Autumn Ask for help Essay about autumn, don t just praise it superficially, poetry can also be, abou

Autumn day. Walking in autumn, the autumn sun is redder and more delicate;

Walking in autumn, the autumn air is sweeter and better.

The autumn wind rolls in the fields, and the autumn wind runs on the paths;

The autumn wind grabs a handful of cinnamon aromas and puts the footprints of summer.

Gently apply ......

The ears of rice are ripe, the sound of cicadas is gone, and the ripe sunflowers are bowing their heads and bending down;

Wild chrysanthemums fragrant the sheep intestines in the field, and the cattle and sheep have grown fat.

Apple shouted that it was cold, and he wanted to wear a red jacket;

The grapes cried out that they were cold, and they wanted to put on purple robes.

The corn was happy with the red tassels, forgetting the troubles of a summer;

Sorghum smiled with a red face, and a drinking song was brewed in his heart.

The autumn wind is like a flexible comb, combing the fields in order;

The autumn light shines vigorously in the fields like shining beads of sweat.

Walking in autumn, there is a bright sun shining overhead;

Pick up a yellow leaf and treasure it quietly, autumn will always smile at us.

Autumn is here, and the campus is full of life.

At the edge of the playground, the leaves of several plane trees turned yellow, and the leaves fell from the sky, like a fluttering butterfly, and like a small airplane. The pomegranate tree by the flower bed is full of fruits, heavy, bent the thin branches, one by one red and bright pomegranates, like a small lantern, very eye-catching, I took a closer look, some cracked their mouths, some actually laughed out of their bellies, revealing agate-like particles. In front of the new building, pots of chrysanthemums bloom in the autumn wind; They are colorful:

The red ones are like fire, the white ones are like snow, the pink ones are like the glow, and the yellow ones are like the Saijin ......You see, this one is like a white cloud in the blue sky, that one is like a bright moon in the water, this one is like a golden hydrangea, and that one is like a beautiful coral ......The autumn breeze blows, and the refreshing fragrance comes to the nose, which is refreshing and pleasant. On the side of the runway, the holly trees are still so verdant, tall and straight; On the grass, some of the grass has withered, but some of the grass is still green, as if it has covered the earth with a yellow and green carpet.

I love autumn and love autumn campus even more.

Come on! I'm only in the fourth grade of elementary school!

Wandering in the pastures of the autumn years, it is a person's scenery; Listen to the footsteps of time, that is a person's breath; A person is a flowing and beautiful poem, a sad song, and a snow-lotus flower that blooms silently.

The wind crept through my hair, and strands of hair fluttered in front of my eyes; The autumn leaves that fall from time to time occasionally hit my face, and there is an indescribable itch.

The poet Kangqiao's essay on autumn includes a detailed description of the hymn of autumn.

An excerpt from the poet Kangqiao's essay "Autumn Leaves Like the Call of Autumn".

Every autumn, the leaves of the coggywood tree will gradually turn red, especially in late autumn, and in the distance, the fire-like coggys will burn like a ball of fiery red.

The red leaves of the red leaves of Jinan Red Leaf Valley are the most moving. You see: in the breeze, the red leaves of the trees flutter freely in the air like red butterflies. In the sunlight, the leaves of the coxagulus tree are sparkling red and beautiful.

We walked all the way to the cochonic forest, and the red leaves all over the mountains were like drunk!

If the cochin tree is not for our autumn love, how can it be dyed red with the blood of its body, this increasingly cold late autumn!

If the cochin tree is not for our autumn love, how can it be dyed red with the blood of its body, this increasingly cold late autumn!

How can we not love such a beautiful autumn? Because of the fiery autumn leaves, we can't help but love autumn, and we can't help but love our nature!

Who can endorse the annotation of the burning of cocoon leaves? In this autumn, in front of the fiery yellow leaves, I can only choose to be silent because all our colors are inferior to ...... in front of the yellow leaves

How the leaves accumulate fiery red, from the day they sprout, from the moment they grow; Come in the wind, go in the rain; The leaves of the coxagulus are only for the burning of this autumn, and the moment they leave the branches, they give the most fiery warmth in the world.

Autumn is so beautiful that let's forget ourselves and get drunk in autumn with nature!

The warmth you gave warmed the whole autumn.

With a small eye, you can see the big world, the big world, the golden autumn.

Inscription. The autumn in the poet's eyes is full of countless sadness, just like Liu Yuxi's: Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring. Autumn in the eyes of the painter is always the golden sun and fiery maple leaves, and the autumn in the eyes of the farmer is the golden yellow of a harvest in the wheat field.

In autumn, it is perched in a farmhouse.

It came gently, but accidentally shook off the dew that was covered in the early morning. Gradually, the sound of Tintin's logging drifted out of the valley. He put down the sickle that was like a silver moon and used the basket that had been prepared on his back to hold the fat melons and fruits that had already grown between the bamboo hedges.

Autumn came silently, and I inhabited the farmhouse quietly.

Autumn game on a maple tree.

The branches of the maple tree, one by one, are fiery red, and they are dazzling. There was a breeze, and the elves were jumping and playing in the branches, making the maple leaves drift away. Its fall is accompanied by the rhythm of the maple leaves, and the season of falling maple leaves is always a little sad.

The maple leaves all over the ground paved the way to my future, golden and bright.

Autumn is full of sunshine.

Mom, I'm going to school "Early in the morning, I heard a roar from the door of the house, babble, run, I'm going to be scolded again! When I think of this, I run away..."What are you going to do? It's early in the morning, it's not that I can't hear what to shout!

Eh, you wait......I'm not done yet! "I don't want to think about it, is my mother's lion's roar enjoyed by ordinary people? Won't I be a biao when you're done?

Downstairs, the warm sun shines on me, full of warm feelings, others always say: the autumn wind is bleak and the weather is cold. Why don't my little child's eyes see it?

The sun, the sun, the golden flatbread, (forgive me for not eating breakfast) Listen up, I like you, the warmth you give, warm me all autumn!

Well, this is what I wrote myself, absolutely original ......

Next time to you.

We practiced writing in class.

I got A+++.

The original ones will be added first, and I will talk about them.

I'll get that back to you.

Long influence in the meow central nervous system old land revisit superior instructions although Shi early direct fly in this China goo tuk superior correlation vote country country Feng superior whether although Tiger is therefore the country aimed at the four Communist Party of China.

Give me the points first, and I'll add them to you.

Neither will I, connected to the same fate.

Autumn walks in autumn, the autumn sun is redder and more delicate;

Walking in autumn, the autumn air is sweeter and better.

The autumn wind rolls in the fields, and the autumn wind runs on the paths;

The autumn wind grabs a handful of cinnamon aromas and puts the footprints of summer.

Gently apply ......

The ears of rice are ripe, the sound of cicadas is gone, and the ripe sunflowers are bowing their heads and bending down;

Wild chrysanthemums fragrant the sheep intestines in the field, and the cattle and sheep have grown fat.

Apple shouted that it was cold, and he wanted to wear a red jacket;

The grapes cried out that they were cold, and they wanted to put on purple robes.

The corn was happy with the red tassels, forgetting the troubles of a summer;

Sorghum smiled with a red face, and a drinking song was brewed in his heart.

The autumn wind is like a flexible comb, combing the fields in order;

The autumn light shines vigorously in the fields like shining beads of sweat.

Walking in autumn, there is a bright sun shining overhead;

Pick up a yellow leaf and treasure it quietly, autumn will always smile at us.

Classmates have to study hard and read more books for this kind of thing.