Essay Write a scene to express your feelings in 150 words?

The autumn wind, blowing slowly, brushes the cheeks.

There is no tenderness of spring, enthusiasm of summer, and coldness of winter.

Some are just slightly commotion and slightly cool, just like my longing heart, persistent and long.

The fluttering leaves confuse the melody of the love song, and the twilight sunset.

What can't be erased is the faint fragrance of cinnamon and the yearning in my heart.

Autumn is the season of harvest and the season of ripening.

blurred the heart of the moon and plucked the strings in the heart.

What touches is always the sad ...... of longing

In my neighborhood, there is a fantastic garden, it is so beautiful and so wonderful.

Walking into the garden, the first thing that catches your eye is a verdant bamboo forest. The bamboos are tall and straight, which reminds people of the poem "Insist on the green mountains and do not relax, and the roots are in the broken rocks". Look at the green grass and the cute little flowers swaying in the wind, it is really beautiful.

A few delicate butterflies are dancing, as if they are comparing beauty with small flowers. On the edge of the meadow, next to the rockery, there is also a small pond with crystal clear bottom. The aquatic plants flickered in the sparkling water waves, as if they were dancing a beautiful dance.

That light dance posture makes people sigh to themselves! In the aquatic plants, the small fish are swimming and shuttling agily, as if they are hiding and seeking, and they seem to be dancing with the aquatic plants. There is also a willow tree by the pond, and the willow branches sway in the breeze, dancing and reflecting in the water, as if they are also dancing with everyone.

Step into the depths of the garden. The view is even more overwhelming. The flowers compete with each other, the summer is the rose, the winter is the plum, the autumn is the osmanthus, and the spring is my favorite peach blossom.

Whenever spring comes, the peach blossoms are connected together, like a large cloud in the sky, which is very beautiful. If you look closely, some of them are still flower bones, and the small buds are like small beans on people's faces, which are cute; Some are half-open and half-closed, and when they see it, they think of what it means to be budded; Some are already completely splendid, like little girls in pink dresses, and their graceful postures make people reverie.

In the breeze, there are bursts of floral scents, which come and go, and you have to concentrate to tell what kind of flowers are scented and where they come from......

This is my little garden, not very big and not very spectacular, but it has its own flavor that you will never forget...... you will see

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Some people like spring when flowers are in full bloom, some people like snowy winter, but I like hot summer.

On Saturday afternoon, I went for a walk in the park, where children skated, played basketball, and middle-aged and elderly people were square dancing. The lights were bright there, like daytime, and there were many small flying insects flying around under the lights, as if they were very afraid of the dark.

The most beautiful thing in the park is Hehuale, which is also my favorite flower, and there are many people there who are admiring the beautiful lotus flowers, and the lotus flowers look pink, just like many people look at them, and the lotus flowers are shy. The slim lotus flower is like a delicate and noble princess, very beautiful! On a summer morning, the fragrance of lotus flowers comes to your nose and smells intoxicating.

Summer is like a colorful painting in my heart, it brings joy and laughter to people. I love summer!