In the study, work, life, we must inevitably come into contact with the composition of the bar.

In the study, work, life, we all inevitably have to come into contact with the essay, right, the essay must do to focus on the theme, around the same theme for in-depth elaboration, avoid East and West, the theme of lax or even no theme. There are many things to note in the essay, are you sure you can write it? The following is my help to organize the fourth grade fall essay 9, just for reference, we take a look at it.

Fourth grade fall essay Part 1

Autumn, with the joy of the harvest, stepping lightly, walking slowly. Although, it is not as blossoming as spring, but it is colorful and enchanting.

The sky in the fall is beautiful! A white cloud is like a fluffy cotton candy, slowly floating in the air. The blue sky seems to be a sapphire, emitting a glittering light. A row of geese flying through the sky, a row of "human" word, a row of "a" word, as if receiving the telegram of the autumn girl, flying south.

Autumn leaves, beautiful! In the woods, the green leaves turned yellow and red, some like a golden boat, floating into the water; some like a red stamp, floating to the ground; there are some lively leaves, dancing in the air.

The orchard in the fall is beautiful! Red persimmons like a small sun, lighting up every corner of the woods. Yellow pears like a shy little girl, in the autumn leaves cover, hide; pomegranates, apples are also scrambling to bloom the red smile.

Children in the fall, happy! They play together, picking apples, playing soccer, jumping rope ...... The most interesting is the autumn tour, the children play in the flying leaves, not to mention how happy it is!

Autumn is a wonderful season, I love autumn!

Autumn is a beautiful season, and I love it!

Autumn is like a painter, decorating the orchard with colorful colors. Apples, pears and oranges are all the colors of autumn. A burst of fruity aroma attracts many children's feet, making them linger and get intoxicated.

Autumn is like a magician, turning the fields into a golden sea. When you get closer, the rice grains look like warriors, lurking in the fields, waiting for the enemy to come.

Autumn like a hairdresser, wherever you go, the leaves like hair and have fallen, like a yellow butterfly dancing in the air, to the silent earth put on a golden suit, tell people that autumn is coming.

Autumn like a makeup artist, to the maple trees on both sides of the road put on a bright and colorful makeup. Fiery red rouge, orange-pink lipstick, goose-yellow eye shadow, deep green eyebrows, intertwined, like a passionate little girl. In the maple forest, the countless red leaves are like red butterflies perched on the branches. A gust of wind, a tree of leaves will dance with the wind, happily swinging the light posture, like a beautiful fairy in the air shaking the colorful brocade.

I was intoxicated in this charming autumn scenery, enjoying the footprints of autumn, and did not wake up for a long time.

Fourth grade autumn essay Part 3

The autumn girl quietly, smilingly, unknowingly, slowly came to the colorful earth; she had long golden hair floating on her head, wore sparkling hairpins, wore a colorful floor-trailing white saree, one hand with a small and nimble palette, one hand holding a magic wand, and came smilingly.

Autumn girl waved a palette, the earth was suddenly new, all the purple and red; autumn girl magic wand a little, a grass and trees immediately like in the magic changed a new kind of child. Flowers and grasses, changed; the sky became a clear blue sky.

The orchard, grass and its partners stand guard in groups. Today, the children are the happiest, most lively little angel, because - the children are about to go on an autumn tour! As soon as we arrived at the orchard, it was boiling, like a food market, boiling, people coming and going, lively!

Apple tree on the big apple, red, like a small red lantern, showing a bright smile, waving at us. The big grapefruit on the grapefruit tree bent the tree. The big trees were like old men who bent their backs with a smile, lovely!

Some children carry a basket in one hand, one hand stretched out, tiptoe picking apples, the empty basket immediately became heavy. Some children pick up leaves as specimens, a large book was immediately filled to the brim, and some children pick up leaves as bookmarks ......

Although autumn is not as beautiful as the spring of the birds and flowers; although not as hot as the blazing sun of the summer; and not as fascinating as the snow-covered winter; but she has her own charm.

Fourth grade autumn essay Part 4

"Rustle, rustle, rustle ......" Along with the descent of the autumn rain, the autumn girl came on the wind, came to the creek, came to the field, came to my hometown.

In the mountains, in the fields, pick up a maple leaf, pick a wild chrysanthemum, may not be a fun.

Under the urging of the autumn wind, the trees have changed into charming autumn clothes, but the autumn wind but the maple tree dyed red, so that it is in the withered trees in the backdrop, appear particularly dazzling. After a yellow rice field, a red maple forest appeared. The old poem "stopping the car to love the maple forest in the evening, the frosty leaves are redder than the flowers in February" probably describes this mood. This is probably the mood of the poem!

In my hometown, wild chrysanthemums are everywhere. They can be seen on the mountains, in the woods, and even in the fields. White, yellow, red, colorful and graceful. At this time, most of the flowers have been adjusted to zero, but the chrysanthemums are not afraid of the cold, still like the pine and cypress standing in the wind and cold in the late fall. This spirit of "not competing with the flowers in the spring, only love autumn colors" is not just like the hometown of the working people of the kind and simple heart?

In the endless fields, the farmers are holding the sickle shuttle between the rice paddies, the golden wheat witnessed the farmers uncle harvest results. The straw swaying in the autumn wind seems to be announcing to us that this year will be another great harvest! Although the farmers are all exhausted and sweating, they have been smiling on their faces and are still working feverishly in the paddy fields. "Da da da, da da da ......" came a burst of threshing machine sound in the distance. Looking back, several threshing machines were threshing, and golden grains kept flowing out from the bottom of the machine. All of a sudden, the sound of scythes cutting rice, the sound of threshing machines beating grain and the happy laughter of farmers [source] rise and fall, converging into a symphony of agricultural harvest. Farmers will put the grain on the sun field, look around, presented in front of the eyes is a mountain of rice, which can be their year of labor sweat heh, as the saying goes, "a point of cultivation, a point of harvest.

Next to the rice paddies is the orchard, which is planted with many fruit trees. There are tall pomelo trees, pomelo tree leaves are full of thorns. Looking up at the top of the tree, there are dozens of large and yellow pomelo growing densely. There are also several small orange trees, a small orange like shy, all hiding behind the leaves. There is also a row of peach trees, a hairy peach so red that people have to go forward to take a bite. An autumn wind blew by, tantalizing aroma of the nose.

I love the autumn in my hometown, and I love my relatives who dress up this charming scenery even more!

I love my hometown in the fall, and I love to dress up my relatives in this charming scenery. The robin is also out of sight from the dense bushes.

This morning, I walked on the way to school, I feel a cold air penetrated my whole body, my eyes like a layer of gauze, everything becomes blurred, I know, the autumn girl sent us the autumn fog.

Daudi sound, I was startled, east look, west look, but nothing to see. A moment later, the front will drive a car, it flew from my side flashed, I looked forward, ah! Ahead of the white blanket, out of sight, and can only see people within one meter.

The fog filled the air, delayed to see it recede, from the classroom window to look out the front, always feel that there is a kind of mystery not to know the true face of Mount Lushan. Then look at our campus, covered by fog, looks hazy, as if everything is so unclear.

It was noon, the fog like a naughty child, gradually convergence of some of the fog thinned out, and everything revealed the original face. But the fog still did not recede. At night, the streetlights are on, I walk on the road, inadvertently looked up, the streetlights are on, but how to look at this streetlight is not like a streetlight ah! How come there is only one yellowish light on the streetlight today? Probably the reason for the fog, I continue to walk forward, then the fog has become thicker, gradually, the fog is getting bigger and bigger, I feel the fog like a gust of breeze across my face, a cold sense of stabbing in the face, can be cool it!

At this time, the fog and quietly retreat, the air also with the departure of the fog and become more refreshing, invigorating.

The fog in the fall is so beautiful! I love the fall, and I love the fog in the fall even more.

Fourth Grade Autumn Essay Part 6

All seasons of the year are very beautiful, and now autumn has just come to us. Let me tell you about it! The fields are beautiful in the fall. A fat cotton peach spit out a mass of snow-white cotton wool, like duck down as soft; heavy grain ears frequently nodded, grain full of sorghum red face ...... everywhere is a harvest scene.

The woods in the fall are also beautiful. The leaves on the trees are yellow, the cool autumn wind blows, will flutter down, like fluttering butterflies, and like a parachutist. If you walk in the red maple forest, like into the red sea of yellow macro, orange, crimson, dark red, and translucent pink, it is a wonderful painting.

The orchard in the fall is even more beautiful. Red-colored apples bent the branches, from a distance, like a small lantern, how beautiful! A bunch of purple, green grapes hanging on the shelf, purple as lilac, green as emerald, big and round, like a string of crystal balls, big pearls, make people salivate.

Do you see that I wrote the composition like "Autumn is coming", is not autumn very beautiful?

Fourth Grade Autumn Essay Part 7

I love the red maple leaves, the colorful chrysanthemums, and the fruits hanging on the branches in autumn, but my favorite is the ginkgo biloba.

I looked up, the blue sky is like a bay of blue water, white clouds like fairies white dress. Ginkgo trees like a valiant warrior standing straight on both sides of the road, the leaves of the ginkgo tree are green, some with a golden edge, like a little girl's skirt lace, and there has been all yellow like gold coins. The wind blew and made a wonderful sound, as if someone was playing the piano in the sky, and as if the leaves were singing in a chorus. Ginkgo tree on the `leaves crowded like in hide-and-seek, but also like the ginkgo biloba also feel cold want to put into the arms of other ginkgo biloba.

A gust of wind blew, a leaf in the sky dancing, like in the ballet, dancing and singing, but also like in the square dancing. Some of the ginkgo biloba fly high, as if showing off their yellow clothes, some flying low as if very shy, and some hovering in the sky, turning around, as if in a waltz. Some of them flew to the bench as if they were going to rest their feet, some flew to the grass as if they were tired of flying to sleep, and some flew to the soccer field as if they were watching the game.

I looked down and saw a golden piece of the ground like a layer of golden coat to the earth, stepped on the crunching sound like someone eating potato chips. I picked up a piece of ginkgo biloba, petiole long thin like a toothpick, leaves like a small fan with a beautiful lace, leaves behind the leaf veins Qiqi, I smelled like a fragrant tea flavor, I wondered if the tea is not made with it? I also touched the front of the leaf smooth, and then touch the back is very rough!

I love ginkgo biloba because it fills me with countless fantasies!

I love ginkgo biloba because it fills me with countless fantasies! But I was in Guangzhou, but I could not find the autumn girl. In order to find her, I spent a few days of effort, and finally found the footprints of autumn: autumn, the most obvious is the falling leaves, but in addition to four or five small and yellowed leaves, many tree leaves are no longer the summer of the tender green, they become dark green, the leaves look like the "old" a lot of, the two sides of the middle of the roll up, and no longer smooth, wrinkled, like They are no longer smooth and wrinkled, like the face of an eighty-year-old grandfather. But the mango tree leaves are very colorful, there are dark green, emerald green, dark green, and red ...... colorful colors overlapping, the tree seems to wear beautiful new clothes. Grandpa's house has a pot of orchids, spring, it is arrogant, as if they feel that they are the most beautiful flowers, who do not know it is "plum orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum" in the two gentlemen it?

But now, in the face of the full-fledged chrysanthemum, the orchid put away its pride, on the sidelines of the silent watch. The neighbor's house has a small piece of land, the ground is full of peppers, eggplants and corn. It was harvest time, and they were full of fruit: the peppers were so red, like a flame; the eggplants were so purple and fresh, curved like a purple knife; the corn was so yellow and plump, like a golden stick. Standing on the playground of the campus, the cool autumn wind is welcoming and invigorating. Facing the autumn wind, the five-star red flag flies high, like saying to us, "Autumn is coming!" The big trees beside us fluttering in the wind also seem to say, "Autumn is coming, autumn is coming!" As the saying goes, "When the autumn wind rises, three snakes get fat." Snakes, we can't eat la, but the delicious crabs, you want to not eat it is difficult! Now, the crabs are so fat that they walk sideways, and the fish are so fat that they swim in piles.

Fourth grade autumn essay Part 9

In the four seasons of my hometown, my favorite is the autumn, every autumn will bring me endless reverie, and the love of this piece of land in my hometown....... Looking up at the sky, the sky has a variety of white clouds, some are like lambs, some are like cheetahs, and some are like puppies. The color of the sky is light blue, like being washed with blue ink, that color is very bright. Mountains around the reservoir is really beautiful, autumn to the leaves put on a colorful coat, there are golden, apricot yellow, fire red, purple red, emerald green ......, really a veritable five flowers mountain.

Walking in the soft mountain paths paved by the fallen leaves, like stepping on the carpet as comfortable. I think the small snails living in the leaves should also be ready to hibernate! The water in the reservoir is already chilly, and it's a bit harsh to put your hand into it. The small fish that played in the water in the summer can't be seen, probably because the water is too cold for them! But it is still flowing happily, because wait some more days, they will be dormant.

Autumn, the most reminiscent of the fall. A field of crops. Corn wearing golden armor. Grinning as if to scream. There were also people in the fields, driving cars, carrying the harvested grain back to the granary. I love the fall in my hometown! I love my hometown!