Talking about fallen leaves in the autumn leaves circle of friends

Quotes about Autumn Fallen Leaves on Moments (Selected 60 Sentences)

With the rapid development of mobile Internet and social networks, more and more people like to post comments on Moments. , to share the memorable little blessings in your life. So what kind of comments can you make that won’t go down in the street? Below is a collection of quotes about fallen leaves in autumn (selected 60 sentences) that I have collected for you. You are welcome to read them. I hope you will like them.

Talk about fallen leaves in the autumn circle of friends 1

1. The autumn wind suddenly blows, and the fallen leaves return to their roots; the still water flows eastward, and the moon shines brightly on the lonely night. Autumn gives people a sad and lonely feeling. Some people will feel sad about spring and autumn in such a season, and lament the impermanence of life in such a season.

2. That autumn, my heart swayed with the bleak autumn wind, and my thoughts were withered and buried like fallen leaves. Everything disappeared in that misty autumn.

3. After two rains, it seems that autumn has come earlier. The breeze is cool and the autumn mood is full. It seems that everything has become quiet. The quietness is more awakening than that in spring, and the quietness is more peaceful than spring. Summer is clearer, and the quietness is more peaceful than winter.

4. If you are sad, then it is a huddled corner, making people mourn in autumn; if you are sad, the ground is full of fallen leaves, anxious The autumn wind is overwhelming, the wind is blowing, and the atmosphere of farewell is brewing everywhere, but it is full of tears, so autumn will be an autumn of farewell.

5. I like autumn. I like everything about autumn like a devil. Autumn leaves and autumn rain are so sad in my eyes. There are yellow leaves everywhere again, and it is the season of withering.

6. Autumn is also a season of longing. Some miss their relatives far away, and some miss their lovers in a different place. As for me, what am I missing? It seems that I don’t miss anything. I just have many, many thoughts, but I can’t put them into words. I was originally a child born in summer, but it is not as bright as summer, but I have the sadness of autumn. Perhaps because of this, I have a different feeling about autumn.

7. In the golden autumn of October, the sparse leaves on the trees are as dry as dry tobacco leaves. Mother Earth's open and broad mind seems to be welcoming the returning child. The fallen leaves return to Mother Earth's arms and sleep sweetly with the soil.

8. As soon as September arrives, the mood of autumn comes. The mood of autumn slips in on a foggy dawn and disappears in the hot afternoon. It tiptoed across the treetops, staining a few leaves red, and then flew away in a cluster across the valley.

9. Walking on the streets in autumn, I feel a bit melancholy and melancholy. Looking up at the sky, the setting sun is like blood. Looking down at the ground, it is full of withered and yellow leaves. Autumn is really a sad time. season.

10. It started to rain outside the window. At first, only a subtle "rustling" sound could be heard, which seemed hollow and distant. Gradually, the sound got closer, as if slowly and gently coming from a deep place. As you walk closer, the raindrops tap on the window sill, just like your gentle dove-like hands tapping gently on the table. Listening to the rain knocking on the window at night, although the artistic conception is beautiful, it also illustrates the boredom and loneliness of the listener. How I long to hold your hand gently on such a night, take a closer look at your face, lingering eyes, affectionate, let the wind blow outside the window and the rain patter.

11. Fallen leaves hurried past. But I can't imagine the last threshold at the end of life and what is behind it. But I think every tree of life that is close to it will fly its last leaf at the last moment.

12. I just want to give away this autumn that belongs to me. Let it take away all the memories I have left in this season.

13. There is a lot of coldness in this autumn. This autumn night is full of red trees, and the eyes are full of silence. I can hear the cold blowing in the corners, whimpering, and everything is empty. It is hard to beat the autumn, wind and rain. It's better to miss someone than to be sad.

14. Looking back suddenly, autumn has quietly faded away, and I am the only one tasting the desolation of this season. But I have always missed the sadness of falling leaves; I have missed the solemnity of the sunset over the long river; I have also missed the sadness of the setting sun on the ancient road.

15. That autumn, the autumn wind was also blowing, and the fallen leaves were yellow. The fallen leaves were swirling around the trees in the wind, with a hint of helplessness, a hint of silence, and a hint of reluctance, singing a low voice of farewell. Song, saying goodbye to the big tree she once loved deeply.

16. The weather in late autumn is getting colder, and the leaves have turned yellow and fallen to the ground, like a layer of yellow carpet. Only the camphor tree cannot bear to wither, giving it a sense of independent cold autumn.

17. Autumn is a nostalgic season. Many stories and people are connected inadvertently, and I miss you quietly. It seems that it is always in such a cold and deep autumn. Looking back suddenly, I realized that the road I had traveled was so desolate. The romantic past is unbearable to look back on, and the years of hard work are still vivid in my mind.

18. The leaves in early autumn are just a little yellow, but they have already begun to indicate that they are about to fall, and also indicate that the story is somewhat sentimental. The autumn sounds of the trees and the cold colors of the mountains are all buried. A little desolation, a little sadness, a little tranquility, a little fantasy.

19. After two rains, it seems that autumn has come earlier. The breeze is cool and the mood of autumn is full. It seems that everything has become quiet. The quietness is more awakening than that in spring, and the quietness is more peaceful than spring. Summer is clearer, and the stillness is more tolerant than winter...

20. Outside the window, the autumn rain is pattering, clear and cold, like an elf who has fallen into the mortal world, dancing and singing softly, but indistinctly. . The autumn wind blows, and the coolness suddenly arises. I can't help but brew a cup of hot tea, quietly watch the leaves slowly stretch out in the curling smoke, smell the faint fragrance of tea, sip lightly, and the heat dissipates the slightest coolness. , but my thoughts are getting denser and denser with the sound of rain. Autumn windy and rainy nights are the times when heartbreak is most likely to occur. Destiny is as deep as the chaos of the sea. As I said, no matter how I try to catch up, I just stay behind you and I can’t catch up with you... Talk about Autumn Fallen Leaves Moments 2

1) Withered yellow fallen leaves, one or two. , floating lightly on the water, like countless small boats, swinging slowly with the wind.

2) The fallen leaves float to the underworld and return to silence. No power can restore a fallen leaf and make it return to the branch, as bright and green as ever. This is a passing, a natural process. It will eventually penetrate deep into the soil, turn into fertilizer, and nourish another new life. This is its own continuation and transcendence, and it is also the eternity of the beautiful moment of fallen leaves.

3) The autumn wind swept by, and the leaves fell one after another. Some danced like butterflies, some spread their wings like orioles, and some spun lightly like dancers.

4) The leaves on the trees are gradually turning yellow, and the falling leaves are like golden birds, flying up and down.

5) Qiu Yu slapped them in the face. Piles of dark gray clouds weighed low on the earth. It is already late autumn, and the endless trees in the forest are all bare. The old tree stands gloomily, letting the brown moss cover the wrinkles on its body. The ruthless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and they had no choice but to stand there naked.

6) The wind continued to blow, and the leaves fell one after another. The cherry blossoms seemed to be infected and fell with the wind. Watching the withered flowers falling sadly, I realized that autumn had already arrived unknowingly, the leaves had turned yellow, and the flowers had failed. This is a season of colorful fallen flowers, desolation and desolation. It is also a season full of poetry and painting. Many poets and painters have recited poems and painted pictures for it. Perhaps only in such a season can people calm down to think about problems and understand life.

7) The ripe red beans, some like agate, some like pearls, are hanging all over the branches, forming a small flower umbrella with the dense green leaves. It’s so cute!

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8) The leaves are swaying in the wind. Suddenly, a leaf was blown away from the embrace of the big tree by the wind without paying attention. It hovered quietly in the air, fluttering gently in the wind, like a dying butterfly flying in the air. Finally, Floating to the ground in a graceful arc. At that moment, the heartstrings were touched. It turned out that this was the way it chose to face death. Even if it reaches the end of its life, it must show its most beautiful side and not want to leave with any regrets.

9) The endless falling trees rustle and the endless Yangtze River rolls by.

10) These falling leaves look like colorful petals scattered by fairies.

11) The spring is bright, and the young leaves are green. They are like newborn babies, delicate and fresh. They happily start their own life. This is the prelude to joy; summer is long, and the leaves are green. With the deep green, quietly savoring the joy of life, this is the beautiful and long subject; the autumn is long, the leaves fall peacefully to the ground, that is their final destination, life ends here, this is graceful And it’s a sad ending. Perhaps its dream has been shattered, but it is not sad at all, and it smiles as before.

12) The fallen leaves in the North create such a tragic atmosphere! The fallen leaves are dyed golden yellow, or even vermilion and cyanotic ocher. The first thing that fell might just be two pieces, like a golden butterfly with two broken souls. But then, there were golden and red showers. Then, a golden-red carpet was spread out under the tree. And on top of this carpet, bare and sparse tree trunks and branches stood upright, as if made of iron, piercing the high blue sky and light clouds.

13) In the early morning, I came to the park. I found that the trees in the park were not as green and lush as before, and the leaves fell all over the ground. A gust of autumn wind blew by, and the fallen leaves on the ground danced in the wind, like beautiful butterflies dancing gracefully. Some of the fallen leaves on the ground have withered; some have just fallen and still have a faint hint of green; others have fallen a few days ago and have several holes eaten by insects.

14) Look, the maple leaves are fiery red, glowing red, and bright red. They are fluttering in the autumn wind, smiling in the sunset, and are praised by people. Show off your beautiful body vigorously. Looking at the fiery red maple trees, I couldn't help but think of the poem by Du Mu, a poet from the Tang Dynasty: "Frost leaves are as red as February flowers.

15) The autumn wind accompanied by the fallen leaves began the journey of two people on the same road. . The vitality of spring has dimmed. The colors of spring and the heat of summer have been buried by autumn. Autumn has brought a sense of sadness.

16) Some people say that the fallen leaves in autumn are like snow in winter. Snow will turn into water in spring, and water will turn into steam, and then turn into rain or snow, and then return to the ground. Over and over again, the snow will always surround the ground in some form. Today's autumn leaves seem unable to complete the same cycle as snow. The rustling sound when the wind blows off the leaves is the last dialogue between the fallen leaves and the trees. They will be carried away by the wind, or burned by people, in the raging fire. With tears in his eyes, he turned into ashes.

17) Walking alone in the courtyard, stepping into the shade of a tree, the rustling sound under my feet is like the whisper of life. The autumn wind rustles, playing sad string rhymes. The sky is high and the clouds are clear, and the shadows of a group of geese pass by. Suddenly, a fallen leaf broke into my sight, gently brushed my cheek, quietly rotated in the autumn wind, and slowly fell to the ground. I slowly stretched out my palm and let it float into my palm.

18) When I saw the fallen leaves, I thought of the sweaty teachers who used their spring breeze and rain-like teachings to make us thrive; when I saw the fallen leaves, I thought and felt that autumn should not be Sad; when I see the fallen leaves, I think of the cleaners, who are unknown but do extraordinary work in ordinary positions... When I see the fallen leaves, I think of many, many things.

19) Fallen leaves are like beautiful butterflies. When they fall, each of their spinning dances makes people feel that they are just beautiful butterflies. They are accompanied by the breeze. , spinning gracefully to the drums of the wind, and returned to the embrace of Mother Earth.

　20) I like the fallen leaves in autumn, and I like to treasure them deeply in the pages of my books, in my drawers, and in the beautiful world I decorate. Looking for my life, looking for the color of my life, and the origin of my inability to be free and easy. Falling leaves are not just the curtain call of the dance pavilion, but the construction of a new dance floor, in the noise, in the autumn wind, in the story Here, in the world of sound and silence, fallen leaves are floating gently here and there, in the world of the sea of ??people, in the beautiful nature.

21) Squatting down, picking up a fallen leaf, and carefully counting the visible textures, I feel that life is so important, the wind comes in waves. How many little leaves go to find their mother? This short but meaningful ceremony is neither grand nor gorgeous, but in the autumn wind, it seems somewhat depressed, but the end of the past is also the beginning of the present. The leaves fall and go deep into the world. Soil can also be turned into nutrients, and we must continue. With a new beginning, there will be a new direction.

22) Those yellow leaves are lying on the ground irregularly, and the road bricks and asphalt roads are sullen, ruthlessly blocking them from the soil. The fallen leaves are like homeless children, letting the wind blow them from East Street to West Street.

23) At this time, a peach-shaped leaf fell in front of me. I held it in my hand and thought: It might be a small fairy peach that Sun Wukong accidentally knocked off when he stole it. ?As soon as it fell to the mortal world, it turned into a small leaf. I put it under my nose and smelled it, and it seemed to have the aroma of ordinary peaches!

24) Fallen leaves are lonely. In this autumn, they fall lonely. They are the main theme of autumn and also the main theme of autumn. Symbolizes the ultimate of all things. The maple leaves are dyed red and the ginkgo trees are falling. It's a pity that he can't stand in the cold winter and accompany me through the world of pink makeup and jade. But he was so chic and without any sadness. He came in a hurry and left in a hurry in autumn, so busy that he left no gap.

25) It is no longer green, but yellow. It has lost its former youth and has become old. Maybe you would say it is ugly because it becomes a stain on the beauty of nature. However, I say it is beautiful. It is old now, but it was once glorious. It will now be integrated into the earth and become soil. It will also nurture young trees and old trees, so that the leaves they will grow in the future will be more beautiful. They are more brilliant.

26) The autumn wind blew by, picking up the fallen leaves. Flying, flying... The last yellow leaf finally settled in the corner of my eyes, gradually dispersed, became smaller, and finally disappeared. The scenes from the past appeared before my eyes again.

27) Fallen leaves, it is you who embellish the autumn jungle. The jungle is like a landscape painting, making autumn more gorgeous. It is you who dance happily like a dancer and fly like a butterfly. It brings us a beautiful feeling.

28) Look, there are leaves falling down over there, some dancing like butterflies, some flying like birds, and some spinning lightly like dancers. I ran over and stretched out my hands to catch a piece. Ha, it looks like a golden boat. Maybe it fell down because it wanted to fall into the arms of the river? I gently put it into the river. The river flowed loudly, as if applauding in welcome. The "little boat" swirled gently, said goodbye to me, and began its interesting voyage.

29) Look! The golden grass in autumn is dotted with dots of fiery red. It is the maple leaves falling gently in the breeze, like red palms rushing towards the earth and throwing into the earth. The embrace of the beautiful grass is like the dazzling stars in the night sky, and the beautiful grass is like a painter accidentally dripping red paint into the golden color, making the autumn colors more charming.

30) Walking on the mountain path, you are not attracted by the geese flying south, nor are you fascinated by the fragrant osmanthus, but you are only stopped by the golden ginkgo trees that have fallen all over the place. Those once golden and brilliant leaves that attracted people to linger and watch, danced in the air like butterflies, as if they were saying a final farewell to this important ceremony, and then returned to the earth like a child jumping into the arms of its mother.

31) There is a sycamore forest not far away. Look, the pieces and clusters of sycamore leaves are really like a yellow ocean. And a sycamore leaf is like a beautiful yellow butterfly. The shape of the sycamore leaves is peach-shaped, like a child's palm. The prominent lines are like a child's palm prints, so cute.

32) Walking into the maple forest, the maple leaves are as red as fire, as proud as red flags, and as bright as roses. Hey, another gust of wind blew, and a few maple leaves fell down, like big red butterflies, dancing gracefully for a party! I also acted as a little Du Fu for a while, and recited "Mountain Journey": "Far up the mountain" The stone path on the cold mountain is sloping, and there are people deep in the white clouds. I parked my car to sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February."

33) We came to the ginkgo forest in the deepest part of the park, the leaves of the ginkgo are yellow. Yellow, green and colorful, they are small and exquisite, only half the size of a palm, very cute. The ginkgo leaves are like small yellow and green cattail fans, which are quietly fanning us!

34) Walking on the path covered with golden carpets, I feel much more cheerful, and suddenly from a sudden A leaf fell from the tree. This leaf was so small. There were many wavy edges around the leaf, and the veins were very clear one by one. It looked like a fan carefully made for the emperor. Maybe the castle was on the border in the past, and was being transported. At that time, the fan accidentally fell down and fell into the world. I thought happily that I must be the first one to get it. I looked at it from the left and touched it from the right. It seemed to be very novel.

35) At this time, a leaf "flyed" down from the tree, like a dancing butterfly. I took it and saw that it was a boxwood leaf. Boxwood leaves are oval in shape and the color changes are very interesting. The boxwood leaves were light green at first, and then turned into dark green after a few gusts of autumn wind blew. Finally, the boxwood leaves dried up and rolled up toward the middle, just like the baby leaves were keeping themselves warm. But the boxwood leaves also have a fragrance after they wither, and they want to leave the fragrance in the world at the end of their lives. This moved me very much.

36) A maple leaf fell on my shoulder. When I looked, there was another maple tree. The maple leaves were fiery red and swaying on the tree. When the wind blew gently, the maple leaves looked like The little baby fell to the ground singing and dancing. At this time, Maple Leaf started the sprint race with the help of Granny Feng. Why are maple leaves so red? It turns out that maple leaves are originally green because they contain chlorophyll. In autumn, some objects called anthocyanins enter the maple leaves again, so the maple leaves turn red. The maple leaf is shaped like a palm, with five forked leaves. Probably the maple leaves in the past did not have five leaf forks. Later, my palms probably grew like that out of envy.

37) The smooth and delicate maple leaves are close together, just like brothers close together, shaped like palms. Especially their color. The rich fiery red color, which is as red as a burning fire, seems to be dripping from the tips of the leaves. The fiery red maple leaves seemed to warm my heart and I could not feel the chill of the autumn wind.

38) The autumn wind gradually blows, and the flying leaves fall into the soil. The setting sun casts its gentle afterglow on them, and the leaves are golden and bloom with the last ray of light. That is the indelible landscape they left to the world. I closed my eyes tightly and suddenly remembered: "Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers."

　39) The autumn wind is desolate, rolling up the long yellow sand, and the withered leaves are flying all over the sky with it. . The pieces are like butterflies and elves, floating in the sky for a long time and refusing to fall. After a while, it lay quietly on the ground again, telling its sorrow alone. Everything was so quiet. I didn’t hear the joy of the harvest, I didn’t see the fruitful results, and I couldn’t even imagine that this was the autumn I was waiting for. In this autumn, the only fear is that the leaves will fall! I originally said that the melody of autumn is tense and radical, but I can't understand its rhythm. It is more like the helplessness and melancholy in "Autumn Moon in the Han Palace". I thought autumn would be a joyful and picturesque place with pleasant scenery, but the real thing is bare branches and sparse trees.

40) The earth is wearing a golden sweater, withered yellow leaves and bright maple leaves falling down, like a few colorful butterflies flying in the air. Although the frost is coming, Grandpa Qingsong is still wearing a green robe, which makes him look even greener. In the garden, the chrysanthemums are blooming, red as fire, pink as clouds, and white as snow, so beautiful. All the leaves on the persimmon trees have fallen, but the yellow persimmons are still hanging on the fingers, like large and small orange lanterns, and the red crabapples weigh down the branches.