500 words to describe the autumn wind, a paragraph to describe the autumn wind

The autumn breeze penetrates the coolness, burrowing into the open window, caressing the cheeks, bringing a bit of poignant feeling. It is not colder than the winter wind, nor is it more hot and lazy than the summer wind, nor is it gentle and delicate with the spring breeze.

The autumn breeze is also something people look forward to. It is not the surprise of falling leaves, nor the poignant reverie of autumn, but the sweetness and joy of harvest. It climbs the ripe fruits with joy, and jumps on the bamboo basket full of fruits with success, accompanied by sweetness and happiness.

The orchard presents endless sweetness and aroma, showing the harvest scene of "autumn fruits ripe everywhere".

The phrase of the autumn wind is as follows:

1. The autumn light is clear, the autumn is high and refreshing, and the autumn is always stingy with color, painting a colorful autumn scene. The autumn breeze is sorrowful, the autumn clouds are euphemistic, and the autumn is always poetic, which is deeply loved by literati and artists.

2、"Blue clouds, yellow leaves"It is the beauty of autumn"The frost forest sits alone, and the red leaves fall one after another"It's the loneliness of autumn"Boundless falling trees and Xiao Xiao"It's the slaughter of autumn"The sun is setting, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world"It's the sorrow ...... autumnWhat is your favorite side of autumn?

3. The color of autumn, the contrast between the beauty of the sky and the red and purple of all things, a strong contrast corresponds. Among the contrasts, the most touching is the yellow of the red of the mountains and the red of the yellow burning in the autumn sun.

4. Autumn, no matter where it is, is always good; However, the autumn in the north is particularly clear, quiet, and sad. The reason why I caught up with Qingdao from Hangzhou and from Qingdao to Beiping was just to taste the autumn flavor of this old capital.

5. The autumn rain in the north also seems to rain strangely, tastefully, and more decently than in the south.

6. The autumn of the southern country, of course, also has its peculiar places, such as the bright moon of the Twenty-fourth Bridge, the autumn tide of the Qiantang River, the cool mist of Putuo Mountain, the residual lotus of Lychee Bay, etc., but the color is not strong and the aftertaste is not eternal. Compared with the autumn in the north, it is just like rice wine and white dry, porridge and steamed buns, sea bass and crabs, yellow dogs and camels. Autumn, the autumn of the north, if I can keep it, I am willing to fold two-thirds of my life in exchange for a fraction of one-third.

7. The phenology of the beginning of autumn summarized by the ancients is: one waits for the cool breeze to arrive, the second waits for the white dew, and the third waits for the cold cicadas.

8. In the beginning of autumn, people can be seen everywhere in the fields"Autumn busy"The small courtyard of the farmhouse is full of corn, peppers, soybeans and other crops, showing a poetic appearance"Autumn sunbath"Sight.

9. "I don't feel that the early autumn nights are getting longer". Say goodbye to the midsummer season, the heat dissipates, the sky is high and the clouds are wide, and the autumn is cool and pleasant. Although there is "autumn since ancient times, it is sad and lonely", but there is still "I say that autumn is better than spring"; Although I have seen all over the "green pond falling red ferns", there is still a ...... that "lotus leaves are still the smallest money".Autumn, full of poetry, all things mature and turn back, sad as this, it is better to see the layers of forests dyed, sigh a sentence "light cold is the lovely day".

10. Autumn, because of the falling trees and red leaves, it gives people a sense of prosperity and decline, so it is sad to sing autumn since ancient times. In the pages of withered paper, wisps of grief and sorrow are blurred. The blue sky, the white clouds are long, and the clear and beautiful autumn is also an open scene that makes people indulge in the poet's pen.