Essay: my favorite season

There are four seasons in a year - spring, summer, fall and winter, which is known to everyone. But out of these four seasons, which one is your favorite? If you ask me, I will blurt out, "Autumn!" Although fall is not as colorful as spring. But it has its special beauty.

When the cool autumn wind blows, it sends a burst of chill. It was as if the wind grandmother was admonishing those naughty children: "It's cool, wear more clothes, be careful not to catch cold!"

In the wheat field, a golden, as if the wheat in a loud cheer. You see, this piece of wheat smile how happy ah! They smiled through the belly, revealing a full and fruitful fruit, how favorite! Farmers are smiling, they are harvesting, while talking about the joy of the harvest. Out of the wheat field, we walked into the orchard. Look! These fruit babies hanging heavy in the branches, the pressure of the fruit tree mother can not breathe. Golden yellow oranges, peel half taste, heh! Sweet and sour, so delicious! Red apples, like just do beauty like, glowing. Yellow duck pear, although the face is full of hemp, but a taste, the flavor is really good! These baby fruits seem to say to those fruit farmers: "work harder, the market men and women are waiting for us!

Out of the orchard, look up at the blue sky, a group of geese are flying south, they will be lined up in the word "one", a moment lined up in the word "human".

Autumn is so beautiful! I like it very much, don't you?