"The plan for a year begins with spring." I believe many people have heard this saying. It seems that spring is the most beautiful season.

But I don’t think so. I think autumn is the most beautiful season of the year.

Even though it's a bit lonely, it's still full of beauty.

Autumn is the beauty of fallen leaves. After the whistling wind blows, summer is gone and autumn is coming.

The leaves change from dense and dense to withered and yellow, and then fall.

It’s a process, but it’s also very beautiful.

I walked on the mountain road, and the densely fallen dead leaves paved a golden road. Walking along it, my body and mind seemed to be integrated with nature.

I picked up a fallen leaf casually, and there was still a slight green color on the withered yellow leaf.

After reading it, ah, I thought to myself, how great the power of autumn is! Even if the leaves are still a little nostalgic, they still have to bring the breath of autumn.

I picked up a few more pieces and put them in the book I carried with me.

Take a stroll out of the woods.

"Fallen flowers are not heartless things, into Chunni more quadrangle".

Autumn is the beauty of returning. The trees return their leaves to the earth and to themselves tomorrow.

Turn splendor into simplicity.

And what about the animals? I was sitting on a stone bench in the park, looking at the autumn sky. A group of geese came. They flew in a row, neatly in the air, as if they had been rehearsed.

I watched and thought: They are going home.

After a year of traveling, it’s time to go home.

However, what about people? "I am afraid that I can't talk about it in a hurry, and travelers have to open their doors before leaving."

This is people's emotions.

Autumn makes people homesick. It would be so happy to go home and visit at this time, making people feel warmer in this slightly chilly autumn.

"Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season."

Autumn is the beauty of harvest. Although the leaves have fallen on the mountains, the whole earth is filled with the joy of harvest.

Miss Qiu came to the field, and Uncle Rice said hello to Miss Qiu. Miss Qiu was the first to turn Uncle Rice into golden color.

Brother Apple and Sister Pear both jumped up and asked Miss Qiu to dress them up.

Miss Qiu held it up with her hand, ah! Brother Apple suddenly became shy and his little face turned red.

"Chi" made the sister-in-law Pomegranate next to her very anxious.

When Miss Qiu saw it, she touched it with her staff, and Aunt Pomegranate opened her mouth with joy.

The earth and the world are peaceful.

Look! Autumn is beautiful, and autumn is a season worth cherishing.

There is still much beauty in autumn - in the sky, on the earth and in people's hearts, it is waiting for us to discover it in our lives.