2. After the fall rain, the fruits in the orchard are wearing a pearl necklace. Shake the branches with your hand, and that one pearl necklace falls down without a second thought. It dripped on the stone and made a ticking sound.
3. Autumn is full of falling leaves, like butterflies fluttering in the sky. Fallen leaves slowly fall, as if the breath of autumn shear, scattered to all corners of the world, the warmth of the share to everyone, the happiness left to everyone, the blessing to everyone. In the fall, the top of the mountain has been surrounded by thick fog, as if the mountain grandfather wearing a big white straw hat.
4. Look over there, as if the white clouds in the sky fell on the, oh, that is the cotton field ah. I went close to see, see some of the cotton all open ah, showing the snow like white cotton wool; some or peach bones, looks bloated to rupture like; some of the buds, like a girl shy like hesitant to show. Farmers are tied in the waist of a cotton bag, chatting while busy collecting flowers.
5, sycamore trees in the autumn trees look very tall, there are many trees are grown in the spring, and in the fall, the leaves are mostly buried under the tree; and sycamore trees, the fall is when he is in full bloom, his leaves such as maple leaves, the stripes of each leaf are hardly the same, the color of the leaves, from the edge of the yellowing inward. Every tree here seems to have been painted.
6, look at this side of the paddy field, golden yellow rice ripe, heavy rice bounty pressed rice poles are bending, a gust of wind blowing, lifting layers of rice waves. The front of the waves did not run far, the back of the rice waves and catch up, the latter wave to catch up with the former wave, layer after layer, and finally connected into a piece, that is how beautiful ah!
7. Looking out over the endless corridor from middle school to elementary school. Like being in a forest. We looked closely at each tree, some had yellow and green leaves on them, while others were still green, and some had become all yellow. There were other trees where the yellow leaves on each branch blended with the green leaves in a way that made it look extraordinarily well-proportioned. Slowly I became mesmerized by the autumn scenery in this promenade.
8. The persimmon tree on the right is adorned with heavy persimmons, which are so yellow that they look like cute little lanterns. In the dense and verdant holly trees look more bright and lovely. Autumn wind blew, a ? little lantern? gently swayed and flickered. The dead leaves of the sycamore tree fluttered down in the autumn wind, as if the yard was full of fluttering colorful butterflies.
9, after a drizzle, the earth changed a mold. Early in the morning, a burst of fresh air came to the face. The birds in the trees were all ready to fly to the south, and the laughter of the birds could not be seen. From the woods came a rustling sound, it was the falling leaves, they fluttered and fluttered in the air, dancing gracefully and falling to the ground.
10, the beautiful wisteria withered, it can not add color to the campus, but it is very smart, it gave the responsibility to the orchid as just grown up, so that the spring, summer by the wisteria for the school to add color, autumn, winter by the butterfly orchid for the school to add color, so that the campus will be beautiful all year round.
11, unconsciously, out of the forest, the bank is born dense reeds, from a distance, and the near water, the distant trees into one, the color from light to dark, like a painting, is the best painter can not adjust this kind of matching colors. I can't help but think of a poem: ? Since ancient times, autumn is sad and lonely, I say that autumn is born in spring!
12, there are a few sycamore trees in the campus, has turned crimson, the autumn wind blows, a piece of fallen leaves like a butterfly, in the sky happy fluttering, and now and then also change the dance.
13, those grass on the playground, no longer as green as in the spring, but are yellow, deaf to pull the head, look up from afar there is a kind of beauty.
14, then, and came to the playground, I lie on the grass in the fall, looking up at the sky, the sky seems extraordinarily high, or how to say? Autumn high? It! The grasses caressed my arms and my face. We recited the poem of autumn: ? Since ancient times, autumn has been a sad and lonely time, I say that autumn is better than spring. while enjoying the cozy, cool feeling of the grass caressing us.
15, the dusk of late autumn always comes very quickly, before the water evaporated by the daylight on the mountains and fields dissipate. The sun set into the western mountains. So the arid wind in the valley, with its heavy coolness, drove the white mist to wander down the mountain; and the shadow of the mountain peaks, more quickly poured down on the village, and the shadows grew thicker and thicker, and gradually mingled with the night, but soon, again, it was candled by the moon to a silver-gray color.
16, although the fall is not as delicate as spring; not as charming as summer; not as cold as winter. But it has its own unique splendor. Autumn has just arrived, the earth but early with the autumn, the eye-catching green color some yellow, eye-catching green light some faded. Until late fall, the golden waves of wheat rolling, the whole earth seems to be dazzling yellow, eye-catching yellow, glorious yellow. Standing in a hazy golden yellow, gently close your eyes and listen to the melody of autumn, it is so melodious, can not help but make people intoxicated.
17, the park, a cluster of flowers, white, red, large and small, colorful. I bent down and sniffed at the flowers, and a fresh fragrance immediately penetrated my heart.
18, the end of the woods, the distant harvest scene jumped into my eyes. In the field, the rice is golden, as if the ground is full of gold, rice has been bent by the crown of the head, but it is not satisfied with the current situation, but also to continue to grow as if they seem to create the Guinness Book of World Records it! With a joyful smile on its face and the wind blowing, it even beckoned to us, inviting me to take a look at the place where it was staying.
19. The sky is so high! A piece of gauze-like white clouds are slowly floating, as if staying on the earth's beautiful autumn colors, unwilling to leave. At this time, Linlin said to me: ? Look, how pretty the pine trees are there! I looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, I saw a few pines against the fence, more lush and vibrant in the sunlight.
20. The moon, which is not yet full, gradually rises high into the sky. A transparent gray clouds, faint cover the moonlight, the field above, as if a light smoke, strands off, as falling into a dream. After the evening clouds drifted past, the smoke on the field dissipated, and the water-like clear light, rinsing the soft autumn night.