autumn

The most touching of the four seasons -

It’s not that the hundred flowers decorate the earth, the green leaves fill the world, and the soft spring breeze gently spreads – a thriving spring;

It’s not that the sun is setting off the earth, knowing that the quiet field is awakened, and the roaring Xia Lei is coming in – the ebullient summer;

It is also the dead leaves dotted with the earth, the plums confess to the loneliness of the world, the quiet winter snow covered quietly - the strong winter;

But the fruit is full of the earth, the wind and frost show the refinedness of the maple tree, and the fall of the autumn rain that gently falls down the sentimental autumn!

The autumn girl happily jumped into the beautiful waltz. Autumn is colorful -

Oh, autumn is golden! Strolling in the autumn fields, autumn is the season of harvest, the rice on the roadside is mature, and the heavy ears are pressed against the straw. Suddenly a gust of autumn wind blew, rolling up the undulating rice waves...

Oh, autumn is red! A few more steps forward, it is the string of red that is not afraid of the cold is open to the competition, a small and delicate red flower, like a small bell, as if you touch it gently, it will sizzle. Looking into the distance, the autumn wind blew, a string of red seems to be unable to see the fire of the side; close look, a bunch of red flowers on the green branches, as if many red girls are standing on the wire and dancing.

Oh, the autumn is blue. Walking and walking, I don’t know that something is falling on my face. Only then did I know that it was raining. The rain in the autumn is not as cold as the spring rain, and there is no violent storm in the summer rain. It is like a warm mother, gently stroking her children. After the autumn rain has been washed, look up and look at the blue sky, the blue is fascinating.

Oh, the autumn is white. Walking in the rain, I saw white chrysanthemums, they were filled with enthusiasm, with the dew of the dew, with a delicate figure, beautiful open in the rain.

It depicts the colorfulness of autumn and the splendor of life. Red is young is hope; white is good is pure; blue is heaven is the sea is broad; yellow is rice is sunshine is brilliant ...

May my life be like this, there are not many beautiful spring flowers, not too many floating summer clouds, no shackles, no rotating multicolored, only a quiet and simple white, only the deep and serious of mature life, only dreams A eager and honest dream like a tree red maple.

The third day of Lihu School, Zhaoyuan City, Yantai, Shandong: Zhaoyuan Miao Miao