1. In autumn, fallen leaves fall from trees, spinning lightly like dancing butterflies, dancing fans and dancing dancers.
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, large and small, with red begonia pressing the branches.
Autumn is coming, and leaves fall slowly from the tree like yellow butterflies.
In autumn, leaves fall slowly from the branches like butterflies.
In autumn, leaves fly down from trees like lovely birds.
Sentences describing fallen leaves in autumn:
1, the fallen leaves in late autumn are as beautiful as bright stars!
The fallen leaves jump down from the tree like dancers. How beautiful!
The fallen leaves are like golden snowflakes, flying in the sky, which is beautiful.
The autumn wind is coming, and the fallen leaves are dancing like beautiful fairies. It's beautiful.
5. The fallen leaves are like falling clouds, so beautiful!
6. Fallen leaves are as beautiful as butterflies.
7. Fallen leaves are as beautiful as gold.
8. The fallen leaves are as beautiful as a dead butterfly.
9. Autumn leaves dance in the air like a red little girl. How beautiful!
10, autumn leaves are flying like feathers, beautiful!
1 1, the fallen leaves are flying in the air like happy elves, which is beautiful!
12, the fallen leaves are like a yellow butterfly, which is beautiful.
13, the fallen leaves dance like fairies. It's really beautiful!
14, fallen leaves float to the invisible world and return to silence. Nothing can save a fallen leaf and make it return to the branches and remain fresh. This is a passage, a natural process. It will eventually go deep into the soil, turn into silt and nourish another new life, which is its own continuation and transcendence, and it is also the eternity of the beautiful moment of fallen leaves.
15, the autumn wind swept and the leaves fell one after another. Some dance like butterflies, some spread their wings like orioles, and some spin lightly like dancers.