autumn

Autumn is coming, and the leaves slowly fall down like a butterfly flying in the air.

Today, I walked into the park, the wind blew, the leaves fell down and paved a golden path for people. I picked up a leaf and gave it to my dear teacher. People walked on the leaves, as if someone was playing beautiful music for us.

Autumn is coming, this is the long-awaited hope of Mother Earth. The leaves fell to the ground, and the Mother Earth said to the babies: You made the air for humans. You are tired to come to sleep with your mother. Autumn rain sings a lullaby. The children kissed their mother and slowly fell into a dream. The fall is over.

Second grade: Gong Yibo