Golden autumn

Golden autumn, golden dreams. Golden autumn, so quiet; golden autumn, good and pleasant; golden autumn, beautiful; golden autumn, good harmony.

The golden wind, "Call...Call..." scraped, and the tree on the side of the road swayed, and the pedestrians wrapped their clothes.

The golden leaves floated down, like a slowly beating note, floating down and falling on the ground, forming a soft golden blanket.

I looked up and the sky was blue and blue, like a seductive sapphire that had just been washed.

The white snow on the mountain is still shining with dazzling light, like a diamond-like temptation.

In the small courtyard, the chrysanthemums in the garden are fascinating. If you stand there and watch the chrysanthemums, the charming appearance of the chrysanthemum will make you worry about the troubles.

The grass on the prairie did not know when it was quietly put on a golden new dress. The grass swayed freely, as if to say: "Autumn is here! Autumn is here!"

At night, the golden moonlight is full of earth, making people feel warm and comfortable.

The golden autumn looks so beautiful, so quiet.

Second day: Star flower