In study, work or life, everyone often comes into contact with writing. Writing is a narrative way that people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. You have no clue when you write a composition? The following are my collected autumn essays (6 selected essays), hoping to help everyone. Autumn composition 1
Autumn is here! What, you don't believe it? Look, her footprints are left everywhere.
the air is so fresh and the weather is so blurred. The sun is warmer. Her ten thousand golden lights kissed everything happily, so gentle and comfortable.
autumn is here, indeed!
just after the autumnal equinox, I feel a little chilly. The withered leaves can't stand the destruction of wind and rain, one by one, falling on the high and low roofs, falling on the roads, and falling in the criss-crossing rivers.
The autumn rain is light blue and crystal clear. Tens of millions of silver wires, rippling in mid-air, fascinated by the long veil, draped in the dark fields. The rain fell into the water, like dripping into a glittering and translucent jade plate, splashing pearls; The rain falls on the tree, like combing the branches with soft hair; The rain rolled up a puff of smoke in the ground, and the land seemed to bloom with a dimple of laughter.
The continuous autumn washes the green hills and moistens the earth. Large and small puddles on the ground are full of water. They slowly flow to big ditches and small canals, bringing together this year's affection and hope for the next year. This autumn rain is like sweet wine, dedicated to the land that breeds all things, dedicated to people full of harvest joy ... < P > Autumn rain is not annoying. Behind the misty rain curtain are sweet smiling faces. It is a smiling face to celebrate the birthday of the motherland; That's the face that makes the fruits from all over the mountains reflect red. The era of "autumn wind and autumn rain make people sad" is long gone in the golden autumn of the motherland.
I look up at the blue sky, and feel that the sky is clearer and the sun is brighter. White clouds like veils are like embroidered white flowers on the blue sky. This scenery makes people feel refreshed.
The autumn rain is not only wonderful, but also full of new hopes.
ah! Autumn rain-intoxicating autumn rain. Autumn composition 2
Autumn rain is full of evil spirits. When there is a melancholy rain between heaven and earth, everything is silent and bears its relentless washing. Thoroughly clean up a summer's impatience in slow soaking, and cool and refreshing will become the mainstream with the escape of summer heat.
If the leaves in spring are as soft as the face of a young girl, and the leaves in summer are as smooth as the face of a mature woman, then the leaves in autumn, like the faces of young women in their forties and fifties, have lost their youthful luster. After some washing by the rain, although they are a little bright on the surface, the fatigue of yellowing from the inside out has betrayed their fragile souls, and the leaves that have been wantonly ravaged by autumn rain have fallen a little. The leaves floated into the pond, and the fish rushed in. They kissed the newly arrived guest lightly with their mouths, and probably felt that there was nothing to eat. Then they turned around and made a splash, but swam to another place. The fish in the rain is happy, and the raindrops that fall into the water briskly, like a masseur, gently caress and caress the fish's body.
The dried lotus leaves, with less fragrance, add more yellow, and are no longer resistant to wind and rain. Most of them have been stuck in the water, and the remaining old handles are floating helplessly in the wind, which makes them feel particularly lonely in the continuous autumn rain. I always have different feelings for lotus, perhaps from Zhou Dunyi's "Love Lotus"! Later generations always have different opinions on the interpretation of Ailian Shuo. Perhaps it is the uncertainty of the content that makes this essay extraordinary. Once an article is viewed from the perspective of research, it is actually not beautiful. For example, these continuous autumn rains, they are floating spirits between heaven and earth, jumping from the high sky naughtily, farmers have seen a bumper harvest, meteorologists have seen the amount of rainfall, scientists have seen atmospheric problems, and writers have seen poems or poems from them. Autumn composition in the rain 3
At night, in front of the window sill. I lay quietly in bed, breathing the cool breeze, thinking about something ...
It's raining outside the window, and thunder is faintly in the rain. The long sound of rain brought me back to the tile house in the small village. Yesterday's years are rippling in my heart again. I am looking for the little doll riding on the back of a cow, the schoolbag-carrying pupil who came home from school, the teenager who chased Hua Hudie and Little Dragonfly ... and the innocent childhood that day.
at night, the roots of silver wire baptize the earth, and the rain moistens the phoenix tree in my hometown and the small vegetable garden at my doorstep. A large dark cloud is piled up in the field in the distance, and the pouring rain washes and baptizes the path that has been walked many times in the country, muddy. The weeds along the roadside also lowered their heads and acquiesced in the baptism of autumn rain, although the rain dropped to a temperature and was a little cold.
The rain tonight moistens the crops in the field and the fish and shrimp in the pond. I seem to see grandpa's smiling face, as if I heard the neighbors' light footsteps, the harvest season, and the baptism before the harvest.
The former village has long since passed away, leaving only fields, remnants of ruins and traces of demolition.
The prosperity of the past has quietly passed away, and the autumn rain moistens the soil and smells fragrant. Raindrops strike the yellow leaves, and the years that slowly fall, a youth that once existed, withered at that moment ... Without people's laughter, birds and flowers in the four seasons, the land is still baptized by autumn rain, emitting a deep yearning.
a drop of rain hit my face, cool. I looked at the silver thread and my messy thoughts. I closed my eyes and listened to the noise of autumn rain quietly. It was so beautiful and clear ... < P > The rain tonight fell gently, cool and sweet. 4
There is always a woman in my dream, holding an oil-paper umbrella and wandering alone in the lonely rain. In my eyes, the rain scene in autumn is the most beautiful autumn freehand brushwork.
Rain falls from the air to every corner, and the raindrops are very beautiful like crystal pearls. Raindrops fall from eaves, walls and leaves, just like broken beads, and finally connect together to form a water column. The rain "swoops …" underground, just like a huge band playing an autumn symphony on the ground, in the air and on the roof! The leaves of street trees-plane trees are also floating in the sky with autumn rain, like a few flying butterflies playing in the sky! Finally, they drifted tired and slowly landed on the wet concrete floor. Looking from a distance, it is like a few small flowers on the land, adding a bit of interest to the lonely autumn! The wind is stronger, the rain is heavier, there are more "butterflies" in the air and more "flowers" on the ground! Walking under the tree, in the sea of flowers and butterflies, seems to have entered a world full of spring! Autumn is so full of vitality!
the autumn wind is blowing leisurely, and I can't help but tighten my neck! But some people don't seem to be afraid of the cold, but take a leisurely walk in the street, as if they are especially fond of this autumn scenery! There are more pedestrians in the street, and the umbrella in the rain has become a scene in the rain! Colorful and varied, including a lovely children's umbrella with two big eyes painted on it, which really matches the children's lively personality that day!
The rain washed the street, and the street looked clean, and people could be seen! The squirrels on the roadside are green again, which makes autumn full of vitality! I think: Evergreen probably likes rain best!
in the market town, the autumn rain has transformed the market town into a brand new one; In the countryside, autumn rain makes the countryside interesting.
Rain is like an elf, decorating the earth more beautifully with magic. 5
Rain is the most common thing in the world, big or small, slow or sudden, or dripping, or curtain, falling from the sky to the earth, like white silk threads, woven into a filter screen, filtering out the distractions in the heart one by one, making people forget the customs and listen to it. Of all the rains, my favorite is the autumn rain.
autumn rain is the gentlest. Entangled, like smoke and fog, or down, or stop, off and on for the next three or two days, a little bit, gently slip in. It is like ox hair, like a flower needle, like a filament, dancing on the tip of an umbrella, on the leaves, between the eaves, in the grass and in the spirit, which is warm and wonderful. If it is said that the spring rain moistens things silently, the summer rain storms, and the autumn rain is dripping with ideas, with some sadness and resentment like cloves, slowly strolling in the ancient rain lane.
autumn rain is cold. Cool, cold, and slowly infiltrated. Falling in the morning mist, I lost my temperature long ago, and I touched my skin drop by drop, like a naughty ice elf, stealing a kiss while you were unprepared. Listen to the cold rain, dripping and weeping, what is it saying? What makes you cry?
going back to the long river of history, did the autumn rain that day fall like this? Was it that year, when Jing Ke stabbed Qin, and "the wind was rustling and the water was cold, and the strong man was gone and never returned"? Is it the tragic pride of Xiang Yu who is surrounded by the sea and besieged on all sides, "dying in Jiangdong"? Or is Yue Fei dying, singing a long song and crying, "Angry and rushing to the crown, raining and resting", and the hero has no regrets? Or when Qu Yuan finally threw himself into Jiang Mingzhi, the hero's useless sad tears ...
Autumn rain is tidal. Wet and greasy, especially pleasant. The rain falls from the sky and nourishes everything. Rain falls from such a high place, what makes it have such power, it can still be gentle and still overflowing. It is especially suitable for ancient towns, rivers and canoes. It likes to play in the world, quietly and silently, falling on the blue tiles and hitting the branches, just like a southern ditty, densely woven into a dream of Jiangnan. Yes, autumn rain certainly does not have the warm rhythm and drums of summer rain, but it is a serenade played by the violin, which is in harmony with the cool breeze and flowing water and brings its own sadness.
autumn rain is sentimental. Whenever people are in a foreign land, wandering the streets, accompanied by cold rain, there is always a homesickness that comes to mind. Listen to the cold rain, still have a taste in my heart. Autumn composition 6
A few days of autumn rain, in addition to adding a strong sense of autumn, reminds us of the autumn rain in my hometown when I was a child. There are many kinds of autumn rain, including Luo Mian rain, awl rain and continuous rain.
Luomian rain is similar to Mao Mao rain. Small raindrops are connected into thin rain lines, which swing and fall with the breeze, just like a Luo Zhang, which is made of copper wire, shaking Luomian back and forth, and touching it down like a fluffy hair in the neck. It is soft, soft and wet.
awl rain, the rain line is thick and dense like rows of awls, and soon the rain will flow all over the courtyard. The awl rain is real rain. When it rains, there is no lightning and thunder, and there is no strong wind to accompany it. You will only hear the sound of "shuashua shua".
the rain beat against the leaves, and the leaves swayed and dodged. The rain beat against the tiles on the roof, making a muffled sound. The awl rain "cone" to the corn field is straight "rushing" without ups and downs. Have endurance and stamina.
Continuous rainy days are continuous rainy days on cloudy days, which stop and fall, stop and fall, and it will not be sunny for ten days and a half. At least it didn't rain at night, thinking that it would be sunny the next day, but it began to rain again in the morning and kept eating. The ground was soft, the corn was crooked, the trees along the ditch fell down, the sweet potato fields in the low-lying areas on the south slope were flooded, and the sweet potato kiln at home was irrigated. The rain continues, regardless of your feelings.
Young people can't sleep well at ordinary times. When it rains, they sleep in to relieve their fatigue, and the fatigue is relieved. It still rains. So I went to the feeding house to spray.
Old people have a lot of housework, and they are not idle even on rainy days. Holding a dry cigarette pot, they are unhurriedly smashing things at home, wedging a nail, rubbing a rope, repairing things, grinding a kitchen knife and flipping through the calendar. They understand that autumn crops are solid and can withstand drought and waterlogging, and even rainy next time will not hinder major events.
It's a rare opportunity for women to take care of the foundation, sew clothes, make up the bed, prepare winter clothes, shoes and socks, and also have time to cook meals carefully and eat a bowl of rice safely.
after a long time, the villagers are looking forward to the rain stopping and clearing up, wearing a straw hat and a fertilizer bag, going out of the house, stretching their arms and legs and looking at the crops. Autumn rain is continuous, and I am a little upset, so as to distract myself.
the rain moistens the earth and nourishes everything, whether it is soft, fierce or soft, and the villagers like it.