Autumn composition of the first day of junior high school

Writing is the most familiar thing in daily life or work and study. Writing is a narrative method that expresses a theme through words after people's ideological consideration and language organization. You always have no way to write a composition? The following is my composition in the fall of Grade One for your reference only. Let's have a look.

Autumn composition 1 In the long-awaited call, Miss Qiu recovered her original appearance, and the monotonous maple leaf was "noisy" by Miss Qiu, and her whole body was colored. The fiery red maple leaves seem to be sprinkled with fluorescent powder, and they all shine; Cotton put on a white wedding dress and set delicate lace on the golden carpet; In this autumn, great changes have taken place in my hometown-Grey Mountain Port. This is a romantic season, and it is a reverie season!

This holiday, I went to my grandmother's house again to experience the autumn in the country. Autumn morning is the coldest time of the day. Get up in the morning and take a breath, and a cold air rushes straight to your nostrils. The biting cold air rushed into the neckline and sleeves of clothes mercilessly, which made people tremble, but these winds were mixed with the smell of fresh leaves, which made people feel refreshed. I was still groggy when I went out. Looking into the distance, you can vaguely see some faint red, which adds a little color to the sad atmosphere in autumn! Noon in autumn is the hottest time of the day. Although the weather you see in the morning is groggy, you never expect the sun to shine at noon, giving some confidence to the farmers who harvest rice.

At this time, I smelled a faint sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance. No wonder some people say that sweet-scented osmanthus flies ten miles. There is a osmanthus forest in front of my house. Whenever I have time every day, I will go to pick osmanthus with my grandmother. My grandmother said that osmanthus can make tea, so I promised to pick some for her, but picking osmanthus is often not as simple as I said. I was exhausted after picking it for a few minutes. Finally, grandma accompanied me to the battlefield to pick osmanthus, and I was confident to continue picking osmanthus.

Autumn night is the saddest time of the day. It's dark. It's dark all around. A few dim stars are faintly dotted in the night sky, which makes people feel like crying. The rain in the evening is mixed with some Mao Mao rain, and thin rain threads weave a gray curtain in the sky. Autumn is an unforgettable season; Autumn, a refreshing season; I love autumn!

There are four seasons in a year: spring, summer, autumn and winter. In these four seasons, some people like warm spring in bloom, some people like lush summer, some people like snowy winter, and I prefer rich and attractive autumn.

Autumn is a beautiful season. In the park, the grass withered and the beautiful flowers faded gradually. At this moment, chrysanthemums are in full bloom, and the colors of chrysanthemums are also different, such as red, blue, pink and yellow. Grandpa Tree's leaves are turning yellow. A cool autumn wind blows, leaves sway, and some fall to the ground, like dancing butterflies.

Autumn is a season of harvest and busyness. In the orchard, there are rosy apples and purple grapes are ripe. If you choose your favorite fruit from many fruits, you will definitely choose pears from Huang Chengcheng. Look at that pear, Huang Chengcheng's. It's small on the top and big on the bottom. Those dots seem to be its decoration. Even more beautiful are golden rice fields, not to mention whole grains, even white cotton is not funny. White cotton, like a small parachute, slowly fell to the ground and spread a layer of white cotton-padded jacket on the ground. Those crops seem to be the most beautiful things in the whole autumn.

That ear of corn is full of fruits, and wheat and rice are ripe. Although they are all yellow, they leave the ripe fruits to people. Although the fruit of sunflower is not as much as other rice, its taste is unique. Bite down, there will be a faint fragrance, and the taste has become a unique taste in rice. In this field full of youthful flavor, several farmers' uncles are busy!

After an autumn rain, small animals know that autumn is coming, so migratory birds fly south, small squirrels are storing food and preparing for winter, and even small ants are preparing for winter!

I love autumn, and I love its lively and extraordinary sight.

There are four seasons in a year, and each season has its own uniqueness: enjoying flowers in spring, swimming in summer, eating crabs in autumn and skiing in winter. In these four seasons, I have a soft spot for autumn.

Autumn is a colorful season. Maple trees on both sides of the path are yellow, orange and red, and red is divided into deep red and light red, which is in sharp contrast with pine trees not far away. Look at the chrysanthemums around me, white, yellow, purple and light green ... colorful and beautiful, what a beautiful autumn.

Autumn is the harvest season. In the suburbs, every autumn, you can see such a scene: the original green fields have turned into golden wheat waves, and you can always see the busy figures of farmers' uncles and hear their hearty laughter. Yes, the harvest is not gratifying. Turned around, eyes rested on the yard in front of the house. The trees are full of fruits.

That was my favorite apple when I was a child. I can pick it if I want. Convenient and interesting! Adults are busy, I'll choose for myself. But at that time, I couldn't climb a tree, so I could only reach the apples on the tree with a "tool"-a stick. They look wobbly, but they just don't fall. I suffered for a long time, only a small apple fell and hit my forehead, which scared me and fell backwards ... Later, my father taught me to climb trees, so I could climb up and pick apples myself.

There are also many delicious foods in autumn. There are not only all kinds of fruits here, but also delicious hairy crabs. The annual west wind rises, and the fat autumn of crabs has arrived. Autumn is the season when hairy crabs are on the market, and there must be several hairy crabs in every household's refrigerator. Autumn is also the season when hawthorn is on the market, and sugar-coated haws will also be on the market. The sour and sweet taste is really memorable. For my snack, it must be "beginning of autumn Jin"!

You see, autumn is beautiful, fun and delicious. Why don't I like it? I love you, autumn!

The departure of summer represents the arrival of autumn. Autumn is a harvest season, a season full of gold. In this season, when autumn leaves fall, they are like dancers in the air, jumping out of a beautiful dance. Among them, ginkgo leaves and maple leaves left a deep impression on me.

This Sunday, I went to the park with my parents. Walking into the park, we saw different kinds of trees. Suddenly a strange leaf caught my eye: like a small fan, densely covered with veins, half green and half yellow. From a distance, it looks like a yellow butterfly dancing. In the sun, colorful, so smart, so wonderful, as if suddenly entered the fairy tale world. This kind of leaves is really wonderful! I thought to myself.

I'm observing the leaves carefully. Suddenly, my parents said to me, "Kelvyn Young, come here!" I quickly picked a leaf and hurried there. My parents and I walked and said to them, "Mom and Dad, do you know what this leaf is?" "This should be the leaf of ginkgo tree." They answered and asked me, "Do you know what tree that is?" "Maple Leaf!" From a distance, the maple forest is like a burning flame, very red and beautiful. "Then let's go and have a look!"

I walked with my parents. I found a maple leaf and looked at it carefully: the maple leaf has a little red meaning and is so full of vitality; The maple leaf is in the shape of a dragon's paw, just five pieces. Maple leaves are soft and lovely! Its edge is also inlaid with an irregular lace; Just like a small and exquisite palm, and like a fairy in red, her face is red.

Autumn leaves are really colorful and graceful. I love the charming and fruitful autumn, and I love the autumn leaves even more.

When the passion that bloomed for a summer gradually faded, an autumn wind took away the last trace of residual heat. At the same time, the colorful world began to be set in golden yellow.

On a cool autumn night, the stars in the sky are dazzling. I am holding my pillow and falling flowers, quietly experiencing the coolness of autumn. ......

Since ancient times, there have been many sorrows about autumn ... autumn is easy to make people feel depressed, and so are the ancients. Du Fu let the autumn wind blow his temples white, and Ma Zhiyuan let the autumn sorrow break his heart ... The faint homesickness is the miss of autumn; Sad parting is the sadness of autumn; Whispering autumn wind, continuous autumn rain, dribs and drabs of thoughts come to mind. In the eyes of most ancient people, Qiu's character was sad.

My point of view is different, as Liu Yuxi said: "Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times, and I say autumn is not as good as today." I think autumn is poetic and affectionate. Not only autumn, but everything in autumn has a deep charm. Fallen leaves are acacia in autumn: the autumn moon is bright; The autumn wind is bright; Rain is the deep feeling of autumn ... What a poetic autumn scenery!

The autumn of poetry is also beautiful! So I like autumn poetry, especially in the late autumn night, leaning against the bed, enjoying poetry by dim light and listening to the rustling sound of books in my hand. Unconsciously, I was sitting under a big tree like a fallen leaf, floating in the wind, like a butterfly dancing wearily. There was a piece in my hand, and I looked at it pityingly. It has no resentment, only a heart that returns to the earth. I looked up and saw that the hard workers were harvesting fruits. The golden yellow was their sweat and their hope! Autumn is the harvest season, which is the real connotation under its bleak appearance.

It was dead of night when I was out of my mind. I put my book aside and fell asleep, but it began to rain outside. Don't worry, it will surprise your dreams. Its delicate and light pace makes people feel moved, as if telling gently: why not cut the candle at the west window and talk about the rain at night. That affection is love!

If summer is an essay about lovers, then autumn is a poem, profound and lasting, but delicate. It makes me feel that life is tasteful!

Autumn came to the orchard, persimmon bent down, bent down, and the branches were about to break. Sister litchi is so fat that her clothes are torn and her white belly is exposed. Huge apples are covered with branches, showing a sweet smile. In autumn, I came to the farmland, and the corn put on new clothes and golden clothes, grinning at us and showing golden teeth. Tomatoes put lipstick on their faces to make themselves more beautiful, and potatoes are excited about it.

Broke his green mouth and exposed his yellow tongue. Autumn comes to the garden, which is the world of chrysanthemums. Perhaps they prefer the heavy gold here, so they choose to bloom in autumn and bloom their own beauty. The curly petals of chrysanthemum, like a little girl with curly hair, sway happily with the autumn dance steps.

Autumn in my eyes is joyful, because people can finally reap their success in autumn. Autumn in my eyes is reunion, because the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming! The moon is the representative of autumn. On this cool autumn night, people carefully taste moon cakes and watch the round moon make wishes. This is the pride of autumn.

However, in my eyes, autumn is also ruthless. The relentless autumn rain knocked down many leaves and made them leave one by one. Two days of continuous autumn rain will also break the hard work of farmers' uncles, so that the grain they have worked so hard to plant is soaked in water by relentless continuous autumn rain and cannot be exposed to the sun. Climbing up the stairs and looking into the distance, rain and raindrops spilled, and the sky was near dusk. Autumn! You can be ruthless sometimes.

Ah! In autumn, you are a picture in my eyes, a full moon, joy, maturity and harvest. Let's praise autumn together, praise the harvest season-autumn, praise this colorful autumn.

I have magical power, which is different from others, so I am very popular wherever I go.

The invitation from outside came early, so I had to go to her house first. In cool weather, I flew there immediately. Rice and sorghum bowed to me, waiting for my kiss. I ran to kiss the rice, and the rice bowed its head and turned yellow. A bunch of rice is heavy and full of grains. Sorghum has matured since I kissed it. Suddenly, the autumn fields turned into a sea of joy, farmers' uncles were harvesting happily, and their happy songs floated in the fields.

I stared at the harvested fields. Suddenly, the phone rang, and I picked it up impatiently: "Hello, this is Qiu, who are you?"

"I am an orchard, and we need you!"

"I'm happy to help!" I quickly put down the phone and flew to the orchard.

In the orchard, all kinds of fruits are waiting for me. I picked up the apple and touched his lovely little face. Apple blushed shyly. I kissed the pear, which was full and yellow. I hugged the grapes, and the grapes were immediately purple like agate. When I touched an orange, my eyes widened and I found myself turned orange ... The orchard immediately became colorful. Looking at the sweet and satisfying smiles of all kinds of fruits, my heart is warm.

Then I received an urgent report. I'm going to the Woods to paint the trees white and the grass golden. I flew to the Woods at lightning speed. I waved the paint pen and brushed it gently. The leaves fell off and the trunk turned white. I squatted down and painted it with paint, and the whole lawn turned golden yellow.

I am autumn, and I am "autumn leaves can bloom in March". You must know me well by now. Many interesting things have happened around me. I will tell you next time!

This is an unconscious thing. The air is filled with the breath of autumn, as if she is by my side, which makes people take a deep breath. Oh, autumn is coming.

Osmanthus fragrans is in full bloom on campus. The bare branches were covered with yellow and white flowers. These flowers hang in the air along the pale yellow veins. The wind blows gently, and the flowers jingle like pink bells. No one knows where they have gone. Perhaps only the wind will remember the fragrance of flowers.

Through the window, I can often see several cuckoos hovering around the tree, and their wings make sounds, which always attract my attention. The bird stopped on a thick branch, and the dazzling sunlight penetrated through the leaves and fell on the cuckoo from the gap. They are basking in the sun. "Goo goo goo goo ..." The bird's cry is intermittent. You call me, and it calls me.

The most lively campus in autumn is between classmates and teachers, right? In late autumn, the students all put on thick cotton-padded jackets. In the classroom with loud books, the students are absorbed in reading the text. Look, the teacher in that class is in class! The students listened with relish and shook their heads, just like the scene of ancient great poets reciting poems. Look at the teacher who reports the students' exam results over there. Those who did well in the exam looked beaming, but they didn't forget to look at their "competitors" and those who didn't do well in the exam, frowning and turning over the papers anxiously. Look, the students are waiting for physical education class and running. Look at the birds in the sky, the insects in the soil and pick a bright yellow Ye Er. The scent of autumn in Ye Er immediately stained my fingertips and revived them. In short, it's a pleasure.

Autumn is integrated into our life and our campus, like a grass, a flower and a leaf, showing her existence everywhere.

The weather is always sunny, and there is not a cloud in the blue sky. I often look up and think that the grassland sky written by Lao She is like this ... The sky is high in You Lan. Looking at it, I feel suddenly enlightened. Occasionally, a bird flying across the sky will make your heart tremble. I think it would be nice if people could be as happy and free as birds.

There is no wind in autumn and the air is a little dry. Occasionally a little rain will make you feel comfortable. Smell the earth, the moist air moistens your face, and look at the colorful colors in nature. You will unconsciously open your arms, look up, gently close your eyes and take a deep breath. At this time, you are the leaf, a small flower, a fruit ... you will melt into the autumn life.

I like the yellow color of ginkgo leaves in autumn, especially in the light of street lamps. Against the backdrop of the night, that kind of yellow is not golden, a little delicate and a little subtle. There are few pedestrians on the road, and the ginkgo trees illuminated by street lamps are like oil paintings on canvas, which are beautiful. I also like the red maple leaf. It is so red that no pigment can set off such a strong color. I am dreaming that one day I can go to a big maple forest and wander alone in the maple forest, so that the red of maple leaves can flow into my blood. At this time, I remembered the poem "Stop and love the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February". Presumably, the ancients also had a soft spot for maple leaves.

Autumn is the harvest season. The happiest is the farmer, whose bronzed face and wrinkles carved by years are filled with smiles. The hard work and sweat of the past seem to have never happened. Looking at them, you can't help thinking: happiness is that simple. Why should we worry?

I like autumn. I like all the beautiful things in nature. I love life, and I want to make my life as colorful as autumn.

Standing in front of the autumn door, I was intoxicated. ...

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A cool breeze blows, and the chill is a little bit, which blows away the heat in summer and brings the coolness in autumn. Autumn, like a happy child, skips to the world. The autumn sky is as quiet as a deep lake, and its blue is unparalleled, which evokes people's infinite reverie.

autumn rain

Teacher Qiu's name is Qiuyu. He flew over the orchard in a drizzle and went to play with the chubby fruit lady. Hi! This naughty guy went to "tease" the ripe wheat later, and the golden yellow new clothes that the wheat just put on were wet by the autumn rain. The continuous autumn rain poured out his thoughts to everything, and he did not hesitate to wet all the autumn soil. Autumn rain has gone, taking away all the dust and leaving fresh air for all living things.

The sound of autumn

What is the sound of autumn? Listen, the bright pods, the chirping of birds, the laughter of children, the melody of farmers working in the fields … Why do autumn insects chirp? Is it because it knows that its life is short and shows its existence, or because all its life values are hidden in sad silence? In short, I love to hear this thought-provoking autumn sound.

Autumn scenery

What color is autumn? Look, the golden smiling face of the rice in the field and the golden brilliance of the sun. Is autumn golden? No, look at the maple leaf, so red and bright, burning like a flame, just like the great poet Du Mu said, "Frosty leaves are red in February flowers". Autumn is red? No, it's all wrong, and the sky is blue and the clouds are white. Autumn should be colorful.

The taste of autumn

What's the smell of autumn? Smell it: the refreshing fragrance of osmanthus, the sweetness of fruit, the freshness of soil ... Autumn is delicious.

Standing in front of the autumn door, I saw the scenery belonging to autumn, smelled the smell belonging to autumn, and listened to the voice belonging to autumn ... I was lost. Autumn, autumn, how much beauty do you still hide that I haven't captured?

Charming autumn, please let me see your touching legend!

Autumn is a beautiful season. Although the autumn in the city is beautiful, I think the autumn in the country has a unique charm, even more beautiful than the autumn in the city.

The beauty of autumn is everywhere in my hometown. Even formed a golden ocean. I passed by in the field and took a casual look at the cornfield, but my eyes suddenly straightened up and stared at this vast cornfield. I saw that the corn was golden yellow, standing upright in the sun, greedily sucking the bright sunshine, and finally growing in the sun. The wind blows everywhere, fiddling with them, and rolling like waves from a height, forming a golden ocean. This sea reveals a joyful atmosphere, and the whole sea is telling, telling the meticulous cultivation of farmers' uncles. The farmer's uncle was submerged as soon as he entered the sea, but they obviously liked being submerged because they created it themselves.

In the wild, no, at sea. From time to time, farmers' simple songs came, and corn was dancing for farmers, which greatly encouraged the hard-working farmers. Under the scorching sun, they still stand proudly, showing the hard work of farmers' uncles, which makes me have to admire them.

The beauty of the forest is no less than that of the sea. The vigorous branches set off several years of vicissitudes. The leaves have withered, but they also have a unique charm. The breeze is blowing naughtily, fiddling with the branches and leaves. Finally, the leaves couldn't stand the wind and left the branches that had been snuggling for months. They began to float, but still unwilling, like a dead butterfly, showing an imperceptible beauty in the air. Finally, they drew a perfect arc in the air and landed in their lives. But they dedicated their beauty to mankind and completed their mission.

Whether in the fields, in the Woods or by the river, it is beautiful. This is a beautiful autumn in my lovely hometown.

Autumn composition 12 autumn is coming, autumn is coming! Miss Qiu came to the world with light steps. She opened the door of autumn with calmness and gentleness, gently, gently, when you were not paying attention.

Do you want to find autumn? Then come and look for the footprints of autumn with me!

We came to the orchard, and the fruit in the orchard smelled fragrant, which was the smell of harvest. In the orchard, juicy grapes are purple and fragrant. Smell, well, it makes your mouth water! There are persimmons and apples, all red, like rosy clouds on the horizon, beautiful! Brother Li showed his yellow face and swayed from side to side like a lantern. They shook and shouted, "Come and get us! Come and get us!" "In the orchard, the fruit babies are vying for people to pick!

With the autumn wind, we came to the field, which was full of ancient incense. Looking far away, ah, the fields are golden, as far as the eye can see! Like an endless ocean. In this ocean, sorghum blushes. They lean to the left for a while and to the right for a while, just like drunken grandfathers. Cotton girl puts on a small white fur coat, like a white princess. The corn sisters snuggled up to each other and smiled brightly. They cheered happily: "Harvest-Harvest-"Farmers' uncles smiled from ear to ear, which was the joy of harvest.

We followed the footsteps of autumn and came to the Woods. Leaves were falling and all kinds of leaves fell to the ground, putting colorful "autumn clothes" on Mother Earth. The leaves of ginkgo tree are golden yellow, like a small fan, which is picked up by children as specimens. The fiery red maple leaves are like a pair of palms, which are picked by rabbits as hairpins. ...

Where is autumn? In that fruitful orchard, in that boundless field, in that beautiful forest.

I love you-that harvest and beautiful autumn!

Autumn composition of the first day of junior high school 13 September, from the first leaf landing, autumn in my hometown is coming.

The sky is blue, and a few white clouds are floating around in the sky like boats. Sometimes they become a good horse, sometimes a tiger, sometimes an elephant, and sometimes a marshmallow. The colors of white clouds are also different, including yellow, red and purple. How beautiful! Looking up at the sky, I saw a flock of geese flying from the north to the south. They are arranged in characters for a while and in characters for a while.

The river is crystal clear, like transparent blue silk, lying quietly in the embrace of the earth. A group of small fish went upstream, and the calm water suddenly rippled.

There is a small forest on the hillside by the river. The leaves of buttonwood turned yellow, but the leaves of maple turned red, and the leaves fell one by one. Some of them danced in the air like Xiaohua, while others danced like dancers. ...

"When Qiu Lai enters in September, I will kill the flowers after they bloom." In late autumn, wild chrysanthemums are in full bloom under trees, on hillsides and on river banks. You see, flowers red is like fire, pink like chardonnay, yellow like gold, white like snow, so beautiful! Butterflies are also fascinated by it. Butterflies are flying around them, as if to say, "You are so beautiful!" "

The field was very lively, and pieces of soybeans shook their pods and gave a loud laugh. The tall and straight sorghum raised its black, red, black and red face, as if singing happily. Suddenly, a green "gentleman" flew out of the grass. I took my hand from it, but it was too alert to catch it.

The orchard is fruitful. Red apples look out, and pears in Huang Chengcheng are one of them.

_ Sitting on the ground, some lychees are too fat, some clothes are torn, soybeans may be too excited, some people burst into laughter, and tomatoes put lipstick on their faces to make themselves more beautiful.

Ah! Autumn in my hometown is really beautiful!

The first autumn composition 14 is full of autumn water, picking a piece of white clouds, riding the breeze and stepping on fallen leaves. In late autumn, I walked around the campus with a smile.

Walking on the South Ring Road like a tree-lined path, colorful leaves rolled in the air, reluctant to fall, even if they did, they were blown by a gust of wind. They danced their feathered bodies and bid farewell to the world. Close your eyes and listen to their whispers, "sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic ..." Gentle as water, as far as mountains.

Drunk, I came to the seaside in southern Hubei. The surface of the pool is very calm, and it is particularly lonely without the past dragonflies chasing and playing. Only a few red goldfish lurk in the deep water, occasionally touching the green vines in Ye Er, swinging their tails leisurely like a veil. Two turtles, one big and one small, were lounging on the water lily, taking a nap in the sun. The wind, up, wicker slightly scattered, floating in the wind, looking at their reflections, I can not help but think of Chang 'e who left the earth and stayed in the bright moon.

Just when I was intoxicated, I suddenly smelled a faint fragrance and looked down the fragrance. Oh, that's exquisite osmanthus. Like a broken golden tree, it radiates dazzling light and refreshing fragrance. It can be said that "snowflakes cut goose yellow everywhere, and golden millet is exposed"!

In the teaching building, there was a burst of reading sound, accompanied by autumn wind, which was introduced to my ears; On the playground, the students' laughter echoed. The young face presents a hopeful sun. They work hard and struggle, in this golden late autumn.

The sky is high, the water is trickling, and people are in it. The campus in late autumn, for an instant, stays in the eyes and falls between the eyebrows.

This is a harvest season. There are many fruits in the orchard. Pomegranate grinned and showed her red tongue. The grapes have grown up, and the round little head is looking out with great curiosity. The apple turned red, like a shy little girl, and the farmers' uncles blossomed happily. They know that the harvest season has arrived, and the fruits of their year's labor have finally been obtained.

This is a beautiful season, the maple leaves turn red, red, bright and beautiful. From a distance, it looks like a fiery red fire burning on the vigorous branches, which is very beautiful. Miss Chrysanthemum smiled at us, unfolded her beautiful dress and danced for us in the wind.

Autumn rain and autumn dew are always cool and clean. These raindrops are made to cool off the heat. They are light and translucent, falling from the sky all the time, clean. It never rains heavily in autumn, unlike in summer, when it rains, it thunders and thunders, and the wind blows hard. The next heavy rain will make the weather very cold, but it will become very hot in a few days. Unlike the rain in summer, it always rains bit by bit and intermittently, as if it was hard-won. Autumn sunshine is always bright, autumn morning makes people feel a little cold, and after the sun comes out, it makes people feel particularly warm. Autumn wind is always cool. When you get up in the morning, there is often a breeze. The wind is not as cold as the winter wind, nor as hot as the summer wind. Instead, it is as gentle as spring breeze, bringing you a little coolness, but there is a little sunshine warmth in the wind. The feeling of being blown is very comfortable, as if a smooth and cool brocade was draped over the body, making people feel soft and cool.

Autumn is a colorful season. It lacks the beauty of spring, the heat of summer and the joy and cold of winter. It is unlike any season, because it has its own unique charm.