She came to the endless fields in the suburbs. Autumn wind blows, a golden rice field, rolling with golden wheat waves, from time to time there are bursts of fragrance. This is the harvest season, and the farmer's uncle's face is filled with the joy of harvest.

She came to the farmhouse. The persimmons on the tree are ripe. Autumn wind blows, and persimmons sway gently with the wind. Seen from a distance, it looks like a small lantern.

She came to Fenglin. Maple changed into red clothes. Maple leaves float, float, float to the ground, as if to put a warm coat on the earth.

She came to the park where chrysanthemums were in full bloom. Red as rosy clouds, white as snow, yellow as gold and red as fire.

She came among us and told us that autumn is not only a season of harvest, but also a season of play. It's crisp in autumn, and we're going for an autumn outing!

Where Miss Qiu comes from, the scenery is charming. On a cool morning, a cool breeze slowly blew on my face. Suddenly, a big dark cloud floated in the sky. Suddenly, dark clouds were gathering. The whole sky seems to have turned into a gray grassland, hiding the warm sun. Because the weather is getting cold, the maple trees are also stained with a thin blush. I know autumn is coming.

There are fewer leaves on the ground and fewer branches in the forest. Please keep this mark. Some thick leaves trembled in the wind and looked shaky. The golden ears of rice kept swinging like waves. Farmers are busy harvesting rice, which is a bumper harvest year. Joy hangs on everyone's face. The countryside is full of joy. There is also the most important day in autumn-Mid-Autumn Festival. The autumn moon rises slowly on the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month, which is the Mid-Autumn Festival that everyone expects. On the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is particularly round, so every household will enjoy the moon while barbecuing, peeling off the moon and eating moon cakes. Autumn is really a beautiful season.

Autumn scenery is always covered with a mysterious veil. Although I can't see it clearly or touch it, some people say it looks like a sentimental girl with a little sadness, but I think it is so beautiful and romantic. Autumn is my favorite season.

When autumn came, I walked into the orchard and saw the pears in Huang Chengcheng sticking out in the leaves. Red dates are covered with branches, oranges are hung high like small lanterns ... The orchard in autumn is so beautiful!

When I walked into the field, I saw a golden ocean. A gust of autumn wind blows, and the sea of rice turns into waves, bringing the joy of harvest.

I walked on the road, and the leaves of the plane on the roadside fell one by one, dancing like a butterfly.

Autumn is really a beautiful season! I love autumn! & lt I have written so much, please adopt >

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Autumn scenery Composition 600 You came quietly, quietly, and in a blink of an eye, the earth was covered with golden clothes.

You came to the field quietly, and the wheat fragrance drifted away, and the fields of crops looked like rolling waves from a distance; A closer look shows that wheat is bent with laughter, sorghum is flushed, corn is blooming with joy, and people in the field are very busy. "Sing a song about harvesting, harvesting wheat, harvesting sorghum, harvesting corn and soybeans, and sending the country to Egypt after harvesting." Melodious songs tell the farmers the joy of autumn harvest.

You came quietly, brought a yellow dress and a red dress, and looked at the mountain on the side, as if you had crossed a layer of gold. Flying leisurely, countless yellow butterflies flew down from above, and a group circled in mid-air. I don't know how long it took, and the dark yellow clothes turned into light yellow; Pale yellow has turned to stone. You see, it looks like a naughty child. Look at the mountain over there. Sorghum is drunk. It is simply a piece of Red Sea, covering half the sky. It is connected with Xia Guang and burning like a flame. This combination of yellow and red gives people an indescribable warmth, and even forgets that in a few days, winter is coming.

You came quietly, bringing beautiful Qiu Guang scenery and rich fruits. Listen, gongs and drums are loud and lively. People who have been busy for a year are filled with overwhelming joy: "Another bumper harvest year has come."

I am infatuated with autumn! Autumn-colorful season, fruit harvest season, thriving season.

"A year's plan lies in spring" I believe many people have heard this sentence. Spring seems to be the most beautiful season. But I don't think so. I think autumn is the most beautiful season of the year. Even if there is a little loneliness, it is full of beauty.

Autumn is the beauty of fallen leaves. A rustling wind blew and went to Qiu Lai in summer. The leaves turn yellow from the initial dense, and then fall. This is a process, but it is also beautiful. I walked on the mountain road, and the falling dead leaves paved a golden road. Walking in it, my body and mind seem to be integrated with nature. I picked up a fallen leaf, and the yellow leaf turned slightly blue. After reading it, I thought, how great the power of autumn is! Even if Ye Er still has some ideas, he will bring the breath of autumn. I picked up a few more pieces and put them in my book. Stroll out of the mountain. "Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers."

Autumn is a kind of returning beauty. Trees will return their leaves to the earth and themselves tomorrow. Simplify the complex. What about those animals? I sat on the stone bench in the park and looked at the autumn sky. A flock of geese flew in, lined up and danced neatly in the air, as if they had rehearsed. I looked at it and thought: They are going home. It's time to go home after running around for a year. However, what about people? "I'm afraid I can't talk in a hurry, and pedestrians are coming." This is human emotion. Autumn makes people homesick. If you go home and have a look at it at this time, how happy it is. In this slightly chilly autumn, people feel warm. "When a person is unfamiliar in a foreign land, he misses his relatives every holiday."

Autumn is the beauty of harvest. Although there are fallen leaves on the mountain, the whole earth is filled with the joy of harvest. Miss Qiu came to the field and Miss Inaba greeted her. Teacher Qiu was the first to turn Uncle Fan into golden yellow. Brother Apple and sister Pear both jumped up and asked Miss Qiu to dress them. Miss Qiu just holds it in her hand, yeah! Apple's younger brother was suddenly ashamed and his face was red. "Chi" can make the pomegranate sister-in-law next to her anxious. When Miss Qiu saw it, she used her stick a little, and Aunt Pomegranate opened her mouth happily. The earth and the world are at peace.

Look! Autumn is beautiful, and autumn is a season worth cherishing. There are many beautiful things in autumn-in the sky, on the earth, in people's hearts, it is waiting for us to discover in life.

In autumn, you should describe the scenery in a certain order to express your feelings. In the early autumn of more than 600 words, the fruits are numerous and the whole orchard is fragrant. Looking around, the colorful sea of fruits is endless, and farmers' uncles walk through this "treasury". Look, red apples are like a pile of rubies; Pears in Huang Chengcheng are like a golden tree; The pomegranate with a wide mouth is like a red treasure bag, which is full of shiny pink diamond; The most abundant is jujube trees, with clusters of red agates hanging all over the branches and oval black crystals embedded in them. ...

Between heaven and earth, nature is the most generous, and they keep donating-a car full of gold pearls is a small gift of rice; Bags of rubies are all treasures of sorghum; Rows of gold grains are a cornucopia of wheat; The "gold bar" of corn is stupid for truck drivers; Radish specially made red and white gems to make two kinds of treasures; Chinese cabbage donated refreshing jade and white jade ... wealth rolled in and stayed in the happy smile of farmers.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, "Looking at the South and Flying Wild Goose", and exhibitions are being held on all hills-maple trees dye their hair red and hang up "magic" signs to attract attention; Pine trees do not change their old appearance, but still look down on the audience with new green; A bunch of red flowers don't take off their red clothes, as if they were afraid of the cold; Chrysanthemum has only now revealed its true meaning, colorful and different shapes, which makes people have to gasp in admiration; The most terrible thing is those mountains. They sway in the autumn wind and put on yellow or red shirts, attracting a large number of tourists to visit the mountains, enjoy chrysanthemums and maples, pick dogwood and celebrate the Double Ninth Festival. ...

In late autumn, the prelude to winter has been played between heaven and earth. The serenade of autumn rain is so fascinating that it attracts countless observers; Hail drum team is ready Listen, we vaguely heard their footsteps; Look, the Snowy Rain Ballet is in full swing. Autumn wind is the prelude to winter. They sound the last whistle to remind wild animals to spend the winter.

Autumn is beautiful, and sweat and laughter are the most beautiful autumn's swan song among the four seasons.

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I stopped in a hurry and suddenly turned around. Miss Qiu seems to be standing in front of me: pieces of dead leaves are spinning and falling leisurely, like butterflies waltzing and singing this colorful autumn. Huang Chengcheng's rice fields are churning with layers of golden waves, ups and downs, cadence; In September, chrysanthemums bloom with a sweet and bright smile.

Suddenly, a group of playful birds passed overhead, and their open feathers seemed to be dyed golden by the golden autumn, dazzling. But some leaves are not yellow. In a golden season, green leaves are a miracle! I feel that I have seen great injustice. Autumn rain falls, not much, like a flower needle. I love this rain!

I, standing in situ, thinking, surrounded by silence. Miss Qiu seems to be singing softly and telling the story of autumn ... I feel as if I have stepped into the realm of autumn: Miss Qiu is wearing beautiful makeup and she has a crystal-pure heart. I follow autumn wholeheartedly, and the girl in autumn puts on a golden veil, and everything wakes up from sleep, adding a sense of movement to the veil.

Autumn is very short! When the cold comes, you will naturally think of the beauty of autumn, and how refreshing the autumn wind is. In fact, this is just my attachment to autumn last year: I remember that at that time, I didn't deliberately go to see the autumn colors, nor did I personally experience the refreshing taste of autumn, even if autumn came.

800-word composition "800-word composition about autumn" (//unjs). It was not until the cold winter came that I realized that I had missed every detail of this autumn! I want it back. That's impossible. Autumn has gone with the wind and gone forever. ...

This autumn, I finally know how to cherish! I can not only watch the colors of autumn quietly, but also experience the refreshing taste of autumn. ...

Autumn is beautiful. It is not so colorful as spring, so hot as summer and so cold as winter. Autumn has its own characteristics. It never relies on anything to show off its beauty. Only those who love autumn can appreciate its unique charm. Therefore, I can describe autumn in four words, that is, "noble and elegant!" " ".I think this word is the most appropriate to praise autumn, because I can't find a more appropriate word to express my love for autumn at this moment.

I just don't understand why Qiu's life is so short. Although life in autumn is so short, its indomitable spirit is still worth learning: in such a short time, it has added so many picturesque scenery to the earth, brought so many unforgettable laughter, and so many refreshing autumn winds ... It has always kept a consistent smile, without begging God to give it more time to stay in this land built by itself, nor complaining that it can't stay any longer.

Whether it is autumn leaves, autumn rain, autumn colors, autumn soil or autumn wind, these rich artistic conceptions can always deeply cultivate my temperament, which is intoxicating, fascinating and reverie ... I really can't stop the temptation and confusion of this autumn, attracting me like a magnet and making me unable to escape.

Autumn like a water curtain is like a refreshing rain, which makes the sky as clear and bright as jasper, and then Hongqiao with colorful halo appears, and the heart is full of praise from heaven. Even if the autumn rhyme is over, it seems that the sweetness of autumn is still flowing between the lips and cheeks. ...

With infinite attachment, I want to catch Miss Qiu's golden ribbon, but I can't bear to let her slip away quietly. Everything is just in vain. Although I am full of hope and confidence! But I don't think it means living in vain. At least I learned how to love autumn.

In autumn, it brought me to a deep realm, which made me unable to extricate myself. Everyone can go to that place, but not everyone can revel in it. Only those who love autumn can truly feel this autumn soil.

My family lives in the middle of a big ranch. Every day I look at the beautiful grass outside the window with my favorite chrysanthemums on it.

Autumn came and there was an autumn rain. I saw the autumn rain covered the field with a golden dress, the leaves were yellow and the trees were covered with fruits. You see, persimmons, apples and pears have brought gold to the earth, and the earth has become a golden world! What a beautiful field, what a lovely grassland and what a beautiful nature! We should cherish this beautiful nature!

On Sunday, every household is busy harvesting ripe fruit! I also saw my favorite chrysanthemum on the grass. What a beautiful chrysanthemum! How I wanted to pick a ribbon from my vase. I just wanted to reach out and pick it, but my hand shrank back, I thought. If I pick it, it will spoil the beautiful scenery of nature! I decided not to pick it, I think; I come here every day, so I can't enjoy this beautiful chrysanthemum?

I love beautiful autumn, beautiful chrysanthemums and beautiful nature! I also hope that every day is autumn! Every day is a harvest day.

Autumn sounds, all kinds. Although it is not as beautiful as playing the violin, in my eyes, the sound of autumn is so natural and beautiful that no musical instrument can compare with it.

There is a voice-"sasha vujacic sasha vujacic", which is the voice of autumn rain. It is as continuous as a mountain, with a loud voice, giving people a refreshing feeling. If you are all ears, you will feel so refreshing and moving.

There is a sound-"swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish", which is the sound of autumn wind blowing leaves and cleaners sweeping them. Whenever I hear this wonderful voice, so crisp and sweet, it makes me feel relaxed and happy. I always feel that this voice is better than the voices of some singers. If this sound lasts for a long time, I sometimes get intoxicated by it.

In autumn, the happiest sound-"Ha ha ha, ha ha ha" is the laughter of children playing. They laughed happily. This voice contains something that people can't hear, and that is joy.

Autumn sounds, all kinds, are so beautiful and charming!

This is the autumn scenery,

Autumn rain hit them in the face. Piles of dark gray clouds hold the earth low. It's already late autumn, all the trees in the endless forest are bare, and the old trees stand gloomy and brown moss covers its wrinkles. Ruthless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and they had to wither and stand there bald.

Autumn comes with the sound of fallen leaves, and the morning is fresh as dew. The sky exudes soft light, clear and ethereal, which makes people want to listen to the soaring songs of larks, just like looking at the blue sea and thinking of seeing a white sail. Sunset is the wings of time. When it flies away, it will spread out for a while. So dusk.

The earth put on a golden sweater, and yellow poplar leaves and bright maple leaves fell down, as if several colorful butterflies were flying in the air. Although the frost came, Grandpa Song Qing still wore a green robe and looked greener. Chrysanthemums in the garden are in full bloom, red as fire, pink as chardonnay and white as snow, which is beautiful. All the leaves on the persimmon tree have fallen, but the persimmons in Huang Chengcheng are still hanging on their fingers, like orange lanterns, large and small, with red begonia pressing the branches.

Autumn wind blows quietly, and autumn rain falls gently. Autumn came to us unconsciously.

Today, my mother took me in the footsteps of autumn, looking for the figure of autumn.

I found autumn in the Woods. This tall sycamore tree has fallen leaves. When the autumn wind blows, palm-like leaves fall one after another. When it flew, it waved to us and said, "goodbye." I threw myself into the arms of Mother Earth. Ginkgo Garden is like handfuls of small golden fans. It is the most beautiful commemoration of autumn. The diamond poplars, like a welcoming team, lined up on both sides of the avenue. When the autumn wind blows, the leaves rustle, which is simply warm applause. The maple leaves turned red. From a distance, the mountains and plains seem to be covered with a layer of red gauze. Really beautiful! No wonder the ancients said that "frost leaves are redder than February flowers"!

I found autumn in the park. The chrysanthemums in the park are very bright, including red, white, yellow and dark. True and colorful, but like a cloud. Some of them are in full bloom, trying to show people their beautiful posture; Some are showy, just like shy little girls. The breezy autumn wind is sending their fragrance in all directions, giving people a refreshing pleasure. On our way home, we passed the market. There are big pomegranates everywhere in the market. They squeezed me in the box, and I squeezed you, laughing from ear to ear, revealing crystal pomegranate seeds. Take a bite. It's really sweet and sour!

Ah! Autumn is around us, and its beautiful scenery is really intoxicating!

Multi-angle description of autumn scenery composition 600- Baidu I like autumn.

When the impetuous breath of summer in the air gradually dispersed, the colorful clothes of women in the street turned camel-I waited quietly, waiting for the arrival of autumn. Autumn is different from spring. It came almost suddenly, making people add another layer of autumn shirt to cotton and linen summer clothes.

The arrival of autumn may be an unexpected cool breeze, or even a slightly yellow leaf on the ground.

The autumn sky is cobalt blue, which can be directly extracted from the paint tube, painted on the canvas, plus a few scattered reeds and rivers with reflections, which is a natural landscape painting. Late autumn is the best time to paint landscapes. When the gorgeous leaves are almost gone, revealing a clear thread of life, she slightly outlines her growth direction with a dry pen, and autumn flows in the nib.

There is also a very picturesque thing in autumn-chrysanthemum. She is full of energy and beauty. Wild chrysanthemums are even more windy. Snow-white petals hold golden stamens, swaying in the wind. People in the mountains will collect wild chrysanthemums and bake them into chrysanthemum tea. So there is chrysanthemum tea floating up and down in the glass, the petals are almost transparent, and the fragrance of flowers rises slowly, lingering in the whole hut. At this time, take a sip and breathe again, and you will feel that you are infected with chrysanthemum while breathing.

The voice of autumn needs listening. This is a warm song. Rural music lingers in the vast fields, frogs chirping one after another, and grains fall to the ground and ripple with gold. Autumn wind rises, whispering and blowing gently. When the autumn rain hits the banana at dusk, it is difficult to find the romance of autumn by lighting a small orange lamp and laying a stack of plain paper to talk to your soul.

You can also peel crabs to make wine in autumn. Crabs are the best in October. Cook a pot of crabs that have just been caught from the river, and carefully chop Jiang Mo to make ginger rice vinegar. The family will sit together and be jealous of crabs, and the life will be slow and comfortable. Smart housewives can also make crab yellow soup buns, crab powder lion heads and crab powder tofu soup, which makes their daughters out of the water town much more moist than anywhere else.

The beauty of nature in 600 words.

Nature is beautiful, and the world is beautiful.

Maybe you will hate rainy and humid weather. But looking at them with your heart is different.

It's raining outside the window and the room is quiet. At this time, you just need to calm down. Sitting on a cane chair, with spiritual food on your legs, drinking steaming scented tea, the fragrance of scented tea and the freshness of the air outside the window blend into one, and slowly and slowly sneak into your heart. Soft violin music holds your hand and takes you into a beautiful dream. When you wake up, you can put on your coat, put on your umbrella and go for a walk outside. You see, the low houses in the small village are smoking, with lights on and hazy in the drizzle. Smoke, lights and drizzle, trees and grass. Did everything in nature make you friends with them? I think this is what Mr. Zhu Ziqing felt when he wrote Spring Rain!

Of course, it can't rain every day. The sky is clear in Wan Li.

Clear sky is the pride of summer, and the sky in all seasons belongs to it. But you must be worried about the scorching sun in summer. However, as long as you make friends with them.

There are no impurities in the blue sky in summer, only lovely white clouds are dotted. Cicada sings the beauty of summer in the shade.

You can sit quietly by the stream, the tall and lush trees stretch out their arms to shield you from the sun, and the green grass weaves a fluffy and soft blanket for you, as early as spring. Lying on the blanket, you look up at the blue sky, and the stream plays Adeline by the water rhythmically for you. When you are completely intoxicated in the beautiful world, a breeze caresses your face, raises your long hair and lets it go. At this moment, does the song of freedom ring in my ear > Do you feel that you are a member of this blue sky, dancing with the cloud babies in a cheerful and beautiful group dance? The sun has set. Let's get on our bikes and go home. In the distance, mother sunset is waving to you with a sweet smile in the colorful, beautiful and elegant sunset!

Appreciate the world with your heart. God created them with his heart, how can he be worthy of his old man's kindness?

Autumn is a beautiful season.

The weather is always sunny, and there is not a cloud in the blue sky. I often look up and think that the grassland sky written by Lao She is like this-the sky is so high and so blue. Looking at it, I feel suddenly enlightened. Occasionally, a bird flying across the sky will make your heart tremble. I think it would be nice if people could be as happy and free as birds.

There is no wind in autumn and the air is a little dry. Occasionally a little rain will make you feel comfortable. Smell the earth, the moist air moistens your face, and look at the colorful colors in nature. You will unconsciously open your arms, look up, gently close your eyes and take a deep breath. At this time, you are the leaf, a small flower, a fruit ... you will melt into the autumn life.

I like the yellow color of ginkgo leaves in autumn, especially in the light of street lamps. Against the backdrop of the night, that kind of yellow is not golden, a little delicate and a little subtle. There are few pedestrians on the road, and the ginkgo trees illuminated by street lamps are like oil paintings on canvas, which are beautiful. I also like the red maple leaf. It is so red that no pigment can set off such a strong color. I am dreaming that one day I can go to a big maple forest and wander alone in the maple forest, so that the red of maple leaves can flow into my blood. At this time, I remembered the poem "Stop and love the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February". Presumably, the ancients also had a soft spot for maple leaves.

Autumn is the harvest season. The happiest is the farmer, whose bronzed face and wrinkles carved by years are filled with smiles. The hard work and sweat of the past seem to have never happened. Looking at them, you can't help thinking: happiness is that simple. Why should we worry?

I like autumn. I like all the beautiful things in nature. I love life, and I want to make my life as colorful as autumn.

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