Come to an autumn sentence.

In autumn, every stroke is love; Autumn, every word means everything. Autumn is such a charming solar term.

Perhaps, autumn is not so mild as spring, so warm as summer, and so pure as winter. However, autumn has captured groups of people who love autumn with its elegance and coldness.

And that sentence describing autumn is full of love for autumn.

1. In the late autumn sky, clouds are floating slowly like knitting wool.

2. Autumn has come, and the sky is as blue as washed, just like a sapphire washed with clear water.

The beauty of autumn is mature. It is not so shy in spring, so open in summer and so introverted in winter.

In autumn, osmanthus trees are in full bloom, so that people far away can smell the intoxicating fragrance.

Autumn may be hidden in golden ears of rice, burning persimmons or green vegetable fields.

6. Autumn is always so sad. Yesterday, the vibrant green leaves suddenly turned yellow. ...

7. In autumn, after a fierce harvest, everything faded in a blink of an eye, and the endless land was bare.

8. The grass on the playground is not as green as it is in spring, but all yellow. Look at it from a distance with your head pulled.

9. Autumn is in the field. The fields are golden yellow. In the rice fields of Huang Chengcheng, from a distance, the whole field looks like a golden carpet.

10, although there is no white clothes in winter in autumn, its orange clothes are also good! And it's much warmer than that white skirt in winter.

1 1. In the park, clusters of flowers, white and red, large and small, are colorful. I leaned down and smelled the flowers, and a faint fragrance suddenly penetrated into my heart.

12, in autumn, leaves fall one by one, and with a little regret, they throw themselves into the arms of Mother Earth. They are jumping, spinning, dancing and falling lightly.

13, autumn is coming, 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.

14. In the garden, many flowers have withered, but only chrysanthemums are still in full bloom. They are colorful, with purple, yellow, white and green nodding frequently in the autumn wind.

15, autumn 2009 is a season that I miss. The fallen leaves in the yard and my thoughts piled up in a thick pile, but the full rice made the world in my heart happier.

16. In autumn, most flowers have lost their former style, petals fall one after another, and all kinds of chrysanthemums compete to decorate the city and beautify the environment.

17, autumn, what falls is loneliness, leaves, sadness, autumn leaves, representing the love that can't stay. Falling in front of me piece by piece, just like happiness passing by bit. ...

18, autumn is really a beautiful picture. The sun is setting, the autumn wind is rustling, the flute is blowing and the reeds are flying. The lake is blue, the beach is quiet, the fruits are fragrant, and the moon is high.

19 you see, in the Woods, the red maple seems to be on fire. Rows of geese fly to the warm south in the sky, and their voices are their farewell words.

20, full of rice, dyed the farmers' hopes yellow. Like the golden sunshine in autumn, I hung on my parents' dark faces. At the moment when the sweat slipped, my dream began to fly from my parents' shoulders. ...

2 1. There are several buttonwood trees on campus, which have turned crimson. When the autumn wind blows, the fallen leaves, like butterflies, fly happily in the sky, changing their dancing posture from time to time.

22. In autumn, plants seem to rush to the barber shop. Some people may ask, "Why do they go to the barber shop?" Dye your hair, of course. They should also follow the fashion!

23. In autumn, poplar leaves turn yellow and hang on trees like yellow flowers; Falling in the air, like a yellow butterfly; It landed in the river beside the tree, like a golden boat.

Although it has been autumn for a long time, the feeling of soaking in smelly sweat all day in this year's hot summer is unforgettable. It seems that the afterglow of summer is still lingering.

25. Autumn is in the Woods. The Woods are yellow. Ginkgo leaves turned yellow and floated to the foot of the mother tree, just like handfuls of small fans, fanning away the summer heat.

26. Autumn is not as beautiful and fragrant as spring; There are not so many small creatures singing in summer; Not as beautiful as winter. However, it is the most beautiful in my heart.

27. After the autumn rain, all the fruits in the orchard wore pearl necklaces. Shake the branches by hand and the pearl necklace will fall off. Fell on the stone and made a ticking sound.

28. In autumn, it will make farmers' uncles very happy, because they have worked hard to grow food and fruits, and all of them have a bumper harvest. Wow, the thought of my favorite green orange makes my mouth water.

29. Blue sky. Late autumn, spotless, crystal clear. Clouds are reflected on the clear Jialing River; The microwave of fish scales and the green river water add color to the clouds, which is particularly gorgeous.

30. Gentle sunshine supports colorful life journey. Under the distant sky and white clouds, a pure girl is washing clothes by the river in her hometown. The sparkling waves set off her youthful bodybuilding, and the intoxicating sunset glow was full of her charming smile.

3 1. In autumn, most leaves turn yellow gradually, 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"!

32. In autumn, there are no colorful flowers in spring, no lush green trees in summer, no snowflakes in winter, but there are fruit trees full of fruits in autumn, which bring people the joy of harvest and fruits everywhere!

33. In the field, the heavy ears of grain bent down with laughter, the sorghum blushed like a drunken young man, the corn with wooden sticks showed rows of neat teeth, the cotton opened its coat and revealed its white underwear, and there was a scene of bumper harvest everywhere.

Autumn has finally come. I grew up in the south and have an unusual love and attachment for autumn in the south. In the south, summer is very long, so autumn always comes later than in the north. But the difference between autumn and summer in the south is still obvious.

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

36. In the orchard, apples are smiling beautifully, and a bunch of grapes are like crystal agate; Oranges and pears, you squeeze me and touch me, vying for people to pick them; Pomegranates also grinned when they saw this happy scene. Pomegranate is like a sparkling gem.

37. Turn over a page of smooth and lingering music, the flying red leaves dance under the vast and distant blue sky, Qiu Chan sings gently by the graceful river, the moonlight touches the sparkling water, and autumn waters tell people the fate of past lives in the dotted night. ...

There is a pond beside the rice field. There is a buttonwood tree by the pond. Pieces of yellow leaves fell from the tree. Some fell into the water, and the small fish swam to hide under it and used it as an umbrella. Some landed on the shore, and ants climbed up and ran back and forth, using this place as a playground.

39. There are many overlapping places in Qiu Guang. There are no colorful flowers in spring, no abnormal green trees in summer and no snowflakes in winter, but there are fruit trees in autumn, which bring people the joy of harvest, and fruits are everywhere!

40. Autumn in Qiu Feng is the season of sowing, sadness and maple leaves. The maple trees in autumn are so sad. Maple leaves are so sad! The autumn wind blew away the leaves! The leaves don't want to leave, but the maple can't save them. A maple is not unwilling but helpless. ...

4 1, it's another autumn that leaves fall to the roots. Incomplete memories, like nightingales, shuttle through the dark and lonely night and indulge their sadness in old tears. Dead leaves are yellower, and the wind blows down the sad "butterflies" tirelessly, and they take away one after another.

42. The clear sky in late autumn is like an endless calm blue sea; Strong white light jumps in the air, just like microwaves on the sea; At the foot of the mountain, patches of sorghum are always swaying full heads, like fluctuating red water; However, the withered leaves painted the fields with withered colors.

43. Look at the rice fields here. The golden rice is ripe. The heavy rice benefits bend the rice stalks, and a gust of wind blows, causing layers of rice waves. The wave in front didn't run far, but the wave in the back caught up again. The back waves chase the front waves, layer after layer, and finally become one. How beautiful!

Although autumn is not as gorgeous as spring, it has a unique color-red. Maple leaves only blush in autumn. Seen from a distance, they are as red as the morning glow, and all the mountains are dyed red. When the wind blows, maple leaves float down like red snow. So people can enjoy it.

45. The beautiful wisteria has withered, and it can't add color to the campus, but it is very smart. It gave this important task to the newly grown Phalaenopsis. In this way, wisteria will add color to the school in spring and summer, and Phalaenopsis will add color to the school in autumn and winter. In this way, the campus will be beautiful all year round.

46. Although there are not so many small creatures in autumn as in summer, the scenery of falling leaves in autumn is much better than them. When the wind blows, the leaves fall with the wind, and there is always a sound, as if to tell everyone loudly: "Who said there are no butterflies in autumn?" Am I not? How about it? Beautiful! "

47. When the weather is getting colder and colder, the earth is getting more and more stiff, and the once vigorous posture is getting old and yellow in the autumn wind. He supports the gaunt with tenacity and resolutely resists the invasion of wind and frost; When everything is dying and life is fading, he shows the tenacity of life for the earth.

48. Autumn comes with the sound of fallen leaves, and the morning is as fresh as dew. The sky exudes soft light, clear and ethereal, which makes people want to listen to the soaring songs of larks, just like looking at the blue sea and thinking of seeing a white sail. Sunset is the wings of time. When it flies away, it will spread out for a while. So dusk.

49. Autumn rain hit them in the face. Piles of dark gray clouds hold the earth low. It's already late autumn, all the trees in the endless forest are bare, and the old tree stands gloomy and brown moss covers its wrinkles. Ruthless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and they had to wither and stand there bald.

50. When I came to the field, I saw that the rice had changed into golden clothes, and the roads in the field were busy. Some carry corn, some pull sorghum; And beans. A grain truck is full of the joy of harvest. In the vegetable garden, Chinese cabbage is the most eye-catching, and all Chinese cabbages are so full.

5 1. After a rain in Mao Mao, the earth changed. In the morning, fresh air comes in waves. The birds in the tree are all ready to fly to the south, and they can't see their laughter. There was a rustling sound in the Woods. It's fallen leaves They fly in the air and then fall to the ground with beautiful dance.

52. Unconsciously, out of the Woods, the shore is lush reeds. From a distance, they blend in with nearby water and distant trees. The color goes from shallow to deep, like an oil painting. No matter how good a painter is, he can't mix such colors. I can't help but think of a poem: "Autumn has been sad since ancient times, I said autumn gives birth to spring!" "

53. I went to the field and saw a bumper harvest: snow-white cotton; Sorghum with heavy rice and full grains. They nodded frequently in the wind. What's that noise? Oh! It turns out that the farmer's uncle is very hardworking in breaking corn! Corn was put into the laundry list one by one, which was the hard work of the farmer's uncle.

54. Autumn is thick, and autumn leaves are flying all over the sky, like butterflies. Leaves slowly seem to cut the breath of autumn, spread to all corners of the world, and give warmth, happiness and blessings to everyone. In autumn, the top of the mountain has been shrouded in dense fog, as if Grandpa Shan was wearing a big white straw hat.

55. The sky is so high! Pieces of gauze-like white clouds floated slowly, as if they were reluctant to leave the beautiful autumn scenery in the world. At this moment, Linlin said to me, "Look, how beautiful the pine trees are here! I looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, I saw some pine trees near the fence, which were more lush and full of vitality in the sun.

56. It's the middle of 1 1 month, but there is no sign of winter coming. Looking up, the sparse branches cross each other, sometimes occasionally leaking a ray of sunshine. The sun is shining among the leaves, and it will always be behind me. Its fine silhouette is integrated with the real scene in the pool, which is similar in seven points, and it is impossible to tell the true from the false for a time.

57. Then, I came to the playground. I lie on the grass in autumn and look up at the sky. The sky is particularly high, or how to say "autumn is crisp"! The grass caressed my arm and face. We are reciting autumn poems: "Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times, and I say autumn wins spring." . "While enjoying the grass touching our comfortable and cool feeling.

58. In autumn, you must go to the mountains to see that the mountains are all red and the forests are all dyed. I like the autumn sun in the afternoon, facing the warm sunshine, sitting alone on the hillside with sparse trees. Colorful leaves, hanging from branches or flying in the air, shine brightly, and gently dance their elegant spirituality with melodious wind chimes, giving you a pleasure of wanting to fly and sing.

59. Look at the endless corridor from middle school to primary school. Just like in the forest. We observed every tree carefully. Some trees have yellow-green leaves, some are still green, and some are all yellow. Every branch of the tree also has yellow leaves and green leaves, which are particularly symmetrical. Slowly, I was intoxicated by autumn scenery in this long corridor.

60. Fenglin has laid a red carpet on the floor. The autumn wind blows, and the maple leaves make a rushing sound, as if clapping hands to celebrate the harvest scene. Look, these chrysanthemums are blooming with enthusiasm! How vigorous! Yellow, red, white and purple ... one after another, one after another, facing the autumn wind, covered with frost, vying for beauty, spitting incense, everywhere they go, they have become a colorful world.

6 1. The persimmon tree on the right is covered with heavy persimmons. These persimmons are bright yellow, like lovely little lanterns. Against the dense green holly, it looks more vivid and lovely. The autumn wind blows, and the "little lanterns" sway gently and shine. The dead leaves of Chinese parasol trees fall in succession in the autumn wind, like butterflies dancing in the courtyard.

In autumn, buttonwood is very tall among all the trees. Many trees grow in spring, but in autumn, most of the leaves are buried under the trees. And buttonwood, autumn is his prime, his leaves are like maple leaves, and the stripes of each leaf are almost different, and the color of the leaves turns yellow from the edge. Every tree here seems to be colored.

63. Look over there. There seems to be white clouds floating on the beach. Oh, that's a cotton field. Looking closer, I saw all the cotton in full bloom, revealing cotton wadding as white as snow; Some are peach bones, which look like they are about to burst; Some are in bud, like a shy girl, refusing to show up. Farmers' uncles are all wrapped in cotton bags, chatting and busy picking flowers.

64. Autumn is the beauty of fallen leaves. A rustling wind blew and went to Qiu Lai in summer. The leaves turn yellow from the initial dense, and then fall. This is a process, but it is also beautiful. I walked on the mountain road, and the falling dead leaves paved a golden road. Walking in it, my body and mind seem to be integrated with nature. I picked up a fallen leaf, and the yellow leaf turned slightly blue.

65. In the orchard, there are many fruits. Grapes hung in clusters under the green leaves, including red, purple, crimson and light green ... colorful and beautiful. Apple showed red cheeks, as if smiling, asking people to pick it quickly! Persimmon trees are covered with red persimmons, like bright orange lanterns. Pear trees are covered with big pears from Huang Chengcheng, which are fragrant and sweet, just like lovely gourds.

66. The bees finished collecting honey from the flowers and hummed their thanks. The leaves were cooled by the breeze, and I thanked them in a low voice. Gratitude, learn to be grateful. Hard work is the best reward for your parents. Autumn is the most mature scenery. From now on, cherish youth and don't wait until you are old to leave resentment. It is precisely because of the transparent beauty of autumn that the core of our life can become brilliant and bright.

67. In autumn, you must go to Yang Shulin to enjoy the unique freedom and detachment in nature. Walking in the middle of the trunk and stepping on the soft golden leaves will make people feel nostalgic. Then open yesterday's diary, and you will remember an unforgettable past. If you are tired from walking, just lean against the tree for a while, and a practical feeling will slowly flood into your heart, that is, strength and strength.

68. At the end of the forest, I saw a bumper harvest in the distance. In the field, the rice is golden, as if the ground is full of gold ingots. Rice has been bent by the crown above its head, but it is not satisfied with the status quo and will continue to grow. It seems to be about to set a Guinness World Record! He has a happy smile on his face. As soon as the wind blew, he waved to us and invited me to have a look at the place where he lived.

69. In the autumn night, Gao Lu is thick, and a crescent moon hangs quietly on the southwest horizon. The cold moon shines on the earth, so dark, but the stars in the galaxy are getting brighter and brighter. In the dense and boundless fields of sorghum, corn and millet, this song rang with the chirping of autumn insects, and occasionally accompanied by several accompaniment, it blew the ground intermittently, like a cold eggplant. Willow branches hang quietly on the side of the road, and the shadows cover the winding path of weeds.

70. Walking on the road, sunshine and autumn wind come together. Surrounded by quiet and serene, listen carefully, as if you can hear the rustling of them playing and shuttling between the fibers of the sweater. Sweaters, like dryers, seem to swell up gradually, and like hot air balloons, wrap me warmly, as if to fly with me, making my steps lighter and lighter, turning into the gentlest wind and flying to a better distance.

7 1. Looking around, golden rice is everywhere. A gust of wind blew, and the diners nodded and waved to me, telling me that autumn was coming. The sorghum beside them all blushed, bowed their heads and stood there shyly, like a little girl who had done something wrong. Walking on the path in the field and looking up at the high sky, you will realize the meaning of crisp autumn; A gust of autumn wind blows head-on, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. Autumn is in the vast fields.

There are no mountains in my hometown. The broad and flat land gave birth to the magnanimous mind of rural people. Once, the soft sunshine in the morning brushed freely on the quiet land, and the fields overflowed with the fragrance of heading wheat and cauliflower. The men who put down their farm tools and lit inferior cigarettes squinted and were intoxicated. Sincerity, branded on a dark face, innocence in a simple smile. In their bones, there is only a simple labor philosophy.

73. Miss Qiu came to the yard. Look at that. Chrysanthemums are brilliant, red as fire yellow, like gold powder, like rosy clouds and white as snow. Walk into the orchard. I saw a pear with rich nutrition; A string of pearl-like grapes changed from green to dark red, long, round and big, crystal clear, like agate. After picking grapes, I picked a big one and put it in my mouth. Sweet and sour, and a lot of juice. It's delicious. Jujube trees are covered with shiny red dates. A bite is sweet and crisp.

Autumn is the season of alternating cold and summer. There was an autumn rain and a cold. A few days ago, after an autumn rain, there was no longer an unbearable temperature, and the raging autumn tiger suddenly disappeared. People can go to nature and enjoy the unique scenery in autumn. In autumn, there are no more scorching ultraviolet rays, and the skin is burning. Autumn sunshine gives people a soft and charming feeling. The raging typhoon and roaring rainstorm have gone away, and the autumn wind gives people a refreshing and comfortable feeling.

Besides the climate, there are many differences between autumn and summer. For example, leaves, the colors of leaves in autumn and summer are quite different. In autumn, the green leaves on the trees are not so bright, and slowly turn from green to yellow. With the deepening of autumn, the leaves of most tree species are golden and brilliant. Under the sweeping of autumn wind, pieces of yellow leaves have begun to fall to the earth, which is quite spectacular. On the country road, the smell of soil is getting stronger and stronger. When doing morning exercises and walking in the evening, the gently blowing wind is cool.

76, the autumn wind, the harvest season, autumn is strong, yellow leaves fluttering. In the early morning, the dawn of autumn has come, the sun shines on the earth, and the cool breeze makes us throw all our troubles outside the cloud nine. Cool breeze, clear water, mountains, blue sky, faint smoke, dense forests, yellow leaves, Levin and white clouds, autumn scenery is so beautiful that it is full of praise. Autumn is a picturesque poem. Autumn is a chapter in life.

77. The earth put on a golden sweater, and yellow poplar leaves and bright maple leaves fell down as if several colorful butterflies were flying in the air. Although the frost came, Grandpa Song Qing still wore a green robe and looked greener. Chrysanthemums in the garden are in full bloom, red as fire, pink as chardonnay and white as snow, which is beautiful. All the leaves on the persimmon tree have fallen, but the persimmons in Huang Chengcheng are still hanging on their fingers, like orange lanterns of all sizes, and the red begonia bends the branches.

78. Although autumn is not as delicate as spring; Not as charming as summer; Not as cold as winter. But it has its own unique brilliance. Autumn has just arrived, but the earth has already had autumn, the striking cyan is somewhat yellowed, and the striking green light is somewhat faded. Until late autumn, the golden wheat waves rolled, and the whole earth seemed to be dazzling yellow, dazzling yellow and brilliant yellow. Standing in a hazy golden yellow, gently close your eyes and listen to the autumn melody. It is so euphemistic that people can't help being intoxicated.

79. Autumn is coming, and the sky covers the earth like a sapphire. Small pond outside the village, clear eyes staring at the beautiful sky. A pair of little white geese cocked their heads to appreciate their shadows in the water. The leaves of maple trees in the valley are as red as fire after drinking too much wine. The rice in front of the village and behind the village, bent down, silently waiting for people to harvest in the autumn wind. In mid-air, geese lined up in a "human" shape, singing happily, saying goodbye to people and slowly flying to the horizon. ...

80. When I came to the countryside, I looked around and saw a large area of golden rice. When the autumn wind blows, the rice shakes with the wind, just like the waves of the sea, wave after wave. In the orchard, all the fruits are ripe. Pears, red apples and oranges in Huang Chengcheng all fell on the branches, bending them. The golden leaves along the roadside paved a "golden avenue", and the leaves reluctantly left the branches and danced lightly in the air like butterflies. The branch is lonely, just like an old man with all his hair lost. ...