Talk about autumn beautifully.

On Aestheticism in Autumn (80 Selected Sentences)

With the rapid development of social networks and information technology, more and more people will speak in their spare time and record their daily lives. Do you often not know what to say? The following is my beautiful talk about autumn (selected 80 sentences), welcome to share.

Beautiful talk about autumn 1 1, autumn, you are more prosperous than spring, you are more colorful than spring.

2. The orchards in autumn are full of vitality. Orange-red oranges are like small lanterns, swaying in the breeze, with a smile on their faces; Apple's general's red face finally showed a smile; The big and round pomegranate shows a row of teeth replaced by crystal silver, which is very cute; Huang Chengcheng, golden pineapples are arranged in an orderly way like pearls. How beautiful! Persimmons are big, fiery red, as delicate as handicrafts, and soft to bite. My Sweetie's persimmons are more delicious than peaches. ...

The autumn wind blew across the lawn and turned the grass yellow. The trees put on yellow pajamas and the flower beds were covered with golden clothes. The leaf began its short journey, which was not the case. The path was wrapped tightly by it so as not to be blown by the northwest wind. Osmanthus fragrans is also surrounded by openness, emitting a refreshing fragrance.

4. The golden autumn is coming. The sky covers the earth like a sapphire. Clean by the autumn wind, beautiful.

The sand dunes are covered with dense thatch. It is the early autumn season, the grass has lost its edge, began to wither, become cold and yellow, and become softer and weaker in the wind.

6, autumn grass is affectionate, want to die; Yellow flowers are unintentional, attracting Nanshan to overlook. Buildings intersect and smoke billows, which is the endless poetry of autumn.

7. When the golden osmanthus is in full bloom, we can smell the fragrance far away, waiting for us to visit.

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

9. Until September 8, Qiu Lai, I will be in full bloom; Blooming chrysanthemums are in full bloom, Chang 'an is fragrant, the city is bathed in the fragrance of chrysanthemums-Italy, and the land is like golden chrysanthemums.

10, quietly, involuntarily, I slowly picked up a fallen leaf. Gently stroking its delicate texture, I suddenly raised a kind of respect in the face of the selfless heart of a small member in nature.

1 1, probably this season always gives people a feeling of autumn mourning, and it is inevitable that there will be some faint feelings about early autumn.

12, autumn is really a beautiful picture. The sun is setting, the autumn wind is rustling, the flute is blowing and the reeds are flying. The lake is blue, the beach is quiet, the fruits are fragrant, and the moon is high.

Qiu Feng is still a naughty boy. She came to the road and blew the leaves on the tree. When she saw the leaves dancing like golden butterflies, she skipped away.

14, autumn is like a middle-aged man who has passed the age of no doubt, falling into prosperity, wealth and wisdom; Autumn is like the god of color, making nature colorful; Autumn is like a god of joy, bringing people the joy of harvest.

15, the grass is yellow, the leaves are yellow, and I hear the wind rustling on the leaves.

16, I began to get used to the quiet and elegant temperament of autumn, without the splendor of spring, the impetuousness of summer and the tranquility of winter, but with an understatement of calmness and comfort.

17, autumn in the Woods. The Woods are yellow. Ginkgo leaves turned yellow and floated to the foot of the mother tree, just like handfuls of small fans, fanning away the summer heat.

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

19, the autumn wind blows the leaves, but after watching all the flowers bloom and fall this year, I can't help secretly sighing that the course of a life has ended in such a hurry.

20. In autumn, after a fierce harvest, everything faded in a blink of an eye, and the endless land was bare.

The beautiful talk about autumn is 2 1. The wind in early autumn hides the residual temperature in late summer. Flowers bloom silently, and flowing water knows. A lotus flower is blown into the fragrance of a poem by the wind.

2. Autumn rain rustling, this is her performance. Yellow rice fields, yellow string of fragrant bananas, yellow everywhere golden. Harvest autumn colors. Ah! Autumn rain, may you play a more euphemistic rhythm and play new music!

3. Autumn has come quietly, with light footsteps and the hope and joy of harvest.

4. When the fruit is ripe, the farmer's uncle smiled happily! 34. The red leaves of thousands of trees are redder in late autumn. From a distance, they roll like a flame.

The autumn wind blows, and the fallen leaves float, float and float, and jump into the embrace of the soil.

6. The apple is red, like a shy face of a little girl, opening the green leaves and looking out; Pears are from Huang Cancan, like small golden gourd; Jujube is covered with branches like a little red lantern; Grape rosewood, like agate, hangs in strings on the grape rack. Everybody, you squeeze me, I squeeze you, and everyone is ready to be picked!

7. Autumn wind blows leaves, or after watching all the flowers bloom and fall in this year, I can't help secretly sighing that a life has ended in a hurry.

8. Since last night, the naughty north wind can't wait to get in through the window gap, making people feel cool and refreshing, sweeping away the suffocating summer heat for several days. Gradually, the north wind seems to blow harder and harder. I felt a chill coming, and I was busy wrapping myself in a blanket.

Yesterday, my father and I went to collect the autumn leaves of four kinds of fruits. They are all oval. Pomegranate autumn leaves are green and yellow, autumn leaves are yellow, more green and less longan, more orange and less yellow, and a little green litchi. Only one color is brown. I wonder what color other autumn leaves are. I will have the opportunity to observe them more in the future to increase my knowledge.

10, some people say that autumn is lonely and desolate. It is also said that autumn is a kind of beauty and a kind of hope. Autumn, this season, we understand the true meaning of life, understand a higher level of responsibility and beauty. This kind of beauty is not superficial or superficial. This kind of beauty is a heavy harvest in crops, a fruit full of branches, and flowers blooming in the garden after the storm.

1 1, autumn grass has feelings and wants to die; Yellow flowers are unintentional, attracting Nanshan to overlook. Buildings intersect and smoke billows, which is the endless poetry of autumn.

12, Aunt Qiu went into the field and painted the endless Tanobe golden yellow. The rice has grown tall, the seedlings are mature, the wheat is laughing, the corn is bent with laughter, and the sorghum is red. The farmer's uncle is happy to see it!

13, the grass is yellow, the leaves are yellow, and I hear the wind rustling on the leaves.

14, bees finish picking honey from flowers and hum their thanks; The leaves were cooled by the breeze, and I thanked them in a low voice. Gratitude, learn to be grateful. Hard work is the best reward for your parents. Autumn is the most mature scenery. From now on, cherish youth and don't wait until you are old to leave resentment. It is precisely because of the transparent beauty of autumn that the core of our life can become brilliant and bright.

15, beginning of autumn, autumn wind blowing gently, autumn, boundless beauty, constitute the whole world. Autumn has come and I like it very much.

16, there is always inexplicable sadness in autumn, endless sadness, which continues to the distant land. Autumn, withered season, there will always be some inexplicable sadness in my heart, I don't know why?

17, full of rice, yellow farmers' hope. Like the golden sunshine in autumn, I hung on my parents' dark faces. At the moment when the sweat slipped, my dream began to fly from my parents' shoulders. ...

18, outside the window, the autumn rain is falling, cold and clear, like an elf falling into the dust, dancing and singing lightly, but ethereal. When the autumn wind blows, the coolness suddenly rises. I couldn't help making a cup of hot tea. I quietly watched the leaves slowly stretch their posture in the smoke, smelling the faint tea fragrance and sipping gently. The heat flow dispelled the coolness, but my thoughts became more and more dense with the rain. Autumn wind and autumn rain are the easiest to be sad. The edge is as deep as the sea. As I said, no matter how hard I try to catch up, I just stay behind you, and I can't catch up with your footsteps after all. ...

19, Qiu is a learned scholar, who came under the test of setbacks and difficulties; Autumn is a judge of justice, it sweeps away evil, leaving only the word "justice" between heaven and earth; Autumn is a sprinter, crossing endless obstacles and leading us forward!

20. In autumn, the grass stands out from its yellow mother. It is light green, short and thin, like a few short green silk threads, as if fragile enough to blow down in one breath.

2 1, falling in love with autumn, but never having her, always floating in the air, often leaving without saying goodbye. Always happy because of her arrival, and always lonely because of her departure.

22. In autumn, all the leaves fall. The golden leaves wrapped Houhai more beautifully. Tourists chat and walk in cool weather and enjoy the autumn sunshine.

23. In autumn, poplar leaves turn 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.

24. In autumn, flowers and trees wither, without the vitality of spring and the excitement of summer, but at this moment, a gust of wind blows and the leaves on the tree dance like dancers, representing our courage.

25. Autumn is coming, the air is fresh and the weather is pleasant. In this gradually rich autumn, the leaves of some plants change from green to yellow and from yellow to red, which makes autumn colorful and becomes a very beautiful scenery for people to travel in autumn.

26. Continue to walk in the fields and come to the sorghum fields. Red sorghum is like fire, and a piece of sorghum is like fire. If others don't know, it looks like fire from a distance! Further down, I came to a piece of land. What is this? There are no buds on it. Let me see this sign. It turned out to be a potato field, because potatoes are born in the soil, so they can't be distinguished. I really want to dig a potato to see how big it is, but I can't. I guess the potatoes in the soil must be big and delicious.

27. The blue sky has become so quiet and high. And white clouds are like sheep, and look closely like cotton candy. The sky seems to have been washed by the sea, as light as a feather.

28. There is not a village and a paddy field in the overlapping mountains. These mountains are like some drunken old people who have been sleeping for tens of millions of years. No one ever dared to go deep into their hearts. Even adventurous hunters only went to their feet, chasing goats, wild boar and birds running down the mountain and never climbed to its peak.

From summer to autumn, everything begins to wither. The breeze stirred the shy dew on the petals, the plane leaves fell one after another, the golden ears of rice swayed in the autumn wind, and the crimson fruits were noisy on the branches. The seemingly cold autumn brings people joy.

3 1, isn't it often said that gold? Indeed, she has brought abundant fruits to nature and countless sustainable foods to many creatures, including human beings.

32. I like to make eyes at you. The pulse is green and the eyebrows are fine.

33. Are the leaves rustling and composing their own music? The voice is high and low, vivid and colorful.

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

35. The autumn scenery is still like the color of spring, full of green, but much deeper and darker, like a listless young man, as if depressed and preoccupied.

36. There are many overlapping places in Qiu Guang. There are no colorful flowers in spring, no abnormal green trees in summer and no snowflakes in winter, but there are fruit trees in autumn, which bring people the joy of harvest, and fruits are everywhere!

37. Autumn is coming, and the sky is high and the clouds are light, which is refreshing. The clear and transparent river is like an oval mirror, which clearly reflects my figure. I can see the blue-brown stones at the bottom of the river, the sand deposited at the bottom of the river, and the blackened leaves.

38. Harvest season, golden season-as lovely as spring, as enthusiastic as summer and as charming as winter.

39. 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 trees stand gloomy and brown moss covers its wrinkles. Ruthless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and they had to wither and stand there bald.

40. Far away, I smelled a fragrant aroma and a cool breeze blew. Look, the swaying osmanthus trees are swaying in the wind. Huh? What is that? Like a golden butterfly, like a silver ribbon, it lingers, floats, falls and floats to the ground. Although there are not so many osmanthus flowers in Qi Jun's hometown, I really feel like Qi Jun said that it has become a "western paradise paved with golden sands"

4 1, Miss Qiu came to the field, and the corn was like a newborn baby, wrapped in a quilt. Little corn grows up day by day, how I want to see the autumn scenery early! So baby corn gradually kicked the quilt away and became a golden fat doll. Big sorghum is not to be outdone, like a drunk who has just finished drinking, standing there limply, and like a torch, igniting people's hopes for a bumper harvest.

42. Everything seems to be over, but look! The flaming maple leaves are swaying in the branches, just like a large group of naughty children dancing happily hand in hand. Some maple leaves accidentally fell from the branches because of dancing, and instantly became flying butterflies, flying around in the air.

43. Cold flowers are fragrant all over the courtyard, and butterflies are finally planted. I want to open a peach blossom for Di Qing in the coming year.

44. Autumn has come, and my heart is full of expectations. Wish the future. Every day is wonderful!

45. I like the colors of autumn, and I always feel that there is no season as colorful as autumn. There are many kinds of green, with distinct levels. If you don't believe me, look at the optical flow in the mountains, which records the colors of all peaks from top to bottom. There are also yellow and red ones. If there is first frost, the blue sky is covered with mountains and red, and the forest is dyed. People who get up early and go up the mountain will also see the beautiful image of the Mid-Autumn Festival in the mist, looming. It is no longer the enthusiasm that "the frost leaves are redder than the February flowers", but the shyness of "hiding half of her face in front of us behind her guitar", just like a beautiful girl waiting to get married.

46. Autumn is a perfect season, which is different from the heat in summer. The cold of winter, it and spring are twin sisters, with the same bright spots. Autumn is the season when melons and fruits are fragrant; Autumn is the season to sow expectations. Baskets of oranges and piles of lychees are all fresh and make your mouth water.

47. Looking at the endless corridor from middle school to primary school. Just like in the forest. We observed every tree carefully. Some trees have yellow-green leaves, some are still green, and some are all yellow. Every branch of the tree also has yellow leaves and green leaves, which are particularly symmetrical. Slowly, I was intoxicated by autumn scenery in this long corridor.

48. I like autumn night, starry, staring at the lights of the world, quiet and peaceful, and the moonlight pours into every bedroom or small living room like running water, where I listen to the joys and sorrows of the world quietly. But never judge, just savor the taste and then leave quietly. I don't know whose doll is crying, so that the moonlight can appreciate the noise of the earth.

49. When autumn comes, the leaves are yellowed by the naughty autumn wind, turning the green leaves into red leaves, and then picking them and quietly collecting them. The autumn wind dyed the grass and flowers yellow. At this moment, chrysanthemums and osmanthus flowers are competing to open, blowing the fragrance thousands of miles away, making people enjoy this intoxicating floral fragrance.

50. Don't "mourn the autumn leaves", put aside "the loneliness of mourning autumn since ancient times", have a sip of fragrant tea, put on a quiet, walk into autumn and feel that beauty.

5 1, the ears of rice in Huang Chengcheng are hung with heavy heads, and cotton peaches are like small trees, bursting with egg-like tidbits. Ah, not rice fields, but an ocean of gold; Not a cotton field, but a world of silver.

52. In the early autumn of September, time flies and the years pass by in a hurry. Looking back on the past, it was like a dream, and everything was just blowing in the wind.

53. Maple leaves are the most beautiful in autumn. She decorated the magnificent autumn scenery with weather-beaten tempering; She, with a piece of maple leaves and a piece of love, carries a poem of praise, but knows that her heart is bleak, but there are very few.

54. 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.

55. In late autumn, the leaves are yellow and fall on the ground, like a yellow carpet, but the cockscomb is reluctant to thank. In the cold autumn, it is quite independent.

56. In the early morning, I saw some thin mist rippling gently in the sky, as if chatting leisurely in the sky. After a while, a breeze blew away the thin fog in the sky and started a new day.

57. Look! Autumn comes to the field, and the fiery sorghum burns like clusters of flames; Snow-white cotton falls from the air in the field like clouds of snowflakes; Golden wheat swells with the wind, like a pool of gold, shining with dazzling light.

58. Autumn wind is always gentle, leaving summer during the day and autumn wind after sunset.

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

60. Autumn wind sweeps across the fields like waves.