Autumn monologue

People always say that autumn represents a bumper harvest, but she does not have the colorful spring, the vitality of summer, and the winter of the snow. She has her own unique characteristics - depression.

Not only her, but also everything in the world, because her depression stopped her footsteps, held her breath, and listened carefully to the breath of nature... But from time to time someone would be so surprised: "How beautiful Flowers!" Look, some flowers are blooming! Some flowers and trees can't stand this depression, and they fall into the leaves with the wind girl's footsteps. Some tall and straight evergreens and fruit trees exude their own charms at this time, and even the wind girl is too shy to escape. The wild and hot heart of people will only get a little subsidence at this time. This season, the world is quiet.

After the hot summer, the arrival of autumn is a long-awaited one, and I seem to have seen the rice in the rice fields put on the gold, shy and bowed, like a woman who is waiting to marry, exudes Seductive brilliance. And the peasants are happy to take them home. Goodbye! What are a group of children looking at? Hey, the jujube trees and leaves in the leaves of the jujube trees are like the red agate. I think they are being shackled!

But who knows the autumn mind? Throughout the year, people always say that 'a year in spring' seems to have become a season that everyone cares about and often talks about. After all, some scholars' springs have further deepened her impressions in people's minds, although many literati have mentioned in her poems that "since autumn and autumn, I am saying that autumn is better than the spring" but in people's minds The artistic conception and the spring are very different, so the autumn is not as good as it is. But what about winter? She is clearly loved by more and more people after the fall. Just because the snow in the field is a sign of the bumper harvest of the coming year, many children who are attracted to it are cheering, and that’s it. Although she does not have the diversity and vigor of spring, there is no pure silence of winter. But what about summer? In this season, people seem to be reluctant to go out, but when the new day comes, everything has changed... The leaves are getting greener and deeper, and the grass has become refreshed after the summer rain. More mature. Only she seems to have been forgotten.

The dense autumn rain is continually underground, as if to weave a cold dense net to the earth, that is she is crying! At this point, I seem to have seen a lonely figure: crying, sad! She is lonely, this season is very painful. From the beginning, people gave her an identity - killer.

Along with the falling leaves, a tear came into my heart.

She told me that she was really lonely.

Dingcheng No.1 Middle School: Mao Zedong