Autumn prose essay

Autumn Essays 1 Autumn has come and summer has gone.

Something came and something left.

The green leaves in summer go farther and farther, and become more golden with each step. After a while, the golden leaves will go, as well as fallen leaves and brown bare branches and trunks.

Xia Na's prosperity also dragged away his suitcase. With his footsteps, it was chrysanthemums standing proudly against the cool breeze, pines and cypresses still standing green in the land that gradually lost heat, and flowers sent away with a smile in autumn. As usual, I left a gift for the fruit hanging high in autumn, some of which are the tenacious efforts of the tree itself, and some are the results of hard work.

Autumn sends away green, but welcomes gold.

Those rice were covered with gold, green, sweat, harvest, smiles and years passed.

Even if some people are gone, people's happiness will always be there. The birth of China in the golden autumn is the dark old society fleeing in a hurry under the light. People celebrate in Tiananmen Square, leaving lawless people nowhere to hide. Now, on this earth, at least in China, beauty will always come and darkness will eventually leave. Even if there is winter cold after autumn, there is always spring movement after winter.

Waiting, the disappearance of the night is the awakening of the sun.

I suddenly want to go to the north to see the fallen leaves in autumn, and watch the petal-like leaves fall slowly one by one, dyeing the surrounding ground with brilliant gold.

I have been in Hainan for four years, and I miss the autumn for four years, forgetting that the autumn wind is slightly biting; Forget the golden eyes of autumn; Forgot that a whole tree turned into a golden visual impact; I even forgot the leisure and tranquility when cleaning the fallen leaves slowly with a broom.

If you live in Hainan, will it be difficult to meet the fallen leaves in autumn, the faint sadness and the rustling of leaves in the wind, which seems to have crossed a long time distance, and will always become a poem rolling in a dream, making people miss and yearn for another heartfelt conversation with autumn, telling the pain after a long separation and the stories of each other after parting?

Everyone has limitations. Where is the career, there is the home. Because of the geographical restrictions, we have lost many different kinds of beautiful scenery, such as white snow that I haven't seen for a long time, and snowflakes flying like goose feathers. Used to be so annoying, but now I miss it so much. I really want to see the snow flying all over the sky again, walk on the snow and listen to its sound.

When people leave a place, they will lose the feeling of getting along with this place and lose everything. Those once streets, those once local accents, and those once delicious foods leave a place with all the differences from the people and things here. Some places really don't want to leave. If you really like a place, you must try your best to stay there forever. This desire is not narrow. After all, if you like someone very much, but he doesn't like you at all, you still can't get her. But if you like a place very much, you can stay with it for a lifetime as long as you are willing to work hard. If you like Beijing very much, you will be happy even if you live in the Fifth Ring Road. If you don't like Shanghai, even if the Oriental Pearl is at your door, you may not be happy. It is much easier to like a place than a person. If you like a place, as long as you work hard and save enough money, you can stay with it forever. But if you like someone, even if you give everything, it may not impress her.

Can I talk to you about a love that will never break up? Chongqing, I must work hard and save money for this dream. When the money accumulates to a certain amount, I can keep my feet on the ground and have you completely.

Autumn Prose Essay 3 Autumn wind blows from Yuan Ye, full of fruity fragrance and rippling everywhere; The sweet melody is refreshing. I can't help but linger. At this moment, this pleasant intoxication has melted me into the big dream of autumn. ......

Standing on the golden autumn Yuan Ye, the bright sunshine puts on golden clothes for me; The hearty autumn wind combs my long hair; The joy of harvest renders the picture of life for me. Being there, I deeply feel that happiness is a seed, which bears rich fruits after the moisture of spring rain and the test of summer thunder; Happiness is an orchard, which spreads its branches and leaves and sings sweet thoughts after wind and rain; Love is a crop. With the nourishment of the soil and the sucking of the roots, a solid life has been achieved. ......

Nature's every grass and tree is like this, but isn't it the same in our life?

Looking back suddenly, we came all the way, from babbling to stumbling, from trudging to wading across the river, from studying hard at a cold window to getting a job. Who hasn't had great ambitions and dreams in autumn?

Along the way, it is the light of the golden autumn dream of life, guiding us to work hard step by step; It is the charm of the golden autumn dream, which affects our hearts that travel day and night; It is the melody of the golden autumn dream, infecting our souls and sailing fearlessly. ......

Stepping into middle age, facing the reality, in the eyes of many people, although my work is insignificant and my work can't be brilliant, I still do my best and do my duty, expressing my ordinary life and sketching my bright dream with unknown efforts!

Autumn dream is my eternal pursuit, I hope my hard work can harvest the happiness in my dream;

The golden autumn dream is my brilliant lighthouse. I hope we can help each other in the same boat and reap brilliant results together!

Autumn Prose Essay 4 In October of autumn, I started my long-awaited trip to central Yunnan by taking advantage of public holidays.

When the bus gradually collapses, the climate is getting hotter and hotter, and the hand sticks out of the window, and the wind is hot air. Although the season is already golden autumn, Gaza, located in the middle of Yunnan, is still full of self-confidence and distinctive personality with a hot summer-like climate, welcoming you, challenging you and conquering you.

The first thing to conquer is the eyes: because it is located in the subtropical zone, the plants here are wild, dense, dark green and fat without any fetters. I feel that my dull eyes have been dyed green and clear, and I can't help but shout: Cool!

According to local people, the scenery in Gaza is concentrated in the areas of Manxiu, Li Man, Manwan and Dabeiyuan along the Gaza River. Go this way!

I found myself in the painting: in the fertile soil where oil can be squeezed out on both sides of the road, the dense purple is a fruit cane forest; The grain is full, drooping and golden, which is late rice; The jade lamp is rich and green, crystal clear and dewy, and it is a banana taro ... Groups of Dai women, wearing shiny pointed golden red hats and carrying laundry baskets or bamboo baskets on their shoulders, go in and out on rural roads or fields. They talk, laugh and relax in Dai language with a strong sense of music. I was deeply moved: in Gasa, a Dai township, Dai women are the highlight of this painting. Their working people make this painting full of movement, beauty, vitality, imagination and passion. ...

God helps those who he1p themselves. With the help of the camera, I got to know A Dai Humanity Yunxiang, and he invited me to take photos in their Manwan Village.

The road to Manwanzhai is a country road for many years. It is slender, tied to the soft waist of Manwanzhai, ancient and mysterious. The green trees on both sides of the road are very different from the pedestrian trees that are uniform but lack of change on the expressway. There are many kinds of trees, such as litchi tree with dense branches and leaves, papaya tree with plump and graceful fruits, phoenix tree in Emei Mountain, and all kinds of trees without names. Some of these trees have thick and straight trunks that go straight into the sky; Some are delicate and witty. They weave green nets to block the subtropical sun and shed thick shade. The snow-white duck lay on the side of the road, with its head hidden in its wings, and fell asleep in broad daylight; And those big white geese, Xiang Tiange, who walk with the pace of a gentleman, are walking on the road like no one's watching, leisurely and carefree.

On the way, I met one or two old Dai people, wearing ancient Dai costumes embroidered with black borders, looking at you with a kind smile and asking where you are from. Where are you going? I am dumbfounded! It is incredible that such a profound and mysterious philosophical proposition should be uttered from the Dai population who are illiterate and have little contact with the outside world, and it is an understatement and logical. I don't know if I met an expert. Or have you strayed into a paradise more fascinating than Tao Yuanming's works?

The gate of Manwan Village is actually made of the root of an old tree. Naturally, art makes you lose your language. According to the knife that accompanied me into the village, I was afraid that the big tree would collapse before, and the bottom was filled with large and small stones, forming a walled gate with stones. Later, the roots gradually became thicker and stronger, and they could completely support the big trees above, so the people in the stockade moved all the stones, big and small. Surprisingly, these twisted roots do not affect the growth of branches and leaves on them. The roots are doorways, and the branches and leaves above are still lush, supporting the belief and hope of the Dai people in Manwan Village to pursue a better life. The moment I entered the stockade from the root gate, I understood one thing: in fact, we are also like the big tree at the stockade gate. No matter how branches and leaves grow and develop, roots are always deeply rooted in the soil of hometown.

After entering Manwan Village, I found that, like other Dai villages, most of the houses here are earthen palm houses. In order to block the subtropical sunshine, this kind of house is mostly rammed with mud, with thick roof and wall, which is economical, practical and simple. Against the backdrop of lush green plants around, this kind of earth palm house, which is the cheapest and most common soil on the earth, is more natural, harmonious and friendly. No wonder so many brushes and long and short lenses are lyrical around it.

Passing through Manwan Village and approaching the Gaza River, haystacks made of thick logs can be seen everywhere. The legs of the haystack are thick and long, and the haystack is round and big. From a distance, it is humorous and full of local characteristics. Because hay has lost its golden and bright color in the past, it is in harmony with the color of hay and the surrounding environment, revealing a primitive beauty similar to the artistic treasures of a long time ago. This more natural and primitive beauty of simplicity in life makes those artists who are besieged by false gorgeous and elegant and exquisite creations, even breathless, such as sticking out the tight encirclement and relaxing and natural, feel comfortable.

In front of the haystack is the edge of the Gaza River. There are Maolin bamboos. Bamboo is a piece of bamboo, surrounded by pebbles. This shows that the Dai people have environmental awareness. Most of the trees are tall Panzhihua trees. Looking in the direction of the big betel nut garden, Panzhihua trees extend from the shore to the Gazha River, guarding and beautifying their homes like soldiers lined up. Under the Panzhihua tree, the old man who was herding cattle was in a daze or happily remembering. The urchins chased and frolicked, and the sound of slapstick startled all kinds of beautiful birds in the surrounding trees from time to time, and arrows shot into the river.

The river is wide and atmospheric. Standing by the river, looking around, people have a kind of open-minded and comfortable, glad that they have found a spiritual habitat; Rivers are like masterpieces opened by the hand of time in ancient and modern Tessa, and close reading can benefit a lot.

Although my time in Gaza is very short, the dreamlike subtropical ecological scenery and harmonious and natural human beauty there have made me realize a life journey.

The rain has finally stopped day after day for 5 days, and the distant mountains have faded away from the cover of clouds, revealing a sunny day! The corn stalk standing straight in the ground has been standing alone in the ground since picking the fruit, and no one has asked. Until now, people are preparing to replace the next harvest, just cutting them one by one, then bundling them with bamboo ropes and transporting them to their own eaves. When they are dry, they are the best ignition materials in the kitchen. With the progress of science and technology, weeding is no longer pulled by hand one by one. In order to reduce the output of labor force, everyone chooses to use herbicide spraying, so that those lush weeds will die slowly under the action of drug effect. Some people spray wheat or other crops first, while others spray before. There is no obvious difference in their gains, depending on personal choice.

If you are deep in the quiet courtyard and don't notice the change of seasons, open the door or window and look at the mountains in the distance. The yellow land on the hillside of the distant mountain was originally covered with green weeds, and the original color of the land could not be seen. Now, under the action of drugs, those weeds are all dead and withered, revealing the original color of the land. From a distance, you will feel that the land has been plowed.

At this time, a scene came to my mind for no reason: just like a farmer living on the plain. In the harvest season, a truck full of harvest galloped past the yellow sand road in the field, and then a burst of yellow sand flew all over the sky, making people blind. People are dancing in the yellow sand, with their eyes closed, listening to the roar of cars, smiling on their faces, enjoying the taste of happiness, mixed with the smell of gasoline, which permeates all directions! The eagle with wings spread the bitterness of life, and the wild goose returning to the south sent a warm blessing to the lover far away, picked up a dead branch and wrote the names of relatives in the sand. No matter how far apart, the land under our feet will always be the place where we care for each other! Do you know that the harvest this year is better than last year? Distant relatives; Do you know that I miss you more this year than last year? A distant lover; You know that you occupy a heavier proportion of my life this year than last year, and you know that this autumn is harder than last year, and I will miss people as long as I have leisure?

Loving you is the sureness of fallen leaves; Loving you is the harvest of returning home with a full load; Loving you is a drop of tears and a drop of sweat; Love you is the weight of an iron hoe and a basket! Returning home in clothes is the prodigal son's most ardent hope.

People far away must not know how much sweat and hard work each grain has to grow. Therefore, people in distant places always like to throw out a grain that is not full enough, trample it wantonly, and even sell it cheaply. White grains are thrown and trampled like dust.

The path wandering in the field is like the intestines of life, in which people flow and circulate like blood. There is no traffic jam, and it does not hinder traffic. This is the healthiest life and the most common color to dress up life. People living at the bottom of the world have become decisive figures in world construction and created extraordinary value in ordinary posts. If one day you are tired of the life of reinforced concrete, go to the poorest mountain, have a look at the mud walls and black tiles and enjoy the simple scenery in the village. You will understand that life is actually a very simple thing, but you are only self-sufficient and self-reliant. You work for your own sunrise, rest at sunset, sow in spring and harvest in autumn, and so on. Although it is inevitable, life goes on as usual.

Autumn Essay 6 On April 8th, grandma put incense in the temple. Everyone who lives at the foot of Xiangshan knows this custom and is familiar with the origin of this sentence. Even people who have never been to Xiangshan can speak clearly.

I often heard adults say this when I was a child. Later, I learned that the grandma temple they said was originally in Xiangshan grandma temple in the northwest of Laiwu. Every year in April of the lunar calendar, the neighbors remind each other that April 8 is coming, and remember to say hello when you go to grandma's temple to kowtow. Others say that they can't go on the eighth day, but they can go on the eighteenth and twenty-eighth day. Anyway, April is a good day! Catch up as early as possible. I heard that there is a temple fair on the eighth day!

At some point, the day of the eighth day arrived; On that day, before dawn, people who went to catch the temple fair got up early, which caused a commotion in the village.

People who go to the temple fair leave early and return early. They didn't come back until about noon. After they came back, they took a few sips of water in a hurry and were busy chatting with people who didn't go to the temple fair about the new things they saw.

We children will never be taken away, because we walk slowly and adults are redundant, so we can only be the most loyal listeners.

From their general description, I know: grandma temple is in Xiangshan, far north of my hometown, at least 30 miles away; I also heard that Xiangshan is rich in thyme grass, and all the herbs in the mountains and plains in spring are fragrant, hence the name.

Indeed, I have seen the herbs brought back by the villagers. They twisted herbs into ropes called matchsticks, dried them, and lit mosquitoes in summer. The smell is refreshing.

More than that, adults say that the flowers and trees on Xiangshan are magical, and the water in Xiangshan is also very fragrant, which can cure all diseases. If someone in the village is sick, just drink the water brought back by Xiangshan. For this reason, someone went to Xiangshan to get water, and said that it was all an epiphany of Grandma Xiangshan.

In this way, more and more people go to Xiangshan to catch the temple fair every April, and the incense is getting more and more prosperous.

In 20xx, Shandong Xiangshan Senjing Tourism Development Co., Ltd. re-planned and built Xiangshan Scenic Area, and integrated Wangshimen "Tiantang" Scenic Area and Xiangshan Scenic Area, which lasted for three years and was grandly opened on May 1 day of 20xx.

On the first day of opening the park, it attracted many tourists from the provinces and cities around Laiwu, and received a total of 30 thousand tourists! Since then, Laiwu Xiangshan has become more and more famous!

This year1October 24th 10, at the kind invitation of Mr. Zhang, the owner of Xiangshan Scenic Area, I was lucky enough to go to Xiangshan for a bounty autumn.

In the early morning, the weather is fine and the golden sunshine is all over the mountains and rivers. I saw a golden jade and a yellow dream in Xiangshan Scenic Area.

Walking on the mountain path, the sun is shining, the air is fresh, and there are occasional autumn winds in Xu Lai. The leaves on the tree are like the wings of a butterfly, light and flashing, and the mood is comfortable and full.

The grass at the foot is blurred and full of the meaning that the years can't bear to leave. With the passing years, clumps of grass rush and spread everywhere.

The leaves of poplars and ginkgo trees on the roadside are green and yellow, and some are golden and Huang Cancan. Looking from a distance, the mountains and peaks in the distant mountains are like clusters, and the autumn colors are hazy and fascinating. The water is crystal clear, setting off the blue sky and golden jungle, and the splendid Xiangshan is full of autumn.

From the bottom of the valley to the top of the hillside ridge, there is the golden autumn of Yimuxiang Mountain and the affection of the sea of clouds.

The leaves on the firewood tree in chestnut orchard are yellow, green and mixed. The maple leaf of Toona sinensis has been frosted red, and unknown landscape trees pass through it. I can't help but marvel at this. Xiangshan in late autumn has the natural beauty of flowers and leaves like the sea!

That's right: people walk on the mountains, just like traveling in a picture world!

If Tao Yuanming is still alive, I think he should come to Xiangshan to rewrite the Peach Blossom Garden!

When you stop and go, it is even more interesting to see a persimmon tree among the abrupt rocks and show off the beauty of autumn to pedestrians with red lanterns full of trees!

Walking along the river, you can always hear the gurgling sound of running water, which is crisp and pleasant, and even more refreshing.

Along the way, while enjoying the scenery, everyone talked and expressed their opinions.

Starting from the karst landform of Xiangshan, headed by the main peak of Xiangshan, the surrounding mountains, large and small, bow in the direction of Xiangshan, naturally forming a magical landscape of looking up at the Buddha in the east and the moon in Xia Zi in the south.

Everyone also talked about the nine legends of Xiangshan and the heroic deeds of revolutionary martyrs in the historical situation, and talked about people living at the foot of Xiangshan, simple folk customs, enthusiasm and kindness, and advocating culture. It makes people feel that Xiangshan is full of mystery and highlights the brilliant atmosphere of famous mountains and rivers!

At the end of the day, our group only visited the stone house and the surrounding scenery in detail.

People in stone houses live in a place awakened by insects and birds. Indeed, as the Peach Blossom Garden said, the house is simple and simple, which makes people look relaxed and happy!

As for the Xiangshan family, Zhu Jiayu, a place full of fragrance; People in the sky, Wang Shimen, a place where you can pick stars by hand, and places of interest such as Xiangshan Stone Forest, Longze Lake, Erqiguai, butterfly spring Qilangyu, have no time to look carefully. Without three or five days, Xiangshan scenic spot is invisible!

When I left Xiangshan in the afternoon, I couldn't help feeling a lot when I looked back at the golden autumn Xiangshan in the sunset.

Nature's uncanny workmanship makes the fragrant soul of Xiangshan shine under the Buddha's light, and the mountains add to the majestic momentum of Xiangshan; Myths and legends, historical events and heroic deeds add a sense of meaning and aura to this mountain, and every grass and tree in Xiangshan is enough to be a witness; People living at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain have a strong Xiangshan cultural epic in their simple folk customs.

Golden Autumn Xiangshan, like a sea of clouds crossed by a gallery, is a paradise for people living in Xiangshan.

Xiangshan, with its fragrant air and gurgling springs, has been a paradise in people's hearts for thousands of years.