In your daily study, work or life, you must have come into contact with essay writing, which is a kind of verbal activity with a high degree of comprehensiveness and creativity. You always have no way to write when you write an essay? Here are 6 essays for 4th grade in the fall that I have helped you organize, I hope it will help you.

Autumn fourth grade essay Part 1

The four seasons of spring, summer, fall and winter are four gorgeous pictures. Drawing spring, it is colorful flowers; outlining summer, it is bright green leaves; drawing autumn, it is sprawling rice fields; depicting winter, it is a winter messenger - snowflakes.

Snowflakes gently fall from the endless sky, fluttering and fluttering. A piece of a piece of crystal like jade, white and flawless, like the heavenly fairy sprinkled jade leaves and silver flowers, but also like the heavenly palace sent white angels, is so beautiful, selfless earth dressed up as a fairy tale of the white kingdom.

White sky, white ground, white snowflakes Xiao Xiao sprinkle. In the face of such a silver world, my heart can not help but rise a few points of pleasure, and then with the snow to enjoy the winter state of mind, into this white world.

Good "snow" knows the season, when "winter" is happening. See the snowflakes a silk, seemingly nothing, slowly, lightly floating down, I thought of those words describing the snow, what "white crystal soft clean flawless elegance", remembered the "snow flurry like what?" "to if the willow wadding due to the wind" "grass and trees flowers more than five out of the only snowflakes more than six out of the" "Suddenly like the night spring breeze, money tree ten thousand trees pear blossom", and other poems; remembered The proverb of "the snow makes a good year"; and even Shelley's words in "Ode to the West Wind", "Oh, wind, if winter comes, will spring still be far away?"

Silent snow, still drifting, but heavy fall in my heart, evoking my love for the winter messenger - snowflakes. Snowflakes, not just cold, it has a warm heart of enthusiasm. It selflessly melts itself under the sun's rays, turning into moisture to supply the earth, moisturizing everything in the world.

The leaves are running and fluttering. Each leaf was in such a hurry, like a rush to the faraway ......

The autumn wind was admiring the dance of the autumn leaves with his eyes, when he suddenly realized that the leaves were all chasing after each other to get out of here. The autumn wind whistled, "Come back quickly! Don't be in such a hurry to leave!"

"You are the one who urged us to leave, we have to go!"

The autumn wind is in a hurry, fell a crystal teardrops, slanting autumn rain is like a needle and thread, like ten thousand needle and thread sewing clothes, but also seems to be sewing the whispers of autumn.

A leaf shook on the branch, he did not want to leave the sturdy shoulders. But the paddy stooped down and told it, "You must go, ah, a short departure for a longer expectation."

The leaf had no choice but to start its journey, but when it had just left the branch by 1 centimeter, it regretted why it had to leave. In the past, we all gathered together pectus, chewing the sun, appreciate the moon, snuggled in the arms of the mother. It was so open, so free, so pleasant. From bud to bloom, from green to gold, like a fresh little poem; like a bright melody, lyrical in the branches. Loud and clear in the earth.

Leaves for a while upright, jumping, running; passing a river, it lies on the water, as a small boat, quietly looking up at the sky; passing a small bridge, it rests on a piece of lapis lazuli, listening to the pedestrians singing a wonderful and joyful song on the bridge, passing a coffee shop, he seemed to smell the strong coffee aroma, passing a piece of paddy field, it ......

It floated in the air, saw the vast sky, saw the lovely birds. But it was still sad. It could not control its body which was blown by the autumn wind. It was a leaf that had left the branch, a body that could not be . Leaf.

Suddenly, the wind stopped, and it knew that this was where it belonged.

Autumn 4th grade essay Part 3

Hometown of spring, flowers, birds and flowers; hometown of summer, lotus flowers open, the sun is hot; hometown of winter, goose feather snow, cold winds ...... I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it in a few minutes.

I like the flowers in the fall. The park in my hometown is full of chrysanthemums. Some are not yet open, like a shy girl hiding under the leaves; some are half-open, half-closed, budding; some are competing to open, like pom-poms, like fireworks, like the sun, but also like the mother's curly hair. Osmanthus and chrysanthemums bloom in the fall, walking next to the osmanthus tree, a gust of wind blew, the strong fragrance of osmanthus came to the nose.

The trees in the fall have its attraction. A tall ginkgo tree, standing on the side of the road, like an open umbrella. Into a look, the leaves as if the princess's skirt. The wind gently blowing, a piece of leaves floating down, like a yellow butterfly fly to us. The leaves fall to the ground and give the mother earth to lay a layer of golden carpet. Children in the ginkgo tree, hold up a pile of ginkgo leaves thrown into the air, the leaves in the sunlight, the golden light shining, beautiful. Balsam camphor tree in the fall is also very characteristic, just into the fall when you see it still wearing green clothes. After a few days, you look more carefully, you will find its leaves like an angry face, half red and half green. In late fall, the leaves quietly changed into red clothes.

I like the scenery of the Fuling River most in autumn. The river is flowing, and the reed leaves on the bank are turning yellow, and pieces of reed flowers are growing, and their furry little tails are dancing with the wind. Waterfowl are also in the river "busy" some fishing in the water; some fly on the wing; some stand on the bridge abutment to enjoy the people spread to their food. A harmonious scene.

This is my hometown in the fall, my favorite fall.

Autumn fourth grade essay Part 4

Full of laughter in the fall came, yellow wild chrysanthemums competing to open, although the grass is still a green look, but the earth ushered in the fall of the first yellow leaves.

Walking on the path, the falling yellow leaves like dancing butterflies, as if to tell people the dream of autumn, and as if a golden letter letter jumped and ran to tell people that autumn is coming. They put themselves flat on the ground every day, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the fall.

"Come and see ah, here is an acorn tree!" I shouted, a few children attracted to the oak tree, surrounded by the acorn tree in the direction of my finger, tilted his head to see the tree squatting countless small round acorns, they wear a hat full of pimples hiding in the branches and leaves in the middle of the tree, as if the children and children happily hide-and-seek, and how naughty acorns ah, pointing to the little guy, I told the class that the mother said that the past things: I asked my mother! I asked my mom if the acorns on the oak tree could be eaten. Mom said that the old society living conditions are extremely difficult, always hungry, people are hungry in order to fill their stomachs, had to pick the ripe acorns ground into powder, eat acorn flour to feed the hungry, and now living conditions are good, do not eat that thing, are our children to pick down to play. Children said strangely: "The original cute little acorns can also eat ah."

The distant rice has shown a golden color, the breeze blew over, they dance with the wind, twisting and turning, fluttering show a beautiful dance, glittering with the golden spike like a green carpet embedded with dazzling gold, not far from the day of the harvest, they lowered the heavy head, is tired? Or thanks to the earth mother and the earth mother whispering ah?

What a wonderful autumn scenery ah, the fields in the fall is beautiful, the sky in the fall is also so charming. Blue sky floating in the white feather-like clouds, a moment into a running dog, a moment into a fat pig, a moment it turned into my favorite kitten, how cute ah! I can't help but laugh out loud.

Cool, dry autumn wind to send the message of autumn, full of laughter in the autumn, I would like to keep you a long time, has been with me, we become inseparable good friends.

Autumn fourth grade essay Part 5

The four seasons of the year, there are a hundred flowers in the spring, there is a thick sun such as the cover of the summer, there is a colorful autumn, there is a powder make-up of the winter. I like the most colorful autumn.

Autumn is the season of harvest. Look, the apple trees in the orchard are full of red apples. They are huddled together as if they are discussing a problem. The pomegranate trees are full of red pomegranates, and their "bellies" are bulging with food. Some of them are so full that they are cracked, as if they had heard a funny joke, grinning and laughing.

In the field, the grass brother put on a new golden clothes; rice uncle to the field a brilliant golden clothes; the old sorghum aunt put on the red autumn dress; cotton sister is not weakened by the change of the snow-white gowns.

Ah, fall is not only a harvest season, but also a beautiful season.

Autumn fourth-grade essay Part 6

Days goodbye, time passes, turn into the fall in an instant, the cold wind can not be blown away, found memories of the tree knotted with thoughts. The night sky stars twinkle, lonely and beautiful, tears shine throughout the world. A gust of wind swept by, the bright night in this second turned into a gray, soon, the autumn rain fell from the sky.

The autumn wind whipped my cheeks, raindrops from the umbrella outside the drift down my body, simply throw the umbrella, soothing shower a rain. The rain is not big, but let me forget the memories of the past. Three years ago at the same time, the same place, the same first autumn rain, I met a fall girl with a heart attack. Maybe because I was an autumn girl too, Simone and I became good friends in silence. She told me then that she had less than two months to live. I was really shocked, I couldn't believe my ears, and I even hoped that I had misheard. She calmly said to me, "I'm actually lucky to have lived for sixteen years, which is not long but not short either! Although I don't have much time left, I will go on happily. Death is not scary, what I am afraid of is wasting my years. And I have traveled to many places and learned many things in these sixteen years, and the most important thing is that I have learned to be frank. So I don't fear the coming of the god of death. I have also learned to let go of it by making it this far. However, now I just wish I could spend more time with my loved ones in my remaining days and look back on the road I have traveled. That way I won't have any regrets. Who doesn't have a heart in life? I only wish I could stay filial piety with my mom and dad. That way I will be satisfied." I saw unprecedented calmness on her face, and I really didn't dare to imagine that a girl with less than two months left to live would be so strong. Watching her walk in the rain, I felt a twinge of hurt, but it was replaced by her smile. Her back was so depressed, while her face was swirling with the brightest smile in the world.

Perhaps because it is an autumn rain, the raindrops always carry a hint of faint sadness. Suddenly feel incomparable longing, longing for that last year's autumn rain, longing for that rain in the depression of the back, longing for that chilling smile.

The early fall rain came at night, but also disappeared at night. The rain stops but the heart is still in pain.