Examples of hand-written newspaper with good words and sentences are as follows:

1. Good words

The fallen leaves are flying, the leaves are flying, the fallen leaves know the autumn, the layers of the forest are dyed, and the fallen leaves are falling. .

Thousands of purples and reds, the scorching sun in the sky, peach red and willow green, the scorching sun is like fire, and the autumn colors are pleasant.

The trees are full of fruits, the autumn rain is flowing, the red and cinnabar are fragrant, the water and sky are the same color, and they are lush.

Green mountains and green waters, beautiful mountains and rivers, beautiful lakes and mountains, picturesque rivers and mountains, and warm spring flowers.

2. Good Sentences

1. Fallen leaves are flying on the ground. Time has taken off its beautiful coat, put it in a yellow and ugly old coat, and taken away the beauty of it. Went for it's work permit. Looking at their lonely figures, I saw those old and resigned people. Aren’t they just like that kind of people? Although I have resigned, my heart will always remain at work, and I hope to dedicate my love to society during my lifetime.

2. The fallen leaves are fluttering, and my heart goes with them. Its life is coming to an end. Although its life is short, it is full and interesting. It has been young and glorious. Perhaps its vigorous vitality and gorgeous appearance were incomparable to those proud flowers and noble grass. But what it thinks about is not nostalgia for life, but the understanding of the meaning of life. Maybe it thinks it's worth being burned at the end of life.

3. Fallen leaves are actually very beautiful, but not many people will discover them and appreciate them. As long as you observe carefully, you will know how to discover and appreciate beauty.

4. The fallen leaves are falling in the wind, layer by layer, a little soft when stepped on. We pick it up and throw it in the air, and it flies to houses, cars, rivers, etc. In our vision, we see gold everywhere, as if it is embellished.

5. Those withered yellow leaves lay on the ground irregularly, and the road bricks and asphalt roads were ashen, ruthlessly blocking them from the soil. The fallen leaves are like homeless children, letting the wind blow them from East Street to West Street.