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Looking forward to, looking forward to, the hot summer has finally passed, and the footsteps of autumn are approaching.

Autumn is crisp and the sky is high and the clouds are light. Fruits are ripe, crickets are chirping and the weather is cool.

Grass has not completely disappeared from the earth, it is still green. In the garden, in the field. Look, piece by piece.

I totally agree. The children ran and jumped, somersaulted, picked up some fallen fruits and threw them at each other to see who could throw them farther and more accurately. The weather is cool and the grass is green.

Sweet-scented osmanthus trees, maple trees and evergreen trees are lush, profound in style, distinctive in temperament and full of elegance, golden, agate red and emerald green, just like paintings carefully drawn by painters. Birds are busy migrating and ants are collecting winter rations. Daisy, a bunch of red petunias, at first glance, yes: orange, purple, competing for beauty, spread in the flower bed, like a carpet, smiling at the autumn wind!

"Falling red is not heartless. Turning into spring mud will protect flowers!" Yes, it will become the spring mud that nourishes the earth and is not attached to the prosperity of the branches. Autumn rain falls on red and yellow leaves, and on colorful leaves mixed with green and yellow. Luxurious maple leaves, delicate evergreen leaves, ordinary shaved leaves … they become more gorgeous under the baptism of autumn rain.

The fruit on the tree is maturing, and the fruit farmers in the field are busier. In urban and rural areas, workers, students, children and the elderly all come out to enjoy the beautiful scenery, relax, watch autumn colors, collect specimens and do their own things. "A hard work, a harvest", hard work, in exchange for harvest, full of joy.

Autumn is like the god of color, which makes the colors of plants gradually thicken.

Autumn, like the god of harvest, has brought countless fruits to people.

Autumn is like a god of joy, bringing people the joy of harvest.

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Autumn has come, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and in the blue sky, geese fly south in droves, sometimes in a "one" shape and sometimes in a "human" shape.

In autumn, most leaves gradually turn yellow, and some have withered. Only the maple leaves are red and fiery, adding a beautiful scenery to autumn. It's really "frost leaves are redder than February flowers"!

In autumn, most of the flowers have lost their former elegance, petals fall in succession, and all kinds of chrysanthemums compete to decorate the city and beautify the environment.

Autumn is the season when crops are ripe, and it is also the favorite season of farmers' uncles. Sorghum blushed, corn opened its mouth, Huang Chengcheng's corn kernels were like golden beans, Xiaomi smiled and bowed to us, and soybeans were blown from ear to ear. ...

Autumn is so beautiful. I like autumn.

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Walking in autumn,

The air in autumn is fresher;

Walking in autumn,

The fields in autumn are more charming.

Autumn winds swim across the river,

Autumn wind walks on the grass,

Autumn wind is chasing in the forest,

Autumn wind frolicking in the clouds. ...

Autumn wind ripens red apples,

Autumn wind dyed a bunch of grapes purple,

The autumn wind yellowed the pears,

Autumn wind dyed pomegranate red. ...

Corn bulged out his chest,

Sorghum music and wine songs,

The ear of rice bent down with a smile,

In autumn, you quietly put colorful clothes on the world.

Also put colorful dreams into people's hearts,

It brings us beauty, harvest and hope.

I love you, autumn!