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Autumn is a painting, a cloud, a glow, a ripening and a harvest. Let us praise autumn, praise the harvest picture, praise this gorgeous autumn style, and cherish this good time when "people reach middle age".
Some people praise spring. It is said that he is awake and full of life, and some people praise summer because it has the emotion of fire; Some people praise autumn because they see his fruits. However, I praise winter, which may seem desolate, but it is pregnant with new vitality and perseverance.
Perhaps it is the colorful autumn leaves, swaying the charm of autumn, or the ripe and sweet autumn fruits, which are dyed with the charm of autumn. Even the warblers chirping in the woods sounded so graceful, as if they were singing in praise of autumn, and the trickling of clear water flowed from the shade of the mountain trails.
The autumn wind is bleak, the forest is dyed, and it is golden; Under the sun, walking in this dense forest, there is indeed a different taste.
When autumn comes, September 8, my flowers will bloom white; The incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of ** armor.
Autumn may be hidden in the golden ears of rice, in the fiery persimmons, or in the green rape fields.
In the rice field, a piece of yellow and clear rice rises with the autumn wind, and in the green vegetable field, the fat and tender vegetable leaves shine with crystal dewdrops.
Walking into a field is like being in a sea of gold. In the light of the sun, it sparkles, and the sky and the earth also merge, and everywhere is golden and yellow. Fallen leaves left her mother and went on a trip alone to experience the colorful life.
She wants to use her last strength to interpret the most colorful music and the most wonderful song in her life.
Fallen leaves left her mother and went on a trip alone to experience the colorful life. She wants to use her last strength to interpret the most colorful music and the most wonderful song in her life.
The autumn light is gorgeous, the golden wind is cool, the sorghum like the sea is lifted, and the boundless soybeans are shaking the copper bell.
Withered leaves half a foot deep accumulated among the trees, and when the wind blew, they swirled and flew up, and spread evenly down, obscuring the path that spiraled slopes to the top of the mountain.
The autumn breeze passes, and the grains are fragrant. The patches of crops, from a distance, seem to be rolling in a thousand waves; Looking closely, the rice smiled and bent over, the sorghum blushed, and the corn was happy.
After another night or two, the autumn frost spreads over the valley under the moon, and then retreats to the mountains to the north for a short pause, so that the golden early autumn gently caresses the earth. A slight smell of fennel fills the sky. There is also the fragrant smell of chrysanthemum.
The fog churned, broken by the September moonlight, revealing a blue sky.
As soon as September arrives, there is autumn, which slips in on a foggy dawn and disappears in the hot afternoon. It tiptoed over the treetops, dyed a few leaves red, and then flew away in a cluster across the valley.
The autumn breeze is cool and silky, blowing the flowers and trees, as if a warm mother is gently humming a lullaby to send her children to sweet sleep.
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The famous lines of poetry in praise of autumn are as follows:1. Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water. - Tianjing Shaqiu Si".
2. The autumn wind bends and the white clouds fly, and the grass and trees are yellow and the geese return to the south. - Autumn Wind Speech".
3. There is no distance in autumn, and you can go out to the cold mountains. - Gift to Lu Sihu".
4. The grass is low and the fog of Jincheng, and the wind of Yumen under the wood. - Don't Poems".
5. Plant a grain of millet in spring and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn. - Li Shen, "Compassion for Nong".
6. The scenery of Guilin is different, and autumn is like Luoyang spring. - Autumn in Shi'an
7. The lake and autumn moon are harmonious, and the surface of the lake has no wind mirrors and is not polished. - Looking at the Cave Garden
8. The green leaves are sold, and the west wind is worried about the green waves. ——Li Jing of the Southern Tang Dynasty, "Huanxi Sand".
9. As soon as the cold city is overlooked, it is peaceful. - Dengwang in Xuancheng County
10. Crossing the river, there are many yellow leaves and geese in the forest. ——Wang Shizhen, "On the River".
11. The long wind blows the white grass, and the wildfire burns the dry mulberry. - To the Great Liang but sent the master of Kuang City".
12. The autumn leaves of the sycamore are yellow, and the bead curtain does not roll up the frost at night. ——Tang Wang Changling, "Five Songs of Long Letter and Autumn Words".
13. The white stone of Jingxi is out, and the red leaves are sparse in the cold weather. - Que Title, Two Songs, in the Mountains
14. In the world, everything will fall in autumn. ——The rhyme of Manjiang Hongyou Nanyan and Fan Kuo
15, Jun Wen has not returned to the date, and the night rain in Bashan rises in the autumn pool. - Night Rain Sends North".
16. There are many fallen leaves in the palmetto garden, and I know that it is autumn. - Reward Liu Chai Sun to make a big sang".
17. The green pond is full of red flowers, and the fallen leaves are still the smallest money. - Autumn Cool Evening Walk".
18, how many green lotuses in the sunset, who knows who hates the back of the west wind. - Poppy
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