Trees are all autumn, and mountains only have light. "Autumn is walking slowly towards us at a steady pace. Go away quietly. I especially like autumn. I remember when I was very young, my mother always liked to take me to changfeng park in autumn. My mother said that changfeng park was the most beautiful at that time. The slight wind gently blows over the bright and transparent Silver Hoe Lake, creating layers of microwaves that ripple with the swaying boats on the lake. A row of tall and straight buttonwood trees by the lake has lost its summer lush. Autumn shattered the rumors of summer with grace. The leaves also turned into golden butterflies, which fell to the ground and covered them. This kind of scene can always arouse my infinite excitement. I always like to jump around on those rolled leaves. The pattering sound, crisp and stretched, glided across the sky, leaving a trace of echo, and my mother and I giggled. Until now, I can't forget this picture of autumn scenery. I still love stepping on leaves, and I can't give up my childhood dream. Autumn is gorgeous. I still vaguely remember that "the sky is gray and wild, and the wind and grass see cattle and sheep." "My father taught me to recite these poems very early, when I was still very vague about them. Although I didn't understand the meaning at that time, I still enjoyed reciting them. But with the passage of time, I seem to understand their meaning and find that there are many descriptions of autumn, so I transferred my original enthusiasm for autumn to poetry. I am familiar with "the scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and the swallows in Hengyang don't pay attention", and I also know that "the sky is blue, the yellow leaves are falling, the autumn colors are rippling, the waves are cold, and the smoke is thick". While lamenting the poet's witty remarks, he also lamented that the poet always used autumn scenery to express his lost mood or homesickness. Su Shi wrote in "Water Tunes", "When will there be a bright moon? Ask heaven for wine? " A sentence of remembering relatives and friends after drinking, "I wish people a long time and a thousand miles of good scenery" has become a swan song throughout the ages. Yan's "Red leaves and yellow flowers are late autumn, and thousands of miles miss guests" is also an autumn work. I miss my loved ones. However, not all poets believe that autumn is related to bleak. Tu Mu's Mountain Walk is also familiar: "Someone is in Bai Yunsheng, far away in Hanshan. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. "Don't you feel the boldness of autumn and the ease of the poet Gao Huai? I fell in love with the artistic conception of autumn in ignorance. Autumn is beautiful. Autumn is a good day to eat crabs. Crab yellow is solid and Huang Chengcheng. Every time I eat crabs, I always like to find Fahai in the crab shell. What Mr. Lu Xun mentioned in On the Collapse of Leifeng Tower ended in failure every time. So far, I haven't found Fahai, but the taste of crabs is unparalleled. Autumn is rich. It's not all autumn, it's all me, stepping on leaves, reading poems and tasting crab meat. Autumn is beautiful, dancing her skirt gracefully.