Poems praising autumn maple leaves

In autumn, maple leaves are red, and many maple leaves gather together, just like the sun hiding in the Woods. Maple leaves are shaped like the soles of ducklings' feet. When it rains, there is a little dew on the maple leaf, which is crystal clear. The maple leaf at this time is like a dressing box of rouge. The breeze blows gently, the trees tremble slightly, and many maple leaves fall from the trees, flying like red butterflies in the air; Like a little doll falling from the air,

Walking into the maple forest, the maple leaves are as red as fire, as proud as a red flag and as beautiful as roses. Wow, another gust of wind blows, and several maple leaves fall down, dancing like red butterflies and gathering together! I once became a little Du Fu, reciting "Mountain Walking": "The stone path of Hanshan Mountain is far away, and there are people in the depths of white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. "

In autumn, maple leaves are red, and many maple leaves gather together, just like the sun hiding in the Woods. Maple leaves are shaped like the soles of ducklings' feet. When it rains, there is a little dew on the maple leaf, which is crystal clear. The maple leaf at this time is like a dressing box of rouge. The breeze blows gently, the trees tremble slightly, and many maple leaves fall from the trees, flying like red butterflies in the air; Also like a little doll falling from the sky, I quickly caught a "little doll". At this moment, I couldn't help falling in love with Hongfeng. The more I watch it, the more I like it. I believe you will like Hongfeng, too.

The autumn wind is rustling and the leaves are falling. The blue sky is deep and distant. At the foot of the maple tree, red leaves, yellow leaves, purple leaves and green leaves are lying lazily in the crisp grass. This is really the most beautiful oil painting.

Maple leaves are the most beautiful in autumn. She decorated the magnificent autumn scenery with weather-beaten tempering; She, with a piece of maple leaves and a piece of love, carries a poem of praise, but knows that her heart is bleak, but there are very few.

After I passed several trees again, a tall red figure caught my eye and my sight was immediately attracted. How beautiful it is! The leaves are red as fire, burning, dancing and dancing. The whole tree is a huge flame, almost dazzling. When we look closely, we find that every leaf that constitutes a huge flame has its own beauty: straight, crooked, straight, curly, high-tilted, hanging upside down from the branches and so on. Some tips are slightly curved, as if they are telling something with their heads down; Some whole leaves are rolled up, as if they were curled up there because of the cold in autumn; Some sides are slightly bent, as if they are praying for something with their hands folded, and some leaves are spread out as if enjoying the breeze.

On the distant hill, I saw a bright red fluttering at a glance. I was very excited and ran closer. The mountain full of red flowers appeared in front of my eyes. All the vitality of those maple trees are burning up, dancing in the mountains like a red skirt, which makes people feel the enthusiasm and romance of Spanish girls and is deeply attracted by the romance of maple leaves.

When the leaves gradually became sparse, Lin Qiu showed its elegance, that kind of free and easy without any modification, detached from the worldly prosperity.

I stepped on the road paved with dead leaves, listening to the rustling sound when the dead leaves were broken, and watching a little wind gently roll up the old yellow leaves on the trees when it passed through the Woods. I feel indescribable comfort. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and thousands of yellow leaves left the branches, dancing, tumbling and spinning deftly in the wind. The wind went through the Woods and kept rushing to the sky. As if drunk, thousands of yellow leaves staggered down and became new members of the yellow leaf paving road.

Like maple leaves, we should be full of romance at any time, greet tomorrow with a hopeful heart and live romantically with an elegant attitude. Even in the ruins, we should create romance like maple leaves and look for heaven. Maple leaves are trying to make their withering full of romance and the romantic life of the next cycle full of hope.

A ray of sunshine is like water, and maple trees are beside the clear path. Who weaved this veil with the red clouds in the early morning of the military camp and the white clouds in the early morning of late autumn? Pure, maple leaf color, delicate and transparent heart, listen, the leaves and autumn wind sing, the spotless heart is like a mirror, and the homesickness of a gentle wanderer is like a song, telling the sincerity of love. Harsh, maple leaf color, appreciate the tempering of years, the beating of frost is as firm as iron, weathered the stormy waves of life, calmly as a rock, and jumped to the bright red height of the peak. Frosted sideburns, precipitated, mature life. Warm, maple leaf color, flashing dazzling joy, reflecting the dazzling sunshine of a beautiful day, touching every bark with warm kisses, calling for all life and distant gilded fields, full of red orchards, illuminating the golden autumn. Warm, maple leaf color, like a burning flame, embodies passion and rises with confidence. Expectation, the pursuit of beauty from this romance, expectation, shine in amazing eyes. Soak in the color of maple, concentrate loyalty, tenacity, optimism and persistence, and render a beautiful picture of life with lofty sentiments.

Whenever maple leaves fall from the branches, they dance like snowflakes. Look at their dancing, romantic dance music and free floating. Different from winter, one is foggy in winter, and the other is delicate golden color in late autumn.

Those who catch the maple leaves before they fall will be lucky. Those who can witness the falling of hundreds of maple leaves can make a wish in their hearts and realize it quietly one day in the future. If you can watch the maple leaves falling with your beloved, you can be together.

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I picked up a maple leaf that had just fallen and felt a little helpless. Maple leaves were originally a part of maple trees, but the alternation of seasons ruthlessly separated them. Although they are reluctant to part with each other, they are helpless. After all, a maple tree without maple leaves may not be appreciated, let alone a maple leaf without maple leaves. Now they can only look at each other from a distance. Maybe they are sad, maybe they are crying. How they wish they could stay together in private and never be apart, but the reality is cruel.

People's love for red leaves has a long history. As early as the Tang Dynasty, Du Mu wrote such a poem: "Stop and sit in the maple forest late, the frost leaves are redder than the February flowers." It is no exaggeration for the poet to describe red leaves as better than "February flowers". Although the red flowers in spring are brightly colored, they are not as deep and thorough as the red flowers in autumn. In addition to being deep and thorough, the red leaves in Xiangshan have an elegant beauty. As soon as autumn comes, the whole hillside is full of red leaves. Under the sunshine, it looks like a flame burning, and it looks like "flying across the sky".

I praise the maple leaf, which is as red as fire and as red as blood. Bright red maple leaves! You ignite the passion of autumn, and you praise it. I love your strength, I love your enthusiasm, it is you who dyed the color of autumn red, it is you who gave me autumn reverie and autumn sigh! When I looked at the endless maple leaf like a burning flame in the setting sun, my heart was drunk and my whole body was covered with blood. Ah, maple leaf! You enthusiastically told me the beauty, magnificence and preciousness of autumn. You let me see autumn's mind, autumn's grace and autumn's life! As long as the maple leaves persist, they will be red to the horizon and red into a burning flame. I would like to turn into a maple leaf, sing in autumn and burn my passion freely in autumn. Yes, I am no longer sad for the autumn of my life. I will work hard for the beauty of autumn every day in the future. I praise autumn, I praise maple leaves!

Maple Leaf You can't leave me like a maple leaf on Adventure Island. Your fiery red color reminds me of me.