Beautiful sentences describing fallen leaves in autumn

0 1, in autumn, poplar leaves turn yellow and hang on trees like yellow flowers; Falling in the air, like a yellow butterfly; It landed in the river beside the tree, like a golden boat.

02. In the maple forest, more than half of the maple leaves have fallen, as if Grandpa Beifeng didn't like our mother earth, and a gust of wind blew off all the leaves. After such a dress, Mother Earth seems to be covered with dazzling sunset glow. The leaves still on the tree seem to have raised torches and cheered for Mother Earth.

03. The ears of rice in Huang Chengcheng are hung with heavy heads, the cotton peaches are like small trees, and the full tidbits are like eggs. Ah, not rice fields, but an ocean of gold; Not a cotton field, but a world of silver.

The river flows quietly, and we like to play in it. Laughter and underwater sound blend together, and man and nature form a harmonious picture. A few yellow leaves and red leaves skimmed over the water, sticking to the river and writing autumn poems.

05, people cold orange pomelo, autumn old phoenix tree.

From a distance, those leaves are clusters, clusters, like intimate friends whispering. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay, yellow is like gold and green is like emerald. They compete with each other and shine in the sun.

07. Autumn is lonely, the season of forgetting troubles, lofty and romantic. This heavy fruit is fragrant everywhere, and it is bleak. There is always a trace of melancholy and sadness in my heart. ...

08. From noon to noon, the sky is like a blue sea. Then a few white clouds floated in the air from a distance, and a few white clouds floated in the blue sky, which was really beautiful. The cloud has been moving. They have changed a lot. They became little sheep and white rabbits. ..........................................................................................................................................................

09. The fallen leaves left their mother to travel alone and experience a colorful life. She will use her last strength to interpret the most colorful music and the most wonderful songs in her life.

10, in this harvest season, watching heavy fruits jingle, like many wind chimes hanging on the treetops, brings people endless joy. Look at those fruits flashing red and green colors on the branches, like many handsome faces, blooming their regretless youth.

1 1. Autumn has come quietly, with light steps and hope and joy of harvest.

12. In the paddy field, a piece of rice in Huang Chengcheng turned up with the autumn wind. In the green vegetable field, the full leaves are shining with crystal dew.

13, I like the colors of autumn, and I always feel that there is no season as colorful as autumn. There are many kinds of green, with distinct levels. If you don't believe me, look at the optical flow in the mountains, which records the colors of all peaks from top to bottom. There are also yellow and red ones. If there is first frost, the blue sky is covered with mountains and red, and the forest is dyed. People who get up early and go up the mountain will also see the beautiful image of the Mid-Autumn Festival in the mist, looming. It is no longer the passion of "frosty leaves are redder than February flowers", but the shyness of "hiding half a face in front of us behind her guitar", just like a beautiful girl waiting to get married.

14, the autumn wind came to the forest, which is a paradise for insects, and autumn insects are scrambling to sing. Crickets, slugs, weaver girls, grasshoppers, cicadas, one after another, bursts, suddenly far and near, suddenly high and low, short duration, rough and fine, just like a wonderful song. These natural notes pieced together into an autumn sonata. All the composers and performers in the vibrant concert hall have added infinite vitality to this autumn. The music of nature and the playing of insects make the forest more harmonious and full of vitality, and the natural music will also immerse us and intoxicate us.

15. On this day, the autumn morning is so beautiful. Leaves and dark green are washed clean, moving in the gentle breeze, and the green is full. Unknown autumn flowers of various colors, like girls to be married, are more enchanting in the morning light. Li Ting stood on both sides of the road, and even the dusty road was washed spotless. The feeling of elegance is everywhere.

16, the blue sky in late autumn is spotless and crystal clear. Clouds are reflected on the clear Jialing River; The microwave of fish scales and the green river water add color to the clouds, which is particularly gorgeous.

17, autumn is coming, and the golden petals of chrysanthemum are slowly blooming.

18, come to my cabin in autumn and warmly welcome a string of golden persimmons hanging on the tree. Persimmons full of energy show people the unique beauty of autumn. In front of the house, Qiu kissed the fiery red pepper affectionately, hanging like firecrackers waiting for people to light it. Autumn gently pounced on my face, adding blessings and joy to me.

19, autumn, beautiful season, harvest season, golden season, is as desirable as spring with flowers in full bloom, as enthusiastic as hot summer, and as charming as winter with snowflakes fluttering.

20. The autumn wind is bleak, and the forest is dyed golden; Walking in this dense forest in the sun really has a unique flavor.

2 1, autumn, in my mind, has always been a sentimental season. Fading and decay play a long ending, just like the whole body and mind are stripped a little, leaving only naked pain.

22. 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.

23. The growth of rice is gratifying. 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 ... Autumn leaves:

24. In autumn, poplar leaves are yellow and hang on trees like yellow flowers; Falling in the air, like a yellow butterfly; It landed in the river beside the tree, like a golden boat.

25. In late autumn, the leaves are yellow and fall to the ground, like a yellow carpet, but the cockscomb is reluctant to thank. In the cold autumn, it is quite independent.

26. Thousands of trees have red leaves. The deeper the autumn, the redder it is. From a distance, they are like rolling flames.

27. In the golden autumn of October, the sparse leaves on the trees are as dry as dry tobacco leaves. Mother Earth opened her broad mind, as if welcoming and hugging the returning children. The fallen leaves returned to her arms and slept sweetly with the earth. Fruit in autumn:

28. In autumn, the red apple opens the green leaves and looks out; Jujube is covered with branches like a little red lantern; Grapes like purple agate hang in strings under the grape trellis. How charming! Autumn has come and the fruit is ripe. Pears are in Huang Chengcheng, apples are red and grapes are shining.

29. Pear trees are covered with pears from Huang Chengcheng, just like lovely gourds. Look carefully, there are many small freckles on pear's face! There are many pears, and the more branches bend, the more pears sit on the ground. Autumn wind:

30. The autumn wind is cool, blowing flowers and trees, as if a warm mother was gently humming a lullaby to send her children into a sweet dream.

3 1, the autumn wind galloped across the field, and everything in the field turned golden yellow. Pieces of gauze-like white clouds floated slowly, as if they were reluctant to leave the beautiful autumn scenery in the world. Qiuhua: Autumn is here, and chrysanthemums are in bloom. There are red, yellow, purple and white. How beautiful! Autumn rain hits the face. Piles of dark gray clouds hold the earth low. It's already late autumn, all the trees in the endless forest are bare, and the old tree stands gloomy and brown moss covers its wrinkles. Ruthless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and they had to wither and stand there bald.

32. Autumn rain is a key. It is cool and gentle, gently, gently, and opens the door of autumn when you are not paying attention.

33. In the autumn rain, there is a box of colorful pigments. Look, it gives the ginkgo tree yellow. Yellow leaves are like handfuls of small fans, which one to fan and which one to fan to drive away the summer heat. It gives red to maple, and the red maple leaves float like stamps, bringing coolness in autumn. Gold is the color of the field. Look, the field is like a golden ocean. Orange and red represent fruit trees. You are squeezing and touching oranges and persimmons, vying for people to pick them! Chrysanthemum fairy gets more colors, such as purple, yellow, white ... beautiful chrysanthemums nod frequently in the autumn rain.

34. The autumn rain masked a very good smell. Pears are fragrant, pineapples are sweet, and apples and oranges, with many sweet smells, are hidden in small raindrops! Children's feet are often attracted by the fragrance.

35. I sat alone in the house that day and watched the leaves falling outside the window.

36. Going out is a fleeting sigh, and seeing Muyefei by the lake.

37. Cabbage looks like a green ocean. The vegetable farmers' uncles are very busy. In the orchard, grapes hang on the branches like jade. Green grapes are like green agate, and purple grapes are like amethyst. Oranges are like big lanterns, Sydney is like a gourd hanging from a branch, and bananas are like a crescent moon ... Fruit farmers' uncles are picking all kinds of fruits with the joy of harvest and singing harvest songs in their mouths.

38. I plucked up my courage again and broke the corn hard. In addition to the sound of corn leaves, there is also the sound of breaking corn. From time to time, I hear a few crisp birdsongs, and my heart is cool.

39. The autumn rain stopped, autumn came and the sun came out. Look, the apple has quietly opened its green leaves. The autumn rain girl is walking in the field. Red sorghum saw Qiuyu girl and looked at herself. She was ashamed and wrapped herself up. Rice saw the autumn rain girl, bent down, as if bowing!

40. In my eyes, autumn is a good season. Although it is not as vigorous as spring and summer, it also has its own uniqueness. In autumn, there is autumn scenery that spring does not have, and there is coolness that summer does not have. Autumn, autumn. Your footsteps are getting closer and closer to us now.

4 1, Xiao Sa breeze and declining temples, who will teach the plan for a while? -Tang Bai Juyi's "Going to Paradise in Early Autumn"

42. There are many beautiful leaves in autumn, such as golden ginkgo leaves, which also make me feel the beauty of autumn. Soft ginkgo leaves stretch the body. A gust of wind blew and they swayed with the wind. Ginkgo biloba leaves, like handfuls of delicate small fans, fan us proudly like peacocks, adding beauty to our lives. Ginkgo biloba leaves have only a few small "blood vessels", which are very unique and will not be forgotten at a glance. The golden ginkgo leaves left a deep impression on me.

43. Long paths spread among the silent leaves. The autumn wind rolled the slightly reddish maple leaves and gently landed among the trees. It has different trajectories, but it has the same fate. The strings of life are all played by yourself. It takes a lifetime to play every note well. When I look back, I suddenly can't see my footprints. The wind is whispering and touching, and the wandering figure is in the distance …

44. October is the harvest season, and the beautiful northern country is even more picturesque: look at the endless rice fields, the rice waves are rolling and golden, like a golden ocean. People have a special preference for autumn. Spring is the season of farming, summer is the season of breeding, and winter is the season of gathering. Only autumn is the harvest season, not the autumn season. When the autumn wind blows across the fields and brings yellow rice and golden rice, people will feel the sweetness of labor and the joy of harvest. The farmers in the field, whose smiles are tanned by the sun, don't know how much sweat they have shed. Now a bumper harvest is in sight.

45. In autumn, the sun is redder and more charming, and the air is sweeter and better. By the roadside, sunflowers waved to me, and the autumn wind swept over my face. Continuous autumn rain pours out her thoughts like a girl. I didn't escape, but let the autumn rain jump and revel on me heartily ... Looking up, the sky was blue and clean as a freshly washed sapphire. From time to time, several groups of birds hover in the air. ...

46. Autumn rain hit them in the face. Piles of dark gray clouds hold the earth low. It's already late autumn, all the trees in the endless forest are bare, and the old tree stands gloomy and brown moss covers its wrinkles. Ruthless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and they had to wither and stand there bald.

47. Autumn is crisp and charming. I like continuous autumn rain, and I also like fruitful results. I hope Miss Qiu will stay on earth forever!

48. Sleep on the earth and shake off everything in Qiu Lai. -Song Xin Qiqi's "The Rhyme of Southern Yan and Fan Kuo in the Red River"

49. Autumn rain blew the golden horn to tell everyone that winter is coming. The little magpie brought branches to build a house, the little squirrel brought pinecones as food, and the little frog was digging a hole to get a comfortable sleep.

50. The clear sky is like the sea, and white clouds are floating slowly like canoes.

5 1, when the steep west wind brushes the sky higher and higher; When the stranger's child looks at the last south flying goose; When the boundless grass on the vast field is swaying and turning yellow-at this time, it is autumn, and it is the season when trees fall leaves.

52. Blue sky. Late autumn, spotless, crystal clear. Clouds are reflected on the clear Jialing River; The microwave of fish scales and the green river water add color to the clouds, which is particularly gorgeous.

53. The wind is so soft, the water is so calm, the sky is so blue and people are so active. Autumn in my hometown is like this, comparable to spring. Autumn in my hometown is much warmer than winter in my hometown, and autumn in my hometown is cooler than summer.

54. Autumn comes with the sound of fallen leaves, and the morning is as 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. Sunset is the wings of time. When it flies away, it will spread out for a while. So dusk.

55. Autumn in my hometown is a harvest season. There are big peaches on the peach tree, big pears on the pear tree, huge oranges on the orange tree and mature rice in the field. Many edible fruits are ripe.

56. The campus in autumn is still brilliant and pleasant, and the trees are still so green; Flowers don't seem to know that late autumn has arrived, but they are still fragrant and open, still attracting bees with fragrance; Butterflies are still dancing on campus, attracting students' attention with their beautiful figures.

57. There are some yellow leaves falling from the trees in the campus flower bed, and people's breath condenses into milky hot air in the air.

58. I really want to hug you tightly and make you feel my heart beat faster because I love you. I really want to hold you tightly and let you feel my shortness of breath, because I love you.

It's still raining, but it's not as sad and lonely as it was just now, because there are endless fields of green old pine trees, an empty house and rolling mountains. It was raining, and the old pine tree described its ups and downs in a hoarse voice, because those ups and downs left countless scars on it.

60. In the autumn night, Gao Lu is thick, and a crescent moon hangs quietly on the southwest horizon. The cold moon shines on the earth, so dark, but the stars in the galaxy are getting brighter and brighter. In the dense and boundless fields of sorghum, corn and millet, this song sounded the sound of autumn insects, and occasionally accompanied by several accompaniment, the fruit blew on the ground intermittently, like a cold eggplant. Willow branches hang quietly on the side of the road, and the shadows cover the winding path of weeds.