I love autumn!
Autumn came, the leaves on the tree turned yellow, like a dancing butterfly floating down. Summer is gone, and cool autumn is coming.
Autumn, the orchard fruit harvest, farmers uncle came to the orchard, looking at the harvest of fruit, very happy in the heart! Although the flowers and trees of spring is beautiful, but never fruit harvest autumn more joy.
I like autumn, autumn is a cool, harvest season!
I like autumn, because I can eat a lot of fruit, I feel like a greedy caterpillar.
I like autumn, because it often rains. I like the rain and the feeling of raindrops falling on the umbrella.
I like autumn, because I can pick up a lot of beautiful leaves, so I can make a lot of beautiful bookmarks.
Do you like autumn?
Unconsciously, autumn is coming again. When we are still in the summer vacation, autumn has quietly come to us. Now, this season is a harvest season. I like this season very much, and I like autumn very much, because there are many delicious fruits in autumn. Moreover, the farmer's uncle also harvested some of the fruits he planted in autumn.
Now autumn, not hot, not cold, I feel very comfortable. When autumn comes, the leaves will turn yellow soon.
Autumn is coming. The sky is high and the clouds are light. The weather is cool. Many geese fly to the south. They line up in a neat line. For a moment, they look like human characters. For a moment, they look like one word. It seems that they say: we will come back next year if we go to the south for winter
The leaves in the park turned yellow, and there was a gust of autumn wind. Several leaves fell off the tree. Some children picked them up, some made bookmarks, some dried them
Autumn fields, fruits fragrance, apple put on a red cotton padded jacket, corn exposed golden gems, as if to say come to pick me, persimmon tree burst belly, looks very funny, like a child who loves to play
I like autumn best. Autumn is a colorful season.
I like autumn very much. I like the night with autumn rain. At that time, all kinds of impetuousness in the daytime have gradually calmed down with the pattering sound. Just can listen to the sound of the rain, how it is with the residual lotus, listen to the sound of the rain, the rain at night, banana, bit by bit these belong to the autumn rain Kuang flavor of poetry, thread by thread into my heart.