The classic lines of ginkgo autumn poetry are as follows:

1. Those leaves are hovering in the air, sometimes flying to the sky and sometimes falling to the ground, as if they are playing hide and seek with everyone.

2. Autumn is great, and so are the yellowing ginkgo trees. The world is good, and I hope you are, too.

3. The autumn wind blows, and Ginkgo begins the most gorgeous chapter of the year. Its leaves did not turn yellow, curl, or wither like most leaves, but turned into a brilliant golden color.

4. Ginkgo trees stand tall and tall on both sides of the road. Looking at the street scene, the apricot leaves play with their beautiful shadows and embroider street dances. The green leaves resist the coming of winter tenaciously; the yellow leaves dress up the beauty of late autumn with skillful hands.

5. In summer, the ginkgo tree turns into a big open green velvet umbrella. Its dense branches and leaves cover the sky and the sun, and the scorching sunshine is ruthlessly blocked. Under the trees there is rare shade in midsummer.

6. Autumn is here, and the green ginkgo leaves begin to turn yellow. Especially in the cold dew and frost season, the ginkgo leaves gradually turn from green to yellow, and then from yellow to golden. At this time, the ginkgo leaves decorate the ginkgo tree into a golden color, noble and especially beautiful.

7. I was walking in the park and was fascinated by the scene in front of me. The patches of maple forest are like clusters of burning flames; the bamboo leaves are so green, and from a distance they look like straight-backed green soldiers, protecting nature and this castle. The pines and cypresses are both lush and green. What is even more attractive is the green ginkgo leaves; they are like a small fan and the trumpet skirt worn by the little pump girl.

8. The autumn wind blows and the wild geese fly south. Ginkgo begins the most gorgeous chapter of the year. The leaves of the ginkgo began to change. It did not turn yellow, curl, or wither like most leaves, but turned into a brilliant golden color.

9. In the severe winter, the frost-stained ginkgo leaves gradually withered, and pieces of yellow leaves rustled down in the north wind. At this time, the ginkgo is preparing for next spring.

10. In autumn, the ginkgo trees are even more eye-catching. The criss-crossing branches are full of fruits. The round and big ginkgo fruits were squeezed one by one, the leaves were squeezed up, and the branches were bent down.

11. In the autumn wind, some leaves seemed to want to dance with the wind, so they flew down like golden butterflies. Other leaves seemed not to have received enough sunlight and were just swaying slightly on the branches.

12. Ginkgo never loses autumn. Ginkgo is there for you, and apricot is there for all three lives.

13. The clusters of moss on the main trunk of the ginkgo tree come into view. There are also a few thorns growing in the moss in the middle of the branches on the upper part of the main trunk. Probably the seeds were brought by birds when they roosted in this tree.

14. My eyes are wet with apricot blossoms, my eyebrows are so drunk, the autumn wind is blowing on my face, and the garden is full of ginkgo. You are the autumn that I am looking forward to.

15. In autumn, the hair of the ginkgo tree turns golden. Qiu Feng was jealous and pulled her hair off again and again. The leaves fell, dancing like golden butterflies.