Six color compositions in the autumn of the third grade, 400 words.

400-word color composition in autumn of senior one and senior three.

The hot summer has quietly left, and the colorful autumn has arrived. Miss Qiu came to us with light steps. The orchard is very lively. The red apple looks like a lovely little girl. Pomegranate smiles, and fiery persimmons hang high on the branches like red lanterns. Pears in Huang Chengcheng are like gourds, silently guarding the orchard.

In the farmland, corn showed golden fangs and giggled. Cotton was amused and opened its mouth. The rice also bent over with laughter. The fiery red sorghum stands like a torch held high. At first glance, the golden rice fields are like golden carpets, which are very beautiful.

In the vegetable garden, vegetables are covered with colorful autumn clothes. Eggplants wear purple robes, beans wear green jumpsuits, and even the most humble potatoes have a khaki coat to keep out the cold.

Ah, autumn, you are both a harvest season and a colorful season. I love you, this colorful autumn!

A 400-word color composition in autumn of senior two and senior three.

Autumn is coming. What color is autumn? Autumn is red. You see, the bright red maple leaves are covered with branches and fluttering in the wind, as if countless pairs of small hands are calling us. Bright red maple leaves look like burning flames from a distance. At this time, I remembered a poem: stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

Autumn is golden. There is a bumper harvest of rice in the field. The wind blows, and the golden rice seems to be dancing! The farmer's uncle is busy harvesting golden rice.

Autumn is blue. Autumn is the season of crisp autumn. The sky is dark blue, as if it were an endless sea!

Autumn is white. Fragrant chrysanthemums are in full bloom. If you cross the chrysanthemum, you will be intoxicated by the chrysanthemum and don't want to go home. You really want to lie in the chrysanthemum and sleep. Exactly: I don't know where to go, I want to invade the bed with flowers.

Autumn is golden. Autumn is the harvest season. There was a bumper harvest of fruit in the orchard, and the farmer's uncle carefully put the fruit in the basket. There are brothers Jin Li, grandpa banana bent like the moon, and sister orange. ...

Autumn is the season of harvest, autumn is the season of melon and fruit fragrance, and autumn is the season of colorful. Autumn is colorful and autumn is the most beautiful season!

A 400-word color composition in autumn of grade three.

With Miss Xia's departure, Miss Qiu in gold gauze came. Autumn is the harvest season; The autumn wind sweeps away the fallen leaves, and they fall. What color is autumn? Autumn is yellow. The mountains took off their green coats and put on their golden windbreakers. The mother tree by the river also clothed the young leaves with Huang Cancan's coat. Naughty leaves swing gently under grandma Feng's push. Grandma Feng. Grandma Feng used too much force and accidentally broke Bayeux's swing. Grandma Feng caught a cold, and Aqiao broke the young leaves from the mother tree's arms. Leaves are flying in the air and spinning happily. In the orchard, the Huang Chengcheng fruit on the tree is like a chubby doll; In the field, from a distance, it is golden. The rice is yellow, and the ears of wheat are full of fruits. When the wind blows, it seems to nod to welcome us! Autumn is yellow.

Autumn is red. Red, red, vigorous, yes! Looking at the maple forest from a distance, it seems that there is a fire burning. I really quoted a poem by Du Mu: Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. On the ridge, sorghum smiled and bent. Heavy sorghum is red. On the mountain, there are many wild chrysanthemums, among which red is the most conspicuous. Some are in bud, some are in full bloom, and some are still a flower bone. Wow! This is a beautiful autumn. It is red.

Autumn is white. Autumn is crisp, and there are faint clouds floating in the air. Clouds are white and flawless, and wisps of clouds add a touch of color to the vast blue sky. In the field of bumper harvest, soft cotton looks down from the air, like floating in the air: cloud trees. Autumn is white.

A 400-word color composition in the fall of grade four or three.

The colors of autumn are colorful! Look, the autumn sky is blue. In the blue sky, white clouds are floating, like sheep chasing food and like cranes spreading their wings. A flock of geese flew neatly south, cooing about the beautiful scenery they saw.

Sister Qiu Feng shook a big fan, and the leaves on the tree seemed to be enchanted. Some are red, some are golden, some turn brown, and some are dark green. They whimpered and hid in panic. Some rolled on the ground, some plunged into the river, and some stuck in the little girl's hair, as beautiful as a headdress.

Sister Qiu Feng accidentally broke the perfume bottle, and the fragrance in the orchard was pleasant. Sister Apple blushed, and Brother Pomegranate grinned happily. Grape brothers put on purple dresses, held hands, danced rhythmically, and warmly welcomed the guests from afar. Qiu Ju is dressed in red, purple, pink and yellow autumn clothes, with a smiling face on her back, twisting her slender waist and dancing beautifully.

In the fields, people are busy with the autumn harvest. Here, golden corn, yellow peanuts and Huang Chengcheng soybeans are invited back to the farmhouse one by one.

Autumn becomes golden and colorful at the same time. Ah, what a colorful autumn!

A 400-word color composition in the autumn of grade five or three.

"The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cold, and the vegetation shakes the frost." This is autumn in Cao Pi's eyes; "Autumn is not far away, and it is cold to go out." This is autumn in Li Bai's eyes; "Good years must be remembered, especially when orange, yellow, blue and green." This is autumn in Su Shi's eyes. Autumn has different shapes and colors, sending away hot summer and welcoming cool autumn ... what color is autumn? Autumn is fiery red, maple leaves fall from the trees, and the mountain is full of fire, as if the mountain is being ruthlessly swallowed up by the fire! In the orchard, like Miss Qiu, she opened her cosmetic box and sprinkled red powder on the immature apples for farmers to pick the mature apples.

What color is autumn? Autumn is golden yellow, and the mature and full wheat bends down, just like an old scholar, with gentlemanly demeanor and knowledge. In this field, all the wheat is bent down and golden, like gold; On the fruit trees, those golden pears in Huang Chengcheng are like little golden lanterns.

What color is autumn? Autumn is purple, and purple grapes exude attractive colors, like black pearls, like pearl towers, like piles of jadeite and agate. Every grape is like a shining "cat's eye", which makes the population feel sweet.

A 400-word color composition for the fall of grade six or three.

Walking into the nature of the motherland, I found that the leaves in autumn are not yellow, but colorful. This is a flaming maple leaf. Maple leaves, one after another, look so beautiful and full of vitality, just like the rising sun, emitting a mild light with a slight fragrance. Like a burning flame, it illuminates a colorful landscape. Ah! Autumn is fiery red.

Looking at the infinite paddy fields, the golden waves gently meet the autumn wind, and layer after layer seems to be singing and dancing for the fruitful fruits. An ear of rice bent over with laughter. Under the touch of autumn wind, the ear of rice in Huang Chengcheng seems to be scrambling to report good news to Miss Xiang Qiu: "I'm full! I'm full! " Ah! Autumn is golden.

Walking into the countryside, you can see that the path is full of small white and purple wildflowers. They are not as beautiful as many flowers in the park, but people will never get tired of seeing them because they exude the fragrance of the countryside.

It's raining, and the continuous autumn rain is like a girl telling people her worries ... The rain has stopped, and the blue sky makes me intoxicated. White clouds float high in the sky, as if embroidered on the curtain of the blue sky. Ah! Autumn is blue.

Oh, I finally understand that autumn is full of vitality!