1, it's autumn, the leaves are yellow, and a flock of geese fly south. One word at a time, one word at a time. ...
2, what a beautiful autumn, here, it is no longer scorched earth and ashes, this is a prosperous country, and the mountains and winds are covered with red carpets. Korean pine covered with elastic skins is still alive, standing proudly on the high rocks, whistling in the valley and flying slowly in the rice fields in vain. The beauty of autumn is mature-it is not as shy as spring, so open in summer and so introverted in winter.
In autumn, leaves fall one by one and fall into the arms of Mother Earth.
5. Sunset and lonely Qi Fei grow together. Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
6. Autumn is the harvest season. The happiest is the farmer, whose bronzed face and wrinkles carved by years are filled with smiles. The hard work and sweat of the past seem to ...
7. Aunt Qiu walked into the field and painted the endless Tanobe golden yellow. The rice has grown tall, the seedlings are mature, the wheat is laughing, the corn is bent with laughter, and the sorghum is red. The farmer's uncle is happy to see it!
8. Blue sky. Late autumn, spotless, crystal clear. Clouds are reflected on the clear Jialing River; The microwave of fish scales and the green river water add color to the clouds, which is particularly gorgeous.
9. Autumn is in the Woods. The Woods are yellow. Ginkgo leaves turned yellow and floated to the foot of the mother tree, just like handfuls of small fans, fanning away the summer heat.
10. In the garden, the chrysanthemum fairy opened her smiling face, and the beautiful chrysanthemums nodded frequently in the autumn wind, attracting many butterflies and bees to dance among the flowers, adding a lot of vitality to the garden.
1 1, turn over a page of smooth and lingering music, dancing red leaves dance under the vast and distant blue sky, Qiu Chan sings gently by the graceful river, the moonlight touches the sparkling water, and autumn water tells people the fate of past lives in the dotted night. ...
Autumn is in the field The fields are golden yellow. In the rice fields of Huang Chengcheng, from a distance, the whole field looks like a golden carpet.
13, full of rice, the hope of yellow farmers. Like the golden sunshine in autumn, I hung on my parents' dark faces. At the moment when the sweat slipped, my dream began to fly from my parents' shoulders. ...
14, autumn is really a beautiful picture. The sun is setting, the autumn wind is rustling, the flute is blowing and the reeds are flying. The lake is blue, the beach is quiet, the fruits are fragrant, and the moon is high.
15, I didn't accept the change of seasons according to the change of solar terms. On my way home to visit relatives, I suddenly realized that autumn had arrived when I saw the wheels run over withered poplar leaves. When I got home, I opened my calendar and realized that tomorrow would be beginning of winter.