In study, work and life, everyone has tried to write essays, right? Essay writing is a verbal activity that is highly comprehensive and creative. So the question is, how exactly should you write an excellent essay? The following is my carefully organized autumn excellent essay, welcome to read and collect.
Autumn excellent essay 1Friday night, I saw many photos of ginkgo on the Internet, very beautiful, so Saturday afternoon I picked up the camera, put on roller skates, and went to the Electronic Science and Technology University with my parents to enjoy the ginkgo.
Into the gate of the University of Electronic Science and Technology, I saw a row of upright ginkgo trees towering at the roadside, some of them are like Christmas trees full of gold coins, and some of them are like fortune trees full of kumquats. Ginkgo tree leaves are golden yellow, like a beautiful yellow butterfly, while some ginkgo leaves are golden and green half; in the fall of the golden ginkgo leaves under the backdrop, the ground as if full of gold armor, far away from the view, like a thick and colorful painting.
We came to the most concentrated ginkgo trees on a road, where attracted many people like us to watch the fall ginkgo. Constantly changing POSE people, want to put the beautiful ginkgo and their own face into the memory of the camera, photographers are busy, shooting the look is more varied, some people from the heights down to the photo, some people lying on the ground from the bottom up to the photo, some people squatting horse stance photo.
I also learn their appearance to mom and dad, when the sun through the layer of golden ginkgo biloba, actually let me in this cold day, the sun out of the warm feeling.
I also used the camera to leave this beautiful golden fall imprint.
Autumn Excellent Essay 2Autumn, whether it is the geographical season, or the passing years in the history books, or the versatile imagery in the poems and songs, it seems to have long been condensed in our - the Chinese soul. Since ancient times, autumn has inevitably seemed a bit forlorn, and therefore, mostly dominated by sadness and maturity.
The sadness of autumn is a never-ending, never-failing theme in poetry. After all, there are few heroic people in ancient times, and most people are caught in the quagmire of autumn sadness and loneliness. In literature, grief is linked to the fall of all things gone. If this is true of poetry, it is even more true of all things that are the subject of the poem. Historians often use "Spring and Autumn" to represent the years, as if Spring leads Autumn in a subtle unity and subtle opposition. Spring is the season of growth for all things, while autumn is the season of dying. Perhaps inadvertently, the yellow grass has climbed up the spine of the earth; the evergreen green seems to be isolated and independent; the roadside is no longer an oil painting decorated with flowers, but an abstractionist splash. Unconsciously, it is already the rainy season, hot and cold start a lingering, but finally subside, subside to the cold dominated. Looking around, when the short summer of the wonderful colorful and passed away, the fall of the dying, dragging the cold skirt, the king.
But the fall is also finally a relief, in this season we often have harvest. The Shuo Wen Jie Zi" recorded: "Autumn, the grain is also ripe." The word "autumn" originally comes from the harvest in productive life. Nature, with its magical power, allows everything to blossom in another form in the silence of extinction. As a human being, "learn from nature", perhaps the autumn is a perfect time to organize themselves, sum up themselves, accumulate themselves. The ultimate not to miss the fall, in which to find a different meaning.
Autumn, no matter whether it is sad or harvest, people as a long as all living things, but also inevitably in which there are some feelings, some cultivation. The scenery is emotionless, but the love of my life.
Autumn excellent essay 3The day is very perverse, the desire of the white clouds, but can not call back the warmth of the autumn sun.
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The weather is slightly cool.
The maple leaves scattered with the wind, coloring the entire ancient road red.
As the sun set, the maple leaves on both sides of the road quieted down, as if they were all waiting for the night to come. The night gradually drooped down, and the fragmented stars were lining up for the arrival of the moon. And I, too, am waiting for this round of bright moon on the stone pier next to the tree.
After a long time, the moon finally came up.
As the moon hung in the sky, it was so thin that it hurt my heart, and as I looked at it, my thoughts began to drift away. A fluffy touch bloomed on my cheeks, and then a second flake, and then a third, finally brought me back to my senses, and I realized that the sky was filled with snow.
Snow slowly drifting, there is no trend of gradual increase, not slow, as if to smooth out the worries of the human heart and impatience in general, fluffy snowflakes drifting down on the face, instantly melted into a puddle of droplets, along the cheeks of the slow sliding down, fell in the palm of the hand, but also from which you can clearly see that the string moon hanging in mid-air, in the water shaking, very much to the love of the people. And under the moonlight, the snow fell even more fantastically. A piece of snowflakes seem to be stained with the silver of the moonlight, the edge also began to glitter. It was like falling into a fascinating fantasy world, making me feel so unreal, but was pulled back to reality by the sound of the maple leaves, and I stared blankly at this vision.
The snow stopped at some point, and a small puddle on the side of the road reflected the shadow of the maple tree, and from time to time also drifted into a few pieces of maple leaves, creating a ripple. Tree crevice also leaked one or two points of street light, listless, is thirsty for sleeper's eyes, quietly wishing for that little wish.
Autumn excellent essay 4Early in the morning, when the school door slowly opened the moment, waiting in front of the door of the students flocked in. The sound of carts and collision is endless, and the expression, is the same tiredness. I was in a hurry to do the same thing, hidden in the thousands of students.
After class, I was finally relieved to put my hands in my pockets, I walked to the playground for a walk. The end of class is doubly rushed, a group of three or five students, this time to go to the cafeteria to eat breakfast. "Click" a crunch from the soles of the feet, lift your feet to see, but it is a yellow leaf. This leaf is small, yellow and green, slightly brown edge, now, it has been stepped on the broken, but it is after all a fallen leaf, a call from the fall! Then look up, I realized, once upon a time, the leaves on the tree has been yellow a lot, the wind, also gradually cool. Originally did not notice anything I, in a moment of chills, a few silk autumn chill with the wind, through the thin clothes, suddenly bone. I squinted my eyes, carefully measured in this junior high school within the first fall.
The sun is no longer hot, now 'it, like a child, from time to time to hide in the clouds to play hide-and-seek, probably afraid of their mothers can not find themselves, a moment and then come out; and like a dexterous aunt, weaving a glittering golden veil, draped over the ground. Those who have not yet turned yellow green leaves, in this light reflection, also golden glitter up. Fountain in the water, rippling waves, like ten thousand gold carp swim, such as a thousand pounds of gold pouring, colorful. This layer of gold veil, also draped over the school building, immediately had a solemn feeling. The wind is gentle and quiet, slightly caressing, like the spring breeze, but cooler. It rolled up the leaves on the ground, swirling in the sunlight, such as wearing a golden veil of dancers, light spinning dance. Sunshine, autumn wind, leaves, plus leisurely people, is not a beautiful picture?
Pick up a piece of autumn leaves, so that the heart of the light sadness with the wind and scattered, autumn campus, such as poetry, such as painting, beauty.
Into the middle school, time always passes so quickly. The heat of summer has not yet faded, and the footsteps of fall have already come.
After lunch, I strolled on the only path back to the classroom from the cafeteria. On both sides of the road are some small shrubs clustered and formed a small bush. Occasionally, I saw a few small flowers with a little pink but white more obvious set between these small shrubs. This added a beautiful touch of color to the monotonous green, making it seem even more vibrant. Although they are still so common, mixed in so many grasses and trees do not attract much attention, but they still choose to be here quietly bloom that belongs to their own beauty.
At this time, the ear is ringing the music played by the school radio station.
Thoughts gradually turn, I do not have the heart to listen to appreciate the music of the radio station, just stop, quietly tilt his head to look at the sky that has just started to drizzle. It's just a few drops of rain. At this time, only to see that the usual light blue sky has become white, only occasionally see a few pieces of gray floating clouds in the air slowly moving. Looking into the distance, I saw a towering mountain peaks like black shadows and gray clouds mingled in this gray hazy rainy day. At this time, the peaks and the floating clouds appear to be exceptionally illusory, and in the end this phenomenon and the illusory overlap, so that one can not tell whether it is a mountain, a cloud, or neither. I was standing in the playground when I suddenly saw a flock of birds in human form crossing the air and flying into the distance, but I didn't know what kind of birds they were. Now I just clear my mind, and immediately thought: at this time of autumn, but the campus does not see a trace of autumn color, why is it? Then I looked to the four directions. The heart of a release, because of these evergreen trees it!
I silently thought ......
Autumn excellent essay 6The beauty of autumn is sensible. She is not as flowery as spring, not as aggressive as summer, and not as deep as winter.
Autumn is really a quiet season. She is like a vulgar girl, the blue sky in the fall is her deep and clear eyes, the light wind in the fall is her light breath. She is not flamboyant, but she passes by us in a low-key, wind-like manner. By the time you react, she is already laughing and dancing around you.
The leaves on the side of the road have changed their appearance, and the brilliant golden color makes people's eyes shine. In the wind, the tree full of leaves happily swinging the petite body, whispering in the breeze. The sky is pure and transparent, like an endless sea, and the clean clouds, as if the sea above the only white sails. The air is so pure that it is refreshing, mixed with a hint of coolness, more and more thick with the fragrance of various plants.
Autumn rain began to patter. The air sprinkled with rain, cold touch your cheek. Strolling in the rain with an umbrella, watching the raindrops fall on the umbrella surface and splash away gently. Everything is wet, yet sparkles with a clear light in the shimmering light. The river laughed in the rain, emerging in cute little dimples. There was a wispy, elusive odor spreading in the air. This is the breath of autumn, right?
A while ago, osmanthus was in full bloom. It hides itself in the emerald green leaves, can not be hidden, but the irreplaceable fragrance of osmanthus. The fragrance, fresh and charming. The wind blew down the osmanthus flowers, full of points of broken gold, full of rich fragrance.
Whenever autumn, there is always a voice murmuring in my ears: autumn, autumn, the most beautiful season in the four seasons.
Autumn Excellent Essay 7Autumn, by no means a simple season. It is more like a low song and a profound painting. In such a season, everything seems to be calm and quiet, such as the clouds in the sky, the wind on the ground, and the swaying of the grass, the singing of the birds, and the murmuring of the insects. Autumn does not need any embellishment, those who should come is coming, should go is also going, like that floating white clouds, red maple leaves, some yellow chrysanthemums, will constitute a romantic autumn scenery. When an autumn wind swept through my heart, I seemed to be in a beautiful dream. Autumn is a sentimental season, "curtain rolled west wind, people than yellow flowers thin", said the sentimental and sad. Encounter righteous parting, love and longing for more hair in the fall. Autumn wind, falling leaves flying, like a butterfly in the air, telling people a beautiful and touching love story; and like Yu Ji for the king's last dance, autumn rain is the king's tears. Autumn is a warm season, the golden autumn sunshine warm and quiet, the autumn wind is warm and gentle. Sunset, a pair of golden old man walking slowly to the maple forest, they have been helping each other, walking, talking, tired of them in the pool on the left wing to rest for a while, this time the grandmother put her head on the old grandfather's shoulders, a burst of autumn wind blew, a piece of red leaves fell on the grandmother's head, the old grandfather gently take this maple leaf, carefully collected, the two faces showed the first love lover like a sweet smile, the two under the setting sun, the two are the last dance, the two are warm and quiet, the autumn wind is warm and gentle. Smile, the shadow of the two people under the setting sun snuggled together ...... love does not need to express in words, as long as the heart and mind, an action, a look can add a touch of romance to this cozy scene.
Autumn excellent essay 8Autumn, quietly left. That day, I was walking in the park, and an inconspicuous maple tree caught my eye. An autumn wind swept by, a group of red butterflies fluttered down with the wind, reminding me of the past four years ago.
At that time, I was in the third grade, an interloper was sent to the hospital after only two semesters in the second class of our third grade. He had a brain tumor and needed chemotherapy to alleviate his condition, and his black hair had all fallen out. Because the cost of treatment was too high, our two campuses actively donated a considerable amount of money for help, and his mother came to school in person to express her gratitude to us. The whole class couldn't hold back their grief and lost their voices and cried. The teacher comforted us and said, "Children ...... don't be sad, he ...... will come back!" Under the comfort of the teacher, we calmed down a lot. The next day, we saw a videotape of him during his hospitalization, he moaned in pain on the bed, letting out "ah! Ah!" The next day we saw the videotape of him in the hospital. He was moaning in pain on the bed, making "ah!" noises, waving his hands helplessly in all directions, the expression on his face could not be described in words, he couldn't eat any more, and could only drink a little watermelon juice. My nose was so sore that I didn't dare to look down any further, but just prayed silently in my heart, wishing him a speedy recovery. After a few days, he left us quietly due to the failure of resuscitation.
This piece of fallen leaves is so red and red ah! However, my remembrance of him is forever in my heart.
Autumn Excellent Essay 9Picnic, let our hearts yearn for. Teachers in the evening study hall announced that tomorrow let us go out to get close to nature, the classroom was a cheer, we do not want to let go of this opportunity to play, because this time is in the fall, the scenery is charming, it is a good season for excursions.
Just after the study session, the students went to various supermarkets to buy the necessary items. When the lights went out, the students were so happy that they couldn't sleep, and they were talking about how tomorrow will be a day.
The next day, after eating lunch, the teacher gave the order, the students cheered and ran to the destination - double river. The mountains are full of red and yellow maple leaves, and the streams are gurgling, so the scenery is really fascinating.
After arriving at the destination, I continued to walk forward because of curiosity, only to see a large stone high out of the water, forming a natural bed. I lay down on it and listened to the sounds of nature. At this time, the sound of water gurgling, birds chirping ...... in this quiet environment, there is no hustle and bustle, not to mention some of the disgusting things in the mundane, at this time, only contentment, only easy, only leisurely, can be comparable to the life after Tao Qian hermitage. I want to be able to stay in this kind of environment for a lifetime, I have no regrets.
Being in reverie, a student came up to call me to start "work". The only thing I can see is a busy scene all over the ravine, you set up a stove, I pick up firewood, she washed dishes, this time busy and happy. Soon, the smoke curls up, began to cook. Cutting sound, the sound of water, the sound of birds, composed a cheerful symphony. Vegetables, rice are cooked, students are also busy, running between the "table" of each group, tasting the dishes of each group.
On the way back to the school, our joyful songs were heard one after another, floating in the whole valley.
This outing is still unforgettable for me, and the fun is enough to last a lifetime.
Autumn Excellent Essay 10"Seeing the autumn wind in the city of Luoyang, I want to write a book." The ancient poem conveys the sadness of homesickness and loneliness.
Ma Dai chanted, "Falling leaves on trees in other countries, cold lamps alone at night." He pushed this sadness to the extreme. After reading this sentence, your eyes will surely emerge in front of this picture: in a foreign country, the falling leaves fall one by one, rolled up the homesickness of Ma Dai's heart, in the cold night, only he sleeps alone, lit a lonely lamp, in deep thoughts of home.
Whenever the seething autumn wind blows across our lapels, it will be clearly perceived that the fall came to earth with a wave of indifference. Autumn, is it really that sad?
We all love autumn rain, right? She is a lullaby that lulls us to sleep when we lie in bed, and she is a relaxing piano piece that brings us to read and do our homework. Not only is the fall rain, even the leaves can sometimes come in handy! Art class, we can not collect the autumn leaves full of golden leaves, painted into a beautiful picture of the autumn landscape, or made into a piece of exquisite leaf bookmarks.
In the fall, there are chrysanthemums and golden laurel, a fruitful harvest season, she is also the most personalized of the four seasons. Compared with the spring's colorful and lively, autumn is solemn and silent; compared with the summer's lush and dense, autumn is of course simple and transparent; compared with the winter's ethereal and unreal, autumn is still thick and forgiving.
Our life is actually the same, sometimes despite the many setbacks and sadness, but it is also the success of the process must go through. Face everything with optimism, just as the fall of the plain and thick.
Autumn excellent essay 11Early fall is not a big change compared to summer, the leaves are still clattering, only the cicadas are not singing, the wind is getting cooler and cooler. There is a saying: "A leaf falls to know the world's fall". And the leaves on the trees, it is true that every day with the wind swaying, rocking drift down to everywhere.
For the description of the autumn scene, I am most impressed by Du Fu's poem "The boundless fallen trees are under the Xiao Xiao, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling." This line of poetry. The poet must have been standing on a high place at this time to have this huge disappointment. Autumn itself is a season of depression, and also causes those downtrodden poets to ****ing, and the verses mostly describe sadness and autumn.
But there is a poet, but only love autumn, he is Liu Yuxi. "Since ancient times, autumn is sad and lonely, I say autumn is better than spring. A crane in the clear sky is lining up the clouds, and it will lead the poetic feelings to the blue sky." Comparing autumn to spring is original and unique, and is impressive among the many poets who recite autumn.
Mid-autumn has not yet arrived, and now the leaves are still set on the branches, the grass are with in the knot their own seeds, and now still a green shrouded hills. After a few more weeks, this green will also be dipped into yellow.
In fact, people love a season, there is a reason. Spring has the beauty of spring, summer has the prosperity of summer, autumn has the golden yellow of autumn, winter has the snow white of winter. People love spring, because spring flowers bloom; people love summer, because summer green trees; people love autumn, because autumn fruitful; people love winter, because the snow is white. People for the season, there is no absolute hate or love, mainly because of temperament.
Autumn is a season of waiting for the harvest. It also means that half of the year has passed, fall has come, winter will be far away? Let's take a leaf of golden yellow, to taste the boundless colors of autumn!
Autumn excellent essay 12Others say that autumn is a very sad season, but as I see it, autumn is a warm, joyful "holiday", because autumn has left me many warm memories.
That night, it was Saturday, my mom and I went to Nanfeng Square for a walk, the cool breeze, so refreshing. All the way to go, all the way to review, because my curiosity is too heavy, do not realize that loose mom's hand, ran away. After a while, my mother realized that I lost, anxious to find me, and at that time, I was happily playing the slide.
I don't know how long, I also remembered my mom, they looked around, shouted, but no news, scared, then bawled to find my mom. At this time, the cool wind blew into my neck, I was afraid of the more cold, while crying, while walking. After walking for a while, I ran into two adults who saw me crying and asked, "Little friend, what's wrong with you?" I cried and said, "I can't find my mom." "What is your mom's phone number?" "138xxxxxx3" The two adults called my mom, who rushed over when she found out, and hugged me in her arms, murmuring, "You scared me." After a while, only to remember the two uncles, and hastened to thank, but the two uncles have already left, looking at their figure, mom said gratefully, "the world or more good people."
This is the memory of my childhood, although it has been years, but it is always warm in my heart.
Autumn Excellent Essay 13In the morning of the fall, the sky was already very bright at six o'clock, I turned over, embracing the warm quilt, through the gap in the curtains, I saw white clouds as if they were marshmallows, lazily floating in the sky.
The slightest sound came from the kitchen, and my mom was already preparing breakfast for me. First, there was the sound of the stove igniting, and then the vegetables were poured into the hot pot, and then there was the sound of the spatula turning over the vegetables. "What will mom fry today? Scrambled eggs with tomatoes? The actual mushroom and greens? ......I couldn't help but gulp a little. Then came the sound of "bared". The sound of Mom turning on the pressure cooker, the thick and fragrant Eight Treasure Congee she made, she would first put out a bowl and put it on the table to cool down, her slippers gently rubbing against the floor, she went back and forth several times to bring the vegetables and congee to the meal, the sound of spoons being carefully put into the bowls, the sound of chairs moving, the sound of the bottle lid being opened, and Mom must have put a big spoonful of sugar in there, making the congee become sticky and sweet! Now she should be looking at the watch, in the calculation of time, may not be willing to call me up, all of a sudden what the sound is gone, mom quasi is looking through the information on the phone, to see if the teacher has an important notice, this time the sunlight is more piercing, I rolled out of bed, came to the bed, mom raised his head, full of smiles, the table has a meal is smoking hot, wafting a tempting aroma.
A beautiful day began with this morning full of love. A few years later, no matter how far away from the mother or close, our hearts will remember a kind of warmth called "mom's breakfast"! The new bloom of the fall is no weaker than the spring.
In the corner of the house to look at a few pots of green ripples out of the golden yellow smile, this smile but it is the whole body is dyed through, but the leaf surface is still reflecting the light, shiny oil, very essence. The same pot is also still hanging green leaves, but also with half-yellow half-green several members of the mirror, complement each other.
Outside the house on a few trees that can not be named. The leaf shadows have thinned out quite a bit, and most of the leaf colors have been tinted yellow-green. Some have become bronze, curled up into a small strip, as if a caterpillar, shaking its head slightly in the autumn wind, as if begging the autumn wind not to take it away from the embrace of the mother tree.
Autumn wind does not allow, the rustling visit to each tree, tenderly touched each dark brown leaves, softly murmured to them the reasoning that the leaves return to their roots and become new leaves. Some of the dead leaves are willing to let go, riding the soft sedan chair of the autumn wind back to the roots of the mother tree; some still refuse, still firmly grasp the small branches. The wind has scraped them, they have become thin and brittle, a lift that is broken into several petals. Looking back and found that there are a few small flowers in the grass in the distance. This seems to be the spring and summer before leaving carelessly left, who knows! I just feel that in the node of the world from green to yellow, this little cherry-pink vignette is extraordinarily refreshing and beautiful. Behold! That a few points of pink, more like a few stars suddenly scattered in the tiny black night; more like the snow in the sudden shade of a few new shoots; more like a few points on the grassland of the LiaoLiao star fire! Who says autumn is the season of yellowing everything? These points of wildflowers to face the increasingly golden and fading world in a delicate manner, showing its exuberant vitality.
One day they will wither and die. But this touch of beauty and charm in the fall will always linger in the heart. The September of autumn is not the dying of life, but a new beginning of life.
Autumn Excellent Essay 15I look forward to it!
Finally, I am looking forward to it!
Fall is here.
I went into the fields in the fall, only to see a tractor full of harvest corn and sorghum, running on the highway in the field. Orchard, farmers uncle busy picking fruit, a red face of the apple, yellow long handle pear, bending the branches of the kumquat ------ full of people's joy was loaded into a basket, shipped to the city, around the city children brought a sweet joy. Look at the farmers uncle that joyful smile, look at the children that happy look, I have a kind of indescribable happy ------
I went into the autumn woods, the ground fell a thick layer of leaves, red, yellow, green ------ colorful, beautiful and, as if to the earth put on a thick, colorful carpet. Into the woods, the foot will be issued "creak, creak ------" sound, as if in the performance of an autumn symphony. Suddenly, a burst of autumn wind blew, fell under the trees of the yellow leaves fly up ------ into the woods in autumn, as if I walked into a colorful fairy tale world.
Into the fall, the weather is getting colder and colder, but the fruits and autumn leaves keep surfacing in front of my eyes. I think, next year with surely still a beautiful harvest year.