Composition on the first day of autumn

In our daily life, composition is the most familiar to everyone. The composition must focus on the theme and elaborate on the same theme. No rambling, lax theme or even no theme. Do you know how to write a standardized composition? The following is a collection of 600 words (10 selection) about the autumn composition of grade one. Welcome to read, I hope you will like it.

The first composition in autumn 1 came quietly without knowing it, and the golden autumn came.

Gradually, the leaves turn yellow, the geese fly south, and gradually, the excitement will turn into silence, and sowing will go to harvest.

The spring breeze is mild, Xia Feng is hot, the autumn wind is bleak, and the winter wind is biting. The autumn wind blows head-on, refreshing. On a quiet autumn day, the bleak autumn wind blows across the golden land, rolling up the fallen leaves and drifting away, giving people a bleak feeling. "Autumn is sad and lonely since ancient times", and the culprit is autumn wind.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, the autumn air is crisp, the autumn wind is bleak, and chrysanthemums are in full bloom. In autumn, except pine and cypress, it will belong to chrysanthemum. In the cold wind, chrysanthemums can still face the wind with a unique attitude, which is no less than plum blossoms in winter. Colorful chrysanthemums compete with each other and open, red as fire, yellow as gold and white as snow. Close your eyes and savor it carefully, as if your heart is full of chrysanthemum. On the branch, the bird is singing, which is not the long tune it sings, but the spirit of chrysanthemum!

"Frost leaves are redder than February flowers", yes, an autumn wind blew and pieces of dead leaves fell sparsely. Under the cover, red and golden leaves can be seen everywhere on the mountain, on the road, on the lawn and by the river, making a rustling sound when stepping on their feet.

An autumn rain and a cold rain in autumn are very "sad reminders". When it rains, it doesn't rain much, but the wind is biting, which makes people tremble. The original autumn was only cool, but when it rained, people came and went in a hurry with umbrellas, some with their hands tucked in their sleeves and some rubbing their hands.

Autumn is really a season of love and hate.

Autumn is like youth. It stands proudly in the cold wind.

Autumn is like a middle-aged man, who has passed half his life and began to look back on history and look forward to the future.

Autumn is like an old man. It spent the next years silently, waiting for the arrival of the new year.

The arrival of the National Day didn't bring me any pleasure. "Why? Is it not good to have a holiday? " Maybe you will ask. But you know what? I'm going to visit a city today, but this autumn rain is neither touching you like a mother's hand like a spring rain, nor stop for a minute like a summer rain, nor charming like a winter snow. That sad autumn rain, inspired by the autumn wind, kept harassing me, but I couldn't escape his clutches in the street, so I had to hit him head on.

Today's one-day trip made me hate this pleasant autumn rain. This reminds me of a few days ago, when I was studying at night on 10, I was already very tired. However, it still bothers me and makes me want to take an umbrella and a flashlight in the boundless darkness. To make matters worse, I have to go home by bike. Every fork in the road, every turn, every moment is testing my driving skills. This autumn night trip made my heart have a nameless fire, burning violently, and I couldn't help complaining about the autumn rain, which made me feel again.

Let's talk about these days. Most farmers' uncles' rice is dried outside. Although some of them were not sunburned, they were all cut. At this moment when the sun is badly needed, the autumn rain just ran down to join in the fun. The farmer's uncle's rice has just been spread on the ground to dry, and then he should sit patiently and put it away. Even some rice is moldy without drying in the sun, and the loss is huge. Crops such as corn and persimmon have to be postponed, and the harvested crops are either unsalable or have been "turned into spring mud". This is a loss of money for farmers, but how sad and regrettable it is for a fruit that has broken ground, sprouted, grown and matured!

Why are you so sad in the autumn rain? If you really want to help others, please come back in the dead of night. Although it is very low-key, your low-key can make farmers get wealth and fruits get their due value. This is not a bad thing. I hope you can listen and accept my suggestion gladly.

Looking at the lilies beside my desk, I can't help thinking of my childhood. Speaking of childhood, everyone will think of primary school life, which is so pure and unforgettable!

"Wow!" My classmates and I were walking in on the boulevard on campus, and we couldn't help saying, "There are many fallen leaves!" Yes, the campus in autumn is very beautiful. A golden wind blew, the leaves rustled, and then fell like a yellow butterfly. How like the snow in winter in the north! From a distance, the ground is golden, just like a piece of gold inlaid on the ground.

At this time, although the scenery is beautiful, we will suffer! Why? Because we are going to sweep the fallen leaves! Sometimes, I really can't bear to sweep away the leaves and always want to keep the scenery.

We came to this "holy land" with brooms and trash cans. It seems that everyone is unwilling to "package" these lovely fallen leaves. So, the monitor said to everyone, "We don't want to see these fallen leaves swept away, but we must clean them up today. All right! I'll give you a minute to have a good look at this' gold'! " So, everyone stood quietly, enjoying the beautiful autumn scenery.

I don't know who is so naughty. He grabbed a handful of fallen leaves and threw them into the sky, saying, "Look, is it like yellow snow falling from the sky?" Then, the fallen leaves swished down from the sky. This moment is really beautiful! As a result, everyone put down their brooms, grabbed a pile of fallen leaves from the ground and threw them into the sky, just like "catkins are caused by the wind"! It seems that everyone is back to childhood. Happy days passed quickly, and we all forgot the time. We're crazy! After the teacher knows, we are not far from "Devil's Day"-the whole class will be punished! However, everyone thinks it is worth it!

Childhood is so pure and happy, as the saying goes, "a thousand dollars can't buy happiness." The fragrant lily beside me has withered, and my childhood has gradually "withered". The only thing that didn't "wither" was that beautiful memory and pure friendship. "Holding the fragrance of rose leaves in your hand" is a good proverb.

One morning in late autumn, a veil-like mist enveloped the earth. I walked on the country road to grandma's house and watched the charming autumn.

Look! The orchard is full of excitement and beauty. I was immediately attracted by the beautiful scenery of the orchard. The orchard is the most beautiful in autumn. Wow! There is a bumper harvest everywhere. The fruit trees are flourishing, and the green branches and leaves are shining in the sun, as if someone had oiled them. The branches are covered with red and big apples, which look like lanterns from a distance. How nice! Huh? What is that? Huang Chengcheng's is like a golden bell hanging on a tree. I ran over. Oh! It turned out to be a sweet and fragrant pear. Looking closer, it looks more like a chubby gourd doll hanging on a branch. Smile with love and welcome me. Look over there. Who is the neighbor with a pear tree? Ah! Grape racks are covered with strings of purple grapes like agate, green grapes like pearls, purple grapes like cloves, green grapes like jade, big and round, like strings of crystal balls, crystal clear makes people drool.

The fields in autumn are more beautiful. Looking around, the endless rice is golden yellow, like gold scattered all over the floor, and like a long and wide yellow carpet. Heavy ears of grain nodded frequently, full of sorghum blushed, and golden corn like a horn grinned at people. ...

The Woods in autumn are also beautiful. The leaves on the tree are yellow. When the cool autumn wind blows, some leaves fall like butterflies flying and athletes parachuting. The autumn sky is also beautiful. It is as blue as the sea, and white clouds float slowly like canoes. Autumn is really cool!

Look at the chrysanthemum garden in autumn. The chrysanthemums are blooming one after another. Look, some are like white jade, some are like crystal, some are like gold, and some are like sunrise. How colorful it is! Waves of someone's fragrance come to the nose, which is fascinating. Autumn is so beautiful! Beauty lies in the chrysanthemum garden, in the sky, in the Woods and in the fields. Beauty lies in the joy of people's harvest-it is a fruitful result watered with sweat!

Wow! Autumn is a painting. I love autumn, love the beauty of autumn, love the colorful autumn.

Unconsciously, the hot summer passed and the cool autumn came. Autumn sunshine is warm, autumn sky is blue, autumn fields are fruitful, and autumn farms are full of laughter.

Look! The endless fields first let you feel the news of autumn. In the field, golden corn grinned, and some even showed rows of neat "teeth"; Sorghum is ripe, like drinking wine in the field, and the whole body is red, like a burning flame; In the paddy field, the rice is ripe, and the ears of rice are bent by heavy fruits. Seen from a distance, the rice fields are in the sun. Just like a golden ocean, when the golden wind blows, layers of waves surge and roll in, which is spectacular.

When I came to the orchard, a cool autumn wind blew and the leaves danced like fairy flowers. The red apples on the apple tree are like the shy faces of fat dolls with sweet smiles; Huang Chengcheng's pear on the pear tree is like a lovely gourd, covered with branches; Persimmon trees are covered with red "little lanterns", which are crowded together in groups of three or five, making people salivate; The grapes on the grape rack are crystal clear and watery, like purple balls carved out of crystal.

Walking leisurely on the gravel road in the country. Suddenly, there was a fragrance on my face, which made me feel refreshed. It turned out to be osmanthus! Look! Sweet-scented osmanthus trees are covered with yellow flowers as big as rice grains, finely broken and densely dotted among green leaves, but they can't hide their charming long fragrance; At this time, the red maple on the roadside also turns from green to red, with red on the top and green on the bottom, which has a unique flavor; Looking far away, chrysanthemums are also competing to open! They have their own characteristics, such as red as fire, white as snow, pink as chardonnay, clusters, beautiful, elegant and changeable, so charming and amazing!

Ah! Autumn is so beautiful! I love autumn!

Since ancient times, autumn has always been a season shrouded in melancholy, so feel autumn. Autumn conquest, autumn execution. Autumn wind is bleak, autumn rain is faint, autumn leaves are falling, and Qiu Si is continuous. People like to send autumn with faint sadness, and blame the sadness brought by parting on the wind, the rain and the leaves.

The continuous autumn rain has added the feeling of "cutting constantly and returning to chaos" in my heart; The autumn wind is ruthless, and the yellow leaves fall from the sky, leaving only the shell of the tree that has lost its soul. This image of autumn really makes people feel lost and sad.

Man, did you close your eyes, feel nature with your heart, and communicate with Qiu in another way, maybe you will have a different taste in your heart.

Autumn has experienced the prosperity of spring and the enthusiasm of summer. It no longer pursues beauty and glory, but quietly blends into another world. Life should be the same, not too many brilliant spring flowers, not too many noisy impetuous, only a quiet maturity and autumn-like depth.

Autumn wind, gently brushing your cheeks, makes people sigh, as if smelling a cool breath, light and sweet.

Autumn rain, thin and sharp. Seeing the rain, romantic people may think how comfortable it is to count the rain in the distance! Standing by the lake with an umbrella and staring at the ripples caused by raindrops, romantic people may think that beauty is interlinked. In the sky, it is a cloud, and it is a fish that falls. Sprinkle on the lake, beautiful and clear.

The yellow leaves are shivering in the autumn wind, telling the world the beauty and lush green. Once, it showed the only green color in life without reservation. Urged by the autumn wind, it left the tree and bid farewell to the once beautiful lush without nostalgia. Because it has a bigger ideal-turning into spring mud to protect flowers more. The swaying yellow leaves leave the track of seasonal changes, and the trees are more upright, which is a kind of free and easy and calm that nothing can whitewash. Shouldn't life be the same?

Autumn is no longer a spokesman for parting sadness, because it is more of a calm and free and easy. ...

Autumn is a good season. This season, there are red maple leaves, faint mist and cool frost. Poets often list it as the object of description. I am no exception.

Today, the weather is very cold. It's just that winter is not here yet, autumn is not over yet, and it's another late autumn.

There are many trees on campus, but because of the arrival of autumn, most of them have lost their leaves, leaving only the old trunk. Trees without leaves are particularly thin and look miserable. There are naturally many fallen leaves on the ground, like a soft cushion, fluffy and comfortable to step on.

During the break, my classmates and I habitually came to the corridor to look into the distance, for our own eyes and to appreciate the late autumn. Because I know that it is a pity not to see the only beautiful scenery in this year. Autumn is thick everywhere, followed by bursts of cold air, which makes people have to become slightly bloated. Of course, there are also some girls who love beauty, still wearing thin fashion clothes, walking around the campus, beautifully dressed.

Autumn rain is continuous, sometimes continuous. Look at this crystal clear world. Ten million drops of diamonds were sprinkled on this dry land and instantly became wet. It's still raining, and when I wake up, I can still see the diamond-like figure, coming to the world with the love of the earth in autumn.

Pieces of autumn leaves and continuous autumn rain blend together to draw a delicate landscape map. The fallen leaves became free-falling, drifting in the autumn wind and autumn rain. Soft autumn rain caresses every corner, and I quietly appreciate this painting, passers-by, pedestrians in a hurry, cars driving slowly. I long for all the pictures in front of me to freeze in an instant. Because it's really beautiful, intoxicating and lovely. Although it is a season when flowers fade, I can still feel the life in autumn, which seems to be a legendary life with soul. There is no warmth in spring, no cold in winter, with a touch of melancholy and a touch of desolation.

When watermelons and popsicles no longer dominate, autumn comes.

Although it is autumn, the sun is still high, and the autumn girl is shut out, without a trace of coolness. Who is in the mood to go out for exercise in such hot weather? It's hard to survive the cruelest physical education class on a hot day, and the first autumn rain finally came to us. Drizzle, crystal clear, cold, a little bit, fell on my arms and legs, cool. Ah, the autumn we have been longing for for for a long time, you have finally come!

The second news of autumn is in the orchard. A year has passed, and oranges are scrambling to see what has happened to the familiar orchard. Oh! The persimmon brothers are also mature, and most of them are new friends. They are really like little lanterns! Enthusiastic oranges quickly mixed with persimmons. Sister pomegranate heard their voices, looked at them curiously and grinned. Crystal clear teeth with pink cheeks are really cute! Seeing that Sister Pomegranate is so cute, Apple is unhappy. She thought: I am the most beautiful princess here, I am not convinced! So, the apple showed its beautiful cheeks, and everyone looked at it and said, "The apple is really beautiful." "Wow, she is so beautiful." Even the pomegranate clapped in shame.

After an autumn rain and a cold, people began to add clothes. From a distance, the clothing store has become a unified sweater and coat. People in the street no longer use fans, but wear short sleeves and warm autumn clothes. Oh, before long, beginning of winter will be in June 165438+ October.

In late autumn, mosquitoes made a final struggle. Look, they fly around people askew, like drunkards. If you are not careful, you will die at our hands. With the decrease of mosquitoes, autumn is slowly disappearing.

In autumn, although we miss you, you will eventually leave. You awakened winter with the last autumn rain. Qiu, see you next year!

When the passion that bloomed for a summer gradually faded, an autumn wind took away the last trace of residual heat. At the same time, the colorful world began to be set in golden yellow.

On a cool autumn night, the stars in the sky are dazzling. I just fell off my pillow and quietly experienced the coolness of this autumn.

There have been many sad autumn days since ancient times. Autumn is easy to make people feel depressed, so is the ancients; Du Fu let the autumn wind blow his temples white, and Ma Zhiyuan let the autumn sorrow heartbroken. The faint homesickness is Qiu Si; Sad parting is the sadness of autumn; Whispering autumn wind, continuous autumn rain, dribs and drabs of thoughts come to mind. In the eyes of most ancient people, Qiu's character was sad.

My point of view is different, as Liu Yuxi said: "Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times, and I say autumn is not as good as today." I think autumn is poetic and affectionate. Not only autumn, but everything in autumn has a deep charm. Fallen leaves are acacia in autumn: the autumn moon is bright; The autumn wind is bright; Rain is the deep feeling of autumn. What a poetic autumn scenery!

The autumn of poetry is also beautiful! So I like autumn poetry, especially in the late autumn night, leaning against the bed, enjoying poetry by dim light and listening to the rustling sound of books in my hand. Unconsciously, I felt as if I were sitting under a big tree, and the leaves were falling with the wind, like a butterfly dancing wearily. There was a piece in my hand, and I looked at it pityingly. It has no resentment, only a heart that returns to the earth. I looked up and saw that the hard workers were harvesting fruits. The golden yellow was their sweat and their hope! Autumn is the harvest season, which is the real connotation under its bleak appearance.

It was dead of night when I was out of my mind. I put my book aside and fell asleep, but it began to rain outside. Don't worry, it will surprise your dreams. Its delicate and light pace makes people feel moved, as if telling gently: why not cut the candle at the west window and talk about the rain at night. That affection is love!

If summer is an essay about lovers, then autumn is a poem, profound and lasting, but delicate. It makes me feel that life is tasteful!

When it comes to autumn, people always think of the words bleak, sad and missing to describe autumn. Indeed, ancient literati always express their inner loneliness in autumn, and the desolation and tragic "fallen leaves fall like waterfalls, and I see the long river always rolling forward"; The "blue sky, yellow leaves. The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky. The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water. The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is also outside. " My worry ... Every time I read these poems, I feel sad.

Autumn belongs to Xiao Suo. In spring, birds fly towards the phoenix, and flowers bloom and fall; The joy of cicada singing in summer is the elegance of lotus; Winter is wrapped in silver, a kind of youthful and elegant beauty; And only in autumn, the flowers fall and the birds move south, leaving only a mountain of maple leaves and withered leaves. How can I make people not sad?

But I like autumn best. Although there is a kind of sadness, when you step on the vast land where the red leaves are rustling and the sound is endless, sit on the floor, listen to the flute of the shepherd boy coming from a distance, close your eyes and enjoy the peace comfortably. Only at this time can you feel that you are truly integrated into nature.

What a beautiful word this situation is!

Every autumn, I always love to go back to my hometown in the countryside. At night, the cool breeze blows gently, and I sit under a crooked neck tree, smelling the fragrance of osmanthus in the garden, eating Osmanthus Jelly in my mouth and counting the number of leaves falling to the ground. This is a kind of quiet, a kind of spiritual release. At that moment, I forgot the distress of life and the pressure of study. I just quietly looked at the smoke rising in the distance and looked up at the geese in South Africa. I feel like I am in a fairyland.

After dinner, I talked with my grandfather about the past and the present. Li Qingzhao's "Mo Tao is not scattered, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers"; In A Dream of Red Mansions, Lin Daiyu's anxiety about "Leng Yue's Burying the Soul of Flowers": My Farewell My Concubine, moved by the red leaves, is full of sadness and poetry.

The rain rhyme in early autumn, like a silver thread throwing pearls, is like dancing and singing, the mountains and rivers are foggy, and the scenery is misty and rainy, which isolates the desolation of the world, clears away the disturbing thoughts and revels in it.