Life is like a fallen leaf.

1. Short sentences describing autumn leaves 1. Yellow leaves, one or two, float gently on the water, like countless boats, slowly swing away with the wind.

2. The fallen leaves float to the invisible world and return to silence. Nothing can save a fallen leaf and make it return to the branches and remain fresh. This is a passage, a natural process. It will eventually go deep into the soil, turn into silt and nourish another new life, which is its own continuation and transcendence, and it is also the eternity of the beautiful moment of fallen leaves.

3. When the autumn wind sweeps, leaves fall one after another, some dance like butterflies, some spread their wings like orioles, and some spin lightly like dancers.

The leaves on the tree are turning yellow, and the falling leaves are flying up and down like golden birds.

The 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.

6. The wind continues to blow, leaves fall one after another, and cherry blossoms seem to be infected and fall with the wind. Watching the withered flowers fall sadly, I found that autumn had come unconsciously. Ye Er was yellow and the flowers were defeated. This is a colorful and bleak season, and it is also a season full of poetry and painting. How many poets and painters have sung poems and painted pictures for it. Perhaps only in this season can people calm down and think about problems and understand life.

7. Mature adzuki beans, some like agate, some are covered with branches like pearls, and the dense green leaves form a small umbrella, which is really lovable!

The leaves are swaying in the wind. Suddenly, a leaf was blown out of the embrace of the tree by the wind, hovering quietly in the air, fluttering gently in the wind, flying in the air like a dying butterfly, and finally falling to the ground in a beautiful arc. At that moment, the heartstrings were touched. It turns out that this is the way it chooses when it faces death. Even at the end of his life, he will show his best side and don't want to leave with any regrets.

9. Leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward.

10, these fallen leaves are like colorful petals scattered by fairies.

2. A sentence or a paragraph about the life of fallen leaves floats into the invisible world and falls silent. Nothing can save a fallen leaf and make it return to the branches and remain fresh. This is a passage, a natural process. It will eventually go deep into the soil, turn into silt and nourish another new life, which is its own continuation and transcendence, and it is also the eternity of the beautiful moment of fallen leaves.

Leaves fall like a song, and they finish their journey bit by bit, but they will eventually turn to dust.

The leaves on the tree turned yellow, and the fallen leaves danced up and down like golden birds.

When the autumn wind swept away, the leaves fell one after another. Some dance like butterflies, some spread their wings like orioles, and some spin lightly like dancers.

3. The sentence or paragraph about writing deciduous life is 1. Tall buildings yearn for dusk, and there is rustling rain on the leaves of airplanes.

2, stop to sit in the maple forest late, the frost leaves are red in February. 3. Leaves are lonely. He feels lonely in this autumn. He is the main theme of autumn and also symbolizes the acme of everything.

Maple leaves are dyed red and ginkgo leaves are falling. I pity that he can't stand the cold winter and accompany me through the world of powder and jade. He is so handsome that there is no sadness.

In autumn, he came and went in a hurry, so busy, leaving no gap. 4. The fallen leaves pass by in a hurry.

But I can't imagine what is behind the last threshold at the end of my life. But I think that every tree of life near it will fly out the last leaf at the last moment.

The leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward. 6. 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 slope, a beautiful golden thread falls, which is covered with the journey of life. Sometimes, she is like a dreamy girl, slightly depressed, unwilling to wake up the sleeping earth, coming quietly and dancing lightly in the direction of the wind.

Precipitation, melting that loneliness, that wandering shadow. 7. The fallen leaves hurried by.

But I can't imagine what is behind the last threshold at the end of my life. But I think that every tree of life near it will fly out the last leaf at the last moment.

8. The autumn wind accompanied the fallen leaves and started their journey by different routes. The vitality of spring has faded.

The color of spring and the heat of summer are buried by autumn. Autumn brings coolness, but it also brings sadness.

9. I often walk into this land in late autumn and look at the golden forests and fallen leaves. I feel the season of life cycle, the warmth of sunshine, the freshness and lightness of the green world and photosynthesis, and the inexhaustible oxygen, all of which delight my body and mind and decorate my beautiful clothes, but I also feel the shortness of life for the fallen leaves. I know the fallen leaves are falling. It is also for the sake of the tree of life to flourish and flourish. "Fallen leaves are not heartless things, but turn into spring mud to protect flowers." In fact, fallen leaves are changing into an invisible torrent of life in a tangible form of life. She melted the soil in spring and became a river. She deeply enriched the deep-rooted earth. 10, the autumn wind is bleak, rolling up the yellow leaves on the branches, dancing like a group of beautiful dead butterflies, and large yellow leaves rolling up and down in the wind, like rain.

Some leaves have turned dark orange, some are only yellow, and some are still half green and half yellow. Looking at the dead leaves standing on the branches yesterday, they fell one after another, and the ground was covered with a thick layer, lying on the cold ground, which made people feel distressed.

1 1, fallen leaves, some like boats sailing in the wind, some like acrobats tumbling, and some like gliders circling. 12, it's autumn again. I habitually looked up at the sky and saw leaves falling from the sky.

I think they should be cheerful, because they will return to the tree in a new form next year. However, I looked down and saw another scene.

13, look! Another one fell, like a flying yellow butterfly, flying in the air. On the verge of landing, a gust of wind blew and flew into the blue sky.

No, isn't there another butterfly flying? 14, sad autumn is also angry! Bleak, vegetation is declining, travel far, climb the mountain near the water and return. 15, autumn comes with the sound of fallen leaves, and the morning is 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.

4. What does it mean that people's hearts are like fallen leaves? You will be disappointed if you say that people are unpredictable.

There is trouble when you are alive.

No one in the world is perfect.

Look at other people's mistakes and think about your own.

Look at other people's shortcomings and forgive their difficulties.

The weaker the heart, the less painful it is.

The wider the heart, the more happiness.

When encountering misunderstanding, it is futile to argue again.

It is better to laugh it off and let time give the answer.

It is better to be silent than to be lovers.

Trouble has no root.

If you don't answer it, there will be nothing.

Everything in the world is just a thought.

If everything is important in your heart.

If nothing is the light in my heart.

People's hearts are like leaves

Die, die.

Don't be tempted easily, it won't hurt if you don't move.

The human heart is a container.

Refresh frequently and empty frequently.

Will go into battle light against the sun.

Flowers bloom for one season, and people live for a lifetime.

Know how to go with the flow and relax.

Impulse comes from passion, and calmness comes from cultivation.

Don't let the outside world impetuous yourself.

Want to open a natural smile

If I see through it, I must put it down.

Let go of greed and underestimate gains and losses

To taste happiness.

Flowers bloom and fall, that is the ups and downs of life.

Peaks and valleys, that's burning life.

Against the wind, that's the feeling of years.

Spring comes back to life, which is a unique scenery.

If you can't be the sun, be the brightest star.

If you can't take the main road, take the most beautiful path.

If you can't be a star, you can be an ordinary person.

Everything is the past, happiness is life.

5. A beautiful sentence about the sadness of fallen leaves 1. At this moment, a peach-shaped leaf fell in front of me, and I held it in my hand and thought: Maybe the Monkey King accidentally knocked off the small peach tree while stealing. As soon as it fell to the ground, it became a small leaf.

I put it under my nose and smelled it, as if it really smelled of peaches! Some people say that the fallen leaves in autumn are like snow in winter. In spring, snow will turn into water, water into steam, then into rain or snow, and return to the ground. In this way, snow will always surround the ground in some form. Today's autumn leaves can't seem to complete the same cycle as snow. The rustling of leaves when the wind blows them off is the last conversation between leaves and trees. It will be carried away by the wind, or burned by people, with tears in the blazing fire and reduced to ashes.

3. Fallen leaves are the jungle you decorate in autumn. The jungle is like a landscape painting, which makes autumn more gorgeous. It is your dance that is as happy as a dancer and flies like a butterfly, which brings us good feelings. 4. The autumn wind is bleak and cool, and the long yellow sand is rolled up, and the withered Ye Er flies with it.

Pieces like butterflies, like elves, floated in the sky for a long time and refused to fall. For a long time, it lay quietly on the ground again, telling the sad silence alone. Everything was so quiet.

I didn't hear the joy of harvest, I didn't see the fruitful results, and I couldn't imagine that this was the autumn I was waiting for. In this autumn, the only thing I am afraid of is only fallen leaves! Ben said that the melody of autumn was tense and radical, but he couldn't understand its rhythm, which was more like helplessness and melancholy in Autumn Moon in Han Palace.

I thought autumn was pleasant and picturesque, but what was real was bare branches and sparse trees. 5. The autumn wind gradually rises, and the flying leaves fall into the soil.

The setting sun sprinkled a gentle afterglow on them, and the leaves were golden and the last ray of light was blooming. That is the indelible scenery they left in the dust.

I closed my eyes and suddenly remembered: "Falling red is not a heartless thing. Turning into spring mud protects flowers more." 6. The autumn wind accompanied the fallen leaves and started their journey by different routes.

The vitality of spring has faded. The color of spring and the heat of summer are buried by autumn.

Autumn brings coolness, but it also brings sadness. 7. Look! In autumn, golden meadows are dotted with flaming red, that is, maple leaves fall gently in the breeze, just like red palms rushing to the earth and throwing themselves into the embrace of the earth, making the beautiful meadows shine like dazzling stars in the night sky, while the beautiful meadows are just like painters accidentally dropping flaming pigments on that golden field, making the autumn colors more charming.

Those yellow leaves lie irregularly on the ground, and the road bricks and asphalt roads are livid, keeping them out of the soil mercilessly. Fallen leaves are like homeless children, letting the wind blow them from East Street to West Street.

9. Fallen leaves are like beautiful butterflies. When they fall, every time they spin, they make people feel like a beautiful butterfly. Accompanied by the breeze, they danced on the drums of the wind and returned to the embrace of the earth. 10, autumn wind rustling, rolling up leaves.

Fly, fly ... The last yellow leaf finally fell in the depths of my eyes, gradually dispersed, gradually became smaller and finally disappeared. Before my eyes, I saw scenes of the past.

1 1. It is no longer light green but yellow. It has lost its former youth, only aging.

Maybe you will say it is ugly, because it has become a stain on the beauty of nature. However, I said it was beautiful. It is old now, but it was once brilliant. Now it will melt into the earth and become dirt. It will also nurture young trees and old trees to make their leaves more brilliant in the future.

12, I like the fallen leaves in autumn, and I like to cherish them deeply in my pages. In my drawer, in the beautiful world I decorated, I am looking for my life from the fallen leaves, looking for the color of my life, and looking for the origin where I can't be free and easy. The fallen leaves are not only the curtain call of the dance floor, but the construction of a new dance floor, in the noise, in the autumn wind and in the story. 13, lonely leaves. He feels lonely in this autumn. He is the main theme of autumn and also symbolizes the acme of everything.

Maple leaves are dyed red and ginkgo leaves are falling. I pity that he can't stand the cold winter and accompany me through the world of powder and jade. He is so handsome that there is no sadness.

In autumn, he came and went in a hurry, so busy, leaving no gap. 14, when I saw the fallen leaves, I thought of the teachers who were sweating. They educate us like spring breeze and let us grow sturdily. Seeing fallen leaves, I think autumn should not be sad; When I saw the fallen leaves, I thought of the cleaner. They are unknown, but they are doing extraordinary work in ordinary posts ... when I see fallen leaves, I think a lot.

15, look, there are pieces of leaves falling down, some dancing like butterflies, some flying like birds, and some spinning like dancers. I ran over and reached out to catch one.

Ha, like a golden boat. Maybe it fell because it wanted to throw itself into the arms of the river. I gently put it into the river.

The river spouted as if clapping. The "ship" gave me a gentle spin, said goodbye and began its interesting voyage.

16, walking alone in the courtyard, stepping into a shade, the rustling sound image at the foot is the whisper of life. Autumn wind rustling, playing a sad chord rhyme.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and a flock of geese pass by. Suddenly, a fallen leaf broke into my sight, gently brushed my cheek, quietly rotated in the autumn wind and slowly fell to the ground.

I slowly reached out my palm and let it float into mine. 17, squat down, pick up a fallen leaf and count the visible textures. I think life is so important that the wind blows for a while.

How many little leaves are there to find their mother? This short and meaningful ceremony is neither grand nor gorgeous, but it seems a little depressing in the autumn wind, but the end of the past is also the beginning of the present. The leaves have fallen off and gone deep into the soil, which can also be used as food. We will move on and start again.

6. Sentences related to fallen leaves The amber dusk has a faint haze, and tiny sunlight jumps on the clear window through the cracks in the leaves. Outside the window, a fallen leaf is quietly falling, and the leisurely curve suddenly makes my eyes shine. Unable to restrain my pounding heart, I walked into the path deep in the forest.

The fallen leaves hurried by. But I can't imagine what is behind the last threshold at the end of my life. But I think that every tree of life near it will fly out the last leaf at the last moment.

I looked up and saw a flaming maple forest. That maple leaf is so bright and warm. I walked into the maple forest, picked up a maple leaf and observed it carefully. This maple leaf looks like a beautiful red five-star and an open palm. Veins stretch freely among leaves, as if it were the most beautiful here, but quietly add a touch of beauty to maple leaves. I looked at the maple leaf again. The color of this maple leaf is really beautiful. It is big red, so bright and beautiful.

Yellow leaves, piece by piece, float gently on the water, like countless boats, slowly swing away with the wind.

The leaves on the tree turned yellow, and the fallen leaves danced up and down like golden birds.

All life has to precipitate to have thickness, and fallen leaves are actually an interpretation of complete life. The falling leaves are melodious, just completing the precipitation of life.

Look, a fallen leaf renders autumn colors; A season has passed.

7. Short sentences describing leaves 1. Maple leaves are like cute little hands, big and small, fat and thin, long and short. It seems that there are countless little hands greeting me and welcoming me.

2. The ancients said, "It's better to be a broken jade". I don't know whether autumn makes the leaves golden or the leaves make the autumn golden. Leaves seem to be born for autumn. The yellow-green in spring and the green in summer are not as good as the aura of autumn leaves. The autumn wind is cool, the afterglow is gentle, and the sky is full of rosy clouds. Chrysanthemum, a golden forest, leaves falling with the wind, spread a thick layer on the ground. Who dares to spoil such a scenery? I'm afraid I don't even have the courage to get close.

3. hey! Look, that fiery red should be maple leaf. Its broad leaves are like people's open palms, swaying in the wind. Was she embarrassed to see me peeking at her? Or to welcome the arrival of Miss Qiu? Perhaps because of her infinite love for Miss Qiu, her face became so bright red.

4. The fiery red maple leaves broke free from the shackles of books and floated lightly in the room. The trace of its movement is not fast, extremely soothing and extremely firm. Obviously, life has been separated from the trees on which it depends. However, the fiery red color has not weakened with the passage of life.

After the autumn frost, the color of leaves is difficult to express in words. It is dark red, dark red, like red but not red, like green but not green. Red mixed with green, green is full of red. In short, it contains various levels of red and green. Although there are many colors, Mr. Qiu blends well. More than one point is too bright, and less is too light. This is any painter.

6. There are several ginkgo trees by the roadside. The tree used to be covered with green "little fans". Under the touch of autumn wind, the color gradually turns from green to yellow. Pick up thin "small fans", some with green vertical stripes; Some edges are yellow, the middle is light green, and the whole leaves are yellow and green; There are also khaki vertical stripes, which feel like delicate skin and are extremely comfortable.