Weather description in September

The weather in September describes the following sentences:

1, the sky in September is exceptionally high, the weather in September is exceptionally cool, the style in September is soft, and the earth in September is still green, spreading to the farthest end in a large area. September, without the heat of July and August, without the biting of winter, is gentle and peaceful, quiet and serene. September is really good!

2. Suddenly, I found that there was no cicada chirping, and suddenly I found that there was no endless heat, as if for a second, Wuhan entered a gentle autumn. Although there are no chrysanthemums everywhere, there is no time to go to the lake to taste the solution, but the cool breeze blowing in is blowing a leisurely song outside the oblique wind and drizzle.

The sky is so high in September. The breeze is cool, high and broad. The sun can't pass the season, so it's time to cool down. Although it is still big red, it can only be placed, and Xia Naive has no prestige.

When September comes, there will be autumn, which will slip away in the foggy dawn and disappear in the hot afternoon. It tiptoed through the top of the tree, dyed some leaves red, and then flew over the valley in droves and left.

I like the cool and pleasant autumn wind and autumn rain, I like the golden leaves, I like the fruitful autumn fruits, and I like the quiet and distant moon.

6. In September, the countryside is quiet. It seems that I have been tired for a summer and an autumn. At this moment, I am tired and have a quiet rest. Only a few crows of chickens and a few barks of dogs wandered in the quiet sky, breaking the silence for a moment.

In July and September, the sky is high and the clouds are light, warm and harmonious, half covered and half covered. In September, it is freezing and rainy, and it will be spread in the second half. What is autumn like in October? This reminds me of the phrase "golden autumn in October". When it is too cold, autumn has entered late autumn.

8. I love autumn deeply. When I was a child, I planted autumn colors with immature thoughts. I like to paint autumn with my own oil pastels in my spare time, but I feel that twelve colors can't describe her beauty, so I cried and asked my mother to buy me more color brushes.

9. I always think of a moment in my life, watching the gentle September, quietly watching the lonely smoke in the desert, watching the sunset in the long river, listening to the autumn wind, reflecting the clear pool where maple leaves are falling, pouring a cup of tea, gently leaning back on the old rocking chair, and letting my soul carefully look for those who have been forgotten for a long time.