2. I'm always afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the yellow leaves will decline.

3. If you plant a millet in spring, you will reap ten thousand seeds in autumn.

4. The trees are all in autumn, and the hills and mountains are only shining.

5. If you shed three autumn leaves, you can bloom in February.

6. The cold dew nourishes the chrysanthemums in the garden, and the autumn wind falls in the south of Huai.

7. When is the spring flower and the autumn moon? How much is known about the past.

in August, the high wind howled in autumn, which swept the triple grass on my house.

9. The lake and the moon are in harmony, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.

1. since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. I say autumn is better than spring.

11, sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn water * * * the sky is the same color.

12. Qiu Guang painted a cold screen with a silver candle, and fluttered a small fan to fly fireflies.

13. The window contains snow in the autumn of Xiling, and the door is moored by ships of the kingdom of Wu.

14. High-rise buildings are eager for the evening, and there is a rustling rain on the plane leaves.

15. Blue sky, yellow land, continuous waves in autumn scenery, cold smoke on the waves.

16. the autumn wildgeese have a long wind for escort, you can have a high-rise building for this matter.

17. In autumn, hundreds of flowers are as sad as the autumn wind, and all the flowers are withered.

18. The chrysanthemums are blooming, but the chrysanthemums are incomplete. The geese fly high and the people have not returned them, and a curtain is idle.

19. The morning in autumn is beautiful. The fog in Yuan Ye is filled with houses, mountains and crops.

2. The beauty in autumn is perfect-it is not as shy as spring, so open in summer and so introverted in winter.

21. The beauty of autumn is rational-it is not as charming as spring, so hot in summer and so euphemistic in winter.

22. I'm happy to draw a cold screen in Qiu Guang, and I'm glad to see a small fan flapping at fireflies. In day order, the night is as cold as water, and I'm lying watching the morning glory and the weaver star.

23, autumn, the season of hard work, the golden season-as deep as spring, as passionate as summer, as tempting as winter.

24, orange, orange and green: refers to the autumn scenery. Song Su Dongpo's "Gift to Liu Jingwen": "A good year must be remembered, and it is also orange and orange."

25. The wind blows women ... the wind blows women and leaves, and the autumn wind blows you ... leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves

27, autumn rain, is lonely, lonely, but-also full of hope. At this time, the rain will bury the fallen leaves and hide the loneliness, resulting in expectation and charm.

28. As soon as one's flower season is over, there will be a beautiful and perfect stage like autumn. At this time, the fruit of life is waiting to be obtained in a wonderful and quiet atmosphere like cooked rice.

29. The beauty of autumn is perfect-it is not so shy as spring, so open in summer and so introverted in winter. The beauty of autumn is rational-it is not as charming as spring, so hot in summer and so euphemistic in winter.

3. When this heroic autumn wind gently caressed the children's cheeks, and the light wind spilled its own color paste on the fallen leaves, and the fallen leaf musician cast a beautiful and pleasant "Autumn Rhyme", I knew that autumn was coming.

31. Autumn may be hidden in the seeds of the red dandelion, in the peaches of the fire, or in the lush vegetable garden. Autumn, the harvest season, the golden season-as charming as spring, as passionate as summer, and as beautiful as winter.

32. Although autumn is not as beautiful as spring, it has a unique color-red. Red maple leaves only turn red in autumn. From a distance, they are as red as rosy clouds, and all the mountains are dyed red. The wind blew gently, and the maple leaves floated out like red snow. So that everyone can appreciate it.

33. Autumn in my hometown is tepid. Although the air is not as fresh as before and the leaves are gradually falling, one thing is getting more and more mature-rice. Get rid of the door, looking from a distance, the first thing I saw was rice, so many pieces of rice are full of it. The rice slowly matured in our casual way.

34. Walking into the maple grove, the maple is as red as a flame, as arrogant as a red flag car, and as gorgeous as a rose. Wow, another gust of wind blew, and a few red maple leaves fell out, like big red butterflies, which had already danced around the party! When I was a little Du Fu, I read "Mountain Walk": "The stone path in Hanshan Mountain is oblique far away, and there are people in the depths of white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. "

35. The sunset in autumn is beautiful! Sometimes it flutters in the sky like a golden dragon, and sometimes it becomes an old man driving a red-crowned crane ... Gee! Isn't that Taiyi in The Legend of Nezha? How come I haven't seen Prince Nezha? Oh, yes, where is it! What's all red in the west? It looks like a child with a Chinese-style chest covering. Take a closer look, it turns out to be Hong Haier! He is reaching out his hands and running away to the old man!

36. The beauty of autumn is perfect-it is not so shy as spring, so open in summer and so introverted in winter. The beauty of autumn is rational-it is not as charming as spring, so hot in summer and so euphemistic in winter. Autumn, the harvest season, the golden season-as pleasing as spring, as passionate as summer, and as beautiful as winter. In autumn, the sun is warm and quiet, the autumn wind in Dong township is gentle and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds grassland are free and easy.

37. However, some people are facing an increasingly lonely atmosphere in the golden autumn killed by Xiao. Since ancient times, the sound of chickens has been sad and lonely in autumn, and I say that autumn is better than spring. On a sunny day, a crane rows in the clouds, which brings poetry and painting to the cold. This may be one of the many poems that feel autumn, hurt autumn and miss autumn. In the case that we are so helpless and sad to cope with the sad scene in autumn, why don't we chant Liu Yuxi's Autumn Poem a few times more, and learn some enthusiasm complex from it?

38. The color of the sunset is getting deeper and deeper, and it is already red and purple. The clouds on the top of the head have long faded, and they are almost the same as the color of the dark blue sky. At this time, several small magpies that came back to the nest chirped and called their teammates to fly up slowly, becoming the most beautiful birds in the world under the setting sun. Which rooster is shouting and banging on the eardrum loudly; Several leisurely dogs barked as if they saw some unusual signs. The old women "Aunt Chicken-Aunt Chicken-"called their beloved chickens and ducks into the nest.

39. What a splendid autumn! Here, it is no longer scorched earth and embers, but also an abundant land where thousands of mountain winds are covered with red carpets. The Korean pine covered with elastic skin is still alive, standing proudly on the high rocks, whistling in the canyon and soaring slowly in the rice fields in vain. When the steep west wind wine brushes the sky wider; When the stranger's child forgets to break the last flying geese; When the vast expanse of grass is shaken to yellow-at this time, it is autumn, and it is the time for flowers and trees to fall leaves.

4. Although autumn is not as beautiful as spring, it has a unique color-red. Red maple leaves only turn red in autumn. From a distance, they are as red as rosy clouds, and all the mountains are dyed red. The wind blew gently, and the maple leaves floated out like red snow. So that everyone can appreciate it. Although there are not as many young people in autumn as there are in summer, the garden landscape with fallen leaves in autumn is much more beautiful than them. When the wind blows gently, the leaves float and fall with the wind, and they always make a sound, as if to tell everyone loudly: "Why do you say there are no butterflies in autumn?" It's not convenient for me, is it How, look good! "

41. The autumn wind is chilly and desolate, turning over the vast river sand, and the fallen Ye Er flies with it. Pieces like butterflies, like elves, drifted in the sky for a long time, unwilling to fall. For a long time, it lay quietly on the ground again, telling its sadness alone, and everything was so quiet. I didn't hear the joy of a bumper harvest, I didn't see many fruits, and I couldn't imagine that this book was the autumn I was waiting for. In this autumn, the only fear is that there are only fallen leaves! Ben said that the rhythm of autumn is anxious and radical, but he can't feel its rhythm, which is more like helplessness and loneliness in Autumn Moon in Han Palace. Originally, I thought autumn was beautiful and beautiful, but the real thing was bare branches and rare flowers and trees.

42. Mid-autumn is colorful, but the key color is orange. In summer, there is almost no fallen leaf, and there is almost no light yellow in the middle of the summer colors. The main color displayed on the ground is emerald green. In mid-autumn, nature is changing wonderfully. When the autumn wind is rustling all night, everyone can actually detect that the main color of the ground turns pale yellow, and the leaves are becoming more and more yellow and scarce, instead of being as green and lush as summer, the lawn becomes orange, and Yuan Ye is orange, so everyone calls autumn "golden autumn season". If nature looks charming and happy before spring, like a woman looking forward to the future, then Mid-Autumn looks more and more aging, melancholy and gentle, like a woman with golden hair who recalls the past. Mo Bosang, a French writer, compared the golden autumn in A Normandy as if the sunlight melted into bits and pieces and fell from the sky into the lush trees.