In the ordinary study, work and life, everyone has tried to write an essay, right? Essay is a way of narrative in which people express in written form the relevant knowledge, experience and ideas stored in their memory. So the question is, how exactly should you write an excellent essay? The following is my collection of fall rhyme essay, only for reference, welcome to read.
Autumn Rhythm Essay 1When the leaves are yellow, I feel that the footsteps of autumn are close, the sun has long since receded from the sharpness of the summer, leaving only the tenderness of the honed.
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Summer with its hot and a little reluctance in the pleasant autumn wind was quietly sent away, and at this time the hometown has long ushered in the harvest of the golden period, osmanthus bloomed, rice is ripe, like a wind chime, played a song of praise to the autumn.
Standing on the top of a tall building, overlooking the earth of his hometown, only to see that the golden rice swaying small waist, in the autumn wind passionate dance, here and there, it was time for me to move, feverishly I can not wait to throw into the embrace of nature, and the golden rice "mingled with", but the young mind has long warned me! Can not do so, because that is the simple heart of the working people's consolers, is the crystallization of their hard work, and I do not want to become "ancient sins", and always suffered from the "descendants" of the scolding.
In this way, autumn with its unique charm and soft fragrance, into my soul, it is like for me to wipe away the heart of the heart of the unhappy, soothe my heart of sadness. Yes, that golden color gives me happiness and warmth, gives me freshness and vitality.
A gust of autumn wind blew past me, blowing down the dead leaves on the tree, suddenly my footsteps in a hurry to a sharp brake, I stayed in the sea of autumn, picking up that just blew down the dead leaves, can not help but think of the spring it is still tender buds at the beginning of the vigorous scene, the summer green leaves full of branches of the vitality of the summer, and at this time, it is quiet, quietly left, the end of its short life. Looking at the dead leaves, suddenly tears, the original life is so brittle, is so unbearable. But it died without regret, because it gave the motherland earth added a piece of green.
Autumn you let me fascinated too much, imagine too much, as if you sing a song of love from the heart, I want to paint you into the painting, with the colorful colors to depict your beauty, I want to want to ......
I hope that in the coming year, you are still so beautiful and attractive, infinite charm! ......
Zhejiang Province, Taizhou City, Luqiao District, Pengjie Township Middle School junior: Wang Jinwei
Autumn Rhythm Essay 2In the golden October of the fragrance of Dan Gui, catch the tail of autumn, remember the beauty of autumn.
Admittedly, the scenery of early autumn is certainly wonderful, but in the evening sunshine, streaming dusk, alone and carefully in the deep autumn to recall the story of autumn, is not more moving.
A thousand readers have a thousand Hamlets in their hearts, and I think, by the same token, a thousand poets have a thousand autumns in their hearts. Even if everyone looks at the same autumn scenery, the interpretation of the heart of the autumn is also different. He word of autumn, my feeling of autumn is neither like Liu Yuxi's "since the ancient sadness of silence in autumn, I say that autumn is better than spring" that generally open-minded and bold, nor Li Yu's "lonely wutong deep courtyard locks the autumn, cut and cut, the reason is still messy, it is the sadness of separation, and there are some other flavors in the heart". It is also not as beautiful as Li Yu's "Lonely wutong deep courtyard locked in autumn, the cut is still messy, is the sorrow of separation, there is something else in the heart. More than that, Zhang Ji's "Luoyang City and the autumn wind, want to write a book," that is full of thick sadness.
The autumn in my eyes, pretending to be in a drizzle, smoke and clouds in a variety of Jiangnan town, holding an umbrella walking slowly woman, plain clothes, not to say that there is how beautiful, but as if there is a unique charm, in attracting people can not help but want to understand her, close to her.
Through the window, I saw raindrops falling on the maple leaves, raindrops rinsing the red maple leaves more than the previous day added a charm. After the rain, the maple forest is so bright red like fire, as if a piece of red clouds. The sunlight should be soft, but like blood color is so enchanting, so flamboyant. These two out-of-place feelings intertwined together, but the unexpected collision of a flamboyant sense of softness, more and more provocative heartstrings.
Under the blue sky, the leaves are flying, countless golden leaves fluttering in the wind, and some are stubbornly standing in the branches, refusing to slide down. This is the life of the leaf? No, no, this is not the end of life, but the prelude to the beginning of a new life, as the poem says: "the red is not a ruthless thing, into the mud of spring to protect the flowers," the leaves are also the same, it is its own body into the earth, for the next year's newborn into the energy. It's the same with fallen leaves, it puts its body into the earth, injecting energy for the new year.
Autumn Rhythm Essay 3The morning light, mixed with a faint fruity scent from the window broke in, sprinkled on my bed, but also on my face. I rubbed my slightly sleepy eyes, got up from my bed, and saw the world of autumn through the window.
Look! The golden fallen leaves!
Fallen leaves, like a naughty child, sitting on a slide from the tree branches above the "giggle" slipped down; and like a lovely elf, dancing its little wings, keep dancing; also like a young and energetic explorer, with its newly purchased preparations, traveling around. Golden Autumn, the most beautiful, the fallen leaves coated with a light rouge.
Smell! The fragrant osmanthus flowers!
In October, the most noticeable, non osmanthus flowers. Small, yellow, like a timid child, hidden in the leaves. A little bold, but also dare to show only half a head, curiously looking at the outside world. It is not like the cherry blossom, gardenia, so that a person at first sight to produce love and adoration. It hangs high on the branches, silent, but the fragrance of the flowers is quiet and far-reaching. Osmanthus is exquisite, so small that people often ignore, but has a deep connotation, so often appreciated by poets.
Look! That vast field!
The wind girl wandering in the fields, golden rice was blown by her yellow, red sorghum raised a burning torch, geese are busy preparing for the migration, sometimes lined up into a "one" shape, sometimes lined up into a "human" shape, flying south, constituting a distinctive autumn. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for it.
Autumn, the sunshine to the earth; autumn, the harvest to the earth. In the fall, we listened to the children's laughter, heard the gurgling sound of the river. Autumn sings people's favorite rhyming song.
Autumn Rhythm Essay 4Autumn, not as fragrant as spring, summer's bold and surging, winter's icy clean, but also like a far-reaching poem.
If there is only a sense of fall, it is not surprising. Please close your eyes, a fruitful, high autumn days, in the blue sky overflowing with smiles, just waiting for winter to take them away, this is not an ideal realm?
Sitting quietly under the tree, using my hand to pick up the falling yellow leaves, I suddenly realized that their lines are so clear. The sunlight sprinkled down, each leaf is gilded with a layer of yellow gold, yellow leaves spread all over the path, strolling in which the mood of beauty indescribable. An autumn wind brushing across the cheeks, with a hint of coolness, but also with a slight fragrance of osmanthus, refreshing the heart.
Wandering in the fruit tree forest, the pungent fragrance of fruit immediately filled the brain. Trees golden plums, red persimmons, yellow pomegranates, you do not let me, I do not let you, are growing extraordinarily delicate and full. The string of purple grapes like a string of beautiful pearls, crystal clear ......
Tour in the sea of chrysanthemums, the rosy chrysanthemums have their own posture: yellow flowers elegant, white flowers noble, fuchsia flowers passionate and deep, splash, in the autumn wind in the extremely exuberant. It is not as rosy as the spring flowers, summer flowers of the eye, but it is also extremely elegant beauty. That a chrysanthemum like a beautiful girl, beautiful and not lose posture, gorgeous and not lose dignity, enough is a noble princess. Look, those butterflies in the flower shuttle, bees a moment to stop in the petals, a moment and hovering and flying.
Walking in the fall rain, and have a different flavor. Autumn rain is the most unusual, it is like cattle hair, like fine silk, it is irrigated fruit trees, quietly like a mother's hand caressing them. Every time you walk in the autumn rain is so pleasant, comfortable. Farmers in the field of agriculture will always grin at the autumn rain, although the autumn rain, but the autumn rain is not as fierce as the summer rain, the autumn rain silently nourishing the fruit trees. After the rain, those fruits will be so colorful to force your eyes, sweet overflow your mouth.
"Since ancient times, the sad silence of autumn, I say that autumn is better than spring", the rhyme of autumn is more than the meaning of spring, it is far-reaching, although simple but warm. Autumn is not only the harvest of fruit, but also contains a strong rhythm of autumn.
Autumn Rhythm Essay 5Autumn is a beautiful season, although it is not as vibrant as the spring, not as lush as the summer, not as snowy as the winter, but it is a season of abundance of grains, fruits and fruits, fields, orchards, gardens ...... are full of a bountiful harvest.
You see! In the field, the crops are ripe, red-hot sorghum red face, like a shy little girl, red-faced, low head; golden golden rice like a glance at the boundless ocean, as long as the wind blows, the sea rolled up the golden rolling waves; turquoise turquoise maize off the green clothes, like a rich man, revealing a mouth full of gold teeth.
Look! In the orchard, the fruit is ripe, a red-orange persimmons like a big and round little lantern, hanging high on the branches, emitting a brilliant light, so that the farmer uncle from time to time to find it; a big and fat grapefruit in the sun lazily, like a naughty little doll, the farmer uncle will be anxious to see it to hold it; a golden tangerine, you squeeze me, scrambling to let the People to pick it!
Look! In the garden, a variety of flowers bloom, colorful trumpet flowers, blowing a colorful trumpet, tell people the autumn harvest, tell the critters to prepare for the winter; colorful butterfly flower like a small butterfly dancing in the air, the autumn wind blew, can not wait to bring the fragrance floated to thousands of households; chrysanthemum fairy colors are very much, white as jade, pink as the sun, yellow race gold! ...... It's overwhelming to appreciate.
This is the fall, this is the rhyme of autumn.
Autumn rhyme essay 6Early in the morning, the autumn girl with the wind into the grass, flowers and grasses swaying with the wind, fluttering dance, the air, full of rich fragrance of flowers, this time the soil is not weak, so the flowers and grasses misery and with the fragrance of the soil, diffuse in the early morning of this pure world, refreshing, so that people feel refreshed.
There are all kinds of fruit trees in the orchard, you see, a few peach trees over there, the leaves are all down, bare; this side of a few longan trees, far from looking still green, get close to take a closer look, you can see that its leaves are already green with yellow; in the middle of the pomegranate trees, the leaves are still so green, so lush, the branch head is still hanging with a big pomegranate, it looks so "noble"; orchard around a lot of poplar trees, the leaves are a little yellow, but it is still standing straight and straight, like a brave warrior, defending the "motherland". In the wind of autumn, a piece of leaves like a telegram sent by the autumn girl, seems to be a warning to people that the cold winter is coming.
Mom's friend went to Hancheng, Shaanxi Province to watch the fragrant leaves, in the WeChat I saw the whole mountain almost became a sea of fire, mom told me that is the maple leaves, Beijing Xiangshan's red leaves are the most famous, I was curious to ask my mother: "Why the maple leaves in the fall will become red?" Mom and I together online access to information, only to know the maple leaves in the spring and summer rainy season leaves in the chlorophyll more, so the leaves show green, a fall, the leaves in the chlorophyll was a lot of destruction, most of the leaves in the lutein show, so the leaves are yellow. Maple leaves, on the other hand, have anthocyanins showing up, so they turn red. At night, I dreamed that I played in the maple forest, suddenly a red like agate maple leaves fell on my head, I bent down to pick up, long stared, too charming, can be said that the frost leaves are red than the February flowers ah!
Although autumn is not as vibrant as spring, but it brings us the autumn high, brings is fruitful, brings is the grain harvest, I love this colorful autumn!
Autumn Rhythm Essay 7Ancient people say, "A leaf falls to know the world's autumn." Indeed, when the first leaf floated down from the branch, autumn came to us quietly with a brisk pace.
Facing the cool autumn wind, our teacher led us to the famous Provincial Ploughing National Culture Park to enjoy the autumn and appreciate the elegance of autumn, the greatness of autumn and the beauty of autumn.
Entering the provincial cultivation park, the first thing that caught our eyes was the colorful autumn leaves. A red maple forest, from a distance like a pile of burning flames, take a closer look, and found that they are arranged so neatly, so hierarchical. Walking in the maple forest, there is really a kind of "stop sitting in the maple forest late, frost leaves red than February flowers" beauty it!
Autumn wind blowing up, naughty ginkgo biloba twisted body, open the gorgeous parachute jumped down from the tree, like a butterfly dancing in the air, but also like a small fan in the crazy spinning. And a slightly wild wind blew, the leaves fell to the ground rolled up, and then sprinkled into the sky, for us a spectacular "leaf rain", beautiful!
Come to the lake, the lake is crystal clear, in the sunlight like a beautiful sapphire. The sky above the lake also swept over one or two small birds, and occasionally fell to the water surface, playing happily with the clear and quiet lake.
The lake is a large chrysanthemums, different varieties, colorful, a thousand forms, some show their posture, like a graceful and generous dancers; some shyly hiding behind the leaves, like a shy, shy girl; some buds are ready to bloom, like a naive, ignorant little girl is slowly growing ... ...They are different colors, red like fire, pink as Xia, white like snow, yellow like gold, to bring a strong sense of autumn to this season, adding a beautiful scenery.
Autumn is a harvest season, is a beautiful season, is a colorful season, it brings us unlimited joy, but also adds a beautiful memory for us. I love the fall!
Autumn Rhythm Essay 8With the summer girl's reluctant steps, we ushered in the beautiful autumn, which is the season of melons and fruits.
As the saying goes, the autumn sky is always so blue, so high and so vast. The blue sky is like a huge sapphire; and like an endless ocean. The white clouds are sometimes like cotton candy, sometimes like a white dress worn by a fairy, sometimes like a little lamb, and sometimes like a delicious lollipop. When you look up, you will see a flock of geese in the shape of a zigzag, sometimes in the shape of a man.
In the orchard, there are all kinds of fruits everywhere, and the fruits are fragrant. Apples and big and red, like a little girl's face as red, and like a small ball as round; and small and purple grapes gathered together as if in a whisper, but also like to hold together to get warm; a duck pear is like a big and yellow gourd.
The field is like a golden sea, golden rice, a swing, as if in and farmers uncle wave it! Into the golden ocean as if swimming in the ocean, but also as if in the small fish with the hide-and-seek.
The campus is holding a sports meeting, students in accordance with the requirements, put on the school uniform, wear a good red scarf, held the opening ceremony. In the playground, the running game is being held, the athletes are ready, the sound of the gun, the athletes seem to fly out like bullets. The tug-of-war started, the players used all their strength to pull to their own side, one by one, their faces were red as if they were drunk. The cheerleaders were cheering, as if they were injecting strength into the athletes.
Autumn is a colorful season. At this time, the colorful autumn colors are dazzling and overwhelming.
Autumn Rhythm Essay 9Autumn has been praised since ancient times, many poets in the autumn rhyme, can not help but do a few poems. Looking at such a scene - the maple leaves falling, the autumn wind, who is not happy for this scene?
I love the fall. I love her gentle and wild wind through the hair, the wind left in the ears of the whispering. More y consider the multiple meanings that she represents, so that people are more progressive.
Since the beginning of fall, people have been greeted with a smile. Ah, yes, in the big furnace soaked three months, can finally be this refreshing autumn wind blowing away the smell of sweat and mixed heat trouble. Autumn is both the end of the year and a harbinger of the beauty of new beginnings. Osmanthus occasionally prevails on campus. In a hundred flowers, the leaves fall, it will be full of fragrant osmanthus flowers, osmanthus tree yesterday also sparse point of small osmanthus flowers, suddenly full of the whole tree, raised his neck, vigorously inhaling osmanthus flowers wafted in the oxygen fragrance, so cozy. When I went to school, I used to walk by the trees on both sides of the path, and I still can't name them. I can only see the slowly falling or red, or brilliant yellow leaves. Small steps of migration, the eyes were suddenly scattered down the `leaves attracted, another step ...... they fell one after another on the dirt ground. I stooped down and picked up the reddest leaf, and found that it was hard and cold, as if it still retained the hardness of its "youth". I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal on this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good deal on this.
Autumn is the cycle of new beginnings. Today's falling leaves represent tomorrow's growth, which is an intriguing metaphor for the middle of the period.
Spring is warm and sunny, but the germs are spreading unchecked, a disease is the whole season. Summer is prosperous and hearty and brisk, but it is too hot to bear easily. Autumn is both cool and fresh. Winter is cold and icy. It seems that autumn is a good choice, her rhyme is a kind of alternation between life and death, a hope ......
Autumn Rhyme Essay 10Once the season, some people prefer the beautiful flowers of spring, some people prefer the passion of the summer fire, and some people prefer the winter of the silver wrap. But I do not, only love the sky high clouds of autumn.
Whenever the fall comes, the whole forest will be different from the previous coat. The trees on the branches and leaves of the yellow yellow, red red, white white ...... an autumn wind blew, the leaves of the trees a piece of reluctance to let go of the hand, as if it was on the mother of the tree once nursed them unwilling to give up. Some of them rotate in the air to fly, some in the air diagonally floating to the ground, like a yellow butterfly, like a red bird, but also like a white elf? In the end, but also can not escape the "fall into the mud into dust" destiny, but it is this contains a hint of love and selfless curtain call, breeding the next year's new green and beautiful flowers and reds. This scene, can not help but call to mind that full of green leaves on the flower of the love of the poem - "the red is not a ruthless thing, into the spring mud more protective flowers".
If we are obsessed with the fall of the leaf, then we may miss the fruit of the harvest. Feel, the sky is as clean as sapphire, the sun is gentle and quiet over the earth, the autumn wind and slow and gentle kiss on our cheeks, nature after the fermentation of the aroma came to the face? In the fields, the waves of rice rolled, conveying the joy of the harvest. In the orchard, a red, round persimmons, just like a red lantern hanging over the treetops. Apple tree apples also red face, like a little girl, suddenly shy like. A bunch of ripe grapes hanging heavily in the branches, like a crystal clear pearl? These fresh fruits let people look can not help but want to flow lah, straight to salivate.
The water in the fall, especially for me. Mountain stream water, touch, cold through the heart. Listening to the ear, ding dong sound, no less than the sound of chimes. It is really "can be seen from afar and can not be desecrated play". River water, a late fall, the fog rose, the world a dense, like a dream, not a lot of fun.
Although in the ancient literati pen, the fall is full of sadness, but the Tang Dynasty poet Liu Yuxi has a poem: "a crane in the clear sky on the clouds, will lead to poetry to the blue sky." Autumn in my eyes, is so full of poetry!
Autumn Rhythm Essay 11I am a child of nature, with natural magic. I will grow up quietly, grow old quietly, and hide quietly, enjoying the golden world I created.
When I first arrived, I was so confused and young for a while that no one could see me. The high temperatures made me drowsy, and with a wave of my magic wand, a burst of coolness came over me, and I was comfortable. I tiptoed over to the tree girl and whispered, "I will turn your long hair into a dazzling golden color." But my magic was so weak that when I blew gently, my long hair was almost unchanged. I asked the wind doll to send me to a small village in the middle of nowhere. Here people were laboring hard in the fields. I resolved that when my magic was stronger, I would turn this into a golden rice field.
After a long time, I grew into a robust young man, my strength became greater, my magic stronger. My wishes, one after another, were realized. Now, the breeze is cool and refreshing. People changed into long sleeves and their moods followed. The tree girl's long hair turned dark yellow, the texture transformed, and the butterflies landed on it, turning it into a wonderful spot to hide and seek. Once again I asked the wind doll to give me a ride. This time the wind doll became heavy and wobbly, long gone was its former ease. When I reached the small village, I blew so hard that the rice gradually rose to a pale yellow color and was as tall as a five-year-old child. I wasn't satisfied, I just wanted to grow up faster.
Now I was a flowery old man, barely able to walk, and the magic was at its most powerful. The weather became cold at this time, and the tree girl's long hair turned golden yellow, and in a few places it actually took on a faint red color. The trees lost some of their leaves, but that didn't detract from its beauty, and the fallen leaves made a golden carpet. The wind dolls could no longer carry me, and it took me a long, long time to reach the small village. People were almost finished harvesting the paddy fields, and I lay down on what was left of them and fell asleep in a relaxed warmth ......
As soon as I woke up, my brother came. I realized that it was time for me to leave. I looked at the only remaining little traces of gold, and tears of love flowed from my eyes.
Goodbye, nature!
Autumn Rhythm Essay 12Autumn is one of the most sentimental times of the year for poets of all times. Because in the fall, the spring flowers have died, summer leaves have been withered, the rest is just a lifeless withered leaves, and it is difficult to bring up the interest of writing poetry. But there are poets who can feel the beauty of autumn.
"Since ancient times, autumn is sad and lonely, I say autumn is better than spring. A crane in the clear sky on the white clouds, will lead poetry to the blue sky." This is such a beautiful poem! At the beginning, it introduces "Autumn Day" is better than "Spring Day". Why? The cranes flying southward in a row are flying on the white clouds. How can such a poetic picture not arouse the poet's poetic feelings? The last line of the poem, "I will lead my poetic feelings to the blue sky", came into being. This poem is written in a strong and forceful way, changing the previous sad autumn style, the language is fresh, has always been one of my favorite poems. This is the literary charm of the fall.
Perhaps these ancient poems are too far away from us, then see the fall with your own eyes! Go out and see, everywhere is the scenery: the leaves of the trees are yellow, floating down, like millions of butterflies fluttering. These leaves fall on the ground, then formed a thick yellow carpet, seems to be the world all over the world are covered with a layer of such a gorgeous blanket, the small town dressed up more and more exquisite and beautiful; and then look at the chrysanthemums, are open sprinkled, can be really what Yuan Zhen said: "is not a flower in favor of chrysanthemums, this flower bloomed out even more flowers." Observe carefully, this chrysanthemum can be really proud, in the autumn wind layers of pressure, chrysanthemum seems weak, in fact, it is the hardest bone in the flower. Look, although he was blown around shaking, but it is still strong to stand there, not a flower down, looking at them that strong look, I think: here contains the strength of the fall!
Autumn, from not a lonesome season, it is actually very colorful, very poetic, its beauty is not like the spring as flamboyant, not like the summer so enthusiastic, not like winter so deep, its beauty is quiet, is to give you poetic, let's walk on the trail, quietly appreciate the beauty of autumn!
Autumn Rhyme Essay 13On the fall, think of most of them are: the autumn breeze, the mountains of red and yellow such words, but the Great Wenling is not, he does not compete with the group of gold in the fall.
On the "meaning", Wenling is naturally not as strong as the big city in the fall. But in terms of "rhyme", Wenling is also considered to be the only one side of the sky.
September Wenling remaining seven points of the summer wind, just into the three fall rhyme. If you talk about the "red and yellow mountains", it is already a winter thing.
No matter what else, the mountains in the fall are really beautiful.
At this moment, the mountain is still the same as in summer, the same lush trees, but the mountain opened a large cluster of large clusters of unknown yellow flowers, tied to the waist with the wind, dancing. In the afternoon, less than the summer poisonous and a few mild sunshine through the abundant, began to turn yellow leaves, sprinkled on the fragrant soft black soil. Leaves trembled, light also trembled, each beam of sunshine is the softness of autumn. If the weather is clear, the tip of the mountain has a misty "white", it is like the angel's neon dress, gently and quietly covered in the mountains, floating, thin as a cicada, and illusionary as a dream.
In September, the "leaves" seem to Wenling trees do not match, the ginkgo tree is the exception.
Walking through the ginkgo biloba, a ginkgo leaf is falling from my front. It is not like the book written, spinning wobbly fall, but turn over, turn over, turn over, like no control over the windmill, fast and not aesthetic. Perhaps it is also excited about the arrival of autumn. Into the ground, it turned into fertilizer, and fell into a cycle. This "not only beautiful" ginkgo biloba with their own to write a song belonging to the fall of the rhyme of life.
Although it is already in the fall, but we are still immersed in this "seven points of summer". Although we do not want to give up on summer, but also on the fall yearning, but we still frankly wait. The change of a season tells us the shift of time, we also have to praise the positive progress of the rhyme of autumn.
Dear September, if you let the fall forever this "seven points of summer, three points of autumn" posture, I will enjoy for you to compose a song of autumn hymn!
Autumn Rhyme Essay 14Autumn has the lovely spring, has the summer enthusiasm, has the winter charm. Autumn again with a light step, to us, to the earth sprinkled with a touch of cool, it attracts me, not only the joy of the harvest, but also that a piece of silent fall of the leaves.
I strolled along the river, looking for the gifts that autumn brings to the human world. The bamboo on both sides of the river bank looked so upright, standardized posture like a soldier, a kind of proudly stand out from my heart burst out of the feeling.
Suddenly, from the top of my head floated down a piece of ginkgo biloba, I looked up, the original green ginkgo biloba has changed into a yellow fall clothes. I can not help but pick up a piece of ginkgo biloba and scrutinize it. It looks like a small and delicate fan, gently fan, can bring a burst of coolness. If the fan handle up, and like a little girl wearing a skirt, long and thin petiole like a pigtail dragged behind, from the bottom to the top, only to see a more than a needle thin veins, along the main veins to the four sides of the unfolding. The edges of the leaves are uneven, like waves in the sea, wave after wave, giving people a soft feeling. At this time a breeze blew, the tree ginkgo biloba "rustle" sound, as if playing the music of autumn, cheering for the arrival of autumn. From time to time, there is a yellow-green fan from my eyes down, as butterflies like dancing, but also like larks fly lightly, performing fancy parachute.
I slowly walked forward, the leaves under the feet from time to time issued a crisp sound, thick leaves, step on the soft, comfortable. Just when I was intoxicated, a fiery red attracted me. When I got closer, it turned out to be a red maple. The red maple leaves seem to dye the sky red, like a colorful haze, really "frost leaves red than February flowers" ah! An autumn wind blew, palm-like maple leaves sang a song, as if in the fall applause.
Autumn, with the autumn leaves more beautiful. I love the fall, and I love the leaves in the fall even more.
Autumn Rhythm Essay 15Autumn is a fragrant season; autumn is also a season of harvest, autumn like a painter to a piece of also a season of harvest, autumn like a painter to a piece of green fields become golden, autumn like a flower girl to dress up the garden colorful, fragrant, autumn is also like a mother, in the orchard to give birth to a lovely, beautiful small The first thing you need to do is to get the best out of it.
Monday walked into the campus, a burst of flowers containing the smell of autumn to the face. I walked with the fragrance of flowers to the school garden, the garden, the yellow girl chrysanthemum also bud, the golden girl osmanthus bloomed. The garden was so beautiful, so vibrant, so mesmerizing. I have been immersed in this beautiful and vibrant garden. Forget about time, forget about worries, forget about all the things in this world. A minute and a second do not want to let go!
Into nature, the sun from the dense branches and leaves shot to the earth, the ground a mottled broken shadow, walking in the broken shadow, no longer have the summer heat, replaced by gentle sunlight, such as the mother's hand caressing my face, the sky is that, blue, so clean, so transparent. A few white clouds floating leisurely, as if a flock of sheep running in the grassland; more like a group of antelope in the play. This kind of beautiful scenery, people clap their hands ah!
The hills of rice is ripe, heavy ears, in a humble posture bent waist, red like fire sorghum swinging with the wind, such as the maiden, such as the general attitude, staged a one after another mesmerizing dance. Corn is not willing to lag behind, he smiled at us, they ferociously stepped on the rice, so that their original humble God please immediately love Ang, they jumped, fooled around and laughed, staged a wonderful dance ......
Autumn is serene and deep, autumn is sent with thoughts of autumn is full of wind and dew, the five flavors of the fall, fall is Deep, selfless, autumn through the frost condensed, in this season, everything has the feelings of autumn, the meaning of autumn.