Autumn leaves are beautiful.

1, 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 just the curtain call of the stage, but the construction of a new dance floor, in the noise, in the autumn wind and in the story.

I am walking in the maple forest, surrounded by trees. Autumn has come and will pass. What did the autumn wind take away? Is it gone? Are you still happy? ..... the heartstrings are floating in the wind. There are endless fantasies in my heart, still staying in that blooming season. What will be left in this deciduous season? Is it that innocence or that passion? The change and passage of time has diluted the persistence in my heart, but left bitter memories. Time is boundless, the outer wall of time can't be touched, and its wings can't be caught. It passed so fast, perhaps, it disappeared like a fallen leaf. Come so quietly, go so hastily, so calmly.

The red maple leaves make people feel the beauty of autumn. The unique shape of maple leaf is like a small paw, which looks very playful. Like a lively peacock. The "small blood vessels" of maple leaves are staggered and dazzling. The maple leaf is about 13cm long, slightly wider than the length. There are several prominent "small teeth" on the biggest three "claws", which are very cute. The maple leaf fell gently in my hand and was blown away by a breeze, not just where to travel. In the sun, the red leaves of that tree are so dazzling, layered and dense, really like a burning flame. It beckons to us in the wind, as if to show its exuberant vitality. I stared at the flaming maple leaf, and I couldn't help thinking of Du Mu's poem "Stop and love the maple forest late, the frost leaves are redder than the February flowers". What a lovely wind.

4. Picking up a few fallen leaves that fell at my feet like elves, I was surprised to find that the fallen leaves in autumn were so colorful: the thick green did not fade, but added mature gold; It may be old, and its face is only brown. Although there is no gorgeous sunset, no gentle and elegant willow, it is enough to touch people's hearts. Green as jade, brown as night, golden as chardonnay ... interwoven into a colorful picture on the ground.

5. Autumn leaves are so colorful, yellow as gold, green as jade and red as fire. Let the girls in autumn look particularly enchanting. A cool breeze blew, and golden leaves, waving handfuls of small fans, fell from the air as if telling a beautiful fairy tale.

6. 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.