Describe the end of autumn scenery

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

The beauty of autumn is rational-it is not as charming as spring, so hot in summer and so subtle in winter.

Autumn, harvest season, golden season-as lovely as spring, as enthusiastic as summer, as charming as winter.

The autumn sunshine is warm and quiet, the autumn wind in Dongxiang is warm and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious.

Autumn has come, 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 and behind the village, bent down, silently waiting for people to harvest in the autumn wind. In mid-air, the geese lined up in a "human" shape, singing happily, bidding farewell to people and slowly flying to the horizon. ......

Fenglin laid a red carpet on the ground. 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, purple ... clusters, clusters, facing the autumn wind, covered with frost, vying for beauty, spitting incense, everywhere, have become a colorful world.

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.

A ray of sunshine is like water, and maple trees are beside the clear path. Who weaved this veil with the red clouds in the early morning of the military camp and the white clouds in the early morning of late autumn?

Pure, maple leaf color, delicate and transparent heart, listen, the leaves and autumn wind sing, the spotless heart is like a mirror, and the homesickness of a gentle wanderer is like a song, telling the sincerity of love.

Harsh, maple leaf color, appreciate the tempering of years, first frost's beating is as firm as iron, weathered the stormy waves of life, calmly as a rock, and jumped to the bright red height of the peak. Frosted sideburns, precipitated, mature life.

Warm, maple leaf color, flashing dazzling joy, reflecting the dazzling sunshine of a beautiful day, touching every bark with warm kisses, calling for all life and distant gilded fields, full of red orchards, illuminating the golden autumn.

The warm maple leaf color, like a burning flame, represents passion and self-confidence. Expectation, the pursuit of beauty from this romance, expectation, shine in amazing eyes.

Soak in the color of maple, concentrate loyalty, tenacity, optimism and persistence, and render a beautiful picture of life with lofty sentiments.

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

Autumn, harvest season, golden season-as lovely as spring, as enthusiastic as summer, as charming as winter.

The autumn sunshine is warm and quiet, the autumn wind in Dongxiang is warm and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious.

Huang Chengcheng's ears of rice are hung with heavy heads, cotton peaches are like small trees, and full of tidbits are like eggs. Ah, not rice fields, but an ocean of gold; Not a cotton field, but a world of silver.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the forest is dyed golden; Walking in this dense forest in the sun really has a unique flavor.

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

In autumn, poplar leaves are 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.

In late autumn, the leaves turn yellow and fall to the ground like a yellow carpet, but the cockscomb can't bear to thank you. In the cold autumn, it is quite independent.

Thousands of trees have red leaves, and the deeper the autumn, the redder it is. From a distance, they are like rolling flames.

Golden autumn has come, and the sky covers the earth like a sapphire. Clean by the autumn wind, beautiful.

In autumn, red apples open green leaves and look out; Jujube is covered with branches like a little red lantern; Grapes like purple agate hang in strings under the grape trellis. How charming!

There are dead leaves half a foot deep in the bushes. As soon as the wind blows, they spin and fly, and then scatter evenly, covering the path that spirals diagonally to the top of the mountain.

In the paddy field, a piece of rice in Huang Chengcheng turns up with the autumn wind, and in the green vegetable field, the full leaves are shining with crystal dew.

In autumn, the sky is clear and white clouds are smiling. Tall poplars are clapping their hands, and the wind is quietly conveying good news.

In autumn, after a fierce harvest, everything faded in a blink of an eye, and a large area of land was exposed to yellow.

Autumn wind blows gently, cool, blowing flowers and trees, as if a warm mother is gently humming a lullaby to send her children into a sweet dream.

Autumn symbolizes maturity and harvest.

As soon as the autumn wind passes, the grains are fragrant. That piece of farmland, from a distance, looks like a thousand waves rolling; Looking carefully, rice bent over with laughter, sorghum turned red and corn was happy.

You are more prosperous and colorful in autumn than in spring.

Isn't it often said that autumn is golden? Indeed, she has brought abundant fruits to nature and provided countless foods to many creatures, including people, to prolong their lives.

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

The beauty of autumn is rational-it is not as charming as spring, so hot in summer and so subtle in winter.

Autumn, harvest season, golden season-as lovely as spring, as enthusiastic as summer, as charming as winter.

The autumn sunshine is warm and quiet, the autumn wind in Dongxiang is warm and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious.

Autumn is coming, and chrysanthemums are in bloom. There are red, yellow, purple and white. How beautiful!

Autumn has come and the fruit is ripe. Pears are in Huang Chengcheng, apples are red and grapes are shining.

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

The beauty of autumn is rational-it is not as charming as spring, so hot in summer and so subtle in winter.

Autumn, harvest season, golden season-as lovely as spring, as enthusiastic as summer, as charming as winter.

The autumn sunshine is warm and quiet, the autumn wind in Dongxiang is warm and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious.

When September comes, there will be autumn, which will slip away in the foggy dawn and disappear in the hot afternoon. It tiptoed through the top of the tree, dyed some leaves red, and then flew over the valley in droves and left.

In another night or two, the autumn frost will cover the valley under the moon, and then retreat to the northern mountains for a short stay, so that the golden early autumn can gently soothe the earth. There is a faint smell of fennel in the sky. And the fragrance of Jin Ju. The fog billowed and was broken by the moonlight in September, revealing a blue sky.

Autumn, always the blue sky, will suddenly turn its face and reveal a sinister color. Tropical typhoon accompanied by Miyun rainstorm, flood undercurrent surging, the recovered grassland is a little pale. However, the typhoon and rainstorm flashed by, and the strong airflow still shook the dazzling waves. At this time, only migratory birds from the north know this warm bed, and the flying swans, geese and wild ducks are like a dark cloud, which makes it even more gloomy.

I don't know how long it took, as if a tense struggle was finally revealed. The field breathed from its broad chest, and the slopes and dams were as clear as water. Trees and crops in the air began to sway in the breeze, and the leaves became calm and wide. Dew came back, wet the ridge in the morning and evening, and hung quietly in the field. Lululan also came to the dam, floating quietly and never returning to the valley. Although the sunshine is still bright, it is no longer painful, but it becomes broad-minded and clear, as if it is finally powerless, and it is impossible to steam the field and reconcile with it; ..... Autumn is coming!

The sight of jumping into the window gave me a feeling of deja vu. Blue sky and white clouds, wild mountains, weeds washed yellow by autumn frost, just like a virgin in a golden gauze, naked and ivory, dancing in the bleak autumn wind, showing a charming appearance. Standing on the top of the mountain, Qiuyang, like a mighty god of war, shook off his bloody shirt, splashed on the grass, infiltrated into the stream below the mountain, sobbed and flowed outward with countless ripples, from ancient times to the present, from the distant past to the infinite future.

Isn't it often said that autumn is golden? Indeed, she has brought abundant fruits to nature and provided countless foods to many creatures, including people, to prolong their lives.

Golden butterfly! Who are you dancing for? Flowers have lost their smiles and grass has lost its luster. Oh, I see. What are you doing for the flashing daisies in the garden?

Pear trees are covered with pears from Huang Chengcheng, just like lovely gourds. Look carefully, there are many small freckles on pear's face! There are many pears, and the more branches bend, the more pears sit on the ground.

Walking into the field is like being in a golden ocean. Under the sunlight, it sparkles, and heaven and earth are integrated, and it is golden everywhere.

Rice is growing well. Each ear of rice has more than 80 grains, and each grain is full of a big belly that is about to burst. Its stem is thin, but tough. Although it has been bent, it never lies down. Its roots, like eagle's claws, cling to the earth, regardless of wind and rain, without moving at all. Look, the old man over there is harvesting crops. He waved his sickle skillfully. After a period of time, the airtight rice fields are cut several times, which seems to be a golden road leading to happiness. People in the distant grain fields are also busy …

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.

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.

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.

What a beautiful autumn! Here, it is no longer scorched earth and ashes. It is a bustling place, and Qian Shan is covered with red carpets. Korean pine covered with elastic skins is still alive, standing proudly on the high rocks, whistling in the valley and flying slowly in the rice fields in vain.

When the steep west wind brushes the sky higher and higher; When the stranger's child looks at the last south flying goose; When the boundless grass on the vast field is swaying and turning yellow-at this time, it is autumn, and it is the season when trees fall leaves.

In the middle of the night after autumn, the moon goes down and the sun hasn't come out yet, leaving only a blue sky; Everything fell asleep except the things that traveled at night.

The dusk in late autumn always comes quickly, and the sun sets in the western hills before Shan Ye is dispersed by the evaporated water vapor of the sun. As a result, the blue wind in the valley, with a strong coolness, drove the white fog and wandered down the mountain; The shadow of the mountain peak fell on the village more quickly, and the shadow became thicker and thicker, gradually blending with the night, but it was soon dyed silver-gray by the moonlight candle.

The moon, which is not round, gradually rises to the sky. A transparent gray cloud, lightly covering the moonlight, seems to be a wisp of light smoke in the field, as if falling into a dream. After the sunset glow passed, the smoke in the fields disappeared, and the water was as clear as light, washing the soft autumn night.

One autumn night, the sky in Gao Lu was thick, and a crescent moon hung 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 sounded the sound of autumn insects, and occasionally accompanied by several accompaniment, the fruit blew on 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.

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.

On a cool and sunny autumn night, the bright red Mars in the starry sky adds a lot of luster and interest to us. Recently, after eight o'clock every night, Mars rises from the horizon in the southeast. It is brighter than any star in the nearby sky. No matter where you are, it is easy to find it.

The fallen leaves in the north render a tragic atmosphere! The fallen leaves are dyed golden yellow or even scarlet. The first thing that may fall is just two pieces, just like a golden butterfly with two broken souls. But then, there was a golden red shower. Then, a golden red carpet was laid under the tree. On this carpet, the iron is cast like that. Bare and scattered trunks and branches pierce the high blue sky and faint clouds.

Fruit trees in the north are also a miracle for Qiu Lai. The first is jujube; It will grow up in the corner, on the wall, beside the toilet and at the door of the kitchen. This is the heyday of autumn. Jujubes are like olives and pigeon eggs, showing light green and yellowish colors in small oval leaves. Jujube leaves fall, jujube is red, and there will be a northwest wind.

The autumn wind galloped across the field happily, and everything in the field turned golden yellow. Pieces of gauze-like white clouds floated slowly, as if they were reluctant to leave the beautiful autumn scenery in the world.

I like autumn best all year round. Love autumn, lofty and pure; Love autumn wind, fresh and cool; Love autumn rain, misty; Like the colors of autumn, colorful and dazzling; Love the breath of autumn, mature and charming.