Article 1: Diary of the arrival of autumn
Autumn has come quietly, we hear your beautiful voice and see your colorful colors.
When autumn comes to the forest, Sister Maple Tree is taking off her green clothes and putting on a red coat. "Swish, swish", who is talking? It turned out that a few maple leaves fell down, like big red butterflies, dancing gracefully.
Autumn comes to the flower bed, and the chrysanthemum fairy wakes up. She is showing off her colorful clothes, purple, light yellow, and snow-white "rustling, rustling". Who is singing this? Oh, it turns out that the chrysanthemum fairy is singing to tell us that autumn is coming, autumn is coming.
Listening to the song of the Chrysanthemum Fairy, Aunt Apple, Uncle Pineapple, and even Sister Orange suddenly had smiles on their faces, exuding an alluring fragrance, attracting children to pick them.
However, the busiest ones are the little animals in autumn. The little ants are like little soldiers carrying big and delicious food, standing in a long line, shouting the command "one, two, one, two" and preparing to return to the nest! At this time, the little squirrel was collecting food, holding pine cones, and waddling on the branches. It was really fun.
Part Two: Diary of Autumn’s Arrival
Autumn is here, autumn is here, the grass is covered with golden clothes, and the swallows and geese fly south in line. . Children can’t wait to come to nature to find the beautiful autumn.
The children came to the orchard, which was a lively scene. The apple is wearing red clothes; the banana is yellow and curved, just like a crescent moon. As for the grapes, there are green ones, red ones, as well as round and long ones! The persimmon trees are fiery red, which is much prettier than the maple leaves!
The children came to the field. In the field, there were endless golden millets, snow-white cotton that looked like white clouds falling from the sky to the world, and the blushing sorghum. Hold your waist, as if to thank Mother Earth. What a harvest scene! That was watered by the farmer uncle's sweat.
They walked into the garden. There were colorful flowers in the garden: pale red roses, pure white roses, red bougainvillea and chrysanthemums. At this time, they were the protagonists of the garden, with clumps and pots. A pot of chrysanthemums dresses itself up like a noble attending the palace. Look, isn’t the white one the holy Snow White? Are the orange ones those of British gentlemen in costumes? Isn’t that golden one a beautiful French girl?
Autumn is so beautiful, I like autumn!
Part 3: Diary of the arrival of autumn
Quietly, quietly, Miss Autumn came to us with brisk steps. Autumn is really a beautiful and happy season, let us enter autumn together!
My friends and I went to Baisha Park for an autumn outing. The ginkgo trees in the park slowly took off their green coat. Some of the leaves are yellow, and some are half yellow and half green. The leaves are like small fans, fanning away the heat of summer. The leaves of the maple trees are all red and look like stamps. The autumn wind blows with the coolness of autumn. A gust of wind blew, and the leaves fell down, like beautiful butterflies dancing.
The chrysanthemums are in full bloom happily, some are like the sun, golden; some are like snowballs, round; and some are like smiling faces, colorful, they smile and show their beauty to nature. . The sweet-scented osmanthus is also blooming, and the fragrance is fragrant. When a gust of wind blows, the sweet-scented osmanthus falls from the tree, as if there is a sweet-scented osmanthus snow, which is extremely beautiful.
We painted autumn in the park, played games, had picnics together, and shared delicious food. The park was filled with our laughter. Autumn is so beautiful!
Part 4: Diary of the arrival of autumn
Miss Xia gradually left, and Miss Autumn came quietly. She grabbed a handful of fragrance and quietly erased the footprints of summer. .
The autumn sky is endless and blue. Looking up at the sky, you can see the endless blue sky, like a huge sapphire, stretching thousands of miles. Especially after it rains, the sky is even bluer, like a freshly washed plate.
Although there are not as many flowers in the autumn garden as in spring, there are still chrysanthemums in full bloom. Some are orange and look like little golden suns from a distance; some are white and look like a A small snowball
The autumn fields are very lively. The mature corn wears a green coat, with long red hats on its head, and the mature sorghum blushes. A wine song brews autumn in the soul, like a flexible comb, combing the fields in order.
The orchard in autumn is full of fruits. There are red apples growing on the apple tree, and pomegranate seeds squeeze through the thick "doors" one by one, looking like little heads laughing! The oranges are ripe, like little lanterns hanging on the branches.
Autumn is the harvest season and a beautiful season. I love autumn!
Part 5: Diary of the arrival of autumn
Summer has gone quietly, and autumn has come with a happy expression. I cheered with joy!
One Sunday in autumn, I came to the main square from home for a run. When I arrived at the small park, I saw: Ah! So beautiful, the leaves turn yellow. It was like dancing when it fell down, returning to its own territory, as if it were covering the earth with a layer of carpet. Here was a layer of yellow carpet, and the butterflies were dancing, falling and flying, like a butterfly. A child running and cheering.
Suddenly a burst of fragrance blew over me. I followed the fragrance and saw a big tree covered with vines. The color was white. A breeze blew, and her faint fragrance spread again. To my nose, it smells so good!
A strange sound came to my ears: "Buzzing." It turned out to be bees picking flowers, and I saw beautiful flowers. There is also a bee on a red flower!
After seeing this, I couldn’t help but think of several idioms, such as crisp autumn air, spring orchid, autumn chrysanthemum, etc. I also saw pieces of red maple leaves. They are red in shape, like a big palm, But there are small words next to it, and I couldn't help but chant: "Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers." It's so beautiful here.
I like the cool breeze and crisp autumn air best, autumn!