The beauty of autumn is rational-it is not as charming as spring, so hot in summer and so subtle in winter.
Autumn, harvest season, golden season-as lovely as spring, as enthusiastic as summer, as charming as winter.
The autumn sunshine is warm and quiet, the autumn wind in Dongxiang is warm and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious.
Autumn has come, and the sky covers the earth like a sapphire. Small pond outside the village, clear eyes staring at the beautiful sky. A pair of little white geese cocked their heads to appreciate their shadows in the water. The leaves of maple trees in the valley are as red as fire after drinking too much wine. The rice in front of and behind the village, bent down, silently waiting for people to harvest in the autumn wind. In mid-air, the geese lined up in a "human" shape, singing happily, bidding farewell to people and slowly flying to the horizon. ......
Fenglin laid a red carpet on the ground. The autumn wind blows, and the maple leaves make a rushing sound, as if clapping hands to celebrate the harvest scene. Look, these chrysanthemums are blooming with enthusiasm! How vigorous! Yellow, red, white, purple ... clusters, clusters, facing the autumn wind, covered with frost, vying for beauty, spitting incense, everywhere, have become a colorful world.
The earth put on a golden sweater, and yellow poplar leaves and bright maple leaves fell down, as if several colorful butterflies were flying in the air. Although the frost came, Grandpa Song Qing still wore a green robe and looked greener. Chrysanthemums in the garden are in full bloom, red as fire, pink as chardonnay and white as snow, which is beautiful. All the leaves on the persimmon tree have fallen, but the persimmons in Huang Chengcheng are still hanging on their fingers, like orange lanterns of all sizes, and the red begonia bends the branches.
A ray of sunshine is like water, and maple trees are beside the clear path. Who weaved this veil with the red clouds in the early morning of the military camp and the white clouds in the early morning of late autumn?
Pure, maple leaf color, delicate and transparent heart, listen, the leaves and autumn wind sing, the spotless heart is like a mirror, and the homesickness of a gentle wanderer is like a song, telling the sincerity of love.
Harsh, maple leaf color, savoring the tempering of years, first frost's beating is as firm as iron, and after the stormy waves of life, he is as calm as a rock and leaps to the bright red height of the peak. Frosted sideburns, precipitated, mature life.
Warm, maple leaf color, flashing dazzling joy, reflecting the dazzling sunshine of a beautiful day, touching every bark with warm kisses, calling for all life and distant gilded fields, full of red orchards, illuminating the golden autumn.
Warm, maple leaf color, like a burning flame, embodies passion and rises with confidence. Expectation, the pursuit of beauty from this romance, expectation, shine in amazing eyes.
Soak in the color of maple, concentrate loyalty, tenacity, optimism and persistence, and render a beautiful picture of life with lofty sentiments.
Autumn may be hidden in golden ears of rice, persimmons full of fire, or green vegetable fields.
Autumn, harvest season, golden season-as lovely as spring, as enthusiastic as summer, as charming as winter.
The autumn sunshine is warm and quiet, the autumn wind in Dongxiang is warm and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious.
Huang Chengcheng's ears of rice are hung with heavy heads, cotton peaches are like small trees, and full of tidbits are like eggs. Ah, not rice fields, but an ocean of gold; Not a cotton field, but a world of silver.
The autumn wind is bleak, and the forest is dyed golden; Walking in this dense forest in the sun really has a unique flavor.
Although it has been autumn for a long time, the feeling of soaking in smelly sweat all day in the hot summer this year is unforgettable, and it seems that the afterglow of summer is still lingering.
In autumn, poplar leaves are yellow and hang on trees like yellow flowers; Falling in the air, like a yellow butterfly; It landed in the river beside the tree, like a golden boat.
In late autumn, the leaves turn yellow and fall to the ground like a yellow carpet, but the cockscomb can't bear to thank you. In the cold autumn, it is quite independent.
Thousands of trees have red leaves, and the deeper the autumn, the redder it is. From a distance, they are like rolling flames.
Golden autumn has come, and the sky covers the earth like a sapphire. Clean by the autumn wind, beautiful.
In autumn, red apples open green leaves and look out; Jujube is covered with branches like a little red lantern; Grapes like purple agate hang in strings under the grape trellis. How charming!