Qiu Jin handwritten newspaper grade three.

Autumn is one of the four seasons. Traditionally, China takes "beginning of autumn" in 24 solar terms as the starting point of autumn. Entering autumn means that rainfall and humidity tend to decrease or decrease, and everything in nature begins to mature from lush. At present, the four seasons are usually divided according to the average temperature of modern scholar Zhang Baokun. The index is that the average temperature is below 10℃ in winter, above 22℃ in summer, and 10~22℃ in spring or autumn.

Autumn is a season of alternating hot and cold. Early autumn is still in the heat, but it hasn't come out yet. This is the hottest, wettest and sultry period of the year. After late autumn, it is sunny during the day, cool and dry at night, with large temperature difference between morning and evening, less rain and insufficient water. Therefore, autumn dryness has become the main feature of late autumn. ?

3. In autumn, in the beautiful melody of Qiu Si, the strings of life are playing with the fallen leaves of every life. Sometimes, like a stormy land, a beautiful golden thread falls, which is covered with the journey of life. Sometimes, she is like a dreamy girl, gently repressed, unwilling to wake up the sleeping earth, and her footsteps float lightly in the direction of the wind. Precipitation, melting that loneliness, that wandering shadow.

Autumn praise:

1. Behind the lake is an irregular birch forest, which is full of yellow wild chrysanthemums. They are the messengers of autumn, standing proudly in the quiet sunshine and swaying gently in the slight autumn wind, showing their beautiful charm.

2, autumn may not know, when it comes quietly, I miss all the beautiful summers and look forward to the cold winter. Finally, when my homesickness faded and my longing faded, I began to plan to spend this season with a sense of ceremony, only to find that autumn had already left.

3. Autumn is a season of nostalgia. Many stories and people are inadvertently linked together, quietly saying that they miss each other. It always seems that in such a cool autumn, I suddenly look back and find that the road I have traveled is so desolate. The romantic past is unbearable, and the years of hard work are vivid.