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Anonymous users2024-02-06A fresh breeze came from the window, and the autumn morning was really cool. The sun had not yet risen, everything in the city was gray, and the streets were very quiet.
The osmanthus blossoms, and its fragrance attracts passers-by. The tiny petals are pale yellow. A gust of wind blew, and the osmanthus tree made a rustling sound, and a few petals fell to the ground.
Gently pick up the petals from the ground, the petals are very gentle, and they smell very pleasant when twisted lightly by hand.
In late autumn, chrysanthemums in full bloom are eye-catching, with yellow petals and stamens, and dark green branches. No matter how cold the weather is, they are always proudly open and unyielding.
Harvest of melons and fruits. The pomegranate I love to eat is also gradually ripening, and its earthy yellow skin is peeled away, revealing bright red fruits, like countless rubies, crystal red, red and clear.
Oranges grew from the orange tree, and my mother picked them from the tree. The orange peel is still green and smells fresh. When the skin is peeled, the fruit still has white whiskers on it.
I tasted the taste of the fruit, the juice"Squeak"The ground splashed out, so sour! I was so sour that I was trembling all over.
Autumn butterflies flying around in the sky. Butterflies come in a lot of colors, red', blue, gray, flowery ......There are a lot of butterflies in the flowers, because they like to eat pollen, so they have to fly far away every day to collect pollen.
In the fall, our family would go to the reservoir to touch the snails. We first took off our shoes and socks, and pulled our trouser legs up, because it was very cold when we stepped into the water, and after a while we got used to it. I accidentally stepped on a deep pit, turned pale with fright, and shouted:
Help me! Help me! "Actually, the water hasn't reached the belly yet.
Autumn is a season of harvest, a season of beauty, and a season of fun. I love autumn!
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Anonymous users2024-02-05, we enjoy the watery years. Thousands of thoughts turned into smoke in an instant, leaving only familiar memories behind.
Looking out the window at the tall poplars and frolicking children, the melancholy vanished. In these golden years, there are too many feelings, a lot of helplessness--- strolling between the gardens, the maple leaves are intoxicating, and the pine trees are obsessed. The small flowers on the ground are clustered, purple and red, and the beauty is in it.
Looking at this dream-like beauty, it is as if you are in a fairyland.
Autumn symbolizes stability and virtuousness; Autumn, like a flowing window screen, is easy-going and quiet; Autumn, like a lonely bamboo in the old courtyard, is pure and noble; Autumn, plain but profoundly embodies the young and innocent nature.
Autumn sorrow with the maple leaves flying in the wind, strolling through the forest paths, feeling the gentle cool breeze blowing in your face, and enjoying the breath of nature. We always feel the footsteps of autumn from a gust of autumn wind, and listen to the story of autumn from a fallen leaf. The autumn rhyme is coming, standing in this mature season, I feel the bits and pieces of life.
Stop and savor autumn, it's smiling, it's actually beautiful. It's bleak, and it doesn't feel like it's going to be in the bottom of your heart'Ripple gently. Autumn, like poetry, picturesque, like a dream.
Open the dust of dreams and devote yourself to this amorous day. You will find that you who have been infected by autumn already have a unique chic. Activate the most true belief in the heart, and in this season of reverie, it still retains that amethyst-like persistence.
The bits and pieces of life originate here, the most beautiful memories are brewed here, and the breath of nature is buried here.
Walking through autumn, I always can't wait to look back and feel the faint sorrow and faint autumn rhyme.
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Anonymous users2024-02-04Golden Autumn (Writing Scenery Composition).
The autumn wind is like a magical paintbrush, and in one night, it dyes the rippling forest belt into gold.
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The taste of growth.
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