Whether in study, work or life, we have written essays, right, essays according to the genre can be divided into narrative, expository, application essays, argumentative essays. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The following is my collection and organization of the second year of writing composition, welcome to share.
Elementary two writing scene essay 1Twitter, twitter, a crisp bird call woke me up from my dream. I stretched, walked to the window, opened the window, a breeze blew, just like my mother stroked my little face with those loving hands, comfortable, warm. I took a deep breath, "Wow! The morning air is so fresh!"
Looking up at the sky, the long white clouds are like a bun just out of the cage, and like a big string of cotton candy. I can't wait to take a bite. The clouds are constantly changing: a moment as if the big apple; a moment as if a galloping horse; a moment as if a dragon in the sky coiled ...... magnificent sunrise, different forms, unpredictable.
The sun gradually rose from the horizon, the eastern sky a little red up. But it is like a shy little girl, a moment to look in the mirror, a moment to straighten the hairstyle, is not willing to come out. After a while, it finally came out. The sun girl's round and red face showed a heartfelt smile.
All of a sudden, everything on the ground is covered with sunlight, full of vitality. Look! Roadside saplings seem to have just woken up, stretched a big waist, and began to suck the fresh air; look! Flower beds, small white flowers, small purple flowers, small yellow flowers are competing for color, as if anyone wants to be the first to show their most beautiful side to the people, this side of the small white flowers stand up their heads, said to me: "Children, hello! I hope you are in high spirits all day." The little purple flower over there, and the little yellow flower went on to say, "Yeah, yeah! I wish you a good day!" In the meadow, the little dewdrops jumped onto the hair of the grasses and rolled around, like diamonds, crystal clear, sparkling, nice to look at! The old people are waving their fists and shaking their fans in the square, enjoying the happiness of the early morning!
The wind is blowing my hair, I enjoy breathing this morning fresh air, enjoy the morning scenery. A year's plan is in the spring, a day's plan is in the morning, students, let's welcome the morning sun out, and rise up!
Junior writing composition 2Today's weather is particularly good, sunny, autumn high, as if to meet this special day. "Going to tour the Hundred-foot Flying Waterfall!" With a cheer, I cheerfully got into the car, which departed from Tonglian Resort and drove toward Shengzhou. What a beautiful view outside the window! Falling leaves were flying and fruits were in abundance. Slowly, I fell asleep without realizing it, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers. When I woke up with a start, the car was already snailing along a mountain road, with leafy trees and murmuring streams. The first time I saw the car, I saw the car, and then I saw the car, and then I saw the car, and then I saw the car.
Out of the car, I happily ran and jumped, singing and dancing, after a while to the boat dock. We sat in the barn, looking out the window, towering mountains, crystal clear water, a beautiful, spectacular landscape painting!
In a short while, the boat docked, we walked toward the shore. Grabbing the grass, climbing the rocks, carefully explore the past, along the curved stone path. Among the tourist attractions, we could see trees and flowers, thriving. Look! What's that? Ah, what a marvelous waterfall! The shadow of flowers, plants and trees had long gone out of my mind, and I was mesmerized by the silver ribbon of the waterfall. Waterfalls like a long dragon, from the rock cascades down, it gives the rock dolls painfully cold bath, splashing up on both sides of the waves such as soap bubbles, "wow, wow, ding dong, ding dong," as if the flowing water is singing. At this time, from the splash of water, we can also see a beautiful rainbow, I can not help but poetry:
"Heavy rock falls white cloud beads,
water splash out of the rainbow.
The name of the 100-foot waterfall is not false,
No wonder Jigong came to take a bath."
Time as running water, quietly cascading in this piece of waterfalls, sunset, I reluctantly went home. Although I left there, but his beautiful, spectacular scenery has long echoed in my mind ......
Junior Writing Composition 3Have you noticed? There have been great changes around us, the weather has become cooler, the grass has turned yellow, the sweet melons and fruits have ripened, and all kinds of small flowers have opened. Whew! It turns out that the fall has come quietly.
Look, the chrysanthemums in the garden opened, like a small fountain of colorful pink, and then with the charming evening sun, there are red, purple, pink, blue, yellow, green, gorgeous, let a person relaxed and beautiful!
And then into the fall orchard, a small apple like a child a small red face as delightful; orange tree on the orange, a little green, a little yellow, as a shiny crystal ball in the hands of gently play, and the scent is charming, so people can not help but want to eat a bite.
And then into the plantation, from a sapling to grow into a mighty tree sturdy and upright. The leaves of the trees are from green to red, from red to yellow, and finally drift down with the wind under the trees into nutrition for the trees to absorb. But the little ants took the opportunity to use the leaves falling on the ground in the creek adventure, navigation.
And then into the campus, the bright sun shines on the teachers and students face, accompanied by a wisp of cool autumn wind and fresh air to make students especially good spirit. The campus has a variety of plants, such as: golden osmanthus, snow-white chrysanthemums, red maple leaves, to add a warm atmosphere to the campus.
And then into the field, the piece of sorghum, corn, rice are ripe, black and red sorghum like a chicken feather bullet left and right dance, golden corn like a drumstick in a joyful music, smile bent waist of rice can not help but reveal the white teeth ...... field is really a wonderful world.
Do you think autumn is a wonderful season? Do you like the fall? Then you have to praise the fall more ah!
Junior Writing Composition 4China is a beautiful picture. The majestic Kunlun, towering Mt. Everest; the rushing Yangtze River, the vastness of Qinghai Lake ...... to add color to this picture, as well as the blue sky and the earth. White clouds in the sky changes, interpretation of nature's most wonderful "magic".
Blue sky
The blue sky with white clouds, white clouds like soft cotton candy, look! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products in the world, and then you'll be able to get your hands on some of the most popular ones! The sky is a "master of change", do not believe it, come together to see it! strong>
When it comes to mountains, as long as you have heard of China, you can't help but think of Mount Everest - the highest mountain in the world - that towers between heaven and earth. It stands in the west of China, like a stalwart sentry, looking out over the motherland from the highest peak. Of course, not only Mount Everest, there are many mountains in China, the majestic Kunlun Mountains, the precipitous Huangshan Mountain, the beautiful Taishan Mountain ...... These mountains turn the earth into an "ocean", and the self into the undulating waves. At first glance, it seems like a beautiful song, not right, this is clearly a "bloodline", the motherland's bloodline ah!
Rushing water
The Yangtze River, the Yellow River, our mother river! For many years, you have nurtured generations of Chinese children, you have benefited one generation after another Yanhuang children, you have witnessed one great miracle after another ...... Your tenderness is the rushing water of the river; your strength is the waves of the waves. At the same time, the beautiful Li River, the vastness of the Qinghai Lake ...... also in the motherland this fertile land to show their style, they show, is the nature of that sound unceasing vigor ah!
Our motherland is so beautiful! She is like a brilliant pearl, so shiny, so bright, so beautiful ......
Second year writing essay 5Close your eyes and quietly listen to the gentle and delicate voice that you recall in my ears. I feel it, you are gently telling me that spring is coming.
Yes, look, the swallows have flown into the ordinary people's homes it. Look, this group of lovely ducks, is the first to know the warmth of the river it. Listen, the oriole is standing on the branch, with her beautiful song, telling her joy.
Open your hands and quietly feel your warm and joyful voice. I feel it, you are gently telling me that early summer is here.
Yes, the sky is getting bluer and bluer, the grass is getting greener and greener, the river is getting faster and faster, and the earth is becoming more lively! Look, the river flowers in the early morning are red like fire, and that river water also seems to change from green to blue. Look, the flowers that compete with each other seem to be impatient to compete with other flowers. Listen to the trees, the robin in the "robin robin" call endlessly.
Relax and savor the sweet joy of your voice. I feel, you are gently telling me, late fall is coming.
Yes, the moon is getting fuller and fuller, the animals are getting busier and busier, and the earth has gradually fallen silent. Look, the cute little squirrel is holding a big pine cone, walking to his home. Look, when the autumn wind blows gently, the golden leaves on the trees fall down. Listen, the crows stand in the branches, singing a mournful song, seems to be in the summer of the reluctance, but also seems to be dissatisfied with the fall.
Open your eyes and quietly enjoy the charming intoxication as you speak. I feel it, you are gently telling me that the harsh winter is coming.
Yes, I don't know when, the snow has covered the roof, forming a white landscape. Look, all the trees are bent over, only the pine trees, straighten the waist, standing against the wind. Look, the plum blossom in a snowy field, blooming. Red, like fire red, seems to melt all the snow. Deep breath, you can also smell the plum blossom fragrance. It is true that "the fragrance of plum blossom comes from bitter cold" ah. Listen, the chicken crowed, in the cold windy morning, it still stand firm.
Then you whispered in my ear that you were gone.
Elementary School Writing Essay 6Outside the window the fluttering butterflies slowly fall, their white feathers shimmering in the air. Inside the window, outside the window, in this moment, suddenly all became boundless silence.
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The snow in the south, as the south of the "small bridges and flowing homes" in general, warm and lovely, full of tenderness, slightly sad, want to talk and stay. This is the first snow of the year, in the not to live up to expectations with a little shy fluttering to. Outside the window, crystal snowflakes hovering in the cold wind. Wind cold clothes single, in this flying moment has been completely forgotten. Saw only a pure white, scattered with thousands of light, see obsessed, look drunk ......
To the downstairs, as if really into the "suddenly like a spring breeze, thousands of trees, thousands of pear blossoms," the situation. Trees, roofs are covered with a thin layer of snow. Because just a moment, did not see that "up and down a white" scene, but enough to make us very excited.
In my dreams, I have seen you countless times, and now I have seen you, and it is fascinating. Gaze on the eyes, reflecting only you, the dancing elves, driving away the darkness, bringing the holy light, so that people's hearts can be purified.
The silver-white snow light, vaguely see a child, reflecting the snow light, struggling to read the words on the book, from time to time issued an exclamation of surprise, a frown, a contemplative. Saw the blinding patches on his thin shirt; saw his shivering body green face; saw the unspeakable firmness flashing in his eyes; saw the broken window outside the wind and snow still ...... gently sighed, thought not just as the snow?
Like snow in general step by step condensation, just so that people can see this dreamlike snow scene, the camera keeps switching, although the vicissitudes of the world, I'm afraid that the snow all know it ......
"Snap- -Pa - "face suddenly cool silk, can not help but inhale a breath of cool air, fixed attention to look, a group of boys are flaunting it!
Looking at the snow, show a smile, joined the team of hip-hop.
Swirling snow smiled and drifted down, looking at us as if we also stayed.
Although she is not as noble as the peony flower, not as colorful and fragrant as the rose, but her heart is as pure as her stamens, in the colorful world, she still has a place.
Outside the window, emerald green vines, climbing, a few more colorful trumpet flowers dotted with them, seemingly extraordinarily gorgeous.
When I first saw her, she was a touch of light green, not showy, not showy, just keep their only color. Although she is tiny, but in this monotonous season, I feel her lovely and vitality.
Later, that light green color began to grow gradually. The tiny leaves on the slender vines are so delicate and lovely that you can't help but want to look at them more. Later, when she grew up, I realized it was a trumpet flower?
In the summer, the cicadas became singers, the hot sun baked the earth, seems to want to suck the last drop of water on the ground dry, the heat of the trumpet flowers tossed half dead, so I feel the fragility of life, and no longer pay too much attention to her.
A torrential downpour came, the falling rain so sharp, so violent, so that the hot summer finally ushered in a hint of coolness. The raindrops hit the glass window to make a gurgling sound, did not expect, the wind followed closely behind. Unexpectedly through the window, but vaguely saw climbing on the wall of the flowers were blown almost withered, but she tightly protect themselves, hard to grab the climbing material, the wind can not blow her firm, the rain can not knock down her persistence.
The wind stopped, the rain stopped. She is back to the old life, her petals are still delicate, her stems and leaves are still green. Compared with other famous flowers, the feeble she seems to have become a favorite for a while. No one would ignore her beauty after all the ups and downs. She became more vibrant, and ripples ran through her heart. I understand her persistence, her strength, her desire for life.
A rainbow hangs in the sky at some point, and she is even more moving under the rainbow!
The language of the trumpet flower lies in tenacity, and although her life is short, it shows her significance everywhere.
The trumpet flower, you, is the most beautiful scenery in my heart!
Inadvertently, the night curtain has been completely opened, the moon with a charming smile on the sky this big stage. She spread the gentle light to the earth, mountains, fields, tall buildings, alleys, trees, grass ...... everything on the earth in the moonlight touch, as if they all turned into babies, meekly lying in a large cradle, a change of daytime noise, become particularly quiet.
Under the pull of the moonlight, I closed the door of my room and walked down the stairs to the courtyard of the neighborhood. The moonlight shone on the ground like a white frost. The breeze brushed by, and the underground trees danced beautifully. Flower beds of various colors under the soothing to release the full belly of the fragrance, the air filled with intoxicating sweetness. Flower beds next to the bamboo chairs sitting on a few cool people, talking softly, as if afraid of disturbing the good dreams of others it.
I came to the right side of the flower bed of the small lotus pond, slowly walk up the stone bridge. Standing on the bridge, looking up, the moon holding a white practice, dancing and singing a lullaby, a few small stars also blinking generous lazy eyelids, drowsy. The surrounding buildings were of varying heights, and the lights filtered out from the windows, spreading on the water, flickering and dancing. The shadows of the moon and stars also danced on the water, looking golden. Not far away were a few delicate lotus flowers, some like young girls standing on their feet, some like charming young women, and some like graceful dancers. They put on the veil woven by the moonlight, look charming, I smell the fragrance of the lotus, feel refreshed.
Out of the neighborhood gate, to the street. Moonlight in the street tree stars jumping, like a small elf like flickers of misty spots of light. The colorful neon lights on both sides of the street, all lit up, as if it was the beautiful river in the sky, so that people are intoxicated, can not help themselves. Occasionally there are one or two cars over, but also just light up the lights, do not take away a cloud.
Seeing that the moon is already in the west, I was reluctant to return home. I lie in bed, but it is difficult to sleep, so I get up, spread out the paper, pick up the pen, let the moonlit night scenery in the tip of the pen flow happily.
Junior Writing Composition 9The autumn girl came to the campus with light steps.
I strolled through the campus, unknowingly came to the playground. The brown trunks of the trees there, thick as the mouth of a basin, were straight and straight. Under the sunlight, the flowers on the trees seem to be smeared with a layer of oil, glossy and bright. The flowers are swaying in the wind, like a burning flame, showing off their beautiful face.
Midday, the hot sun baking the earth. Flowers are no longer beautiful, no longer vibrant, and no longer with that halo and halo of bright red petals, moist out a piece of style. Their petals wrong neatly dull, paper cut out like.
The sun is setting, and the evening sun dyes the sky red. A drop of rain fell on my shoulder, I looked up at the sky. Only to see the rain from the sky ticket down, such as mist like "snow" falling down, however, with the snow is different, it is transparent and crystal.
The breeze carried the breath of flowers to the face, refreshing. Oh, it turns out to be not far away from the flowers are beckoning! Under the blowing of the breeze, the flowers on the trees have to hover from the trees to fall down.
Falling flowers and rain against the scene, this scene, no doubt, is the embellishment of sadness, strands of sadness from my heart slipped through.
Autumn lacks the vibrancy of spring.
Autumn lacks the winter powder makeup.
Autumn lacks the fullness of summer life.
But for me, accustomed to watching comedy, the distinctive poignancy of fall has become a luxury. Without her poignancy, how could she set off the powdery beauty of winter?
I rested my chin on my hand, looking out of my mind - bright moonlight sprinkled all over the scene, the wind blowing leaves rustling accompanied by singing. The protagonist leaves solemnly appeared, her face smeared with a layer of pink rouge, dressed up in flamboyance. She twisted her body drive, fluttering in the air ......
I thought: this is what a poetic realm ah!
If nature is a beautiful music, spring is the prelude. In your unconscious, spring has come with a brisk pace, when you take off the thick coat, feel the wind has become warm, this is the gift of the spring girl. Spring rain is the first to report, the sky is overcast, such as cattle hair, such as flower needle, such as fine silk of spring rain will be in the air flying down. Standing under the eaves of the house, listening to the rain touching the eaves and falling to the ground of the ticking sound, the cracks of the stone cans do not know when has sprung up a few leaves of tender green seedlings, small raindrops mischievous fall on the leaves, rounded down the leaf veins slide down. Reach out your hand to pick up the crystal clear water droplets, put in the heart of the hand has refreshing cool. In the moisturizing of the spring rain, will you also send out "good rain knows the time, when the spring is happening" sigh?
After the rain to the park to find the footprints of spring. The face is the fragrance of the mud, the spring rain moisturizes the vitality of everything, the banyan tree spit out some buds, the pine tree is more upright, the grass can not wait to drill out of the ground, a green spread. The mountains in the distance are also green, a somber emerald green. Flowers are also not willing to show weakness, camellia reveals peach buds, lilies have emitted a strong fragrance of flowers, spring flowers blush, the most lovely is in the large green hiding, hidden wild chrysanthemums, it does not have too rich colors and scents - fresh and elegant white and yellow, smells of grass like fragrance. It is no wonder that Tao Yuanming of the Jin Dynasty loved chrysanthemums alone, and I stole one and pinned it to my ear to be a country girl.
Because of the arrival of spring, the big guys are also refreshed like a smile on the face. The old people in the park are talking and laughing, the children in the grass play, farmers uncle is also busy sowing the hope of the new year, and articulated with the soil nesting swallows, eager to pick honey bees children ...... "a year in the spring", spring is the root of everything, but also the root of happiness and harvesting. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the newest and most important thing you need to do.
The second year of writing a landscape essay 11
Yes! For those who observe carefully in the people, the window, why not a picture? "The window contains the West Ridge thousands of snow, the door parked in the East Wu ten thousand miles ship". Reminiscent of a thousand years ago, the poet Du Fu is standing in front of such an ordinary in the window, to make such a thousand famous lines, can not help but feel a thousand feelings. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
I personally feel that the placement of desks is an important influence on the efficiency of the classroom and learning. Put the desk in front of the window, the most secure. In this way, in the homework tiredness can also see the world of prosperity, the world of noise and the world of a section of human warmth. The first thing you need to do is to get a good understanding of how to use the Internet and how to use the Internet.
Window, is a picture that will move, the day of the window at home, but forever fixed in my mind. Twilight through the afterglow of the setting sun, like a slightly drunken face, for the bright white snowflakes gilded with a layer of red, a touch of vermilion is still conspicuous, like a round of the bright moon rising into the middle sky, calming the world, but also warmed my heart. It was a large meat bun. Clutching it, is a ragged old lady, black and gray and thin shirt, is a large and small patches, left hand dragging a big hole in the sack, through the hole, you can see the inside full of plastic bottles. Baozi is given to a man, the man is also a rag picker, but it seems that his situation is not optimistic, his body curled up on the side of the road, with a broken mat wrapped around the stiff body. The man's eyes stared straight at the big meat bun, want to take, but can not straighten, frozen purple red hand frozen in mid-air, a closer look, his hand than normal people's hands swollen a whole circle, you can see, that is frozen out of the `, at the moment, but make his thin body more prominent.
Two people around the body at the moment no snowflakes in the fall, the setting sun will be the old lady's shadow pulled a long, long time, as if covering the whole world ......
Junior writing composition 12Sometimes bright and sometimes rainy weather spawned all the way to the blooming of wildflowers;
Newborn leaves of tender green grass bent down and kissed the
The newborn green grass leaves bend down and kiss the earth that created it;
Delicate and small birds fly up to the slender branches and trunks to show off their own clear and melodious throat ......
Why is the sky and the earth beautiful in spring? Because it is she who has come - the spring child stepped shyly, silently came to earth.
Hear that slight, tiny sound? That is the little life can not wait to come to the world, is the desire of the new world, and no summer irritability, on the contrary, is as soft as a woman's weakness.
See the sparkling river? The river is very regular layers of light ripples. The golden sunlight is projected through the heavy obstacles to the surface of the river, it is lazily asleep, so that the soft surface of the river added a few points of mystery and sacred beauty.
Can you smell the refreshing scent of flowers? That light and not lose the lonely fragrance - cherry blossoms, a few cherry blossoms are lonely and eager to bloom, a few days later quietly fell into a white; that elegant fragrance - peach blossoms, the sky petals spilling, gentle, elegant, as if in the The peach blossom, the sky is full of petals, gentle, elegant, as if in the "paradise" in the middle of the world. Greedy sucking all kinds of flowers, strong, elegant ...... thousand flavors, can not own.
Touch the sturdy trunk? Above written with the traces of the story of the years, the trunk of the strip scars is the witness of history, memory in time precipitation, buried ...... who knows, no one can know.
Thousands of willow proudly moving waist, like graceful dancers, bewitching dance birds to the trunk of the stage, the sun for the light, although no opera house that, but nature's more splendid, natural. The voice of nature outlines the essence of spring, the song out of the soul of spring ...... the beauty of spring, said endless, inexhaustible.
The east wind thawed, the fog color cover peaks, the recovery of all things, grass and trees sprouting, spring flowers, warblers fly grass long, spring plums such as beans and willow like eyebrows, day long butterflies fly.
Spring is also coming!
The campus of the plum blossom is still in the snow, the spring breeze with the seeds of hope, has long been sown in the campus to the fullest. The drizzle seems to tell the students: the spring girl is here! The rain is getting bigger and bigger, infiltrating the campus of the remnants of winter.
Look! Cherry blossoms on the playground, after the rain washed, as if the tears stained red; pink and white petals, as thin as cicada wings, like the skin of a beauty, blowing and breaking. A fine smell, she also carries a wisp of fragrance. From afar, the cherry blossom seems to be a delicate and colorful beauty, in the flowers in the competition. She is not the world's beautiful concubines, but she is not tainted by the world with the dark fragrance, in the hazy show her beauty.
The campus opened its arms and took the breath of spring into its embrace. The campus is beautiful in the spring, a hundred flowers bloom! Look! The word to be in the boudoir of the beauty of the begonias, just emerging young buds of the branches and leaves, like that has not yet been married to the little family, for everyone to show their own not yet fully open beauty; tender green buds, in the spring rains under the moisturizing vigorous growth; spring breeze gently flicked over the buds tender cheeks, so that her dream and further growth ......
The campus of the early spring is so beautiful! Sunflowers do not dare to lag behind, drink enough sweet spring rain, stretching, scrambling to poke their heads out, looking for this early spring campus buzz. Look, around the sunflower, butterflies dance, informing people that spring is here!
The plan of the year is in spring, the plan of the day is in the morning! Spring is people's expectations, spring is the expectation of the flowers, spring is our hope ...... We have to study hard in this beautiful spring, like the flowers thrive under the nourishment of spring rain, to contribute to the modernization of the motherland.
Junior writing composition 14"A year's plan is in the spring." Spring is a season rich in vitality; spring is a season of vigor; spring is a season of delightful ...... spring girl stepped lightly, a time when everything in heaven and earth recovered.
Walking in the park's path, both sides of the dry lawn has a hint of green, grass rubbed hazy eyes, quietly peeped out, looking at the world that is about to wake up. Flowers have grown a small flower bones, each full, ready to go. These new lives, dotted with dry lawn, ready to give the lawn to wear a colorful dress.
Suddenly looked up, the willow tree has stood for decades, there are a few distinctive colors. Fixed eyes, it is the new shoots, they will grow into a long and thin willow leaves, they will make the willow tree graceful, they are the hope of the willow tree.
"The spring breeze favors all things." The spring breeze is essential to spring. It blows in my face and gently caresses my cheek, and it carries the scent of fresh earth, moist air and vigorous vitality floating in the sky and earth. It gently inspires creatures that are trying to blossom to become more confident and self-reliant.
Looking into the distance, the ice on the river melts away little by little, and the water is like a mirror, large and clear. The mountains carefully took off the white cotton clothes, put on colorful dress.
People carry farming tools, into the field. Under the warm sun, wearing straw hats and towels around their necks, they bury seeds of hope for the fields.
Spring is beautiful; spring is warm; spring is tenacious; spring is vigorous; spring is full of life!
Elementary School Writing Essay 15In this (human) world, there are many, many things that show beauty. And the beauty around us is not easy to be found. Looking around, only to discover the beautiful rhythm of autumn, everywhere ......
Walking in the quiet boulevard, a breeze blew, and with it, a few red leaves fell. I can't help but grab the leaves and scrutinize them carefully: it's a red (green) with yellow, yellow with red leaves, clear lines, complete and smooth. Suddenly, a wisp of fragrance came to my nose, refreshing the heart. I look for incense, ah, the fragrance is actually from this lone leaf, I was y shocked, can not help but sigh the charm of the autumn leaves.
Walking on the road to school, I was enjoying the charm of the autumn leaves. Suddenly, a hazy shadow came to me. (She) The shapely body, set off a young girl's figure. That seductive eyes, vegetables and fruits of the long skirt, behind me brought up a wisp of cool wind, the leaves with the wind, floating into the distance ...... In a blink of an eye, the figure of the autumn girl disappeared, and the coolness that she brought to me still exists ......
I looked at the blue sky and white clouds, ah! The day was so blue, without a single blemish; the day was so high and far away, a glance could not be seen; the clouds, white and pure, such as a wisp of white yarn, floating in the air. The sky in the spring is foggy; the sky in the summer is hot; and the sky in the fall is lofty, blue and clear ......
Going into the late fall, the wind carries a cool feeling, and people put on thick (cotton) clothes. The cold wind in autumn whistles and shakes the ears, the leaves of the trees are blown far away by the wind, and the flowers are thankful because of the cold ...... Everything in the world is (due to) the arrival of the autumn girl and changes and develops ......
Feeling the rhythm of autumn, it is cool; viewing autumn, it is golden. I love autumn, because the fruit of autumn is fruitful and full; I praise autumn, because the sky in autumn, clear and blue. The beauty of autumn is beyond words; the rhythm of autumn will always linger in my heart ......