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The autumn wind is silently scraped on this land.

In this way, autumn is coming. Walking alone on campus, a cool breeze swept over the cheeks, with the aroma of flowers and plants, is it sweet? Looking up, the leaves on the tree are a little bit yellow, and the wind is rolling a few leaves in the air, as if dancing with the autumn wind, the charming dance has infinite reverie, how many poets have been intoxicated, now I am also dumping it. I don't have the same literary talents as poets, and I don't like the musicians, and I can build countless moving movements. I am just an ordinary person, only know how to appreciate such a sad scene.

Those yellow leaves are flying in the sky, but after all, they still have to fall to the ground. That moment is the end of their life. Maybe no one cares. Maybe, they can only wait until the cleaners gather them together and finally nourish them. Fertilizer for green leaves in the coming year. This is not the case with our lives. The former has laid a beautiful view for the latter, waiting for the latter to produce more flowers. Li Qingzhao once said: "Life is a great person, and death is a ghost." The poems that are sultry, the most suitable for this situation!

In the autumn of previous years, walking on the path to the school, a few people, the feeling is the most suitable for autumn, desolate, and deep, then always think of the autumn and winter of the literati, giving the autumn All kinds of emotions. There is the sorrow of the "speaking alone on the west floor, the moon is like a hook, the lonely Tongshen locks the autumn", and there is also the arrogant Yi'an layman's feelings of "the flower is drifting from the water". No matter who it is, in the face of autumn, there will always be some feelings, and it will not be described. Even if it is "Festival of Chongyang", "Dong Fen Liquor" is also difficult to block the autumn "window wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers." Even so, I still love her attachment, and that sadness and happiness are different.

Autumn's happiness, because autumn is also a harvest season, a year of hard work, harvest harvest in the fall, for us, at that time, you can also relax yourself and enjoy the results of a year of hard work! So I think autumn is like life, there is happiness, and there are also ambiguities. If it is monotonous, it is not perfect, and autumn is a perfect interpretation of all this!

In autumn, the maple leaves on the mountain are red, and the phrase "frost leaf red in February flowers" is the best song for autumn.

I felt the autumn in the autumn wind!

The second grade of Tiantai Elementary School: Ye Jiankai