A beautiful sentence that describes the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves

1. Falling leaves know autumn and sigh over the years. (Life is not like this, work hard, friends, don't only sigh for the sake of life.) ）

2. The autumn wind blows, and the leaves fall like beautiful butterflies.

3. Walking alone in the courtyard, stepping into the shade of a tree, the rustling sound under your feet is like a whisper of life. The autumn wind is blowing, playing the sad strings. In the sky high and the clouds are faint, a group of geese and shadows pass by.

Suddenly, a fallen leaf burst into my sight, gently brushed my cheek, quietly swirled in the autumn wind, and slowly fell to the ground. I slowly reached out and let it float into my palm.

4. Looking back suddenly, autumn has quietly faded away, and I am the only one who tastes the desolation of this season. But I have always missed the sadness of falling leaves, the tragedy of the sunset over the long river, and the sadness of the sunset on the ancient road.

1. In the forest path, the golden fallen leaves are scattered all over the place, stepping on the autumn leaves all the way, I am moved by the unknown poetry, and even have a fantasy of a girl of this age who longs for adventure.

2. Fallen leaves, some like a boat riding the wind, some like an acrobat falling on their heels, and some like a glider circling flat in circles.

3. Fallen leaves hurriedly walked by. But I can't imagine the last threshold at the end of life, what lies behind it. But I think that every tree of life that comes close to it will have its last leaf fluttering at the last moment.

4. The autumn days are long, and the leaves fall to the ground safely, which is their final destination, and the end of life is the end of tactful and sad. Perhaps its dreams have been shattered, but it has no sadness, and it is smiling as ever.

5. Fallen leaves drift to the underworld and return to silence. There is no power to restore a fallen leaf and return it to its branches, as green as ever. It's a pass, a natural process.

In the end, it will go deep into the soil, turn into silt, and nourish another new life, which is its own continuation and transcendence, and it is also the moment of beauty of the fallen leaves'Eternity.

6. Fallen leaves drift to the underworld and return to silence. There is no power to restore a fallen leaf and return it to its branches, as green as ever. It's a pass, a natural process.

It will eventually penetrate deep into the soil, turn into silt, and nourish another new life, which is its own continuation and transcendence, and the eternity of the beautiful moment of falling leaves.

7. The leaves fall like a song, and the fallen leaves finish their journey little by little, but it will eventually turn into dirt, and I will try to remember the eternity of that moment.

8. Standing among the trees, I listened quietly, and the falling leaves fell to the ground, and the sound of a thin cicada's wings sounded faintly. At that moment, I imagined that the autumn fields were so gorgeous with Monet's golden yellow. The cool autumn breeze blows, and from time to time there are golden leaves slowly falling in front of me, so gentle, so quiet, so light, as if guarding a fragile dream.

9. When a gust of autumn wind blows, the fallen leaves on the ground dance in the wind, like beautiful butterflies, dancing. Some of the fallen leaves on the ground have withered; Some of them have just fallen, and there is a faint hint of greenery.

10. Falling flowers have long been buried under the feet of the years; Fallen leaves, helplessly drifting in late autumn, one by one, one by one. I'm the only one who is still waiting at the place where the dream began, tracing the footprints of the past step by step. Read it once, hurt it again; Pick up a piece, it hurts.

1. Look, a fallen leaf renders the autumn colors; The vicissitudes of a season have passed.

2. In the golden autumn season, the earth is golden, and everything changes their appearance.

3. The golden leaves are like beautiful butterflies flying around in the air.

4. Autumn is beautiful, and the autumn leaves are even more beautiful. I love autumn and love autumn leaves even more.

5. In autumn, the wild grass is blown yellow by the wind, and the grass turns into a golden ocean.

6. Don't go over the gorgeous summer flowers, walk into the quiet beauty of autumn leaves, autumn does not have the warmth and splendor of summer, 7, who is listening, a leaf knows the beauty of autumn? Missing, like autumn leaves, falls to the ground and becomes a wound.

8. The fallen leaves are colorful, the fallen leaves are rustling, the flowers are falling, the dead leaves are withered, the leaves are dyed, and the mountains are red.

9. The leaves are rustling, are you composing your own music? The sound is high and low, and it is colorful.

10. 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.

11. The red leaves of thousands of trees, the more red and gorgeous they are in late autumn; From afar, it looks like a flame is rolling.

12. When autumn comes on September 8, my flowers will bloom white; The incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of ** armor.

13. Boundless falling trees are falling, and the Yangtze River is rolling. Parking sits in love with the maple forest in the evening, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

14. Hold a glass of chrysanthemum wine, write a poem of maple leaf sorrow, and drink a lonely red autumn. Sit alone, in this lonely autumn.