stand upright with their clank and iron bones, bearing people's eyes proudly and calmly. We should be grateful for the love in autumn, which brings us such great vitality when the flowers fall and before the cold comes. This should be the best gift for us.
Autumn love is in autumn leaves. Autumn leaves are the most indispensable ornament in autumn; With them, it can be called a complete autumn.
No wonder the deepest love in autumn always falls at the moment when the leaves are floating in the wind and the wind is with Wu Ye. It belongs to all of us. We can enjoy the dancing of fallen leaves on a charming night, quietly listen to the crooning of autumn wind, and let them touch the tenderness in our hearts.
Some people say that the autumn wind is ruthless, perhaps because it shakes off the dead leaves and blows away the warmth. However, is the autumn wind really ruthless? I think it's "ruthless people have feelings." A trace of autumn wind brings the news of autumn. It smiled and gently brushed away the summer irritability. It danced and ran to the earth with fallen leaves. ...
Autumn has created countless magical gifts and given us deep love. Gradually, autumn is far away from us.
I am waiting for it to come again, because-love is in autumn. ...
7. Autumn field composition 400 words (***7 articles) Autumn field in class 5 (2) of Xinbeijiang Primary School in Huang Jiaqi is a thriving season. It has no colorful spring, no lotus flowers reflecting the sun in summer, no cold plums in winter, but autumn is a symbol of fruitful results and bumper crops.
Friends, get out of the house, get out of the campus and feel the joy of Akita! You see, in front of you is a piece of mature rice, full and heavy, dancing with the wind, floating with intoxicating fragrance. There is also a string of golden corn elephants to greet us! He has a bright smile on his face.
Corn kernels show people the unique beauty of autumn! Looking around, it is a fruity fragrance. Look, grapes are really colorful. There is a kind of grape called crystal grape, which is big and round, green and crystal clear, just like crystal.
And that kind of red rose is bright purple, round and lovely, like a string of purple pearls ... In autumn, I came to the river, and the cool river brought the excitement of the fish, as if they were performing for us in the water. How beautiful the ballet in the water is! The clear river reflects the crisp autumn air in the sky and the clear sky in Wan Li. There are white clouds floating in the blue sky, just like a few waves in the blue waves. Although the farmer's uncle has worked hard for more than half a year, he is full of sweetness with such a good harvest.
Ah! In autumn, you are like a magical painter, waving that magical pen. In the field, in the city, in every corner of the world, you have your breath, which paints a picturesque landscape for the earth. Facing the autumn wind and enjoying this charming autumn color, everyone lingers back and forth ... Autumn field in October is so charming that it looks like a beautiful picture. In the early morning, the fields were covered with gauze-like white fog, as if to give rice the last moisture. The sun came out, and the rice stalks were bent with golden ears and their heads were lowered. Dewdrops hung on the rice grains. Like countless pearls. A gust of wind blew, and the rice fluttered with the wind, making a rustling sound, just like the laughter of farmers. After lunch, it seems that someone is silently directing, old people, young people and children. They all happen to coincide, with silver sickles in their hands, go out of the house and rush to the field to start harvesting. Sweat flowed on their faces and wet their clothes, but they didn't want to wipe them. You see, the soybean sticks out its round little head from the pod and looks out, as if enjoying a bumper harvest. All the standing meals slept on the ground all night, like laying a carpet. This field has become very broad. After two or three days, the rice sleeping on the ground disappeared and turned green. Ah! It turned out to be green wheat leaves, much like a lush grassland. Wheat leaves are long and thin, soft and tender. They suck the crystal rain and dew, scrambling to grow as if they were the tallest and fastest. There is a hole in front of me. I walked up to him and saw all kinds of vegetables there: red peppers, green vegetables, grass heads clustered together ... I pulled up a green vegetable with him, and the Song of the Cicada by Sun of the Second Joint Primary School of Akita Bridge United School had disappeared from the Woods; Green pine trees are covered with golden coats; * * * The burning sun has softened ... Facing everything in front of me, I suddenly realized that autumn has already sneaked into the world.
Walking on the path in the field, there was a cool breeze blowing head-on, and the leaves danced like fairy flowers. Fallen leaves fall on the ground, just like naughty children running, rolling and rolling.
In autumn, the endless corn in the field is like a golden ocean. A breeze blows and the fields roll and roll, which is very charming! The heavy fruit bent the corn stalk. I can hardly tell why autumn is better than winter. Maybe it's because a few yellow leaves on that branch, or a few residual flowers on that hedge, or fruits in the field are more vivid than winter. Otherwise, it reminds me of life. A yellow leaf and a remnant English are connecting the past and the future.
Instructor: I love autumn fields. "I love autumn fields. When autumn comes, the fields take off their green shirts and put on their yellow sweaters. People sigh: "Ah, autumn has come and everything is dying. "However, in this yellow land, I found the vitality of autumn.
Today, my parents and I went to the countryside to play. Walking on the path in the field, I suddenly found something flashing red not far ahead, which was very dazzling.
Look carefully, ah, it's clusters of blooming banana flowers. The plantain flower is big and red, and it keeps swaying with the autumn wind, just like a burning flame.
My father who walked in front suddenly shouted to me, "Zhou Ling, come and see!" I ran away with my mother. Ah, my father found a bunch of wild grapes among the trees. Wild grapes are orange, hanging on the branches, like a string of transparent agates.
My father grabbed the branches and my mother picked them, and my hands were pierced, but I finally picked a bunch of wild grapes. Over a hill, we seem to have entered the world of flowers.
Wild chrysanthemums are blooming everywhere. Red, white, purple, pink, light green and rose are graceful in the breeze.
It looks great. When we were looking at the flowers, my father explained: this is called the golden hook, this is called Huang Shigong, this is called the green apple, and this is called the full bucket star ... Ah, it's so diverse! Suddenly, a sandy brown bird with a light brown breast flew out of the bushes, went straight into the sky and sang clearly. I shouted, "Bird! Bird! It's a big sparrow! " Dad smiled and said, "That's not a sparrow, it's a' tell the son of heaven' or a' lark'. This kind of bird is very flexible and sometimes falls straight from the sky to the ground. "
When I looked up, another bird flew over and landed in a small tree. Sounds euphemistic and sweet. That is a bird with a red neck. It is really cute. Dad pointed and said, "That's a red pointed chin. It has a nice voice.
How lucky we are today! "Yes, this bird is singing the autumn hymn with a beautiful voice. Looking at this autumn field, I was thinking.
I like flowers very much, especially chrysanthemums.
Sister Xia quietly left with light steps, and Teacher Qiu came to our side. She dyed the maple red and the grass yellow with a beautiful brush. She also used her magical power to make chrysanthemums blossom a beautiful smile in the autumn wind. There are chrysanthemums in the garden every autumn, and the garden in autumn is like an ocean of flowers.
Look! The pink chrysanthemum held its head high and the petals like bean sprouts were tightly clustered together. From a distance, it looks like a furry ball sitting with a big family to discuss something. Look there again, clusters of chrysanthemums are piled together, listening to teacher Qiu Feng telling them stories! Look at them, one by one, sitting upright with their heads held high and their chests held out. They all want to be praised by Mr Qiu Feng! The beautiful chrysanthemum powder gives off an attractive fragrance, and everyone has to bend down to smell it when they get here, as if they have absorbed enough oxygen. When they stand up, they feel relaxed and refreshed, and they look energetic when they walk.
Climb the Seed Mountain and look down from a height. Chrysanthemums are all over the garden, red as fire, yellow as gold, white as snow and pink as chardonnay ... They are even more charming against the green leaves. On the whole, it looks like a flowered carpet.
I like not only the beauty of chrysanthemums, but also the spirit of Ao Shuang. In autumn, other flowers have withered, but chrysanthemums are blooming vigorously. In the cold and biting autumn wind, I hold my head high and challenge the autumn wind.
Grandpa Chen Yi once wrote a poem praising Qiuju: Qiuju can Ao Shuang, and the wind and frost are good and evil. This property is cold-resistant. What can I do if it is weathered?
Indeed, although chrysanthemum is not as elegant as peony, as delicate as Chinese rose and as noble and elegant as lily, her Ao Shuang spirit is really lovely. As human beings, we should, like chrysanthemums, make progress despite difficulties and strive to climb the peak of science and culture.
9. Maple Leaf Chrysanthemum Hongyan Orchard The orchard in the countryside is beautiful, lovely and charming. These exquisite orchards were built by working people with their hands.
The biting cold wind has slowly left with the symphony, and Miss Chun is coming with light steps. Orchard, a vibrant scene, peach blossom powder like a sunset, blooming beautiful smiling faces to people. Not to be outdone, snow-white pear blossoms are in full bloom. White oranges are in full bloom, dotted among leaves, dancing like white butterflies in the green leaves.
Brother Xia also ran to us happily. In the orchard, big trees are like umbrellas, covering the whole orchard under the shade. Mulberries are black and soft, sweet and big, much like horse grapes ripe in autumn! Watermelon lies in the watermelon field, like a child lying on the ground.
Miss Qiu is late. Huang Chengcheng fragrant pears are hanging on the treetops, which makes people drool. Red apples hang on trees, and some hide in leaves, like shy little girls; Some are half hidden in the leaves; Some are all exposed, like a brave soldier.
Grandpa Dong came unhurriedly. Snowflakes are falling slowly from the sky. The next day, the ground was covered with snow and the trees were all white. What a spectacular "blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees"!
In spring, your flowers bloom in the orchard in turn; In summer, the orchard is shaded by trees; In autumn, the orchard is fruitful; In winter, the orchard is covered with snow; The four seasons in the orchard are really colorful!