Autumn in my heart composition

Introduction: Autumn symbolizes stability and virtuousness; Autumn is like an elegant window screen, easy-going and tranquil; Autumn is like a lone bamboo in an old courtyard, pure and noble; Autumn is plain but profoundly embodies Youthful and innocent nature. Autumn in My Heart Composition

The wind caressed my face gently and gently. I knew that the beautiful autumn girl had returned from traveling.

There was already a hint of coolness in the air, and I knew that I was in Sister Qiu’s arms. Although Sister Qiu is not as fresh and pleasant as spring, she is not as noble and elegant as winter, nor is she as hot as summer. However, I just love her, her sentimentality, and her simplicity.

In autumn, under the big trees, the leaves fall one by one. Sister Qiu is playing with these fallen leaves in the air, making them rotate and jump from time to time. Sister Qiu let the fallen leaves dance in the air and fall gracefully.

The autumn in my heart is gray. The autumn rain is lingering in the rain and fog, everything is gray, and the air is also filled with the atmosphere of melancholy. In melancholy, the light comes out of the gloom, and life comes to an end, such as fragrant fallen leaves, luxuriant grass, and faint insects. In their final journey of life, what they left to the world is still so poignant.

The autumn in my heart is colorful. The red season is emotional, the golden season is the harvest of joy, and the gray season is the drizzle of sorrow. Intertwined into a gorgeous dream in my heart.

I love autumn because her clothes make the orchards smell fragrant, because she gives people such joy in the fruits of their own hands, and because she is sentimental and makes everything hazy. More beautiful. The autumn in my heart is a polyhedron, and each side has a unique nature and different emotions. This makes me dare not say lightly that the autumn color in my heart is a certain color. It can also be said that autumn in my heart is like A palette so colorful that it’s hard to figure it out. Autumn in My Heart Composition

Autumn is not as vibrant as spring. Autumn is not as passionate and unrestrained as summer. Autumn is not like the snow in winter that heralds a good harvest. Autumn is so strange.

I walked towards the woods. The wind started blowing and the leaves fell. That means autumn is here!

The autumn weather is crisp and the cool breeze is blowing, look! The maple leaves turned red when they saw autumn, as red as fire and clouds. Looking up, my reality is all red, no! Look! It was bit by bit golden, and it turned out to be osmanthus. No wonder there is always a fragrance that is refreshing.

Walking on this path, the sound of "sand~sand~" is so clear and sweet. At first, I thought it was the sound made by the wind blowing through the trees. It was not until now that I discovered that it was the sound made by me stepping on the leaves. I picked up a leaf carefully, for fear of breaking a small corner of it. I savored it carefully: the cracks clearly recorded the wind, frost, snow and rain I had experienced in my life. However, it was still willing to dedicate itself and quietly fell down to provide nutrients to the big tree.

Autumn is the beauty of returning. The leaves of the trees returned to the earth, to themselves tomorrow, turning the splendor into simplicity, and left quietly. In the sky, the wild geese returned south, drawing arcs in the sky.

The pomegranate also grinned eagerly. Seeing his smile, I laughed too. Of course, the ones who should laugh the most are the farmer uncles. They know that their work is not in vain. As soon as I saw the pomegranate tree, which was full of fruits, I smiled from ear to ear. It looked very similar to pomegranates.

Look! Look! The autumns I have walked through, one after another, are beautiful, peaceful, and worthy of our collection!