Write a composition in chronological order. Autumn in my hometown

1. The autumn composition in my hometown should be written in chronological order (morning, afternoon and evening). More than 500 words are urgent. Autumn is coming. In the fields and hillsides, there are bumper harvests everywhere: cotton is as white as snow, golden yellow, and heavy ears of grain nod frequently; Full-grain sorghum red is like fire. . The apples in the orchard are ripe. From a distance, they look like red lanterns. How beautiful they are!

The autumn sky is as blue as the sea and seems to have been washed by autumn rain. White clouds float slowly like a canoe sailing. Autumn is really cool!

Autumn is not as vibrant as spring when flowers are in full bloom, but it is not as vibrant as summer when trees are shaded. But it attracts people with attractive autumn colors and golden fruits. I like watching the bright moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival evening. Love to see the beautiful autumn chrysanthemums in the park; Love to watch the uniform geese fly south; I prefer to see grains piled up in the granary and heavy apples hanging all over the branches.

In autumn, some bright flowers wither, but chrysanthemums bloom in the bright sunshine. Some are yellow, some are white, some are purple, some are like dragonflies, some are like fireworks, and some are like beautiful butterflies, graceful in the breeze. Although the leaves are yellow, the pine and cypress are still so green. The maple leaves all over the mountains are red, as red as the sunset glow, as if challenging the cold autumn. It's really "frosty leaves are redder than February flowers."

In front of grandma's house is an orchard, and the dense branches and leaves of grapes spread around, just like setting up a green pavilion. The grape trellis is covered with clusters of grapes, red, green and green, with bright green, shining like pearls, in groups of five and three, head to head, face to face, as if whispering: "Young Master, welcome back, we all thought you had forgotten us." I smiled and shook my head and said, "No, I haven't forgotten you!" " "The most coveted is the pear in Huang Chengcheng. Thin skin and sweet juice make people want to eat the next one. A heavy persimmon, a crooked branch, kept nodding to me in the breeze, as if welcoming me.

Next to the orchard is a paddy field, and fragrance wafts from a field in Huang Cancan. The full ears of rice make the rice stalks stiff, as if thanking the earth for its kindness.

A clear river flows slowly from grandma's house. Looking across the river, the love of Qingshan brings my thoughts to a far, far place.

Ah! Autumn can not only bring good news of harvest, but also give people the courage and strength to make progress.

Write a composition in autumn in my hometown in chronological order. In the fields and hillsides, there are bumper harvests everywhere: cotton is as white as snow, golden yellow, and heavy ears of grain nod frequently; Full-grain sorghum red is like fire. . The apples in the orchard are ripe. From a distance, they look like red lanterns. How beautiful they are!

The autumn sky is as blue as the sea and seems to have been washed by autumn rain. White clouds float slowly like a canoe sailing. Autumn is really cool!

Autumn is not as vibrant as spring when flowers are in full bloom, but it is not as vibrant as summer when trees are shaded. But it attracts people with attractive autumn colors and golden fruits. I like watching the bright moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival evening. Love to see the beautiful autumn chrysanthemums in the park; Love to watch the uniform geese fly south; I prefer to see grains piled up in the granary and heavy apples hanging all over the branches.

In autumn, some bright flowers wither, but chrysanthemums bloom in the bright sunshine. Some are yellow, some are white, some are purple, some are like dragonflies, some are like fireworks, and some are like beautiful butterflies, graceful in the breeze. Although the leaves are yellow, the pine and cypress are still so green. The maple leaves all over the mountains are red, as red as the sunset glow, as if challenging the cold autumn. It's really "frosty leaves are redder than February flowers."

In front of grandma's house is an orchard, and the dense branches and leaves of grapes spread around, just like setting up a green pavilion. The grape trellis is covered with clusters of grapes, red, green and green, with bright green, shining like pearls, in groups of five and three, head to head, face to face, as if whispering: "Young Master, welcome back, we all thought you had forgotten us." I smiled and shook my head and said, "No, I haven't forgotten you!" " "The most coveted is the pear in Huang Chengcheng. Thin skin and sweet juice make people want to eat the next one. A heavy persimmon, a crooked branch, kept nodding to me in the breeze, as if welcoming me.

Next to the orchard is a paddy field, and fragrance wafts from a field in Huang Cancan. The full ears of rice make the rice stalks stiff, as if thanking the earth for its kindness.

A clear river flows slowly from grandma's house. Looking across the river, the love of Qingshan brings my thoughts to a far, far place.

Ah! Autumn can not only bring good news of harvest, but also give people the courage and strength to make progress.

3. An essay describing the autumn scenery, written in chronological order, should be original, kneeling for the field, just like being in a golden ocean. Under the sunlight, it sparkles, and heaven and earth are integrated, and it is golden everywhere. Rice is growing well. Each ear of rice has more than 80 grains, and each grain is so full that it is about to burst into a big belly, heavy and falling straight. 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 is beautiful everywhere; However, there is always a beauty in autumn in my hometown that cannot be surpassed in other places. However, the most beautiful is the autumn night in my hometown, especially the moonlight. My family used to live in a small mountain village. That small mountain village is like a charming girl. Show it to us. This small mountain village is small, but there are more than 50 families. There are five or six people in a big family and three or four people in a small family.

Autumn in my hometown is the harvest season. When the rice is cooked, the ground is covered with "gold" from a distance. When the corn is ripe, the farmer's uncle piles them on the wooden frame, like a pyramid; When the soybeans are ripe, the farmer's uncle is drying in the yard, emitting dazzling golden light. Like some scattered little gold; Sorghum is ripe and red. The ears of the dog's tail are waving to people! Ah! I like this harvest autumn.

Autumn in my hometown is a cool season. The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the autumn wind blows gently. The earth put on a golden sweater. People sit in the yard to enjoy the cool and enjoy the beautiful things brought by autumn. Ah! I like this cool autumn.

Autumn in my hometown is a world of fallen leaves. The yellow leaves on the tree slowly fall from the treetops one by one. They are like countless golden butterflies, some flying and some playing; Others are playing. Pieces of yellow leaves fell to the ground, as if to cover the mother earth with a golden and soft quilt. Ah! I love this world with yellow leaves falling.

Autumn in my hometown is happy. The sky is blue, occasionally a few birds fly by, and the countryside is so quiet. People have parted ways, and the adults in our village either farm or do business. Some good women knit sweaters together or chat together. Almost everyone has something to do. We are the only children left. We ran to the hillside, where the grass was deep and endless. When we went up the mountain, we broke a few branches and leaves and put them on the top of the mountain. "hoo"! You slipped into the water field before you came to your senses. Although my clothes and trousers are dirty, I will inevitably be scolded by adults when I go home, but I am always happy. A feeling of happiness immediately filled my little heart. Ah! I like this happy autumn.

Autumn in my hometown is my world, because my hometown is the real home. Ah! I love my hometown, and I love autumn in my hometown even more!

Autumn is beautiful everywhere; However, there is always a beauty in autumn in my hometown that cannot be surpassed in other places. However, the most beautiful is the autumn night in my hometown, especially the moonlight. My family used to live in a small mountain village. That small mountain village is like a charming girl. Show it to us. This small mountain village is small, but there are more than 50 families. There are five or six people in a big family and three or four people in a small family.

Autumn in my hometown is the harvest season. When the rice is cooked, the ground is covered with "gold" from a distance. When the corn is ripe, the farmer's uncle piles them on the wooden frame, like a pyramid; When the soybeans are ripe, the farmer's uncle is drying in the yard, emitting dazzling golden light. Like some scattered little gold; Sorghum is ripe and red. The ears of the dog's tail are waving to people! Ah! I like this harvest autumn.

Autumn in my hometown is a cool season. The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the autumn wind blows gently. The earth put on a golden sweater. People sit in the yard to enjoy the cool and enjoy the beautiful things brought by autumn. Ah! I like this cool autumn.

Autumn in my hometown is a world of fallen leaves. The yellow leaves on the tree slowly fall from the treetops one by one. They are like countless golden butterflies, some flying and some playing; Others are playing. Pieces of yellow leaves fell to the ground, as if to cover the mother earth with a golden and soft quilt. Ah! I love this world with yellow leaves falling.

Autumn in my hometown is happy. The sky is blue, occasionally a few birds fly by, and the countryside is so quiet. People have parted ways in our village.

4. Autumn in my hometown should be written in chronological order (morning, noon and evening). Autumn has arrived, and the fields and hillsides are full of harvest scenes: cotton is as white as snow and golden, and heavy ears of grain nod frequently; Full-grain sorghum red is like fire.

The apples in the orchard are ripe. From a distance, they look like red lanterns. How beautiful they are! The autumn sky is as blue as the sea and seems to have been washed by autumn rain.

White clouds float slowly like a canoe sailing. Autumn is really cool! Autumn is not as vibrant as spring when flowers are in full bloom, but it is not as vibrant as summer when trees are shaded. But it attracts people with attractive autumn colors and golden fruits. I like watching the bright moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival evening. Love to see the beautiful autumn chrysanthemums in the park; Love to watch the uniform geese fly south; I prefer to see grains piled up in the granary and heavy apples hanging all over the branches.

In autumn, some bright flowers wither, but chrysanthemums bloom in the bright sunshine. Some are yellow, some are white, some are purple, some are like dragonflies, some are like fireworks, and some are like beautiful butterflies, graceful in the breeze.

Although the leaves are yellow, the pine and cypress are still so green. The maple leaves all over the mountains are red, as red as the sunset glow, as if challenging the cold autumn. It's really "frosty leaves are redder than February flowers."

In front of grandma's house is an orchard, and the dense branches and leaves of grapes spread around, just like setting up a green pavilion. The grape trellis is covered with clusters of grapes, red and blue, blue and bright, like pearls, shiny, in groups of five and three, head to head, face to face, as if whispering: "Young master, welcome back, we all thought you had forgotten us.

"I smiled and shook my head and said," No, I haven't forgotten you! "The most coveted is the pear in Huang Chengcheng. Thin skin and sweet juice make people want to eat the next one.

A heavy persimmon, a crooked branch, kept nodding to me in the breeze, as if welcoming me. Next to the orchard is a paddy field, and fragrance wafts from a field in Huang Cancan.

The full ears of rice make the rice stalks stiff, as if thanking the earth for its kindness. A clear river flows slowly from grandma's house.

The love of Qingshan, which looks across the river, has brought my thoughts to far, far away places. Ah! Autumn can not only bring good news of harvest, but also give people the courage and strength to make progress.

5. Write a composition about autumn scenery in chronological order, which is worse than when it rains. Summer is coming, and the weather is very hot. The burning sun shines on the ground, and the ground is hot. Everything in the forest is in a listless state. The grass is bent, the young trees sigh, and the flowers are bitter ... Later, Miss Yu saw everyone frowning.

Hua, Hua ... It's raining, and Grandpa Lei plays the big drum. Everything in the forest is very exciting! The grass said excitedly, "Oh, it's finally raining. I have been looking forward to the rain for a long time! " I want my leaves to absorb this rain and make them greener. "Later, the grass straightened the leaves and let the rain fall on them.

Xiaohua said happily, "Yes, you see, my shriveled figure has also become thin and soft." I will drink enough rain to make my petals beautiful. " The flower looked up and opened her mouth, and the sweet rain fell in her mouth drop by drop.

Xiaoshu was also ecstatic and said, "This timely rain is really hard-won! I want to take a happy bath to make my branches and leaves cleaner. " As a result, the young tree spread its branches and shook itself, and the rain fell on the branches and washed them.

Animals and plants are in full bloom in the forest, flowers go dancing, birds accompany them, and fish blow bubbles. Sister Rain fell on the grass, and the grass gratefully said to Sister Rain, "Sister Rain! Sister Yu! Thank you for the rain. Your rain drops into my soil, enriching my nutrition. I will sow every seed and let them grow all over my body, so that people will be soft when they step on it. If they are tired of playing, it will be very comfortable to lie on it! " Sister Yu smiled and said, "Yes! How kind grass you are to contribute to others like this! " Sister Rain fell on the little tree, and the little tree hummed happily. He said to Sister Yu, "Sister Yu! Thank you very much You sacrificed yourself, but you nourished us. You have enriched my branches and soil, made my branches and leaves flourish and made me grow taller. In summer, I can shelter people from the hot sun and make them feel cool. People can enjoy the cool in the shade and eat fruits. How nice! " Sister Yu smiled with relief. She looked at the little tree and said to it, "Little tree, you are so sensible. You have a heart dedicated to the people. I am proud of you. "

After the rain, colorful rainbows appeared in the sky, which was so beautiful. The leaves of the grass are covered with dew, and he looks very energetic. Petals of small flowers become unusually bright, and branches and leaves of small trees are much fresher. Birds are singing beautiful songs on the branches, and fish are playing in the water ... what a happy scene.

I was asked to write a composition entitled "Autumn in my hometown". My hometown is in the countryside, where the scenery is beautiful and beautiful. Especially in autumn, nature is even more dazzling.

The smell of maturity pervades the garden, giving off an attractive fragrance. The harvest is in sight, and the cultivators are all smiling and beaming. Pears in Huang Chengcheng are shining with golden light and smiling in green. Green cabbage, a clump here, a clump there, dripping with green, is like laying a green carpet on the garden. What is even more refreshing is to stand outside the garden and look at the garden: the garden is golden and occasionally dotted with a little green, which is particularly harmonious. The pleasing tree is covered with gold, a breeze blows, and yellow leaves dance like butterflies.

Walking in the garden, the whole garden is beautiful. You see, the yellow is elegant, the white is noble, and the purple is warm and deep, splashing and blooming in the autumn wind.

Of course, in autumn in my hometown, fog is the most charming and popular with children. Every morning, the world is misty, the mountains and seas are misty, and the mountains are undulating, just like Penglai Fairy Island, which is fascinating. Occasionally, a farmhouse will be exposed to the fog and smoke, and the smell of breakfast and the slightly meaningful morning fog constitute a harmonious and charming picture.

Whenever there is fog, the beautiful mountains and rivers in my hometown are integrated with the mirage in my heart. No matter what year and month, how far away and where I am, the hometown of autumn will always be hazy in my life.

Autumn in my hometown is also a windy world and a paradise for rain. Autumn morning, the breeze is singing. Pearl dew has arrived. Brought the coolness of autumn and absorbed the heat of summer; It brought snow-white clouds and erased the residual heat. The rain is the most unusual, as fine as an ox's hair, densely woven obliquely, and the needles are shining. How nice it is to say "sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things quietly" before the autumn rain in my hometown. There are always signs that the autumn wind will start first. Autumn rain fell silently on the ground. Autumn rain is harmonious. It took away the long drought in summer and brought the long-awaited wetness and coolness. I like autumn rain.

Autumn in my hometown! Whenever you come, the joy in my heart is always beyond words, which can only be summarized by a poem written by the great poet Du Fu, "However, I am frantically packing my books and poems".

I love my hometown, especially the intoxicating autumn in my hometown.

7. Writing Hometown Autumn Composition It's already late autumn in autumn scenery campus. Walking into the empty campus, a cold wind blew, which made people feel chilly.

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. There are some yellow leaves falling from trees in the flower beds on campus, and people's breath condenses into milky heat in the fresh air.

Although it is already late autumn, the sun still goes to work every day, giving plants enough light and heat so that they can still grow well in the cold late autumn. Trees on campus sometimes sway with the wind; Sometimes standing still; Sometimes a few poor leaves fall from the branches.

However, these do not affect the charm of green trees in late autumn. The flowers on campus are still blooming, bees are still busy collecting honey, and there are many bees flying around the flowers, looking for which one is better.

The sky in late autumn is unusually solemn and bright. After the self-study, it was already dark, which made people feel very mysterious. There are several stars in the high sky, which makes people wonder: where have all the other stars gone? I like late autumn, bright sky and cool season! Autumn scenery, you came quietly, silently, and in a blink of an eye, the earth was covered with golden clothes. You came to the field quietly, and the wheat fragrance drifted away, and the fields of crops looked like rolling waves from a distance; Looking closely, wheat bent over with laughter, sorghum blushed, corn blossomed, and people in the field were busy. "Sing a song about harvesting, harvest wheat, sorghum, corn and soybeans, and send them to the country after harvesting.

"Youyang's song tells the joy of farmers' autumn harvest. You came quietly, brought a yellow dress and a red dress, and looked at the mountain on the side, as if you had crossed a layer of gold.

Flying leisurely, countless yellow butterflies flew down from above, and a group circled in mid-air. I don't know how long it took, and the dark yellow clothes turned into light yellow; Pale yellow has turned to stone. You see, it looks like a naughty child. Look at the mountain over there. Sorghum is drunk. It is simply a piece of Red Sea, covering half the sky. It is connected with Xia Guang and burning like a flame. This combination of yellow and red gives people an indescribable warmth, and even forgets that in a few days, winter is coming.

You came quietly, bringing beautiful Qiu Guang scenery and rich fruits. Listen, gongs and drums are loud and lively. People who have been busy for a year are filled with overwhelming joy: "Another bumper harvest year has come." I am infatuated with autumn! Autumn-colorful season, fruit harvest season, thriving season.

Autumn in my hometown is neither too hot nor too cold. Although the air is not as fresh as before and the leaves are beginning to wither, one thing is getting more and more mature-rice. When I walked out of the house and looked around, the first thing I saw was rice. There is so much rice.

Rice matures gradually in people's unconscious. Autumn in my hometown is golden yellow, and basically everything is yellow.

In autumn in my hometown, rice ripens and turns yellow. In autumn in my hometown, the grass withered and turned yellow.

In autumn in my hometown, the leaves on the trees gradually turn yellow and will soon wither. In the fields, dirt roads and roadsides, whatever green plants are basically going to wither.

Especially the grass, is waiting for the arrival of spring, adding a touch of green to the world. Autumn in my hometown is a harvest season. There are big peaches on peach trees, big pears on pear trees, huge oranges on orange trees, mature rice in the fields, and many edible fruits are ripe.

The wind is so soft, the water is so smooth, 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. Ah, how gentle you are in autumn in your hometown! Autumn in my hometown is also the autumn in my hometown when I was a child. It's always blue and charming. Occasionally, the clouds are changing all kinds of graphics, leaving you endless reverie.

However, the autumn of middle age is also the autumn of a foreign land, and I always can't see my thoughts at that time. When I arrived in Linyi a few days ago, I looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window on the expressway, as if I had returned to my childhood and hometown.

Autumn symbolizes maturity and can bring people the joy of harvest. I remember how "cool" it was to hold round and big sweet potatoes at dusk in first frost, in the smoke not far away. What's more, burned soybeans with dead leaves are looking for endless autumn fragrance. I dare say it is the most delicious bean fragrance in the world! At least in the present city, I have never smelled it! Autumn is the season when "yellow things fade".

The original green leaves gradually lost their true colors of life. Under the attack of wind, frost, rain and snow, it turns yellow day by day, and then quietly floats down with the wind. At the moment of enjoying the beautiful scenery, I had to wear delicate yellow leaves and hang them under the eaves, waiting to enjoy the fragrance floating from the scones after burning.

My mouth is watering. An able young man can eat ten at a time. I have never smelled such a kind fragrance in my wandering after leaving home! At that time, there was no sadness in the fallen leaves of my hometown. Now, the fallen leaves in a foreign land are just countless. In my heart, the occasional thoughts and comforts are all in the face of this silent destruction, whether it is fire nirvana or life evolution.

Someone in autumn scenery said, "Autumn is really beautiful!" Especially looking for autumn. Autumn is in the field

The rice in the field is ripe, and the rice in Huang Chengcheng is like a big piece of gold. In the east, people come here with harvesters. They let every grain of rice into the warehouse.

In autumn in the Woods, the leaves of all kinds of trees are yellow and fall on the pond and the ground one by one. However, the pine tree still stands tall and motionless in the wind, and its leaves are still so green.

Autumn is in the garden. Chrysanthemums in the garden are in full bloom, including red, yellow, green, white and orange ... The petals of these chrysanthemums are like thin shredded radish.

The petals of some chrysanthemums are all spread out, revealing the tender yellow stamens; Some chrysanthemums only spread two or three petals; and ...

8. Write a short essay of about 600 words on the topic of "Autumn in my hometown". My hometown is a beautiful place, where trees are shaded, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and the beautiful scenery makes people linger. My hometown is beautiful all year round, but the golden autumn is more charming.

Autumn, autumn is crisp, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and a few white clouds wander leisurely in the sky. The geese fly in the sky in neat rows, one lined up and the other lined up with people. The leading goose keeps looking back, probably for fear that someone will fall behind!

Walking into the orchard, the orchard is fruitful. Countless apples, persimmons and pears. Strings of glittering and translucent grapes are like beautiful pearls, and persimmons covered with branches are like small lanterns. Maybe Grandpa Tree has something to celebrate!

When I came to the farmland, the first thing I saw was golden rice fields. That acre of paddy field lies on the ground, just like a golden ocean. The farmer's uncle is happier. Some said, "It seems that Miss Qiu is going to put on gold gauze again." Others said, "Autumn is so nice!" Yes! Look at the leaves on several trees nearby, flying in the air, perhaps attracted by the beauty of rice!

Walking on the road, you will see some old trees around you. The withered and yellow leaves whirled down and paved a golden avenue.

"Vujacic." Needless to guess, it must be autumn rain. I guess autumn rain is happy for the arrival of autumn! Listen! The autumn rain and the river played a wonderful tune perfectly. Autumn wind can't wait to watch the excitement.

The garden is more beautiful. Walking to the gate of the garden, a faint fragrance came to the nose. Look carefully, it's chrysanthemum! Although it is not as delicate as a rose, nor as strong as a wintersweet, as soon as I saw it, I fell in love with it. Smell it, with the fragrance of dew, refreshing.

Ah! I love my hometown, especially in autumn!

9. Write an autumn composition in my hometown Many people think that autumn is bleak, but autumn in my hometown is poetic and colorful. It's not as cold as autumn in the north, and it will soon be winter. Autumn in my hometown is very warm, blowing warm autumn wind. The sun shines warmly on the face. Like a mother's hand touching you. My hometown is really a treasure!

Autumn in my hometown is red. On the hillside, maple leaves are red, printed on the clear stream, making the whole stream red, and the breeze is blowing, causing ripples. Apples are ripe and red, flirting with the autumn sunshine.

Autumn in my hometown is yellow, the sunshine is pale yellow, the leaves are dark yellow and the fields are golden. In the sun, autumn leaves play in the trees; Then, like a butterfly with golden wings, it rushed at its mother, the earth. It is full of the gestation of winter, the bud of spring and the prosperity of summer. Sailing. The golden ears of wheat are heavy, glowing with golden light in the bright sunshine, dancing with the wind and setting off layers of golden waves.

How can poetic autumn be without autumn rain and autumn wind? Autumn rain is bright, thin, long, thin and full of warmth. It embodies all the beauty, including the gentleness of light rain, the tenacity of heavy rain, the warmth of spring rain and the elegance of winter rain! You see it falls gracefully on the green water, and the round ripples spread dreamily from the inside out. Looking at this elite rain, how peaceful my heart is! The autumn wind gently awakened the sleeping chrysanthemum, so it's time to get up. Chrysanthemum in order to thank the autumn wind, gave it a faint fragrance. The faint fragrance makes osmanthus blossom, releasing bursts of fragrance, mixing with the faint fragrance, and brewing in the autumn wind and autumn rain.

In autumn in my hometown, the weather is as cool as water. There are slight white clouds in the sky and waves on the water. Between Tianshui and Tianshui, it is full of color and poetry. Warm sunshine, with thick fragrance and sweet breath. Autumn water and maple leaves kiss unreal. Autumn rain is rustling and the mountains are playing with clouds. The water is playing with the fish, with an autumn wind and autumn colors, which are colors and poems.

After the autumnal equinox, autumn is getting stronger and stronger, but I always feel that autumn in the city is a bit dull and monotonous. So I unconsciously remembered the autumn in my hometown.

When I was a child, I lived in my grandmother's house. Grandma lives in the suburbs outside the city, where there is a large apple orchard, which is simply a paradise for my childhood!

Autumn is coming, and the smell of fruit is fragrant and intoxicating. Needless to say, the pears in Huang Chengcheng bent the branches. Needless to say, the red apples were covered with branches like little lanterns. The grape trellis in the green corridor alone is enough to intoxicate me. It is so charming, fragrant and peaceful. Dense branches and vines covered the shelves. Under the big green grape leaves, there are many grapes, purple, black and round, like a string of sparkling pearls. When you put it in your mouth, the juice is as sweet as honey, and it has filled your heart ... My sister and I are playing hide-and-seek and running under the grape trellis, but we haven't played enough. ...

When the sun is about to set, the green distant mountains are brightly colored by the setting sun, the breeze blows, and the fields exude a quiet fragrance. The newly harvested crops are full of cars and cars, and with the crisp whip sound, a string of horses are left on the field path. On the roadside, the wild chrysanthemums that opened that night swayed leisurely. The dense jujube trees were also painted with "rouge" by the sunset. How beautiful the scenery is! Facing the autumn wind, it is unforgettable to enjoy this charming autumn scenery. ...

Seeing the fallen leaves and harvested fruits on campus, I think of my hometown, the golden orchard and the laughter of my childhood under the grape trellis. ...