Qiuju appreciates the short sentences of copywriting, which are clean and brief.

1. In May, pomegranate flowers are blooming and the branches are full of flowers.

2. Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, and old roads and thin horses. -Ma Yuan Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si"

3. Osmanthus fragrans is a kind of osmanthus fragrance, which is indifferent and unobtrusive and slowly passes through the air. It is a sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, floating in the quiet air.

Autumn is golden, happy, plump and harvest season.

The blue sky has become so quiet and high. And white clouds are like sheep, and look closely like cotton candy. The sky seems to have been washed by the sea, as light as a feather.

6. The old tree is in autumn, and the moonlight soaks into the pool-Liu Deren's Sleeping by the Pool.

7. The autumn wind was bleak, and it was so cold that night. A person pushes a bicycle and stops several times. The familiar way home seems so long, and there are too many things in my heart.

8. Autumn in Qiu Feng is the season of sowing, the season of sadness and the season of maple leaves. The maple trees in autumn are so sad. Maple leaves are so sad! The autumn wind blew away the leaves! The leaves don't want to leave, but the maple can't save them. A maple is not unwilling but helpless. ...

9. As soon as the autumn wind blows, the leaves on the tree slowly fall to the ground like butterflies, and a golden carpet is laid on the ground.

10. Autumn is coming! Autumn is coming! I came to nature to look for autumn with longing for autumn.

1 1. In August, the wind roared and rolled my hair-Tang Du Fu's "The Hut was Blown by the Autumn Wind"

12. The weather is getting cold, and my greetings and concerns to you are getting warmer. Don't forget to cover the quilt at night, put on more clothes in the morning, and don't forget that I care about you!

13. It's cool in autumn and the summer heat is gone, so it's ideal to live here.

14. The fields in autumn are golden, as if laying a golden carpet on the ground.

15. I like to watch thousands of waves in rice fields, and heroes smoke everywhere in the evening. The morning dew was shaken off.

16. The cool wind, silently blocking the door, cannot enter the world inside, because the outside belongs to nature, but the inside belongs to life. It was not until the people inside the door saw a few golden leaves outside the door through the window that they realized what they had found. Autumn is really golden, not inferior to the green in spring. However, it was a beautiful dream like a veil, which drifted over and was later replaced by snow.

17. 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?

18. In the dream, passers-by laughed and watched the cloister, hiding in autumn, and the world was short and long.

19. Yesterday, I seemed to be watching cherry blossoms and visiting roses. Now it's autumn, and I'm going to step into the autumn posture.

20. Going back to the classroom and opening the Chinese textbook, I accidentally saw that "parking in the maple grove is late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers", which reminds me of Xiangshan. Xiangshan in autumn is like a flaming mountain. The flaming maple leaves hang down and hang up, just like a flaming world. It turns out that autumn is also red!

2 1. West wind sunset: autumn wind, twilight. Metaphor is a scene of decline.

22. Autumn is thick, and autumn leaves are flying all over the sky, like butterflies. Leaves slowly seem to cut the breath of autumn, spread to all corners of the world, and give warmth, happiness and blessings to everyone. In autumn, the top of the mountain has been shrouded in dense fog, as if Grandpa Shan was wearing a big white straw hat.

23. Cicada: Cicada: Cicada in cold weather. When it is cold, cicadas will make a sad and low voice. Literary works or poems are often used to set off the sad atmosphere and emotional appeal.

24. In the field, the heavy ears of grain bent down with laughter, sorghum blushed like a drunken young man, rows of neat teeth were exposed from the corn leaning on a wooden stick, and cotton uncovered its coat, revealing its white underwear, and there was a scene of bumper harvest everywhere.