Sentences about the beautiful scenery of the mountain village in autumn (selected 120 sentences)
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1. When the autumn wind blows, the leaves on the trees slowly fall to the ground like butterflies, covering the ground with a golden carpet.
2. The trees in the woods are so real! There are yellow leaves, red leaves, and green leaves. The trees are flying around in the air like butterflies flying in the air.
3. The autumn girl came to the park. She blew up the sweet-scented osmanthus and the autumn chrysanthemums. The fragrance of the sweet-scented osmanthus made passers-by stop and go back and forth. The beauty of the autumn chrysanthemums made everyone intoxicated.
4. The grass on the playground is no longer as green as in spring, but has turned yellow. I pull my head and look at it from a distance, but there is a unique beauty.
5. After the autumn rain, the fruits in the orchard are all wearing pearl necklaces. Shake the branches with your hands, and all the pearl necklaces fall down involuntarily.
6. The sunshine of golden autumn is warm and tranquil, the breeze of golden autumn is warm and gentle, the blue sky and white clouds of golden autumn are elegant, and the fields of golden autumn are golden all over.
7. On an autumn night, the sky is high and the dew is thick, and a crescent moon hangs quietly on the southwest horizon. The cold moonlight shone down on the earth, it was so dim, but the stars in the Milky Way became more and more brilliant.
8. The second half of the night after autumn. The moon has gone down, but the sun has not risen yet, leaving only a dark blue sky; except for the nocturnal things, everyone is asleep.
9. The beauty of autumn is mature - it is not as shy as spring, so open in summer, and introverted in winter.
10. As soon as I walked into the orchard, the aroma of fruit pulp floated in the wind, ah! So delicious! Look, the red persimmons, the yellow pears, and the green oranges are all ripe!
11. I like autumn and all the beautiful things in nature. I love life and I want my life to be as colorful and fruitful as autumn.
12. Autumn is colorful. Take a look, the fruits in that field have these colors: red, yellow, blue, green, green, orange, and purple. Like the colors of a rainbow.
13. Miss Qiu came to the orchard, and she blew on the apples, turning the apples into red, and hung them on the trees like little lanterns. She turned the pears into yellow
14. The maple forest covered the earth with a red carpet. When the autumn wind blew, the maple leaves made a rustling sound, as if they were applauding to celebrate the harvest. Look, those chrysanthemums, they are blooming so enthusiastically!
15. There are several plane trees on campus that have turned deep red. When the autumn wind blows, the fallen leaves are like butterflies, flying happily in the sky, changing their dance postures from time to time. .
16. In the golden autumn of October, the sparse leaves on the trees are as dry as dry tobacco leaves. Mother Earth's open and broad mind seems to be embracing a returning child. The fallen leaves return to Mother Earth's arms and sleep sweetly with the soil.
17. Autumn, the beautiful season, the harvest season, the golden season, is as desirable as the spring when the flowers are in full bloom, as passionate as the scorching summer, and as charming as the winter with the falling snow. .
18. The yellow rice ears have heavy heads hanging down, and the cotton bolls are like small trees, blooming like eggs. Ah, it's not a rice field, it's a sea of ??gold; it's not a cotton field, it's a world of silver.
19. In autumn, the leaves of the poplar trees turn yellow and hang on the trees like small yellow flowers; they fall in the air like yellow butterflies; they fall in the small river next to the tree. Like a golden boat.
20. In autumn, the bright red apples peel away the green leaves and look out; the dates like little red lanterns are hung all over the branches; the grapes like purple agate are hung in bunches under the grape trellis. It’s so charming. !
21. Walking into the fields is like being in a golden ocean. Under the sunlight, it sparkles, the sky and the earth merge into one, and everything is golden.
22. Autumn, isn’t it often said to be golden? Indeed, she has brought abundant fruits to nature and rewarded many creatures, including humans, with countless food to sustain their lives.
23. Autumn is here and the fruits are ripe. The yellow ones are pears, the red ones are apples, and the shiny ones are grapes. A gust of cool breeze blew, and Guoer nodded, exuding an alluring fragrance.
24. Some people say that autumn is a harvest season, so this autumn, what I harvest is helplessness and loneliness.
25. The autumn wind is tepid. Under the caress of the autumn wind, those golden colors quietly leave the branches of the trees, spinning a few times in the wind, saying goodbye to the years gently. Running towards the earth begins to breed another life.
26. The cool autumn wind blows the flowers, plants and trees, as if a tender mother is gently humming a lullaby to send her children into a sweet dreamland.
27. The autumn wind passed by, blowing the sad tunes of the ages, sweeping away the silence of those lonely people, longings like the sea rushing in the heart, and memories like knives carving fiercely on the heart.
28. The continuous autumn rain finally bids farewell to this northern countryside. The elderly can take a leisurely walk, the children can have fun playing in the wilds, and the people who have stayed at home for a long time finally breathe a sigh of relief and enjoy The gift of crisp autumn air, climbing high and looking far, shows off the elegance of many days.
29. Autumn is a nostalgic season. Many stories and people are connected inadvertently, and I miss you quietly. It seems that it is always in such an autumn when the coolness is getting deeper, I suddenly look back and realize that The road I have walked is so desolate. The romantic past is unbearable to look back on, and the years of hard work are still vivid in my mind.
30. Autumn is the season of harvest. The ears of wheat in the fields are swaying with plump figures and twisting in the wind. The fruits on the fruit trees are like brides to be married, fresh, pleasant and delicate. Desire dripping.
31. The joy of autumn flows in people’s hearts, and the golden color is their never-changing feelings.
32. The mountains in the distance and the crops nearby constitute the maturity and charm of autumn. The years are like flowing water at this moment, writing the indifferent time.
33. The colors of autumn follow the first green of spring and the green of summer, turning from dark green to light yellow. As far as the eye can see, life is full.
34. Sadness always floats down with the autumn wind and fallen leaves, and the promises and vows once made have become a bit bleak.
35. Autumn is here, and the poplar trees in the desert are covered with golden leaves, showing more and more the charm of autumn. The autumn rain is passing by, and the poplar leaves soaked in rain slowly turn into light yellow and deep yellow, and quickly Spreads throughout the tree.
36. The autumn grass has feelings but withers away; the yellow flowers have no intention and lead to the distant view of Nanshan. The streets intersect and the smoke curls up from the cooking pots, which is the endless poetry in autumn.
37. Because of the arrival of autumn, a kind of sadness fills the heart, which lingers, and the dust-covered memories are always clearly opened.
38. The sky in early autumn is blue, clear and bright, with no floating clouds. It is less bright and dazzling, but more leisurely and peaceful, not dazzling, not ostentatious, no longer. Ever-changing, no longer uncertain.
39. The sound, the song, the clear song, and the quiet sound of the pines and waves at night came faintly. Is it loneliness, depression, sadness, worry or nostalgia... I can't say it, but I let a few wisps of slightly chilly wind pass over my face, palms and body... What can it soothe?
40. On a sleepless autumn night, I walk alone in the forest and listen to the chirping of the cicada. Is it the desolation of autumn?
41. Autumn is here and the weather has become cold. I stood under the tree and looked at the falling leaves. Your shadow has always been in my mind. The happiness we had and the sorrow we had are now. , I don’t know how many springs, summers, autumns and winters have passed, and my thoughts about you are increasing day by day.
42. The autumn wind rustles, the leaves are scattered, and the desolation is everywhere. My heart is about to feel sad, and I suddenly find that autumn is a sad season...
43. The breeze cleanses your heart, and the sounds of nature stir your heartbeats. With a stream of flowing water and the harmonious sound of strings of silk and bamboo, you will know that it is time for you to see autumn.
44. It is another season of falling leaves. The leaves falling in the autumn wind are always full of sadness.
Is it true that when the leaves turn yellow and wither, they will fall down, and the sadness scattered on the ground looks so pale.
45. The dust of the years mixed with frost will also wither hope. Just like late autumn is approaching, the cold wind sweeps across the fallen leaves, and the prosperity suddenly becomes lonely.
46. Qiu, I left long ago. When the first snow is coming, autumn's life ends, because it is never so short. She left, taking nothing with her and leaving nothing behind.
47. High in the sky and earth, you stand on the horizon and enjoy the autumn.
48. The dusk in late autumn always comes quickly, before the water vapor evaporated by the sun on the mountains and fields has dissipated. The sun set into the Western Mountain.
49. The persimmons in the orchard are ripe and hanging on the branches, like small lanterns; the pomegranates are also ripe. Look, he is smiling at me with his mouth open, and he can’t even close his mouth. He closed his eyes, revealing his uneven teeth. This is the gift that Miss Qiu gave us!
50. Autumn is finally here. I grew up in the south and have an unusual love and attachment for the autumn in the south. In the south, summer is so long that autumn always arrives later than in the north. However, the difference between autumn and summer in the South is still obvious.
51. In autumn, most of the leaves gradually turn yellow, and some have withered. Only the maple leaves turn red, fiery red, adding a beautiful scenery to the autumn. It is really " Frost leaves are as red as February flowers” ??Ah!
52. The maple leaves are like fire, the yellow leaves are fluttering, and the fallen leaves are dancing like yellow butterflies. I reached out to catch a letter written by Miss Qiu, but I was distracted by the letter that could "fly". Dodged nimbly.
53. I am obsessed with autumn! Autumn is the colorful season, the harvest season, and the prosperous season.
54. The red leaves on thousands of trees become more and more red as autumn progresses. From a distance, they look like rolling flames.
55. When autumn comes on September 8th, all my flowers will be in full bloom; the fragrance will penetrate Chang'an, and the whole city will be filled with golden armor.
56. In autumn, the osmanthus flowers on the osmanthus trees are in bloom, allowing people from far away to smell the intoxicating fragrance.
57. In autumn, the grass sheds all its clothes and devotes them to the earth without hesitation, so that the earth can nourish all things more effectively.
58. Autumn, the harvest season, the golden season - as lovely as spring, as passionate as summer, and as charming as winter.
59. Autumn is always so sad. The green leaves that were filled with vitality yesterday suddenly turned yellow...
60. A few yellow leaves fell from the trees in the flower beds on campus, and people breathed in the air. Milky white heat condensed in the air.
61. Compared with the splendor of spring, the glitz of summer, and the silence of winter, Qiu is a middle-aged man who understands the harshness of the world and is not yet old.
62. The sandy hills are covered with dense thatch. It is early autumn, and the grass has lost its sharp edge and has begun to wither and turn yellow, making it appear softer and weaker in the wind.
63. Although autumn does not have white clothes like winter, its orange clothes are not bad! And it’s much warmer than that white dress in winter.
64. The fallen leaves began to hold the "Dancing Forest Conference". They wore bright yellow, dark red and lavender gauze clothes, spinning like dozens of butterflies, dancing gracefully.
65. Autumn is here, the sky is high and the clouds are clear. In the blue sky, wild geese fly to the south in groups. Sometimes they line up in the shape of "one", sometimes in the shape of "people".
66. In the park, there are clusters of flowers, white and red, large and small, and colorful. I leaned down and smelled the flowers, and a fresh fragrance immediately filled my heart and spleen.
67. A gust of autumn wind blew through the leaves, making a roar of laughter. Some of the leaves are like green thin needles, and some are like children's palms. Some leaves fell like dancing butterflies.
68. The sky became so quiet, high and blue. The white clouds look like a flock of sheep, and if you look closely, they look like marshmallows. The sky seemed to have been washed by the sea water, as light as a feather.
69. In autumn, what falls is loneliness. What falls is sadness. Autumn leaves represent irrevocable love.
Pieces are falling in front of you, just like happiness passing by bit by bit...
70. Autumn is really a beautiful and natural picture. The sun sets in the west, the autumn wind blows, the flute sounds, and the reed flowers fly. The lake is blue, the beach is quiet, the fruits are fragrant, and the bright moon is high.
71. No matter what kind of green plants are on the dirt roads in the fields, they will basically wither. Especially the grass, which is waiting for the coming of spring to add another green color to the world.
72. The blue sky. In late autumn, it is spotless and crystal clear. The rosy clouds are reflected on the clear Jialing River; the microwave of fish scales and the turquoise water of the river add to the color of the floating clouds, making it extraordinarily gorgeous.
73. Every autumn is the harvest season. In this season, in the fields, apples are ripe, grapes are ripe, corn is ripe, sorghum is red, and the heavy ears of rice bend down. , the corn smiled, and the soybeans cracked their mouths...
74. Autumn, although not as vibrant and colorful as spring when white flowers are in full bloom, is not as vibrant and colorful as summer when green trees are in full bloom, with numerous branches. Green leaves, but attractive and unique autumn colors and golden fruits attract people.
75. When the cool autumn wind gently caressed our faces, and the breeze splashed the paint it brought on the leaves, the leaf composer composed the beautiful "Autumn Rhythm" At that moment, I knew that autumn was coming.
76. In autumn, the leaves fall, the flowers wither, and the weather gradually gets cooler. In the autumn season, the children are very happy. They meet in the square, fly kites, pick up leaves and take a walk in the square. How happy they are.
77. You came quietly, bringing beautiful autumn scenery and abundant fruits. Listen, the gongs and drums are noisy, it is so lively, and the faces of people who have been busy for a year reveal their inner feelings. Overwhelming joy: "Another good harvest year has come."
78. The rice is ripe and golden, as if someone had laid a thick layer of gold on the ground. The autumn waves shook the rice, making the heavy ears of rice fluctuate rhythmically, as if the golden mountain was landslide. The sound of wind and rice waves is like a moving piece of music.
79. Autumn has come quietly, coming to the fields, to the streams, to the mountains, and putting on the earth charming autumn clothes. I walked into the park, and when the autumn wind blew, the red leaves all over the ground seemed to be filled with morning glow. It was really beautiful.
80. Autumn is lonely, it is the season to forget your worries, autumn is noble, it is the season to express your sorrow, autumn is romantic, the heavy fruit is fragrant everywhere, autumn is bleak, deep in my heart There is always a hint of melancholy and a touch of sadness...
81. Autumn is the season when crops mature, and it is also the favorite season of the farmer uncle. The sorghum blushed, the corn grinned, the yellow corn kernels looked like golden beans, the millet smiled and bent over, bowing to us, the soybeans were blown by the wind and made a sound.
82. Turn over a page of smooth and lingering piano music, the flying red leaves dance under the vast and distant blue sky, the autumn cicadas sing softly by the graceful river, the moonlight stirs the sparkling water surface, the autumn water Telling people the fate of the past and present lives in the star-studded night...
83. Autumn is the harvest season again. The golden rice fields are overflowing with the romance of autumn thoughts, and the rustling autumn wind washes away the stagnation in the chest. , people feel refreshed, the food comes into the warehouse and the fruits and melons are fragrant, and the ideal warehouse is quietly filling up. The red fruit is so ripe and plump that it makes people’s hearts beat.
84. Walking into the field and looking around, under the blue sky, the yellow rice is like a floor of gold, looking like a golden ocean. The farmer uncle is enjoying the joy of the harvest. A breeze blows, and the rice rises and falls, swaying with the wind, like waves in the sea.
85. There is a pond next to the rice field. There is a plane tree on the edge of the pond. Pieces of yellow leaves fell from the trees. Some fell into the water, and the small fish swam over and hid underneath, using them as umbrellas. Some fell on the shore, and the ants climbed up and ran back and forth, using it as a sports ground.
86. I love autumn, and its fragrance spreads everywhere. The sweet-scented osmanthus tree is in bloom, and the branches are full of fragrant sweet-scented osmanthus flowers, each of which is small and exquisite. The chrysanthemum is not to be outdone, blooming colorful flowers. How many petals are there on the flower? No one knows, not even autumn.
87. Some people like spring because of its colorful colors, like summer because of its beauty and vitality, like winter because of its ice and snow, and I like autumn because of its abundant fruits and harvest. The joy of autumn, I like autumn, and the fields of autumn!
88. Autumn is like a fairy in a golden dress. She brushes away the heat of the sun with her fluttering sleeves and spreads brightness and refreshment to the earth. The cool breeze is blowing, autumn is here. The mountains are red and the maple leaves are like boats. Look at the clusters of maple leaves hanging all over the tree and covering the ground.
89. There is a row of green grass on the side of the road in front of my house, which is not that eye-catching. They are enjoying the gentle kiss of rain and dew and the gentle breeze. In this grassland kingdom, everything seems so quiet and peaceful, and the grasses fall asleep in this warm morning.
90. Autumn is the season of sowing, autumn is the season of sadness, and autumn is also the season of maples. Autumn maples are so sad. The maple leaves are so sad! The autumn wind blew and took away the leaves! The unwilling departure of each leaf cannot be exchanged for Feng's recovery. Feng does not want to but has no choice but to recover...
91. On autumn nights, the dark sky is always dotted with stars, and the sky is bright The spoon-like Big Dipper and the bright North Star hang in the sky forever, pointing out the direction for the tourists returning home. The silver disk-like moon emits bright moonlight, mysterious and beautiful, shrouding the quiet night.
92. Autumn is here, and the sky is bluer, purer, and clearer. The sun is so bright and softer. The clouds are so flawless, giving people a sense of exquisiteness and clarity. Seeing this clear autumn, my mood becomes more comfortable. The autumn wind has become cooler, giving me a refreshing and comfortable feeling.
93. Look at the rice fields here, the golden rice is ripe, the rice stalks are bent under the weight of the heavy rice, and a gust of wind blows, setting off layers of rice waves. The wave in front did not go far, and the rice wave behind caught up with it again. The latter wave caught up with the previous wave, layer after layer, and finally connected into one piece. How beautiful it was!
94. The beautiful purple wisteria has withered, and it can no longer add color to the campus, but it is very smart. It has given this important task to the newly grown Phalaenopsis. In this way, spring and summer are Wisteria adds color to the school, and Phalaenopsis adds color to the school in autumn and winter. In this way, the campus will be beautiful all year round.
95. It is another autumn with fallen leaves, and the incomplete memories are like nightingales, traveling through the dark and lonely night, drowning the sadness in old tears. The dead leaves are getting more and more yellow, and the wind takes the trouble to blow down the sad "butterflies". The "butterflies" take away the sweetness and bitterness one after another...
96. When the weather slowly gets colder The earth gradually became stiff, and when the once green and vigorous figure slowly turned old and yellow in the howling autumn wind, he supported the haggardness with tenacity, and resisted the invasion of wind and frost with righteousness; when the color of everything gradually faded and life gradually became depressed, he Showing the tenacity of life to the earth.
97. The autumn sunshine is as transparent and clear as crystal, flowing brightly between the sky and the earth, flowing through the clear veins of various yellow and red leaves, and swirling in the sweet dimples of the girl. , playing beautiful folk songs on every flying hair, adding a warm flavor to every land and everything.
98. After one or two nights, the autumn frost covered the valley under the moonlight, and then retreated to the mountains in the north to stop for a while, so that the golden early autumn could gently caress the earth. A slight scent of anise filled the sky. And the fragrant smell of golden chrysanthemums. The mist was billowing, broken by the September moonlight, revealing a blue sky.
99. Autumn has come with the sound of falling leaves, and the morning is as fresh as dew. The sky emits a soft light, clear and ethereal, which makes people want to hear the song of a skylark flying high, just like looking at the blue sea and thinking of seeing a piece of white sail. The setting sun is the wings of time. When it flies away, it spreads out brilliantly for a moment. So dusk.
100. Sometimes the trees on campus sway with the wind; sometimes they stand still; sometimes a few poor leaves fall from the branches. However, these do not affect the charm of green trees in late autumn. The flowers on campus are still open, and the bees are still busy collecting nectar. There are many bees flying around the flowers, looking for which one is better.
101. When I came to the field, I saw that the rice was changed into golden clothes. The roads in the field were full of cars and people. There are those who transport corn, those who pull sorghum, and those who load beans. Grain trucks are full of joy of harvest. In the vegetable garden, the most eye-catching thing is the Chinese cabbage, which grows so plumply.
102. Then, I came to the playground again. I lay on the autumn grass and looked up at the sky. The sky seemed extremely high. How else could I say "the autumn air is refreshing"! The grasses caressed my arms and my face. While we recited autumn poems: "Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times, I say autumn is better than spring." while enjoying the comfortable and cool feeling of the grass caressing us.
103. I love autumn and the woods in autumn. Standing in the woods, Miss Qiu sent a burst of autumn, as if it sent her a piece of affection. Being in the forest, I felt that I suddenly became very small, but in front of me was a huge creature. Sometimes they were silent, sometimes they let out terrifying roars. The mixture of sounds from the trees was truly terrifying.
104. Autumn is the harvest season, also known as wheat autumn. The crisp air of autumn is completely different from the sweltering heat of summer. When writing about autumn, you can write about autumn harvest, the intensity of autumn sunshine, the length of sunshine time, direct or oblique sunlight, the characteristics of autumn colors, autumn wind and autumn rain, etc. Depending on the temperature, autumn can be divided into early autumn, mid-autumn and late autumn.
105. Look over there, it seems like the white clouds in the sky are falling on the ground, oh, that’s the cotton field. I walked closer to take a look and saw that some cottons were fully open, revealing the snow-white cotton wadding; some were still peach bones, which looked so swollen that they were about to burst; some were budding, like a shy girl. has been reluctant to show up. The farmer uncles all tied a cotton bag around their waists and were busy collecting flowers while chatting.
106. At the end of the woods, the scene of a rich harvest in the distance jumped into my eyes. In the field, the rice is golden, as if the ground is covered with gold ingots. The rice has been bent by the crown above its head, but it is not satisfied with the current situation and continues to grow. It seems that they are going to create the Guinness World. The record! With a happy smile on his face, when the wind blew, he waved to us and invited me to take a look at his place of stay.
107. In the fields, the rice waves are rolling, the fragrance is fragrant, the cotton peaches are blooming, and there is a sea of ??silver. Daozi knew that Miss Qiu had come to the field, so he bent down politely to greet his long-lost good friend Miss Qiu; Sorghum had always been afraid of meeting strangers, but when he saw Miss Qiu, his face turned red with embarrassment; Soybean Maybe he was excited, so he burst into laughter; when Corn saw Miss Qiu, she specially changed it into a bunch of golden tassels, grinned, showing a mouth full of white teeth
108. In the orchard, there were lots of fruits. Grapes are hanging in bunches under the green leaves, red, purple, dark red, light green... colorful and extremely beautiful. The apple showed its red cheeks, as if smiling and asking people to come and pick it! The persimmon tree is full of red persimmons, like little orange lanterns shining brightly. The pear trees are covered with large yellow pears, which are fragrant and sweet, like cute little gourds.
109. Autumn comes quietly, beyond the steps of light, and there is hope and joy of harvest. Rice is ripe. The river water of the golden rice fields, full of rice and bearing, is the dream of farmers all year round.
110. In the field, the tall sorghum bent over like girls. Each corn is like a torch, so beautiful!
111. I like the feeling of the autumn wind blowing on my face: the autumn wind brings coolness and drives away the heat of summer; the autumn wind brings fallen leaves and brings a bleak season.
112. The sparkling rice in the rice fields is like golden waves opened by the autumn wind, and the green plants and even the birds are sparkling in the dewdrops.
113. Look at the farmer uncles on the threshing floor, using their hard-working hands to transport cotton, wheat, soybeans and corn to the east, west, north and south of the motherland, letting people everywhere know the joy of the countryside.
114. There are golden rice and purple eggplants in the autumn fields, and red apples and yellow pears in the orchard.
115. The farmer uncles looked at the fruits in the garden, and their faces blossomed with joy. They carried baskets and came to the orchard with joy. They climbed up the trees dexterously and picked fruits. While singing the song of harvest.
116. Autumn is here and the crops are ripe. In the field, there is a piece of golden rice that bends heavily, each crystal grape is like a purple crystal hanging on the tree, and the yellow sorghum is piled up like a small hill.
117. The countryside is no exception. The sorghum is hanging down from its waist, as if it wants to kiss the earth. In the wheat field, the ears of wheat are full and golden. When the wind blows, the wheat waves roll, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
118. Autumn is the harvest season. I can’t help but think of the big golden pear at home. I really want to hold it and take a bite, and the sweet juice will flow into your heart. Ah, autumn is yellow!
119. Looking around, which farmhouse doesn’t have a few trees planted in front of and behind the house. In autumn, the persimmons on the branches are so clear that from a distance, they look like red lanterns hanging on the trees.
120. The river in autumn provides a good place for animals to live. The petals fall down and look like umbrellas for the animals. The leaves in the river are like a place for ducks to rest in the sun. ;