秋天的果实 英语（经典20篇）

Autumn is a colorful season, you see that Huang Chengcheng persimmon, red glowing apples, and that all kinds of mushrooms, and my favorite is the wind of autumn

Whenever I finished my homework, and my mother went to the river while walking, while feeling the autumn breath, waves of wind blowing children, red maple leaves by the autumn wind fell from the tree, Only to fly the "butterfly", clean aunt are busy, but just to the side of children sweep, and then children began to fall. Look, how can these maple leaves be naughty!

Far from the mountains there are still many fruit trees, apple trees, persimmon trees, as long as the autumn wind gently blow, these fruits to swing a small head, as if to say: "children, come pick me! On the ground! "Some fruit really could not help but want to leave the arms of the mothers arms," flap ... ... "With a burst of autumn they finally fell from the tree!

Peasant uncle to see their own fruit trees fruit, harvest in sight, was blowing around the wind, can not help but music from ear to ear, and eyes are narrowed into a line of it

I like the fall of the stream of gold, prefer the wind of autumn, because it brings us happiness, brought the vision and hope ... ...

Autumn in the gloomy depression of the eyes is a symbol of autumn is in the eyes of the farmers harvest, but in the eyes of love the autumn is a beautiful picture. - Title in mind

Spondee have the advent of several autumn, autumns picture has been lightly started, the fall of the angels came gently, and she get rid of the hot summer, cool autumn wind brought about a refreshing, but also brought about by different colors The gift of new clothes to do all things.

Of view, the messenger of autumn came saw her simply pass play, the wind blowing through the breeze. Xiaocaohu were immediately put on new clothes golden, as if the carpet is a great shop to the distance. Welcomed the arrival of autumn messenger.

The messenger of autumn light footsteps strode to the field. Well, the corn is full Jingying his white teeth smile envoy welcomed the arrival of Autumn. Look, see the fall of the messenger of sorghum also sorry it! Face up to red. Look fast, look at the rice beautiful new clothes themselves laughed.

The messenger came to the orchard in autumn, the persimmon Ilex look put new clothes, red face . Like a red lantern. Look at the pear , like a doll in the tree, so cute.

The messenger came to the garden in autumn, finger, chrysanthemum are competing to open up new clothes to wear, colorful, red, yellow, pink, and how beautiful and go through the dance-hyun, the United States and the world dress up more.

Autumn, how beautiful the words. You, you find that it comes in around it?

[秋天的英语作文

Autumn is beautiful one girl , she what is composed of from beautiful colour. First beautiful chrysanthemum, as as red as fire as tea , pink delicacy is elegant , they are what elegant and unconventional, they are broken what enthusiastic , what expressive and unrestrained, to be just like that the heavens cloud has been gathered come down , many US! But they jasmine does not spend slight delicate fragrance , the lotus is not like that beautiful, the snowflake is not like that spotlessly white be too busy, that peony is notter like that beautiful it dedicates self all life to autumn extremely. Plus, still have some! Be still fruit growing in close clusters season in autumn, on field, golden rice has been thrown meticulous emperor robe on by the earth , all fruit all familiar , has been listed in in vegetable market, persimmon. Tangerine ... ... The people who having been stained fully with vegetable market , buys fruit also is a sea of faces ... ...

期待着暮色下沉而闭合的黄昏，那惊鸿绝伦的流霞歌唱着一天的收获，它一定怀揣着一篮果实;期待着梦的来临，那时会出现繁茂的场景，是收获的季节呵，我听到那一颗颗生动的果实在快乐地歌唱。

不爱太多绚丽的春花，不爱太多飘浮的夏云，不爱太多沉寂的冬雪，因为生命应该成熟、应该严肃、应该神圣，就像秋天所赐予的果实一样。

我想人生是一首小令，曲折而明快，用以描述纯粹的果实。而果实也因小令的欢悦而默默地笑、低声地歌唱。我一直倾听着心中那枚青果的呢喃，我努力地呵护着它，给它阳光雨露，给它滋润，我期待着，期待着在绚艳的秋日里能够听到它的醉人的歌唱。痴痴地凝望着，任那来去无言的蝴蝶消失在飒飒的东风中，任杜鹃把血啼在如此光洁的凤尾香罗之上，任斑驳的光影映着孤独冷月，任大漠的风沙蚕食了那把利剑。

在沉睡中，我醒来，发现自己身处异域，于是我慌乱地寻找那枚青果，想必它变成了成熟，变成了散发着醇美笑靥的脸庞。然而，它，枯萎了，像一个孩子带着天真无邪的童稚离开这多彩世界。

我沉思着，执着地寻找着它的踪迹;睡梦中我梦到了它，它对着我歌唱，唱着留恋与不舍，醒来时它却像一阵风飘去了。时光流逝，在夜阑人静，在缺月挂疏桐之际，怀念着它，低吟着它。破坏的，可以恢复;破碎的，可以弥补。所有的荒原必定可以生长快乐的树荫和果实。我的心里又有了一枚青果，我珍视着它，如同我先前失去的那枚。

无论是二月的暖雪，八月的信风，还是风雨如晦的寒夜，陡象横生的丘陵，我都将跨越，带着翅膀般拍动的欲望，要飞到那醉人的秋天。在那里，我的果实，不，我可以听到果实在歌唱。那是生命的暖流呵!

Autumn is a golden season and a bumper season. Autumn, the crops are all mature, and everywhere is a Huang Cancan, people can not help but want to sing a song, sing the joy of harvest.

However, in recent days, the weather was cold, not cloudy, is the downpour, it is cool and warm, the hearts can not help but add a bit sad.

Today s rain is really big, like a row of soybeans from heaven. This rain is also very anxious, low-lying place instantly become a Wang Yang. Occasional vehicles through, from time to time will provoke a blossoming flowers. The pedestrians on the road were hugging by the umbrella; the vehicle horned the horn from time to time, fearing the pedestrian. People standing high to see this scene, all feel like a boat like a boat in the river in general.

The rain is too fast to go, and the sky is sunny for a while.

I opened the window, fresh air from the nose, even the trees next to the road feel more than just the spirit. Autumn rain, although brought the slightest chill, but also people memorable.

I like autumn. I love the falling leaves in autumn. They cover the ground with golden yellow.

When you walk on them, they rustle beneath your feet, just as if they are singing to you.

I know trees get ready for their next years rebirth by doing this, so I enjoy them without any sad feelings.

The fields in autumn are fruity. People are easy to have good mood in a harvest season.

So cant autumn sights bring happiness to us as well?

秋天，一个丰收的季节。下面是小编整理分享的秋天的世界英语作文，欢迎阅读。希望对大家有所帮助！

Autumn dusk. Long time did not appreciate her love, deep and long. Autumn unique charm, and spring hegemony. Under ancient ink Chunhua Qiuchou month is sustenance. I prefer autumn.

With a heart to feel the pain, eyes flowers wither, Ice cool wind, rain and cold unfeeling.

But I am very happy. Open the windows, pulled out a perfect arc, slowly, and with the fall of the beat, opened his eyes.

In front of the scene almost no change. I saw, not the dream of confusing, do not dream of nada. Opened his eyes in an instant, I felt disillusioned fantasy and handover. Road, gray, for thousands of years do not seem to change; trees are maintained throughout Junzi, I never felt that warm, cars, sparse few, wandering.

However, autumn happens there. She tears it? Do you want people to bridge the depths of her soul scars? The people began to indulge, the rain fall soft atmosphere. All plants begin swaying, you can say looming. Wucaiche pavement like, a little bit of golden gradually spread all over the body it is the leaves! Roadside tree then play again in gold, like the sunset with lake reflection cross-hui India, car? All quiet, this is my autumn! Falling leaves no bleak fall, but fly into the air. Like butterfly ......

Suddenly, they feel cool skateboarding spread to nourish the body from the back of the hand. Ah, autumn, you let me love you in fantasy, but in truth you are tired.

When I looked around again, beheld a pot of chrysanthemum. Stroll vision for so long, finally I found my dream. Cluster, golden, burning in my mind.

Still the same tree, road, car. But I finally saw the autumn. Autumn rhyme is to get a taste of fantasy and realize it. Autumn in the life of fantasy, the fantasy autumn dissolved in the world.

深秋黄昏。好久没领略过她的爱，深远而绵长。秋独具韵味，与春争霸。古人笔墨下春华秋愁，月是寄托。我偏爱秋。

用伤痛的心来感受，眼前百花凋零，风冰冰凉凉，雨冷酷绝情。

可是我现在很快乐。打开窗户，拉出完美的弧，缓缓地，和着秋的节拍，睁开双眼。

眼前的景几乎没有任何变化。我看见的，不是梦境的扑朔迷离，没有梦境的虚无缥缈。在张开眼的瞬间，我感到幻想与幻灭的交接。路，灰的，几千年似乎都不改变；树，自始至终都保持着军姿，那温暖我再没感觉到，车，稀疏的几辆，徘徘徊。

可是，秋雨偏偏出现了。是她流泪了吗？她是否要弥合人们心灵深处的伤痕？整个人开始沉醉，沦陷在雨中柔和的气氛。所有的花草开始摇曳，可以说若隐若现。路面象五彩池，一点一点的金黄逐渐铺遍了它全身，是枯叶！然后路旁的树又在挥金，像夕阳余晖与湖的倒影交相辉印，车呢？一切静谧，这才是我的秋！枯叶并没凄凉的坠落飘零，而是纷飞向空中。似枯叶蝶……

突然，凉凉滑滑的滋养的感觉从手背蔓延至全身。啊，秋雨，你让我在幻想中爱你，又在真实中厌你。

当我再次放眼望去，瞅见一盆菊花。视野漫步如此之久，终于找到了我的梦。一簇，金黄，燃烧在我脑海。

依旧是不变的树、路、车。但是我终于看见了秋。秋的韵是要幻想与悟才领略得到。生活中的秋处在幻想中里，幻想中的秋溶在世界中。

[秋天的世界英语作文

All the year round, I likeAutumnbest. Because autumn is a harvest season, is a colorful season.

Standing at the edge of the field, look, there is harvest scenes. The sorghum red; Rice laugh bending the waist; All kinds of delicious fruit is ripe, waiting for farmer uncle to gather. The human face is permeated with the joy of harvest.

Autumn wind is gentle, blow on the face has a cool, comfortable and sweet feeling. Deliver it blow away the heat in the summer, cool autumn, blew the leaves on the trees, blowing open the beautiful flowers, ripe harvest of fruit.

The autumn rain is gentle, thin. It also has a box of colorful paint! Ginkgo biloba is it dyed yellow, maple leaf is it dyed red, the field is it dyed a golden color. Most it the most loved chrysanthemums, gave chrysanthemum color, with purple, yellow, white, golden, they are for the doo-yan!

Autumn sunshine is warm, quiet, brilliant. Stand in the sun, everything is so bright.

The autumn air is blue, the tall, I finally know what call "the fall".

Autumn is beautiful, I like autumn. Because autumn brings us a better and hope!

一年四季中，我最喜欢秋天。因为秋天是个丰收的季节，还是个多姿多彩的季节。

站在田野边，放眼望去，到处是丰收的景象。高粱涨红了脸;稻谷笑弯了腰;各种鲜美的果实已经成熟，正等着农民伯伯去采摘。人们脸上洋溢着丰收的喜悦。

秋天的风是柔和的，吹在脸上有一种凉爽的、舒畅的、甜蜜的感觉。它吹走了夏日的炎热，送来了秋日的凉爽，吹落了树上的叶子，吹开了美丽的花朵，吹熟了丰收的果实。

秋天的雨是温柔的，细细的。它还有一盒五彩缤纷的颜料呢!银杏叶被它染成了黄色，枫叶被它染成了红色，田野被它染成了金黄色。它最疼爱菊花了，给了菊花最多的颜色，有紫红的、淡黄的、雪白的、金黄的、它们正争香斗艳呢!

秋天的阳光是温馨的、恬静的、灿烂的。站在阳光下，一切都是那么明亮。

秋天的空气是蓝蓝的、高高的、我终于知道了什么叫“秋高气爽”了。

秋天是美好的，我喜欢秋天，因为秋天给我们带来了美好和希望!

It gradually turns cool. The sunlight is no longer so strong and the

cicadas have stopped crying. The hot summer went by at last. The favorite season

in the year is coming.

Everywhere we can see the scene of bumper crops: on the fields is golden

rice,on the trees are ripe fruits. The farmers faces are full of smiles. They

are now expecting a good harvest through a summers hard work.

The autumn evening is especially beautiful. When the setting sun goes

slowly down to the west, the sky over the mountains is covered with red rays of

evening sunlight, which shines upon the blue sky and floating clouds, just as

the maple leaves fall onto the sky.

It is getting cool at dusk. The wind blows, the moonlight shines on the

ground,the frogs croak and insects chirp in the fields. Such a situation will

make you forget all the unhappy things in the daytime.

I love the beautiful season.

Autumn field is golden and autumn people are more cheerful.

Fall, when you walk into a waist-high soybean field, you will see the beans and black in the yellow, pod feet have two inches long. Open the pods, seventy-eight golden yellow beans to send a touch of light, as if a few cute little baby lying quietly in the warm bed, they seem to wait for the peasant uncle to take it home to enjoy the endless love.

Millet is a lovable, golden yellow spike, even the stem is golden yellow. The breeze blowing, it is like a heavy fruit to say hello to you, the leaves issued a "rustling" sound, as if in a whisper.

A fiery sorghum proudly raised his head, as if he was drunk, flushed, its huge body swaying, like a waving to people, but also like to show off their own fruit.

As the saying goes, "three spring as a autumn busy." Look, the grandfather holding a sickle in his hand, just look at his skillfully a wave, a bundle of millet will be magically lying on the ground. But a bag of cigarettes in time, airtight valley will appear a few Road.

I love this autumn season, more love this fall field.

Just over the hot summer, we ushered in the cool autumn.

This Saturday and my mother to the countrys grandmother to play. We sat in the car, bursts of cool wind blowing, I can not help but hit a chills.

To the grandmother, I looked up at the blue sky, looked a lot higher than in the past. To the left to see a large field endless, rice becomes golden golden, from afar like a golden ocean. A gust of wind blowing, that endless rice field will play a golden wave, the ear seems to hear the sound of rustling. I walked forward, the red sorghum raised the black and red black and red face, like the joy of singing, I continue to move forward to see the piece of cotton, this cotton can not wait to come out from the shell , Like a white and fat kid.

I walked slowly on the ridge, next to the ridge with a lot of white wild chrysanthemum flowers, those wild chrysanthemum some budding, and some just blooming shame like a little girl. Fields with eggplant, corn and so mature.

Ah! Autumn is really busy, it brings people the joy of harvest!

The field of spring, quietly; summer fields, extremely hot; winter fields, cold biting. Only the field of autumn was vibrant, stirring ... ...

Autumn field seems to be a huge gold suction, my thoughts and eyes traction to its side, I am free to stand under a golden tree, quietly, so drunk.

The sky is very blue, there is no trace of clouds, autumn field in this big mirror of the foil, sparkling. Suddenly, a refreshing fragrance blowing my face, it seems that the body has melted in this fresh fragrance, the wind drift. Edge, this is the gentle breathing of the soil!

"Crashed crash ... ..." this time how there are a few golden butterfly? They dancing, enjoy the blooming of their own beauty. I was pushed by an invisible hand forward, a closer look, the original has been withered leaves Yeah! I have to praise it in the heart, even withered or so beautiful!

At this time, a burst of gold wind blowing, the rice are invariably reverse swing, from the distance overlooking, like a big wave of somersault swing. The wheat was heavy, shy and bowed, and the "spectacular" scene made me stunned.

The sky across a shadow, the original is the journey of geese, they want to go to the south for the winter.

The field of autumn is a desire and an ideal. We are full of harvest in the field of rice and wheat, through different colors of the spring and summer autumn and winter, only this a beautiful picture!

Because to experience, so to experience, because to overcome, so to overcome. And so their own success, and even block your soil will also send you a successful fragrance!

Let us take off the false coat, show the real self; let us bid farewell to the clothes to reach out to the mouth of life, experience by their own efforts to win the pastoral life! Let us skim the timid character, change, let Own in the world battles ... ...

Once again came to the dream of the field, guarding the linger of the real.

Autumn is coming. Autumn came to the woods, the leaves turn yellow, red maple leaf, the autumn wind, the leaves like a beautiful butterfly, fluttering in the cheerful.

Autumn comes to the fields. The autumn wind, the rice smiled bent the waist, cotton cracked lips. The cricket sings the autumn harvest song.

Autumn comes to the orchard. The orchard becomes lively, you see, the red apples, yellow pear, and the red lantern like persimmon, in the autumn wind blowing, they like to play bumper cars.

Ah! I love fall.

Autumn with a golden, walked the pace of light, quietly came to our side.

The sky is blue and blue, blue is like a sea of water, like a just washed sapphire. A blossoming white clouds like a small fish in the swimming, really like a beautiful ink painting.

We came to the orchard, the apple grinned, as if to welcome us to taste the fruit, the pear fragrance to our feet hooked, pomegranate grinned mouth exposed a ruby.

We came to the field, the autumn girl has been here into the golden yellow, the whole field into a golden ocean. Corn exposed a grain of yellow gems, sorghum laughed waist, farmers uncle in the harvest of rice, rice seems to say: "farmers uncle to raise our small, thank them for their parenting,

Now we can finally repay the peasant uncle, and the farmer uncle is also proud of their own results.

Autumn is really beautiful! I love this charming fall.

I like you in the fall, because you put a lot of harvest fruit are put on a new dress, because you let the world is full of laughter, because you make the world become colorful.

Field, the rice is laughing waist, a golden corn round like a fat doll, waiting for the farmer uncle to take me home.

Orchard, one of the oranges are bowed his head and said; farmers uncle, why do not you pick me, is not I am not good ah, chestnut are people holding a stick to fight down, and some people brought stew The

The woods, ginkgo trees and plane trees have fallen leaves, flying in the air, as if a girl dancing in the beautiful dance.

Garden, full of sweet-scented osmanthus exudes fragrance, chrysanthemum, sweet-scented osmanthus are open colorful, mix, the garden suddenly became a flower ocean.

Some students in the throwing shot, and some in the rope skipping, and some students in the running it cheerleaders are also cheering for the students, some write the name of the students; some of the students in the school, the school is holding the game Write a class of refueling. The campus is so hot

This is a beautiful and charming autumn, I love you, fall.

Leaves silently fell, the autumn girl walked the pace of light, quietly came to earth.

Autumn, no summer heat, no winter cold, is a cool season. It is also a bumper season.

There is a golden field in the field, like a little girl braids like rice, coral bears like corn. Everyone in the field busy enjoying themselves, my father and mother also joined the happy team.

We came to the golden fields bent down, picked up the sickle, ready to harvest the fruit of this large labor. I hold a row of rice, with a sickle hard cut, hey! This rice is really stubborn, little movement and no, I squatting in the ground against the bottom half of the rice, resorted to the whole body strength, knife cut off, Huh I do not believe it, I do not believe it, I dropped the sickle, his hands to seize the rice, pride called "Hey!" At the same time forced pull, that rice shook, and if nothing had happened to "stand" When I was disappointed, my mother smiled and came down, bent over her hand, caught the rice in one hand, caught the sickle in the other hand, wiped the rhythm of the ground with rice, and slowly, The wind came down. Wow! The original cut rice so simple ah! I learned my mothers appearance, happy cut rice.

Looking at this row of rows of rice, I think the food is really hard to come! Farmer uncle too hard, we should cherish every drop of water, every grain, make a thrifty good boy!

秋天来了，天气凉了，树叶慢慢的落了下来，就像一只只蝴蝶在空中飞舞;枫叶变红了，小草变黄了，就像铺上了一层橙黄|色的地毯;果园里的果子熟了，苹果红彤彤的，挂满了枝头，就像一个个红灯笼。

Autumn comes, the weather is cool, the leaves slowly falling down, like a butterfly fluttering in the air; the maple leaves turn red, yellow grass, is covered with a layer of orange | colored carpet; orchard fruit ripe, red apples, covered with branches, like a all the red lanterns.

梨渐渐成熟了，风一吹，梨摇摇晃晃的，好像一个个小娃娃在荡秋千;桔子也渐渐成熟了，有的三四个挤在一起，好像在窃窃私语，有的五六个一堆，好像在开会，有的独自站在枝头好像在寻找伙伴。

Pear gradually mature, the wind blows, pear rickety, like a small doll in the swing; orange also gradually mature, some three or four huddled together, seemed to whisper, some five or six pile, as if in a meeting, standing in the branches seemed to find partners alone.

小动物们也去找自己喜欢的食物，这样它们就可以安心的冬眠了;我们的朋友大雁和小燕子也准备飞向南方过冬了;小朋友们也可以放风筝了;农民伯伯站在山岗上看着一望无际的庄稼自言自语地说：“今年又是个丰收年呀!”眼睛情不自禁地眯成了一条缝。

Small animal are also looking for her love of food, so that they can feel at ease to hibernate; our friends geese and swallow also ready to fly south for the winter; the children can fly kites; farmers stand on the hill watching endless crops automatic speaking said: "this year is a harvest year!" The eyes narrowed uncontrollably.

看，多么美丽的秋天呀!秋天不仅给我们带来喜悦，还是一个丰收的季节。

Look, what a beautiful fall! Autumn brings us not only joy, but also a harvest season.

[小学生关于秋天的英语作文

There is a yard next to my house, and the yard is planted with several sweet - scented osmanthus trees. In the autumn, the golden sweet-scented osmanthus open, scattered on the ground like a broken gold, fragrant.

One day, I came to a small courtyard, far to smell the long fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus. Went to the hanging tree, readily picked up a sweet-scented osmanthus, really beautiful. The next day, I called my mother to pick up the sweet-scented osmanthus, we first with oil paper cloth in the tree under the shop, my mother in the tree hard to shake, I picked up one by one on the ground. High above the shake, I got a bamboo pole, mother with bamboo pole to play. From morning to noon finally picked a basket of sweet-scented osmanthus. I said: "Mom, we have a few days to eat sweet-scented osmanthus dumplings it!" Mom said: "Well, this idea is good yo." A few days, my mother and I started the dumpling, the sweet-scented osmanthus into the soup pot , Like a fairy Sanhua, really beautiful ah I tasted, sweet and sweet, taste great. Osmanthus can be used more, you can do sweet-scented osmanthus cake, sweet-scented osmanthus sugar ... ...

We eat their own hand picking sweet-scented osmanthus, heart sweet.

Late autumn, as usual, I went for an outdoor walk. On the floor of the leaves, looked at the bare branches, the cemetery I feel; fall away from us. How can I cherish the once intoxicating autumn?.

I went to the woods, I see the leaves on the trees are yellow, the cool wind blows down, fluttering triumphantly, like the butterfly is more beautiful to the number of leaves, you see, a piece of red maple leaf is very beautiful, very charming.

In the fall, I feel very cool and feel very energetic, and you know how much I want to keep the charming and beautiful fall.

Call - call - call! Hear the voice of wind. Ah! Autumn is finally here!

Garden, chrysanthemum competing opened! There are white the light yellow of … … Colorful chrysanthemums flourish in light wind, as if greeting them with people! Sweet-scented osmanthus trees out of the light yellow flowers. A wind blowing, a fresh wind into the nose, ah, really incense!

Orchards, the apple red, like little brothers face. Aunts and uncles are tiptoe with apple picking. Thunk! A ripe apple from the tree fell down. Persimmon tree, hanging on a persimmon tree, far from looking like a red lantern! Grapes on a channeling channeling a , as one finally purple beads, purple was black, people really want a bite it.

Fields, the endless golden rice, just like the earth covered with a layer of gold to the carpet. Farmers are busy on the busy man under, while cutting rice, while rice into basket. Face expression of joy and happiness.

Autumn is a season of charming scenery, it is a harvest season. Ah! The fall, you really beautiful you!

呼-呼-呼!又听到秋风的声音。啊!秋天终于来了!

花园里，菊花竞相开放了!有雪白的、浅紫的、淡黄的……五颜六色的菊花争奇斗艳，在秋风中轻点着头，好像在跟人们打招呼呢!桂花树上开出了淡黄的小花。一阵轻风吹来，一股清香飘入鼻中，啊，真香!

果园里，苹果红彤彤的，就像小弟弟的脸。叔叔阿姨们正踮着脚跟摘苹果。咚!一个熟透的苹果从树上掉了下来。柿子树上，一个个柿子挂在树上，远远望去像一个个红灯笼!葡萄架上的葡萄一窜窜、一簇簇，像一颗颗紫色的珠子，紫得发黑，让人真想咬它一口。

田野里，金黄色的稻子一望无际，就像给大地铺上一层金黄的地毯。农民伯伯正忙上忙下的，一会儿割稻谷，一会儿将稻谷装进篮子里。脸上露出欢乐和喜悦的表情。

秋天是一个景色迷人的季节，更是一个丰收的季节。啊!秋天，你真美呀!

Autumn is a gold season.The days begin get shorter and colder.Plants shops flowering and leaves begin to fall from the tree.The leaves are turn yellow.Birds are flying to south.Fruits and corps are ripe. Many people like to visit parks and have picnices outsde.

Last year of the autumn.My father my mother and I competedin mountain.We are all happy.

I like autumn very much.Do you like autumn too? Please tell me.

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秋天是一个黄金季节。白天开始变短、冷。植物开花和树叶的商店开始从树上掉下来。树叶正在变黄。鸟飞到南方。水果已经成熟。许多人喜欢去公园

去年的秋天。我的爸爸妈妈和我登山。我们都是快乐的。

我非常喜欢秋天。你喜欢秋天呢?请告诉我。