Autumn prose

Lead: 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. The following is a selection of autumn essays I brought to you for your appreciation.

Chapter 1: Praise autumn. Autumn is the harvest season. Soybeans, corn and sorghum are all ripe, and I am so tired that I bend over.

The autumn sky is very high, as if Pangu is still propping up heaven and earth; The sky is so blue, just like a painter painting blue paint in the sky.

The leaves of poplar are a little yellow. When the autumn wind blows, poplar wobbles, as if it were old and unstable.

The crops are happy, because they all bear fruit, and they are all saying, "Look, how big my fruit is, and I can rank first among the crops!" " ""You see, my fruit is not worse than yours. "The crops bear rich fruits and leave the sweetness to people, but they gradually turn yellow and get old.

In the campus lawn, grass sneaks out, just like putting a green military uniform on the earth; The beautiful teaching building whispered to me, "I will shelter you from the wind and rain, so you should study hard." The surrounding scenery seems to say to me, "We all have achievements. Is there? " ? Let's race! "

Only Miss Liu bowed her head and said nothing. She was very sad. Crops comforted her one after another: "Although you have no fruit, your figure is very beautiful, which brings beauty to people." Miss Liu finally smiled.

Autumn is so beautiful, I love autumn!

Autumn is coming, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the leaves turn yellow. As soon as the wind blows, chunks of leaves fall from the tree, and dry leaves fall to the ground, making a "quack" sound. There is a lot of rain in autumn, and it is always dripping, so we can't go anywhere. However, the air has become fresh, no longer dry, and once the rain stops, the autumn is crisp and beautiful. Autumn is the harvest season, and there are many fruits. Huang Chengcheng has red apples, sweet pears, sweet and sour oranges and bananas. I like bananas best. I can eat a banana in three bites. I like this fruity autumn.

Stepping on the path leading to the field, there was a cool west wind blowing head-on, and the leaves danced like fairy flowers. The fallen leaves on the ground are like naughty children running, rolling and rolling. Persimmon trees on the roadside are covered with red lanterns. They are close in groups of three and five. The field in autumn is represented by endless ears of rice. From a distance, the ears of rice look like a golden ocean. A breeze is blowing, and the waves in the fields are rolling, which is very charming! The ear of rice was bent by the heavy fruit, shaking its little head as if thinking something.

Walking into the field is like being in a golden ocean. Under the sunlight, it sparkles, and heaven and earth are integrated, and it is golden everywhere. Rice is growing well. Each ear of rice has more than 80 grains, and each grain is full of a big belly that is about to burst. Its stem is thin, but tough. Although it has been bent, it never lies down. Its roots, like eagle's claws, cling to the earth, regardless of wind and rain, without moving at all. Look, the old man over there is harvesting crops. He waved his sickle skillfully. After a period of time, the airtight rice fields are cut several times, which seems to be a golden road leading to happiness. People in the distant grain fields are also busy. ...

Chapter 2: Autumn Scenery Autumn is a fascinating season. Miss Qiu is also a magical lady. She also has a wand. Gently, it will be replaced soon. Spring is colorful. What about autumn? Let's see what color autumn is.

Autumn, let the sun shine on the earth, the endless sky is blue, only two or three clouds, as if cotton is in full bloom among evergreen trees, and the clouds in the sky are particularly clear. Flocks of birds are flying high in the sky, trying to show their skills.

In autumn, the buttonwood trees on the roadside turn yellow. The edge of buttonwood is yellow. Platanus acerifolia hangs on the tree like gold. When the wind blows gently, gold soon falls from the sky, which is very beautiful.

Autumn adds nobility, beauty and magnificence to flowers, and also endows chrysanthemum with tenacious character. It stands out among the flowers and is in full bloom. Bees are working hard. They twisted their round bodies, danced with the word "8" and brewed in the flowers to prepare food for the winter.

Autumn brings us happiness. Children come to fields, streams and trees to enjoy the gifts of nature.

Article 3: Autumn hanging on the wicker really comes early!

Nowadays, hot weather and blazing heat waves are invading people's living space, scorching Zhi Xin. People's living environment is intertwined with the sweat of enjoying the cool, the groaning of back heat and the restlessness of anxiety. People who have been busy all day continue to endure the summer heat, and they don't feel the coming of autumn at all. However, she came in autumn after all. She came so quietly, so hastily, and so fragile. ...

God, I just spit a little light. I bathed in morning dew and walked along the corridor by the river. I haven't been here for many days. I got up early today. I came to the river to appreciate the feeling of autumn coming and listen to the footsteps of autumn coming.

The river is still clear and transparent. Perhaps because of the high temperature evaporation in recent days, the water has become much shallower. At this time, some breezes blew from the horizon, causing ripples on the water surface, breaking the loneliness and discomfort of baking in summer and comforting the dull heart. But I know that once the sun appears, this leisurely breeze will disappear like dew this morning, and you have to feel the taste of setting fire to dry.

I stood by the river for a long time, looking at the weeping willows on both sides of the river bank, and I felt a little uneasy: Is autumn coming? But there is no smell of autumn here. She is still green, still like a girl's drooping hair flowing down the river bank, reflecting the clear river, editing an ink painting scroll in the morning, refreshing. I held my breath and took a few deep breaths of air that was not swept away by the dust: Oh, it's so cool! A long-lost fresh and cool moment flows through every vein of mine. Is this the feeling that autumn is coming? This may be suffering from the heat for a long time, and it is so pleasant to take a little breath!

At this moment, a slender wicker hangs beside my face, and a slight breeze blows her up and shakes her in front of my eyes. The wicker gently touches my face and wakes me up. I looked at wickers on both sides of the river bank, but it was another world. They are as motionless as hair gel, and the warm cool wind can't be taken away by the summer heat, which makes them so reticent. Now, however, she is dancing quietly and gently sending autumn into my heart. At this time, the desert-like heart suddenly has some natural feelings, such as thirst. A clear spring suddenly gushed out of my heart. In this depressed world, no matter how much autumn brings, it will bring a lot of expectations and a lot of coolness!

I looked up at the weeping willows around me, adding a lot of feelings to my heart. When she was green, she happily brought spring to my world. When she was covered with leaves, she melted a cool feeling into my heart. She is green, fresh and fragrant, graceful and full of youthful vitality. However, when I took a closer look, a faint light suddenly flashed in my mind: her pure green began to fade, and several inconspicuous branches and leaves of her body wrapped in green obviously began to yellow. I know, she indicates that autumn is coming. Maybe autumn comes too soon to blow off the yellow Ye Er. Perhaps, autumn is not so rich that it cannot dilute and melt the dreariness of this summer. She just hangs on this wicker in front of me, swaying with the wind and in danger of falling down at any time; Perhaps, she wants to dye the whole world with autumn colors through this fulcrum.

The hot summer has not disappeared, and people have not paid attention to the arrival of autumn, but have been suffocated by the heat. I came to the river with longing, looking for the feeling of autumn and releasing my boredom and anxiety. Looking at the autumn hanging on this wicker, I can't help feeling a kind of hope and surprise: can she stand the wind and grass? If she wants to come down and have a rest, come to my heart. In my world, I will care about and love her with my heart and emotion, because I know that before long, she will dye the earth with her perfect autumn colors, so let me feel her beauty and beauty first, and let me be intoxicated!

Chapter 4: Warmth of Autumn In the last few days of autumn, leaves rustle and fly in the air. Occasionally, yellow leaves fall on the trees, and autumn is haggard and desolate.

My heart has already entered winter.

It is the fifth day of the cold war that attacked me without discussion. Didn't eat together, didn't say a word, and even deliberately avoided meeting. Father, suddenly becoming so strange, seems to be getting farther and farther away from me. ...

Blurred, gradually blurred, as if not long ago, my father and mother were still smiling at the dinner table and giving me food, and were still discussing a certain star with me in front of the TV. Why? The warm spring suddenly freezes everywhere? Everything has changed, a slap, a reprimand, so imprison me and freeze me. As usual, I never heard my father's increasingly familiar car sound again, and immediately went outside to pounce on him; When the sound of the car fades away, I will silently stare at the distant back ... Now, I will still listen to the sound of the car quietly, but I will never move.

After school, I pushed the car into the yard. On the ground, dead leaves are quietly floating in the wind and falling sadly. There are dead Arundo donax in the yard. "Knock, knock ..." I saw a crouching figure. Oh, that's my father. He is cutting the reed into small pieces intently. I subconsciously want to back off, however, he doesn't seem to be aware of continuing to work. I stopped, helped the car, and stood silently watching: he was still the same, always wearing old clothes when he was working, and the brown spring and autumn shirt was washed many times, showing a little bleaching and getting more and more wrinkled. The axe in the hand, without stopping, crossed a small arc in the air, so skilled, without a trace of tiredness. "Hoo-"The cold wind blew and messed up his hair, and there was a little silver light shining clearly on his fluffy hair. Oh, I never noticed that my father's hair had turned white! I have never understood the suffering he endured. ...

No more willfulness, no more hesitation, no more avoidance! I suddenly understood that even if parents in the world were so strict with their children, it was not out of disgust, but because they loved them. Father, isn't it true? Isn't he always thinking about his precious daughter?

Heart, suddenly lit up. Autumn sunshine, so bright, so warm around me. I got off the bus, moved a small stool, walked quickly to my father's side, and gently put it down behind him: "Dad, sit down!" " "Suddenly, he was shocked, but soon, I saw my father's face mixed with a shallow smile of excitement and joy:" Come back, come into the house quickly, it's cold outside ... "

Autumn, so warm; Heart, so warm.

I believe that I will feel particularly warm in this coming autumn and winter.

Chapter five: The situation of autumn turns around inadvertently and meets autumn again. She is always so beautiful and moving, especially after a rain, which shows her quiet and elegant temperament. In my eyes, she is more beautiful than Shi, more charming and more elegant than Zhaojun. Perhaps I can say that in this world, her beauty, her beauty and her tenderness are unparalleled and surprising. Helen and Venus, Hepburn and Monroe? I admit that they are beauties in the world and have various customs. However, they are either not perfect or too rich and vulgar, so pure and natural, brilliant and elegant as autumn. As for the taste, it is unparalleled.

Yes, the beauty of autumn is like a three-dimensional long axis. No matter its lines or colors, it makes people feel ashamed in front of her. Her reserve, self-cultivation, morality, tolerance and forbearance are all natural and just right. The sky is high and the clouds are light, under the hedge of chrysanthemum picking, the rain hits banana, the reeds fly, the mountains of Orange Island are all empty, the galaxy is brilliant, the wild boats cross the river, the begonia still falls all over the river, and then to the old trees in Gu Teng and the crow bridge. What scenery and customs are not charming and full of heroic temperament? No wonder Zi An, the first of the four outstanding figures in the early Tang Dynasty, couldn't help but blurt out: Sunset and loneliness are the same as autumn water! How lonely Qi Fei is. The sky is the same color. He brought the whole autumn to the world, and at the same time, he released all the autumn breath to the fullest. At this time, close your eyes or listen, I think, there will be ebb and flow in your heart, your thoughts will roll, and you will fly under the blue sky and white clouds with the feathers of memory and the falling leaves flying outside the window.

I remember when I was a child, there was a song that was sung like this: there were white clouds floating in the blue sky and horses running under them ... This song has a history of thirty or forty years, but now I am still familiar with it, not only blowing it with melodious whistles, but also singing loudly from time to time. The reason is not only catchy, but also a more important reason, that is, it is related to autumn, and everything related to autumn has aroused my great enthusiasm and investment in life. In short, it is unknown whether life meets autumn unexpectedly or whether she will bring the same situation and taste to my life. But in any case, the beauty and yearning, expectation and hope of autumn can always make my mood happy and released through singing!

I even wonder if I was born for autumn, otherwise how could I like her so much? Her smile touched my eyes and thoughts. When I saw the blue sky and white clouds, I thought of my own ideas. When I saw a fallen leaf, I thought of the season and cycle of my life. Seeing the sunrise, the setting of the moon and the raindrops hitting the window reminds me of the roads and experiences I have traveled in the past few years and the bits and pieces of my life. Now life is sitting in the embrace of autumn, and I can't help but throw myself into it. The taste of that season and the taste of life will make me haggle over every ounce.

Yes, I love autumn as much as a lover. Because of this, I like to haggle over every ounce, I like to worry, I like to go to the west wing alone and have nothing to say, I like to sit on the shoulders of years and listen to lonely shepherds. Of course, in this season of life, it is more suitable to go to the seaside alone or study behind closed doors. In a cup of afternoon tea, improvising a Moonlight Sonata or Adalia by the Sea is also the choice to sing with Qiu. If there are two kinds of scenery outside the window at this moment, the impact on the soul of life will definitely be unforgettable. After all, the taste of autumn is always memorable and memorable! Otherwise, from ancient times to the present, how can so many literati express their feelings and sing them to themselves?

When will there be a bright moon? Ask heaven for wine. I don't know what year tonight will be ... I hope people can live together for a long time. This is a well-known classic about autumn, written by a legendary Dongpo layman. His writing, painting, calligraphy, or his life are all perfectly reflected through his works. Of course, if you can match it with a pot of wine and chimes, it naturally coincides with autumn.

It was night and the moonlight was like water. I walked along the winding river and the sky was quiet. Scattered stars float on the river, and the wind blows, making ripples like fallen leaves. I feel particularly comfortable and happy when the ship with my language ready sails on the calm water and hits the autumn wind and autumn breath blowing from the opposite side. It's a good time for frogs to sing and insects to sing in the distance, and it's a pity that the breeze is bright and the moon is bright.

At present, it coincides with the Millennium solar terms. Sitting by the river for a long time feels a little cold. For me who is afraid of heat, it is refreshing and comfortable. I took out my stress harmonica with me and played my favorite "Wild Goose in the South", and my mood danced with the geese. How I wish my life could stay in my favorite season like a wild goose, or even linger, but I know that life is always limited, and wild geese are no exception. Yes, since God created me and gave me fresh life, it is natural to cherish everything in the present.

It's late at night, it's far away, people are quiet, and the taste of autumn is getting stronger and stronger. ...

Chapter 6: Memories of Autumn "Autumn has come, autumn has come, and crops in the field are growing happily: cotton is white, soybeans are full, sorghum is red, and rice is bent with laughter ..." Whenever I think of this catchy nursery rhyme, my heart is full of longing and yearning for a beautiful autumn; Whenever I sing this children's song describing the image, it will remind me of good memories and good imagination of autumn again and again!

Yes, Miss Qiu is here, and it's time for people to bid farewell to the unbearable heat. Miss Qiu first held a huge iron fan, flying in the sky, fanning the autumn wind, blowing the earth in bursts, driving away the summer flame-like heat. Miss Qiu also called on the Dragon King of the East China Sea to cast magic. Autumn rain fell and fluttered on the earth, and with the autumn wind, the summer flame was extinguished.

Driving away summer heat and cooling down, the weather is cool and the melons and fruits are fragrant, which are the remarkable characteristics of early autumn. The phrase "wear long sleeves in the morning, a scarf in the afternoon and a cold quilt at night" is a true portrayal of early autumn; Turpan's grapes, Hami's melons, have traveled all over the supermarkets and streets in the north and south of the river, and the red cooked sorghum is the most powerful witness in early autumn!

Autumn is crisp, enjoying the moon and fragrant osmanthus is still a unique phenomenon in Mid-Autumn Festival. That "August 15th is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon's story is strong, and WU GANG holds osmanthus wine for a long time" and other mythical romantic stories under the old moon tree, and the custom of eating moon cakes and enjoying the moon and looking up at the distance is enduring year after year; Children's song "The moon on the 15th is sixteen circles, and the golden toad lies on the pomegranate tree. I want to eat round pomegranate, but I'm afraid the golden toad won't talk "is a song that I can never get tired of listening to;" The love song of "an autumn rain and a cold shower, adding clothes in the Mid-Autumn Festival, warning the lover to know, but fearing that the lover will not appreciate the light" truly describes the climate characteristics of the Mid-Autumn Festival and the shy psychology of infatuated women, which is pleasant to recall and fresh in memory.

Late autumn is a season of harvest and beauty. Seeing the mountains are full of red, the forest is dyed: the persimmons on the mountains are like strings of red lanterns, full and shiny, and greedy people want to pick them when they see them; Maple leaves covered with trees are as red as blood. If you put an article in a book, you will feel quite critical every time you read it. It is the romance and affection of the scholar, and it is the witness of good memories. Look at the rich crops and fertile fields: white cotton, full soybeans, tumbling rice, and sweet potatoes with swollen tubers. These are the fruits of farmers' hard work in spring and summer, and they are also solid hopes for a year! "Look at the boundless rivers and seas, hundreds of rivers contend for currents, eagles strike the sky, fish eyes are shallow, and all kinds of frosty days are free"! ......

Ah! Beautiful autumn, beautiful scenery, beautiful autumn story, beautiful autumn memory! There are too many stories in this autumn, and the memory cells in this autumn are too active to elaborate for a while. In short, a thousand words can be summed up in one sentence: I love the crisp autumn air, I love the golden breeze blowing gently in autumn, I love the raindrops in autumn, and I love the fruitful results in autumn!