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Akiyama's junior high school composition.
In the early morning, although the air was already a little cool, it still couldn't change my habit of walking. It's just that there's an extra fur coat on his body.
Walk to the back mountain, that's where I often go. In the summer, the trees are luxuriant, covering the sky with leaves, but now they are golden, and the dead leaves have fallen to the ground, and there are still a few crumbling dead leaves on the trees, hanging smartly. But it also adds another flavor to the hill.
Feet rustle on a carpet woven with dead leaves'The sounds, strung together, are like the rhythm of the leaves. As I walked, I was a little tired, and there happened to be a stone bench next to me, so I sat down. Sit, watch, and see how superb the painting skills of this autumn are, how to paint the world golden.
The rice paddies below the hill are connected together, swaying and sparkling in the autumn sun, and a few figures are busy in the rice fields, adding a little embellishment to the golden color.
After sitting for a long time, when I was about to leave, there was a light rain, which made me leave my footsteps, admiring another autumn, the rain was falling gently, not big, the rain shrouded the world, in the autumn in the rain, it was so amazing, the clouds were scattered, shooting out a huge beam, reflected on the rice fields, in the haze, it felt like the time of chaos, the beginning of the sun and the moon, so beautiful. The raindrops on my body were hanging, and I was not in a hurry to shoot them off, but I thought to myself: How can this autumn rain not be beautiful?
It is more delicate than spring rain, more vast than summer rain, and warmer than winter rain.
When the rain stopped, I patted the water droplets on my body, got up and walked back, I walked very slowly, stroking the texture of the trees with my hands, calming down and listening to their sounds. Although I walked slowly, I finally reached the bottom of the mountain. Looking back, Autumn gave me a smile, and I wasn't surprised, because Autumn is alive.
Autumn intoxicated me, on a hill in the early morning.
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1. The autumn morning is foggy, and the light veil-like fog drifts with the wind, which shrouds the mountain in mist, and the clouds and mist cover the mountain with a veil of mystery. Walking in the mountains and forests, this hazy feeling has a kind of comfort in a fairyland, which is refreshing. 2. The mountain in autumn is still a noisy mountain, and the big tree shook its arms and "brushed" a few times, which is the sound of its farewell to the yellow leaves.
The cricket flapped its wings a few times and "Qu Qu" a few times, which is the cricket telling people: "Autumn is coming". 3. I love the spring when a hundred flowers bloom and the snowy winter, but what I love the most is the autumn when melons and fruits are everywhere.
And this scenic spot belongs to the beautiful Yuelu Mountain. No, today, I went to Yuelu Mountain with my father.
4. Walking on the embankment, the breeze comes, look up to meet their touch, breathe deeply in the fresh river breeze, the air is mixed with the smell of grass, birds fly over from time to time, our mountain village lies peacefully in the green woods, surrounded by farmland. 5. The mountains are so beautiful in autumn! Colorful, looking from afar, like the autumn girl dressed in a beautiful set of "camouflage clothes" for her hometown, and like a magician holding a big paintbrush with a gentle hand gently waving towards the mountain, at this moment, some of the green leaves have turned yellow, and some have turned red.
6. The scenery on the mountain is really good. Some of the yellowish grass has a few small purple flowers. What makes me even more pleased is that the wild persimmon trees in the bush have small ruby-like persimmons hanging on them.
The persimmon is not big, but it is particularly cute, I picked one and tasted it, but it was sweet!
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Sentences that describe the scenery of the mountain in autumn are:
1. In autumn, you must go to the hill to see the mountains red all over and the forests dyed. I love the autumn sun in the afternoon, facing the warm sun, sitting alone on a sparsely shadowed hillside. The colorful leaves, or hanging on the branches or flying in the air with shining colors, accompanied by the melodious wind chimes, gently dancing its elegant spirituality, make you have a sense of wanting to fly, want to sing.
2. The tender sunshine holds up the journey of life that overflows with color and gold, a pure girl washes her clothes on the bank of the river in her hometown under the white clouds in the distant sky, the sparkling waves reflect her youthful fitness, and the intoxicating sunset is full of her charming smile.
3. Autumn is really a beautiful and natural picture. The sun sets, the autumn breeze blows, the sound of the shepherd's flute, and the reed flowers fly. The lake is blue, the beach is quiet, the melons and fruits are fragrant, and the bright moon hangs high.
4. In the orchard, apples bloom with beautiful smiling faces, and bunches of grapes are like crystal agate; Oranges and pears, you squeeze me and touch them, and they are vying for people to pick them; Pomegranate also grinned when she saw this joyful scene, and the pomegranate seeds were like sparkling gems.
5. The full rice dyes the hope of the farmers yellow. The golden autumn sun, hanging on the dark faces of my parents, the moment the sweat beads slipped down, my dream began to fly from the shoulders of my parents......
6. After the bees collect honey from the flowers, they hum and sing thanks; The leaves were cooled by the breeze and whispered in thanks. Tie the ring to repay the kindness, learn to be grateful, hard work is your best reward to your fathers.
7. Autumn is the most mature scenery, from now on, cherish your youth, don't wait until your head is white, and leave a grudge in the air. Just because, the beauty of transparent autumn can make the core of our life brilliant and bright.
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