Ask for a paragraph describing autumn.

A gust of autumn wind blew and the hillside was red. It's a flaming maple leaf. The lake is clear, can see the bottom, shines on people, just like a mirror; The chrysanthemums are blooming, so gorgeous and delicate, which is really unique. There are also thick corn, persimmons and red apples from Huang Chengcheng.

Every autumn, the fragrant rice smells good, and the rice fields in Huang Chengcheng turn up the Jin Lang.

Autumn has come quietly, with light footsteps and the hope and joy of harvest.

The rice is ripe. Golden paddy fields and clusters of full ears of rice bear the sustenance and dreams of farmers for one year.

The rice is ripe and the earth is boiling. The farmer took a sickle and drove his motorcycle back and forth in the field. The rumbling sound resounded through my ears, and the fields were full of busy people. Even children follow the adults to help pick up the ears of rice and do some work within their power.

Autumn in October, the blue sky is like washing, cool and comfortable. The wild flowers on the roadside are swaying in the wind, silently blessing the autumn harvest.

Hundreds of flowers compete for spring, and the spring is beautiful. This is people's praise for spring. In fact, autumn is more beautiful, and the colors in autumn are brilliant.

In autumn, the seedlings in the rice fields are mature, and the fields are golden everywhere; The leaves on the tree, constantly changing colors, gradually become crimson, pink, reddish, golden, light yellow, orange ... showing rich and colorful.

Autumn scenery is as beautiful as fairy tales and dreams.

Autumn has come, and the weather is getting cooler every day, as if to tell people that summer has passed and autumn has begun. With the arrival of autumn wind, the colors of leaves of trees are constantly changing, turning yellow and red, and then falling leaves begin.

The fields are golden and the gratifying scene of a bumper harvest gives people a feeling of "spring flowers and autumn fruits".

In autumn, chrysanthemums are in full bloom and all kinds of chrysanthemums are not to be outdone. They bloom in various ways, and the colors of chrysanthemums are colorful: some are as white as snow, some are as black and purple as black jade, and some are as golden as gold ... It looks elegant and pleasing to the eye.

Enjoy the sunshine and rain in summer. In autumn, the rice is ripe and dedicated to the farmers who take good care of them, with a golden smile!

In the early autumn of the Great Northern Wilderness, the endless Jin Lang rolled around, and Mi Dou flowed.

The rice harvester is busy in the golden paddy field.

October is the harvest season, and the beautiful northern country is picturesque: look at the endless rice fields, the rice waves are rolling and golden, like a golden ocean.

People have a special preference for autumn. Spring is the season of cultivation, summer is the season of gestation, winter is the season of collection, and only autumn is the season of harvest, autumn!

Autumn wind blows across the fields, the rice turns yellow, and the golden rice bends with laughter. Only in this way can people feel the sweetness of labor and the joy of harvest. The farmers in the field, whose smiles are tanned by the sun, don't know how much sweat they have shed. Now that a bumper harvest is in sight, can it not make people happy?

Autumn is the harvest season. In the endless rice fields, you can see charming gold when you look around, which is even more dazzling under the sunlight, like gold all over the ground. Wow! No wonder the farmers who cut rice are so happy that they can't even close their mouths. Looking at such fruitful results, who is not happy to blossom!

Autumn has come, and the sky is as blue as washed, like a sapphire washed with clear water.

The autumn sky is as blue as the sea. White clouds are like a canoe sailing, floating slowly.

When the wind blows, leaves fall and dance in the sky, just like butterflies in Huang Cancan. And maple, whose leaves are all red. When you shake it, you fall down one after another, as if you had laid a red carpet on the ground, which made the earth particularly beautiful. However, pine trees are straight and full of lovely pine leaves, just like open green velvet umbrellas, swaying gently with the wind.

Miss Qiu came to us singing the song of harvest.

The sound of machines rumbled in the rice fields, and the harvesters sang songs and shuttled back and forth in the fields, holding the heavy ears of rice in their arms.

In the late autumn sky, clouds are floating slowly like knitting wool.

In autumn and October, the sparse leaves on the trees are as dry as dead leaves. Mother Earth opened her broad mind, as if welcoming and hugging the returning children. The fallen leaves returned to her arms and slept sweetly with the earth.

Autumn, beautiful season, harvest season, golden season, is as desirable as spring with flowers in full bloom, as enthusiastic as hot summer, and as charming as winter with snowflakes fluttering.

Autumn sunshine is warm and quiet, autumn breeze is warm and gentle, autumn blue sky and white clouds are elegant, and autumn fields are golden everywhere.

Autumn may be hidden in golden ears of rice, persimmons full of fire, or green vegetable fields.

Autumn, harvest season, golden season-as lovely as spring, as enthusiastic as summer, as charming as winter.

The autumn sunshine is warm and quiet, the autumn wind in Dongxiang is warm and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious.

Huang Chengcheng's ears of rice are hung with heavy heads, cotton peaches are like small trees, and full of tidbits are like eggs. Ah, not rice fields, but an ocean of gold; Not a cotton field, but a world of silver.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the forest is dyed golden; Walking in this dense forest in the sun really has a unique flavor.

Although it has been autumn for a long time, the feeling of soaking in smelly sweat all day in the hot summer this year is unforgettable, and it seems that the afterglow of summer is still lingering.

In autumn, poplar leaves are yellow and hang on trees like yellow flowers; Falling in the air, like a yellow butterfly; It landed in the river beside the tree, like a golden boat.

In late autumn, the leaves turn yellow and fall to the ground like a yellow carpet, but the cockscomb can't bear to thank you. In the cold autumn, it is quite independent.

Thousands of trees have red leaves, and the deeper the autumn, the redder it is. From a distance, they are like rolling flames.

Golden autumn has come, and the sky covers the earth like a sapphire. Clean by the autumn wind, beautiful.

In autumn, red apples open green leaves and look out; Jujube is covered with branches like a little red lantern; Grapes like purple agate hang in strings under the grape trellis. How charming!

There are dead leaves half a foot deep in the bushes. As soon as the wind blows, they spin and fly, and then scatter evenly, covering the path that spirals diagonally to the top of the mountain.

In the paddy field, a piece of rice in Huang Chengcheng turns up with the autumn wind, and in the green vegetable field, the full leaves are shining with crystal dew.

In autumn, the sky is clear and white clouds are smiling. Tall poplars are clapping their hands, and the wind is quietly conveying good news.

In autumn, after a fierce harvest, everything faded in a blink of an eye, and a large area of land was exposed to yellow.

Autumn wind blows gently, cool, blowing flowers and trees, as if a warm mother is gently humming a lullaby to send her children into a sweet dream.

Autumn symbolizes maturity and harvest.

As soon as the autumn wind passes, the grains are fragrant. That piece of farmland, from a distance, looks like a thousand waves rolling; Looking carefully, rice bent over with laughter, sorghum turned red and corn was happy.

You are more prosperous and colorful in autumn than in spring.

Isn't it often said that autumn is golden? Indeed, she has brought abundant fruits to nature and provided countless foods to many creatures, including people, to prolong their lives.

The beauty of autumn is mature-it is not as shy as spring, so open in summer and so introverted in winter.

The beauty of autumn is rational-it is not as charming as spring, so hot in summer and so subtle in winter.

Autumn, harvest season, golden season-as lovely as spring, as enthusiastic as summer, as charming as winter.

The autumn sunshine is warm and quiet, the autumn wind in Dongxiang is warm and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious.

Autumn is coming, and chrysanthemums are in bloom. There are red, yellow, purple and white. How beautiful!

Autumn has come and the fruit is ripe. Pears are in Huang Chengcheng, apples are red and grapes are shining.

The beauty of autumn is mature-it is not as shy as spring, so open in summer and so introverted in winter.

The beauty of autumn is rational-it is not as charming as spring, so hot in summer and so subtle in winter.

Autumn, harvest season, golden season-as lovely as spring, as enthusiastic as summer, as charming as winter.

The autumn sunshine is warm and quiet, the autumn wind in Dongxiang is warm and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious.

Where is autumn? Autumn is in the golden fields. Golden rice fields are like a giant golden carpet. Where is autumn? Autumn is in the beautiful park. Falling leaves are fluttering, red leaves and yellow leaves. Red leaves are like clouds of flames, and yellow leaves are flying in the air like golden butterflies. Chrysanthemum is red as fire, pink as chardonnay, yellow as gold and white as snow. Autumn is beautiful. Autumn is like a painting, autumn is like a poem, autumn is like a song and autumn is like a beautiful fairy tale. Let's love and praise this beautiful autumn!

Autumn is fruitful. It has no charm and charm in spring, no enthusiasm in summer, and no tranquility in winter when snowflakes are flying, but it has its own unique beauty. When the autumn wind blows on your cheeks, in the paddy field, the full ears of rice are full of mature joy, bending over, hunching over and lowering your head. It seems to be a model of modesty for successful people. Autumn has come, fruitful, crisp, and a mature breath is coming. All this is a magical canvas-nature, carefully sketched out with lines of different thicknesses and colorful pigments. I love autumn, love the tranquility of autumn, love the simplicity of autumn, and love the nobility of autumn.

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.

In another night or two, the autumn frost will cover the valley under the moon, and then retreat to the northern mountains for a short stay, so that the golden early autumn can gently soothe the earth. There is a faint smell of fennel in the sky. And the fragrance of Jin Ju. The fog billowed and was broken by the moonlight in September, revealing a blue sky.

Autumn, always the blue sky, will suddenly turn its face and reveal a sinister color. Tropical typhoon accompanied by Miyun rainstorm, flood undercurrent surging, the recovered grassland is a little pale. However, the typhoon and rainstorm flashed by, and the strong airflow still shook the dazzling waves. At this time, only migratory birds from the north know this warm bed, and the flying swans, geese and wild ducks are like a dark cloud, which makes it even more gloomy.

I don't know how long it took, as if a tense struggle was finally revealed. The field breathed from its broad chest, and the slopes and dams were as clear as water. Trees and crops in the air began to sway in the breeze, and the leaves became calm and wide. Dew came back, wet the ridge in the morning and evening, and hung quietly in the field. Lululan also came to the dam, floating quietly and never returning to the valley. Although the sunshine is still bright, it is no longer painful, but it becomes broad-minded and clear, as if it is finally powerless, and it is impossible to steam the field and reconcile with it; ..... Autumn is coming!

The sight of jumping into the window gave me a feeling of deja vu. Blue sky and white clouds, wild mountains, weeds washed yellow by autumn frost, just like a virgin in a golden gauze, naked and ivory, dancing in the bleak autumn wind, showing a charming appearance. Standing on the top of the mountain, Qiuyang, like a mighty god of war, shook off his bloody shirt, splashed on the grass, infiltrated into the stream below the mountain, sobbed and flowed outward with countless ripples, from ancient times to the present, from the distant past to the infinite future.

Isn't it often said that autumn is golden? Indeed, she has brought abundant fruits to nature and provided countless foods to many creatures, including people, to prolong their lives.

Golden butterfly! Who are you dancing for? Flowers have lost their smiles and grass has lost its luster. Oh, I see. What are you doing for the flashing daisies in the garden?

Pear trees are covered with pears from Huang Chengcheng, just like lovely gourds. Look carefully, there are many small freckles on pear's face! There are many pears, and the more branches bend, the more pears sit on the ground.

Walking into the field is 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 full of a big belly that is about to burst. 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 rain hit them in the face. Piles of dark gray clouds hold the earth low. It's already late autumn, all the trees in the endless forest are bare, and the old trees stand gloomy and brown moss covers its wrinkles. Ruthless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and they had to wither and stand there bald.

Autumn comes with the sound of fallen leaves, and the morning is fresh as dew. The sky exudes soft light, clear and ethereal, which makes people want to listen to the soaring songs of larks, just like looking at the blue sea and thinking of seeing a white sail. Sunset is the wings of time. When it flies away, it will spread out for a while. So dusk.

The clear sky in late autumn is like an endless calm blue sea; Strong white light jumps in the air, just like microwaves on the sea; At the foot of the mountain, patches of sorghum are always swaying full heads, like fluctuating red water; However, the withered leaves painted the fields with withered colors.

What a beautiful autumn! Here, it is no longer scorched earth and ashes. It is a bustling place, and Qian Shan is covered with red carpets. Korean pine covered with elastic skins is still alive, standing proudly on the high rocks, whistling in the valley and flying slowly in the rice fields in vain.

When the steep west wind brushes the sky higher and higher; When the stranger's child looks at the last south flying goose; When the boundless grass on the vast field is swaying and turning yellow-at this time, it is autumn, and it is the season when trees fall leaves.

In the middle of the night after autumn, the moon goes down and the sun hasn't come out yet, leaving only a blue sky; Everything fell asleep except the things that traveled at night.

The dusk in late autumn always comes quickly, and the sun sets in the western hills before Shan Ye is dispersed by the evaporated water vapor of the sun. As a result, the blue wind in the valley, with a strong coolness, drove the white fog and wandered down the mountain; The shadow of the mountain peak fell on the village more quickly, and the shadow became thicker and thicker, gradually blending with the night, but it was soon dyed silver-gray by the moonlight candle.

The moon, which is not round, gradually rises to the sky. A transparent gray cloud, lightly covering the moonlight, seems to be a wisp of light smoke in the field, as if falling into a dream. After the sunset glow passed, the smoke in the fields disappeared, and the water was as clear as light, washing the soft autumn night.

One autumn night, the sky in Gao Lu was thick, and a crescent moon hung quietly on the southwest horizon. The cold moon shines on the earth, so dark, but the stars in the galaxy are getting brighter and brighter. In the dense and boundless fields of sorghum, corn and millet, this song sounded the sound of autumn insects, and occasionally accompanied by several accompaniment, the fruit blew on the ground intermittently, like a cold eggplant. Willow branches hang quietly on the side of the road, and the shadows cover the winding path of weeds.

Blue sky. Late autumn, spotless, crystal clear. Clouds are reflected on the clear Jialing River; The microwave of fish scales and the green river water add color to the clouds, which is particularly gorgeous.

On a cool and sunny autumn night, the bright red Mars in the starry sky adds a lot of luster and interest to us. Recently, after eight o'clock every night, Mars rises from the horizon in the southeast. It is brighter than any star in the nearby sky. No matter where you are, it is easy to find it.

The fallen leaves in the north render a tragic atmosphere! The fallen leaves are dyed golden yellow or even scarlet. The first thing that may fall is just two pieces, like a golden butterfly with two broken souls. But then, there was a golden red shower. Then, a golden red carpet was laid under the tree. On this carpet, the iron is cast like that. Bare and scattered trunks and branches pierce the high blue sky and faint clouds.

Fruit trees in the north are also a miracle for Qiu Lai. The first is jujube; It will grow up in the corner, on the wall, beside the toilet and at the door of the kitchen. This is the heyday of autumn. Jujubes are like olives and pigeon eggs, showing light green and yellowish colors in small oval leaves. Jujube leaves fall, jujube is red, and there will be a northwest wind.

The autumn wind galloped across the field happily, and everything in the field turned golden yellow. Pieces of gauze-like white clouds floated slowly, as if they were reluctant to leave the beautiful autumn scenery in the world.

I like autumn best all year round. Love autumn, lofty and pure; Love autumn wind, fresh and cool; Love autumn rain, misty; Like the colors of autumn, colorful and dazzling; Love the breath of autumn, mature and charming.

A story about autumn:

Autumn colors in the park

The Woods in the park are also beautiful. The hills in the park are covered with trees, and the leaves of buttonwood trees turn yellow with time and fall down one after another; Maple leaves have turned red, and the park is shrouded in red clouds, which also adds a little enthusiasm to autumn. The cypress leaves are still so green that you are intoxicated. There are a group of children playing happily on the mountain, and there are bursts of laughter from time to time. Look, how hard they are playing, which adds vitality to the forest.

golden autumn

The weather is getting colder, and pieces of yellow leaves, like beautiful yellow butterflies, leave the warm embrace of mother tree one after another and gently fall from the tree and fly to the grass, rivers and crops. This fallen leaf seems to be a messenger, telling everyone that "autumn is coming, autumn is coming". The grass also took off its green clothes and put on its golden autumn clothes. Miss Qiu returned to the world with the joy of falling leaves. In this scene of Huang Chengcheng, all kinds of small flowers seem to be asleep, with their heads down and their hands hanging, silently waiting for the arrival of spring in the distance.

autumn leave

In autumn, the leaves show gorgeous colors. Maple leaves are like small red palms, swaying gently in the wind, as if waving goodbye to tourists. Buttonwood leaves are like golden crowns, swaying in the branches. Seeing it reminds me of kumquat orchard. People who like new shoots should also like fallen leaves!

Woods in autumn

I walked into the Woods in autumn. Ah! The ground is covered with leaves, red, yellow and green ... colorful and beautiful. A gust of wind blew and several leaves fell on the tree. Look, some are like small flowers, dancing with beautiful wings. Some are like orioles, spreading their wings and flying. Others, like dancers, are spinning lightly ... Leaves fall on the ground one after another, covering the earth with thick "cotton-padded clothes". The foot stepped on the dead leaves, making a "squeaky" sound and playing a "symphony" in late autumn.

The campus of autumn

The first thing that catches your eye is a cluster of bright red leaves, which is not noticeable. What is striking is a bunch of red flowers, bright flowers, ingenious and chic. Dozens of them grow on green stems, just like a string of red bells connected by green lines. They are closely arranged and uniform, just like a disciplined and closely United group formed in our class. Look carefully, there are still small flowers like hair hidden among the flowers. Breeze blowing, delicate and unique flowers swaying gently, nodding to you, as if children are smiling at you.

The melody of autumn rain

The rain is crystal clear. The rain in autumn is very small and fine. Like the tip of a cow's hair, it falls gently. Of course, there are also light rains hitting ponds and eaves, splashing. Coloring, ticking, snapping, rustling, give this picturesque autumn a beautiful symphony. This unique rhythm makes you forget all the troubles and worries in the world.

Harvest autumn

Red apples pull open the green leaves and look out; On the fifteenth day of the first month, golden persimmons bend branches like lanterns; Small red dates twinkle on the branches; A string of grapes like agate hangs on the grape rack and swings around; Some lychees are so fat that they burst their clothes and show their white bellies. Corn deliberately put on a new golden dress and grinned, revealing golden teeth. Soybean may be too excited, and some even burst into laughter; Tomatoes put lipstick on their faces to make themselves more beautiful. ...

autumn leave

In the rustling autumn wind, the dead leaves on the trees have fallen. It slowly fell to the ground, making that sad "rustling" sound. Falling leaves! Are you mourning the shortness of your life? No, it's not! The fallen leaves are not so heroic and short of breath. Unconsciously, I have reached the end of the road. I saw a clear stream in front of me, and fallen leaves fell on the stream with the wind, just like a golden boat. The stream kept flowing, and the fallen leaves whirled with the tide, starting their long and arduous journey ... Seeing that there was no way out, I simply lay on the luxurious carpet and looked up. There seems to be some green leaves left on the bare branches. Maybe in a few days, this green leaf will fall and fall into the arms of Mother Earth.

Autumn grass

The coming of autumn also changed the grass into yellow clothes. At this time, the grass is still standing, although it is no longer like a tender doll in spring or a green teenager in summer. When the wind blows gently, they twist their bodies to one side and win people's appreciation with their beautiful dance. In the morning, the crystal dew will play games and roll with the grass. Pick up a drop with your hand, and accidentally, the dew fell to the ground and disappeared at once, as if playing a game with me!

autumn leave

If swallows are angels who herald spring, then fallen leaves are urchins who greet autumn. When autumn comes, the fallen leaves will float down from the branches without hesitation. They seem to say to the tree, "dear mother, we are going back to the embrace of the earth, please allow us to fly with the wind!" " "The tree rustled as if to say," Let's go! Let's go "The leaves flew over the wall and came to the wild. Look! They are everywhere on the earth. Fallen leaves, you laid a golden carpet on the ground.

Autumn is coming.

Autumn is coming, and the autumn wind makes people feel a little cold. Xiaohong closed the window, put on her autumn clothes and ran to the yard to play. I also saw that the apple tree was covered with big and red apples, and several yellow leaves were falling with the wind and flying like butterflies. The grass looks like a golden carpet. Chrysanthemums are blooming, yellow and white, like fluffy balls. How nice! Two swallows flew out of the house and twittered at Xiaohong, as if to say, "Little master, we are going to the south for the winter. See you next spring! " "

school holiday in autumn

The autumn wind is rustling, and Kingdee is flying all over the courtyard.

Golden butterfly! Who are you dancing for? Flowers have lost their smiles and grass has lost its luster. Oh, I see. What are you doing for the flashing daisies in the garden?

I don't know when you landed gently on my bright red sweater. Do you treat me like a flower, too?

You told me quietly that people are changed by green butterflies. In spring and summer, people fall on branches in droves. Spring gives people new green and summer gives people shade. When autumn comes, you put on golden clothes and fly around looking for your beloved friends.

Golden butterfly, would you like to make friends with me? Come on! Fly into my textbook and accompany me into the bright classroom.

autumn

Autumn is coming, and chrysanthemums are in bloom. There are red, yellow, purple and white. How beautiful!

Autumn has come and the fruit is ripe. Pears are in Huang Chengcheng, apples are red and grapes are shining. A cool breeze blew, and the fruit nodded, emitting an attractive fragrance.

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.

In another night or two, the autumn frost will cover the valley under the moon, and then retreat to the northern mountains for a short stay, so that the golden early autumn can gently soothe the earth. There is a faint smell of fennel in the sky. And the fragrance of Jin Ju. The fog billowed and was broken by the moonlight in September, revealing a blue sky.

Autumn, always the blue sky, will suddenly turn its face and reveal a sinister color. Tropical typhoon accompanied by Miyun rainstorm, flood undercurrent surging, the recovered grassland is a little pale. However, the typhoon and rainstorm flashed by, and the strong airflow still shook the dazzling waves. At this time, only migratory birds from the north know this warm bed, and the flying swans, geese and wild ducks are like a dark cloud, which makes it even more gloomy.

I don't know how long it took, as if a tense struggle was finally revealed. The field breathed from its broad chest, and the slopes and dams were as clear as water. Trees and crops in the air began to sway in the breeze, and the leaves became calm and wide. Dew came back, wet the ridge in the morning and evening, and hung quietly in the field. Lululan also came to the dam, floating quietly and never returning to the valley. Although the sunshine is still bright, it is no longer painful, but it becomes broad-minded and clear, as if it is finally powerless, and it is impossible to steam the field and reconcile with it; ..... Autumn is coming!

The sight of jumping into the window gave me a feeling of deja vu. Blue sky and white clouds, wild mountains, weeds washed yellow by autumn frost, just like a virgin in a golden gauze, naked and ivory, dancing in the bleak autumn wind, showing a charming appearance. Standing on the top of the mountain, Qiuyang, like a mighty god of war, shook off his bloody shirt, splashed on the grass, infiltrated into the stream below the mountain, sobbed and flowed outward with countless ripples, from ancient times to the present, from the distant past to the infinite future.