Talk about autumn and winter

Golden autumn has come. The sky is like a sapphire covering the earth. It has been wiped clean and beautiful by the autumn wind.

autumn rain hits their faces. Piles of dark gray clouds are pressing the earth low. It's already late autumn, the endless trees in the forest are all bare, and the old tree stands gloomily, covering its wrinkles with brown moss. Ruthless autumn stripped off their beautiful clothes, and they had to stand there withered and bald.

In autumn, poplar leaves are yellow, hanging on trees like yellow flowers; Falling in the air, like yellow butterflies; It landed in the river beside the tree, like a golden boat.

In autumn and October, the sparse leaves on the tree are as dry as dry tobacco leaves. Mother Earth opens her broad mind as if welcoming and hugging the returning children. The fallen leaves return to her arms and sleep with the earth sweetly.

as soon as September arrives, there will be autumn, which will slip in a foggy dawn and disappear in a hot afternoon. It tiptoed across the top of the tree, dyed a few leaves red, and then flew across the valley in a cluster and left.