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50 Poems by autumn scenery in Korla.
Chapter 1: Beautiful Autumn [400 words] Zhang Yiwen

Autumn comes to this world quietly with golden color and light footsteps.

Walking into the park, a burst of flowers came at me, looking for it. It turns out that sweet-scented osmanthus blooms, and white sweet-scented osmanthus is like a little star in the sky, beautifully dotted on the branches.

Walking into the orchard, apples are like red lanterns; A banana Huang Chengcheng; Pomegranate grinned with laughter; Oranges are on the branches. You squeeze me and touch me ...

Walking into the field, the sea like sorghum holds a torch, and the endless soybeans ring copper bells; In the paddy field, a piece of rice in Huang Chengcheng turned up with the autumn wind. In the green vegetable field, the full leaves are shining with crystal dew. ...

Walking into the forest, the forest is like wearing camouflage clothes, and ginkgo trees have yellow leaves, just like handfuls of small fans; Maple leaves drop a few red leaves, just like stamps; And evergreen pine and cypress ... look, how charming the autumn scenery is!

Autumn is the harvest season, because in autumn, many fruits and vegetables are ripe; Autumn is a cool season, because it is not as hot as summer, nor as cold as winter, and an autumn wind blows, which makes people feel relaxed and happy; Autumn is a beautiful season, because in autumn, some flowers bloom, leaves fall like butterflies, some turn yellow, others turn red … everything becomes colorful.

There was once a poet who described autumn like this: "When it is orange, yellow and green, you must remember it."

I like autumn because it symbolizes maturity and beauty.

Chapter II: Fields in Autumn [400 words]

Seeing this photo of autumn harvest, I can't help but blend into the autumn fields.

I remember that autumn, my father and I went to a field together, and we talked and laughed along the way. Soon, a field appeared before me.

In the distance, a string of fragrant and delicious grapes hung crystal clear on a vine. What a string of pearls! Suddenly, I saw another tree, but it was vague. I asked my father, "What kind of tree is this?" Dad smiled and answered me, "It's a pomegranate tree." When I saw it, the seeds in it looked like a little doll, and the pomegranate was broken in one place. It feels like a doll pushed the door open. There are some colorful flowers under the tree, red like fire and red like chardonnay ... Wild flowers also fragrant the narrow path in the field, and all the cattle and sheep are strong and strong, and several children play carefree and freely under the tree.

In the field, a large area of rice is ripe, golden, like gold, and like a golden carpet, giving the field a lot of vitality. The corn held the red tassel and forgot the troubles of a summer. Sorghum turns red, like a smile, and like a wine song brewing in my heart.

Autumn wind is like a barber, keeping the fields in order; Qiu Guang, like shining sweat, is full of vigor and vitality, shining in the fields. Autumn is the continuous command of autumn wind, which blows away summer. Autumn wind may not blow away Grandpa Xia, but you can also use a fan or an electric fan.

In autumn, there is a refreshing autumn wind. The bright sunshine shines on the top of your head. Pick up a yellow leaf and collect it quietly. Autumn always smiles at us.

We reluctantly left the autumn fields, but our hearts are still in the fields.

Chapter III: Autumn [400 words]

Some people like vibrant spring, some people like passionate summer, some people like snowy winter, but I like fruitful autumn.

Miss Qiu first walked into the orchard. Look! The apple doll is shy and blushes like a little red lantern. Persimmon brothers hung high on the branches, all vying to see the beautiful scenery in the distance. You push me, I push, it's all sweat. The farmer's uncle held the red jujube doll in his hand, flushed and smiling, thinking: my efforts have not been in vain, and I will definitely sell it at a good price this year!

Then, Miss Qiu came to the vegetable garden again. With a wave of her sleeve, the vegetable garden became lively! Look! Mr. eggplant is wearing a purple skirt and a small purple hat, hanging on the leaves and sleeping leisurely! Over there, the pepper sisters are fighting for this beautiful woman! Some of them are wearing red skirts, dancing beautifully, and some are wearing green skirts, turning and turning, very proud! Miss cucumber is wearing a long green dress and a yellow flower on her head! Like dancing.

Then Miss Ran Qiu came to the stadium again. She took a breath and the field changed. Rice bowed their heads to each other as if whispering to each other. Maybe it would be nice to say autumn again! Looking around, the cotton girl is dancing here in a white gauze skirt! Corn dragged down its green coat and was hung under the eaves by farmers' uncles, basking in the sun like firecrackers!

Chapter IV: Leaves in Autumn [400 words]

The blue sky in late autumn is spotless and crystal clear.

Along the winding stone road, into the autumn Woods, the leaves show gorgeous colors.

Look! Most of the ginkgo orchards next to the pavilion are dressed in yellow, like handfuls of small fans, fanning with hot air; It is like a stamp, telling everyone that autumn is coming.

I picked up a leaf of Platanus acerifolia from the ground. The wide leaf curled around because of water loss and turned golden yellow, not as green and flat as spring. The fallen leaves under the tree are like a yellow carpet on the ground. The buttonwood leaves on the tree shine on the branches like golden crowns.

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I like maple leaves like fire best. From a distance, they are like flaming fireworks. It looks like a little red palm at close range. Maple leaves sway gently in the wind as if waving goodbye to people.

If swallows are messengers of spring, then fallen leaves are messengers of autumn. As soon as autumn comes, the leaves have completed their mission, falling silently and returning to the embrace of the earth.

The ground is covered with dead leaves, thick and soft, and it creaks when you step on it. Ye Er didn't want to be trampled underfoot. Under teacher Qiu's "command", they playfully circled around me, climbed onto my shoulder, kissed my cheek and flew over my head. Under the autumn sunshine, it spins and dances lightly, flying like a butterfly, flying like a bird and scattering flowers like a goddess. ...