秋天来了的英语怎么说【汇集20篇】

Summer sister quietly gone, the autumn girl came in a hurry, she did not pay attention to you, the autumn door opened.

Pear baby and persimmon baby one by one to fill the big orchard; purple Yingying grape lady special beauty, she is in the purple (white) The face painted with a layer of sparkling powder, from a distance, like a string of purple pearls, looks very attractive; chubby pomegranate looks very cute, he will give the autumn girl what? Did not expect, Mr. pomegranate actually gave the autumn girl a bag of red pearls, flashing, lit the whole large orchard.

Watching the park is really lively! Colorful chrysanthemum contests, white like snow, yellow tournament gold, pink like Xia ... ... colorful, beautiful! Her posture is also very moving: some Minato together, like a few Good sister in the whisper; some lowered his head, like a shy little girl ... ... is really graceful! Golden yellow sweet-scented osmanthus exudes a refreshing fragrance, really "Osmanthus bloom, fragrant floating ten miles" ah!

The woods, a piece of leaves fall, like a butterfly in the forest flying, there are red, yellow, green, and purple ... ... very beautiful ... field, the golden rice laughter Bent over, people feel shines.

This is my eyes beautiful autumn scenery, let us enjoy this charming scenery together!

Autumn, with the joy of harvest, with a cool atmosphere, with golden feet, quietly came. Autumn of the field, is the golden ocean, is a symbol of harvest, is the peasants uncle years of effort. Full of hearty smile everywhere. It is no exaggeration to say that the autumn field is a sign of harvest, a tree, a red glowing apple, a yellow pear, a purple grape, a sweet pomegranate, a curved banana and sour grapefruit. The fruit you fight me to fight, just listen to "boom" is heard, with a dewdish big red glowing apple fell from the tree down. Pomegranate smile grinned his mouth, belly to break, and that a crystal, gem-like, shining dazzling fruit dripping honey, greedy a few children saliva DC. They seem to say to people, "Come on! Come! Come and try!"

The peasant uncle took the sickle and cut it hard. The growers climbed up the fruit trees and took the fruits one by one and put them in a big basket. Said: "This is really a good harvest this year!" "Yes! You look at this fruit, that applause!" "You see you see, how a grain of millet full, alas, if the weather every year, harvest Good year after year!

Autumn field really beautiful ah!

Who is the first to bring the greetings of the grandfather? Who put the crops gently call? Who is the earth put on a set of golden "fall"? Oh! It is it is gentle and light wind.

Autumn, you are a young child - lively and lovely. In the morning, you are like a child, walked into the gentle pace of thousands of households, wake up sleeping people, you gently leaned close to their ears, quietly said: "The up, the autumn is coming!" When people Opened the sleepy eyes, hazy, to meet him was so gorgeous bright autumn! Autumn is so naughty, but also so full of childlike.

Autumn, you are a little girl - naive, childish. Look, you just arrived in the woods, green foliage issued a "rustling" sound, accompanied by the birds singing, loudly asked: "Wind, the wind, you do what?" You replied: "partners We have brought you new clothes. "The trees are happy to put on the gifts you gave them, all of a sudden, the leaves are put on the golden" new clothes ", one by one you look at me, I hope you, Before the push after the crowded, trouble into a group. A few naughty simply leave the mother, in the earth aunts laughter, leisurely into her arms ... ... in this warm, you put a smile to complete the new mission.

Autumn, you are a girl - gentle, quiet. Look, you are singing silver bell-like song, came to the most popular autumn of the most interesting place - farm field. You are coming up with their anticipation. Walking is so light, soothing. Rice blooming smile, quietly accept your touch, happily ups and downs with the wind, like rolling the Melaleuca waves; where the sorghum, anxiously waiting, you like a group of hot fire, or how can the Sorghum dyed golden light? Timid corn doll tightly wrapped in the small was, hear the outside clamor, but also curiously stuck his head, listen to your song ... ... At this time, you have crossed the field, to the distance The Step by step autumn, step by step harvest, you will be dedicated to the earth, you will be heavy harvest into the heart of the farmers, drunk red farmhouse smile.

Autumn, you are a elders - kind and serene. You are wearing a red coat, floating on the hillside, will become a piece of maple leaves into golden red. Yuanwang, frost leaves such as drunk, like a red sea, and glow in one; near look, such as raging flames in the burning, this red red, gives a kind of unsatisfactory warmth. I follow the footprints of the autumn wind, went to the hillside, revel in the maple leaves fly. Face the autumn wind, I cried out, want to pull out all the hearts of passion ... ...

Autumn, you bring a charming autumn; bring the harvest fruit; bring the red of everything. I love you, love you rough, bold temperament, but also love you gentle, graceful temperament, love you quietly dedication of the spirit! Obsessed with you! My autumn wind.

[描写秋天的风英语作文

Fall is the third season of a year .There are three months in fall :July ,August and september .

The weather in fall is cool ,Sometimes it’s windy .I can

And there are many fruits in fall ,Just like :apples,bananas ,oranges… And the Mid Autuain Festival is in fall ,too .

So I like fall very much .

Autumn came, autumn came. You see, tree mother and grow a golden hair, really beautiful!

Autumn came, the earth is golden, the farmer uncle is busy harvesting crops, sorghum nodded to us, corn against everyone laughing, small mice also began to save food.

Every day on the road, the original street vendors selling watermelon stalls disappeared, instead of them are fragrant and crisp big apple and a string of purple grapes, how delicious it!

Autumn is a bumper season, I went to the Qinling Wild Animal Park, there are many persimmon trees, knot a lot of red glowing persimmon, and chestnut trees, covered with hair chestnuts, also wrapped in plush shell, mature chestnuts are lost On the ground, I picked up a lot of chestnuts, but also stripped to eat, very good to eat.

Autumn is really a golden fall, bumper autumn.

蝉声聒噪着雨后晴空，明晃晃的阳光不再那么热烈，清醇的空气里竟弥漫了收获的气息。恍然间才意识到，今天立秋。当季节开始沾染秋的味道时，心情也渐渐凉爽，回忆亦丰腴起来，记得你说秋天来看我。

经过了一个漫长夏天的炽烤，慵懒的身体和心情都在迫切期待涤荡，所以请你一定要来看我，陪我一起享受这个季节里的恩赐。人生真正美好和舒心的时刻并不太多，而如果你来，便是上天赐予我的最让人期待的美景。

你来，来之前请把所有红尘忙碌的烦躁和负累抛下，什么都不必带，只需带上一颗明净、柔软和惬意的心。这样我就可以在温暖的黄昏时分陪着你走遍所有鸟语花香的芳草地，在柳树倒映的月湖边久久徜徉。

我带你去爬山吧！万山逶迤足下，静心凝神，看金黄如蝶的叶子随风飘落，片片飞旋着热情。用一泓凝望，将我所有的期盼和无以倾诉的柔情，都溶进这阡陌相交、炊烟袅袅的景象。此时，最好再品一壶新沏的菊花茶，幕天席地，看山衔夕辉，唇齿间流淌着秋的清香，在青山秀水间，挥霍着无尽的恬淡与悠闲。

要么，我带你去湖边！瞧这一弯碧水，就是秋天一双纯净无邪的眼睛。高天、淡云、远山、近树、鸟鸣，重叠了你我的身影，收纳在湖心。想不想脱掉衣服，全身心地徜徉在里面？湖鸟为歌，清风为伴，蓝天如精致的绸缎裹起所有的忐忑与羞怯。你拾起一枚吻过秋水的卵石，轻轻放在我的掌心，换走我一个澄明而安详的微笑。

秋天，有彼时的风清云淡，也有此时的潇潇细雨。我们就在这个廊亭里听雨吧！月光下，你陪我整理纯真的回忆，也能勾勒出独一无二的韵致。多少次我带着如许的美丽和销人的伤感，漫舞在古代才子佳人传诵千年的诗篇里。揣想着，是谁在皎皎月下香笺锦书描摹两心的婵娟？是谁凭栏处只剩残荷，弹拨着古老的琴弦？是谁有着“素手挽弦忆长秋”“ 夜雨闻铃断肠声”的无奈？秋风秋雨，写不尽的意兴阑珊。

小轩窗，明月夜，相顾无言，惟有雨千行。一片金黄的梧桐叶悠然飘落在我面前，我知道，这是来自远方你的消息。谁说秋天只有凄凄惨惨切切？秋的和谐细蜜早已随着这片梧桐叶收藏在我的心田。江南何所有，聊赠一叶秋。就让这片叶子承载你我记忆里的醇香，讲述着秋天里的晚晴。

耳边，天籁低吟清风浅唱，还有不远处袅袅的一泓流水一弦丝竹。我知道，这是你的脚步，而且越来越近，你说要在秋天来看我。

Autumn weather is clear, breeze Xu to.

The flowers in the garden are colorful and colorful. There are lovely trumpet, like a small speaker. There are blood red roses, you see it red face, too cute! There are yellow tulips, smell a smell, really fragrant!

Here the grass color is different, there are dark green, light green, there are green and yellow and white. Suddenly a sudden wind blowing, flowers and grass like a bit of a singer, singing from the first wonderful march, really lively it!

These wonderful march, caused a group of small bees and dancing butterflies, they sing and dance, held a grand dance.

Autumn garden really beautiful!

What is the rain in the autumn? It is not like a thunder in spring, it is not as heavy rain as the summer, it is not as rain and snow as winter. Then what is it in the end it? Let us go together to reveal the mysterious veil of autumn it!

Autumn is softer. Autumn hit in the face, Rou Si, a cool feeling can not help but arises spontaneously. After the rain, the air fresh, you will never bother it.

The rainbow rhythm, the rhythm of the raindrops beat in the filthy car cover, playing a wonderful symphony, a rain, the car turned to spotless, like a new one. Raindrops hit the window glass, the window glass immediately become clear and bright, "vocal" accompanied by "water painting", beautiful. Irritable time, take a look, cool, and trouble immediately thrown into the clouds. Field, raindrops came to the top of the tent, sit on the "slide" jump down, the dust are taken away.

Autumn is air conditioning. Under a few rain, the temperature immediately down, the air is not so hot. Rain, the temperature immediately cool down, if not rain, the summer tail seems to have refused to go the same.

Autumn is stamps, postal cool, small animals who have to save food, and autumn harvest winter, in order to avoid winter cold and cold forced to be frozen.

Autumn is a magnifying glass, it is useful for people to enlarge things, people are eyeful harvest scene.

Like the rain of autumn, it has a unique taste. Autumn rain, thin, like silk, gently, hit your face, like a warm scarf across.

Autumn rain, little rain, but can be the next day. It is not like the summer, the air is filled with that fresh grass; it does not taste, but it can bring people fresh feeling. These days, every morning, I can feel such a fresh. Walking in the rain, that twists and turns of the line children, crossed, drifted to the face, floating into the eyes. Simply lost the umbrella, think about it, so beautiful rain, why not enjoy it?

Rain like a man complaining about its sorrow, tell the endless Resentment, it is so light. People in the rain, hurry to walk, but ignored all this beautiful. Oh, is this dream? Really want to touch this raindrop gently, but it is so small. Waves of wind blowing, rain like a naughty child, ran forward, running ... ...

Perhaps the autumn is more like a girl as sentimental, it is gentle and poor, it is so meticulous. Crystal dew on the leaves flashing, flashing ... ... the ground by their wet, one by one the puddle, floating leaves, like a boat. The raindrops jumped one after another, and the skys face was gloomy, and it seemed to be angry. The rain becomes bigger, but still so light, elegantly turned, fell to the ground.

Bursts of cold wind blowing, the rain stopped again. Do not know why, I like the fall so much, it seems because I was born in autumn it Autumn gave me emotions. Love the rain of autumn, how soft it is. Like a person to read quietly, perhaps the autumn gives me the quiet. Standing in the cold autumn wind, I looked up at the sky, the slightest rain drift in my face, how warm!

Oh, this fall rain!

Autumn, how people yearn for the season! Everywhere fruit fragrance, fruitful. There is golden ocean of rice fields. Autumn wind blowing, like a lively and lovely little girl, wearing gold clothes, with gold cap, dancing in the wind to see. That mountain also learn paddy fields covered with a dazzling color of the clothes are green, golden, and dark, colorful, for the old autumn added a trace of gorgeous.

See a field of Huang Chengcheng, like a golden blanket, in a closer look, the original wheat is mature, the wind gently blowing, they also nodded to passers-by. Looked to the side, the sorghum has long raised a big torch, is holding a torch relay, where the red where the red.

Wow! Look at those fruit trees, head high, good mighty ah! Every tree is fruitful, and the tree it seems to waved to us, to show us the results of us! Let us enjoy it! The road side of the road, the roadside leaves have fallen, like a golden butterfly, dancing. Fell to the roadside of the brook, like a golden boat, drifting away.

This is the fall of my hometown of Tonglu!

Autumn field is very beautiful.

The field of autumn is golden. You see, that golden rice spike golden yellow, the breeze blowing, like a group of children dancing in the fields between the beautiful dance, has been slowly falling yellow leaves, like a butterfly in congratulations on the harvest Of the season.

Autumn field is harvest, hardworking. Look, the farmer uncle is harvesting has matured laughing rice, the amount of sweat is flowing down the cheeks, dripping in their hands on the rice ears, drops in front of them on the land, this is Is not "hoe Wo day when the afternoon, sweat drops under the soil, who knows the plate of Chinese food, grain are hard," the true portrayal of their side of the harvest while feeling the joy of harvest. Evening autumn with the slightest chill, the birds have been back to the nest, but they did not feel a little tired, but the spirit of doubling.

The field of autumn is full of poetic, only a beautiful picture. Looking at the field of autumn, I seem to think that this is a picture of rice in this painting. I am proud and proud to bring you laughter.

This is the field of autumn, full of harvest, joy and hard-working autumn field!

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

Lawn on the maple on the floating a few slices of yellow with red leaves, like many birds in the fly, ah! The original is the autumn leaves to a long wings.

A group of geese fly south, they were made into a "person" word, for a while and made a "one" word. The aunt of the trees on the slope of the maple aunt and aunt Liu Shu took off the green blouse; pine grandpa but still wearing a green blouse; chrysanthemum sister is open to the wind; the ground a small move a piece of West, not as lush as spring, not like summer Green. To look at the city slope of the children are wearing plush clothing.

Orchard, fruitful, Begonia fruit shake it with a small round face, smiled at you nod; red Yan Yan seems to squeeze the fat doll together, unplug the green leaves, laughter to look out ... ...

Wangcheng slope of the foot of the mountain is a golden field, rice yellow, like a layer of golden carpet, peasant uncle wiped sweat, thinking: a year of labor and harvest!

Autumn comes quietly and quietly. The autumn came to the fields, and the fields turned up with Kingnet. The rice rolled over, and the corn was pleased to reveal its gold.

When autumn came to the garden, the vegetables were in full bloom, and the farmers uncles had a happy smile on their faces.

Autumn came to the cultural square, and the grass on the ground slowly and slowly turned yellow. Look, the fallen leaves are like little flowers, butterflies, dancing with their beautiful wings, and some of them are as lithe as dancers......

Autumn is beautiful! I love the beautiful autumn!

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 is coming, the sky is high. Blue sky floating a few white clouds, a group of geese arranged neatly fleet to the south. Waves of light sandwiched a piece of yellow leaves, like a butterfly in the music dancing.

In the fields, the rice came with waves of waves, and they scrambled to rush to the ridge, as if they were to the farmer, "I am familiar, and I am familiar, and I am going to enter the warehouse!

Park, chrysanthemum blossom open, red, yellow, white, purple, pink ... ... colorful, contests, like scrambling to show off their own body and appearance.

Orchard, the apple cooked like a newly born childs face, red pass, people reluctant to pick; persimmon tree hanging a light red lantern, I think, even in the absence of light at night, you can still see In front of the road. Grapes on the grapes are ripe, a channeling to squeeze together, from the green leaves out of the purple small head. That yellow pear pear, big people feel scared: afraid of the branches can not keep it, hit people who ... ...

Autumn, everywhere is a faction of the scene.

Autumn!

The wind of autumn is a door. It took it cool and gentle, gently and gently took us into the autumn palace.

The wind of autumn is a little painter. You see, it sprinkled the powder to the dandelion, dandelion really like a parachute, floating Wawa wandering, floated the beauty of autumn. Golden powder is given to the sun flower, the golden petals really like a gold coin. The red is the sorghum, the sorghum put on the red new clothes, in the autumn wind Yaotouhuangnao, shaking non-stop, more than one, how beautiful is it? Like a burning torch!

Autumn wind, hidden very interesting things. Big yan fly south, birds take the new house, as well as chrysanthemum fairy than the United States, leaves the baby to travel, a lot of things are hiding in the wind! Carefully to listen, you will be able to hear.

Autumn wind, blowing a golden assembly number, it tells you, science days to come, the fall to be passed. The turtle indented into the shell, penguin mother weaving a warm bag, the snake is ready to skin ... ... we have to winter.

Autumn of the wind, brought us the joy of autumn, the joy of harvest.

As for me, I have a special emotion to autumn. Autumn always gives me a kind of feeling which can make me forget sorrow. Every time when autumn comes, I am always glad to feel the beautiful season. I can enjoy myself in this great season.

对我来说，我对秋天有一种特殊的情感。秋天总是会给我一种让我忘却悲伤的感觉。每一次，当秋天来临的时候，我总是很高兴去感受这个美丽的季节。我在这个美好的季节里可以尽情享受自我。

I like the wind of autumn. It is cool and comfortable. When the wind kisses my face, I will close my eyes and smile. I know that wind brings me the breath of autumn. She lets me understand that autumn is full of happiness. I can smell and taste autumn everywhere. The view of the autumn will give me a huge enjoyment. As for me, the wind in autumn is the best present. I am deeply attracted by the autumn wind. This taste of autumn is delicious.

我喜欢秋天的风。秋风是很凉爽的，很舒服的。当秋风亲吻我的面颊的时候，我会闭上我的眼睛并且微笑。我知道秋风给我带来了秋天的气息。她让我明白秋天充满了快乐与幸福。我可以在每一个角落嗅到并且尝到秋天。秋景给了我巨大的享受。对于我来说，秋风是最好的礼物。我深深地被秋风吸引着。这个秋天的味道是美味的。

I also love autumn colors. The leaves will turn yellow in autumn. This kind of yellow represents hope and maturity. When I see these yellow leaves, I will think that they still enter into the soil and will give the tree adequate nutrition. Thus, they never leave the tree. I am moved by this sentiment. This phenomenon gives me many thoughts about human society. I believe that our society will have a better development if we realize that we should have a grateful heart. Autumn colors are so magical for me. They let me have bigger imagination space to think over life. I know this taste of autumn is sweet.

我也爱秋天的颜色。在秋天，叶子会变黄。这种黄色代表着希望与成熟。当我看见黄叶时，我就会想他们还是会回到泥土里的，给予树充足的营养。这样，他们就从未离开过树了。我被这种情感所打动。这个现象给我很多关于人类社会的想法。我相信如果我们能够意识到每个人都应该有一颗感恩之心，那么我们的社会就会更加发展。秋天的颜色对我来说真的很神奇。他们让我有更大的想象空间来思考生命。我知道这个秋天的味道是甜的。

I really appreciate autumn quality. In my eyes, autumn is just a mature person. And her love requires no return. In this season, when I walk on the way, I can feel her sincerity and her firmness. Although she can’t speak one word, I can learn something from her. This taste of autumn is pregnant and attractive.

我真的很赞赏秋天的品质。在我眼里，秋天就是一个成熟稳重的的人。她的爱不求回报。在这个季节，当我走在路上时，我可以感受到她的真诚与坚定。尽管她不能说话，但是我可以从她身上学到很多。这个秋天的味道是意味深长的，吸引人的。

Autumn is my favorite season and I will go on to feel autumn. Autumn also makes me have a deeper understanding of cherishing everything that I have now.

秋天是我最喜爱的季节。我会继续感受秋天。秋天也让我对于珍惜现在所拥有的有一个更加深刻的理解。

Fall is the third season of a year . There are three months in fall : July , August and september . The weather in fall is cool , Sometimes it’s windy . I can wear my jackets and jeans . I often fly kites and go hiking with my good friends. And there are many fruits in fall , Just like : apples , bananas , oranges… And the Mid Autuain Festival is in fall , too . So I like fall very much.

秋天是一年中的第三个季节，秋天有三个月：七月，八月，九月。秋季天气凉爽，有时会刮风。我可以穿外套和牛仔裤，我经常去放风筝和我的好朋友去远足。而且秋天有很多水果，像：苹果，香蕉，橘子......同时中秋节也是在秋天。所以，我很喜欢秋天。

Fresh and natural garden, I heard the autumn girl crept to come. "Really refreshing!" Said this sentence and it is my own - chrysanthemum. "Oh, Im dreaming of being a chrysanthemum, it s a dream come true.

I was too busy to meet my new friends. Hello, fancy roses, in your side I will always see you elegant and elegant lining. Hello, slim cold blue, see you I understand the meaning of Chunlan Qiuju. Hello, Guizi fragrance of the sweet-scented osmanthus, I will always smell the kind of Gui Fu Lan Xins fragrance, people indulge in pleasures; Hello, beautiful posture Phalaenopsis, you were assessed on the blue queen must be very proud of it Do not take it lightly. Hello, budding hibiscus flowers, you can I am under the eyes of the province of flowers, you are still still being a small green leaf cicadas tortured, strong point. Hello, gorgeous colorful camellia, see you, I really believe that your flower language is really good - cute. Hello, arrogant extraordinary cosmos, you disdain the appearance of the hidden mystery. Hello, wonderful immortal cyclamen, your appearance of private fairy guest dazzling and far to the meaning, far to see, even if the thriving is also novel. I will be in these simple flowers to learn that people should learn the blue and blue and other reasons.

When the fall is about to pass, I met a new friend - Cai Ye grass. In this piece of golden ocean only her half purple half green leaves particularly eye-catching, so I particularly appreciate this in all occasions will see her color leaves, appreciate her tenacious vitality, appreciate her that was endured Insect bites strong ...

Know the end of autumn, that day seems to be particularly quiet, the flowers in the garden are prepared for the zero, they are well enjoy the last day. I close my eyes, vaguely can see the leaves are still leisurely floating down, it seems that the minds of the leaves fall out of the scene. A burst of cold wind pierced my body, I can not help but hit a chills. I looked at the sky, I saw the sky blue and blue, from time to time a white spot looming. Is it snowing, is she coming to bring us back to heaven? Sure enough, the rain did not like my hope, but mercilessly took away our lives. Snow tells us the next fall you will be as happy as this fall, the next year must grow better.

I secretly thought: there will be a few autumn for us happy? One is enough.

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.