Extracted four-character idioms and words, beautiful sentences and beautiful paragraphs that describe autumn scenery.

Four-character idioms describing autumn scenery

Go to the eye, the forest is dyed, Chunlan Qiuju, and the fallen leaves know the autumn.

Jingui fragrance, autumn moon spring breeze, golden wind rustling, fallen leaves know autumn,

Kunyu autumn frost and late autumn golden wind have made great contributions,

Autumn is crisp, autumn is harmonious, a cluster of fiery red, and it will last for thousands of generations.

The spring and autumn are prosperous, the spring and autumn are fruitful, the autumn is beautiful, and the sky is high.

Knowing the snow, spring flowers and autumn moon, social Yan Qiuhong, autumn wind rustling,

Cold cicadas wail, the autumn is high and the horse is fat, the autumn wind is defeated, and the maple forest is dyed.

Autumn is crisp, first look at autumn, first frost red leaves, autumn moon and cold river,

The smell of rice, the aftertaste of goose, the smell of Wesin Qixi and cinnamon,

The sky is high and the clouds are light, the spring is long and the summer is long, the autumn wind is red and the autumn is frosty.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the autumn water is clear. Spring comes to Qiu Lai, and the autumn rain is continuous.

The withering of red, the withering of green, the autumn wind, the killing of spring and autumn, the fragrance of Qiu Lan.

Gold is flowing, the garden is full of autumn colors, the fruit is fragrant, and the dew is cold.

Autumn harvest and winter storage, bleak autumn wind, Chinese parasol leaves falling, maple forest like fire,

Keywords Qiu Chan, spring frog, spring and autumn brushwork, bumper harvest of five grains, Qiuyang,

Leaves are falling in the west wind. On a day in Sanqiu, there are smells and fruits in the fields.

Golden wind and dew, west wind and afterglow, autumn wind blowing gently, flying north and south,

Clear clouds and autumn moon, autumn leaves, clear sky in Wan Li, spring planting and autumn harvest,

Sunset afterglow, pleasant autumn colors, Huaxing autumn moon, autumn summer,

Spring is blooming, autumn wind is rustling, autumn wind is refreshing, autumn moon is curling,

Orange, orange and green, welcoming autumn, Lin Han is simple and simple, quite picky,

Four-word words describing autumn scenery

Autumn tea network: tea: white flowers on thatch. Lush thatched white flowers in autumn, fine mesh fishing nets. Metaphor punishment is complex and severe.

Autumn fan: After the autumn wind, the fan will not be used. The old metaphor is a woman who is no longer favored by men.

Looking at the end of autumn, there is no salary: the eye can see a dime, but not a load of firewood. Metaphor only sees small things, but not big things.

Qiushuiyiren: refers to people who miss you.

Go to Qiu Lai in spring: Go to Qiu Lai in spring. Describe the passage of time.

Autumn wind sweeps leaves: autumn wind sweeps leaves. Metaphor is a powerful force to quickly and easily sweep away rotten things.

Piri Chunqiu: refers to the words hidden in the heart.

Century: a hundred years, a thousand years. Describe a long time, which lasted for a long time.

Month, day, spring and autumn: a metaphor to comment on the quality of characters.

Spring gives birth to autumn and kills: everything sprouts in spring and withers in autumn.

Falling leaves know autumn: metaphor can infer the development trend of things from subtle changes.

Spring flowers and autumn fruits: spring flowers and autumn fruits. It is a metaphor for people's literary talent and virtue. Now it is also a metaphor for learning success.

Looking at autumn before zero: a metaphor for physical weakness. It is also a metaphor for aging before you get old.

Dong Cha Qiu Hao: It describes people's keen eyes, and they can see anything tiny clearly.

Spring flowers and autumn moon: Spring flowers and autumn moon. Generally refers to the beautiful scenery in spring and autumn.

Spring insects and autumn snakes: the figurative words are poorly written and crooked, like traces of insects and snakes crawling.

Divide equally in autumn: Metaphorically, both sides get half, neck and neck.

Curled autumn moon: a metaphor for white and bright. More refers to a person's personality.

Spring and autumn brushwork: refers to the combination of praise and criticism in the tortuous brushwork.

Quite crucial: from the falling of a leaf, we know that autumn is coming. Metaphor through individual subtle signs, we can see the development trend and results of the whole situation.

Look through the autumn water: the eyes are all through. Describe the ardent hope for distant relatives and friends.

Qiu Chan, a frog in spring: frogs croak in spring and cicadas chirp in autumn. Metaphor is noisy and exaggerated empty talk.

Discerning person: discerning person: see clearly; Qiu Hao: New fine hairs on birds and animals in autumn. The original shape makes people have a pair of keen eyes, and anything small can be seen clearly. After ... ...

She Yan Qiu Hong: Swallows and geese are migratory birds, but they fly in different directions in the same season. Metaphor just met and left.

Autumn frost of jade: a metaphor for solid and powerful quality.

Crisp autumn air: describe the crisp autumn air in Wan Li.

An eventful year: a period of many accidents or events.

A day's absence is like Sanqiu: a day's absence is like three years. It is urgent to describe the feelings of missing.

Long live the Millennium: thousands of years. Describe the long years.

Spring and autumn heyday: metaphor for prime of life.

Piriyangqiu: refers to the words hidden in your heart and not spoken.

See through autumn, but can't see through salary: with keen eyes, you can see clearly the hair of birds and animals, but you can't see a load of firewood. Metaphor is smart, only see the section, can't see the overall situation.

Equal share: Metaphorically, both sides get half, which is neck and neck.

Autumn is innocent: Qiu Hao: the new fluff of birds and beasts in autumn is a metaphor for extremely subtle things; Crime: violation. Refers to strict military discipline and does not infringe on the interests of the people.

Deciduous leaves know autumn: when you see the yellow leaves on the ground, you know that autumn is coming. Metaphor can predict the development and change of the situation through some signs.

One day in Sanqiu: It means not seeing each other for one day, which is equivalent to three quarters of the day. The metaphor of parting is short, but it feels long. Describe yearning.

Spring grows in summer and autumn harvests in winter storage: spring grows in summer and autumn harvests in winter storage. Refers to the general process of agricultural production. It is also a metaphor for the occurrence and development of things.

Chunlan Qiuju: Orchids in spring, chrysanthemums in autumn. Metaphors have their own merits.

Late autumn: the tip of fine hair that birds and animals grow in autumn. A metaphor for a tiny thing or place.

A gust of wind sweeps the autumn leaves: metaphor is powerful and quick, just like a storm sweeping the leaves.

Chiyo: a thousand years, ten thousand generations. It is passed down from generation to generation and lasts forever.

Autumn moon and spring breeze: refers to its beautiful days. It also refers to a good time.

Autumn wind blows through your ears: just like autumn wind blows through your ears. Metaphor has nothing to do with yourself.

Forever: describes a very long time.

Spring dew and autumn frost: a metaphor for elegance. It is also used to commemorate our ancestors.

Falling leaves know autumn: when you see the leaves fall, you know that autumn is coming. Metaphor can infer the development trend of things from subtle changes.

Autumn fans see donations: see: yes; Donate: abandon. After the cool autumn, the fan was thrown aside. In the past, this was a metaphor for a woman being abandoned by her husband.

Profit Analysis Qiu Hao: Describing financial management as extremely careful and shrewd.

Old-fashioned: describes a sophisticated and conceited attitude. Now it is described as arrogant and conservative. It also describes a lack of vitality.

Each has its own merits: each has its own existence value. Metaphorically speaking, everyone has his own strengths and characteristics.

Beautiful sentences and paragraphs describing autumn scenery.

Listen to autumn, autumn rain and autumn wind, and turn it into a gurgling stream with a trace of nostalgia.

Autumn is like a gift from God to mankind, full of the joy of harvest.

Autumn, like a shy little girl, soon brought a blush to the maple tree.

In autumn, poplar leaves are yellow and hang on trees like yellow flowers; Falling in the air, like a yellow butterfly; It landed in the river beside the tree, like a golden boat.

Qiu is the winner of the general election, and he is quietly considering the future policy agenda.

Autumn is like a river. With its pure body, it dedicates itself to others.

In autumn, the whole forest is golden. Look, the leaves are yellow, and they are like handfuls of cute little fans.

There are watery apples in the porcelain plate, like little red lanterns.

Leaves, autumn is one year old, leaves are three colors, autumn is more than one season, and winter is white.

The most is cool thin, and the autumn rain is in Leng Qingqiu.

Autumn is a splendid painting, a beautiful ballad and a poem full of wonderful feelings.

Under the big tree, pieces of fallen leaves "fly" down from the tree and dance like butterflies.

Autumn is also beautiful, and spring is delicate, just like the charm of two women.

The falling rain makes the leaves tremble. The trees that once brought us harvest have left lonely branches under the destruction of wind and rain.

The maple tree has turned into a red umbrella, and the red maple leaves are turning happily on the branches, making a rustling sound.

Autumn has come, and yellow leaves fall like butterflies.

Autumn wind blows through our ears, blowing up the sad melody of the ages, sweeping away the hidden loneliness, yearning surges in our hearts like the sea, and memory is unforgettable in our hearts like a knife.

Autumn is cool, porridge and rice are warm, pens are cool and words are warm.

When the pomegranate fruit is ripe, take a bite to expose the seeds like pearls and agates, just like the white teeth of a girl when she smiles.

This maple leaf looks like a beautiful red five-star and an open palm.

Autumn is a golden harvest, autumn is a heavy fruit, and autumn is the laughter of people returning home with full loads. Autumn is full of bright gold, autumn is the red leaves of trees, and autumn is the season decorated with festive colors. Autumn is a splendid painting, a beautiful ballad and a poem full of wonderful feelings.

The autumn rain, which lasted for several days, brought people into the chilly late autumn.

Waiting for rain is the fate of an umbrella; Waiting for you is my lifelong pursuit.

The rain stopped, the wind stopped and the sun rose in Ran Ran. People are busy as usual, so am I, but I know autumn again.

Grass sticks out its little head from the soft soil, and they are enjoying the bright sunshine happily.

Walking into the field is like being in a golden ocean. Under the sunlight, it sparkles, and heaven and earth are integrated, and it is golden everywhere.

In the hole below, the rice is ripe and golden, as if someone had spread a thick layer of gold on the ground.

Autumn fields are like vast waves, with layers of golden dreams.

Autumn is the weight of wheat ears, autumn is the fruit of harvest, autumn is the reward of sweat, and autumn is warmer than spring.

Autumn is noisy, and only in this season can we enjoy the joy of every harvest.

Although it is already late autumn, the sun still goes to work every day, giving plants enough light and heat so that they can still grow well in the cold late autumn.

The tall, strong and vicissitudes of this big maple tree have become so beautiful under the setting sun. Leaves are like small hands, clasping each other and conveying infinite love to each other, which makes people deep in thought.

Yellow maple leaves, like dancing butterflies, have a different kind of sadness.

Unconsciously, the cicada song gradually subsided, a yellow leaf slipped quietly on the shoulder, and suddenly found that summer had quietly left.

Autumn has come, and the leaves are spinning and falling like elegant ballerinas.

The field in autumn is as beautiful as a beautiful little girl.

Maple stands tall and straight, and when the autumn wind blows, the leaves make a rushing sound, just like applauding to welcome us!

If you want something, just let it go. If it can come back to you, it will always belong to you; If it doesn't come back, it's not yours at all.

That heavy rice, like a ridge of golden pearls, is really enjoyable!

Autumn is coming, and leaves fall from trees like yellow butterflies.

The leaves on the tree turned yellow, and the fallen leaves danced up and down like golden birds.

Autumn rain is poetry, lofty and aloof; Autumn rain is a ray of spring, cold and uninhibited; Autumn rain is a white crane that flies forever.

Autumn is generous and selfless, it brings a golden color, and the colors everywhere are full of attractive charm.

The falling rain makes the leaves tremble. The trees that once brought us harvest have left lonely branches under the destruction of wind and rain.

Autumn is here, and the scenery is beautiful. A blackbird shoots an arrow in the lake. White clouds were blown down by the wind.

After a bright spring and a prosperous summer, I turned around and ran into autumn before I remembered it.

Autumn maple leaves are like burning fireballs, shining in the sun, so beautiful!

Looking forward to autumn, something good will always happen in autumn.

The cool breeze in early autumn is still the same as last year, but I am very happy to finally meet again!

Buttonwood leaves are like golden crowns, swaying in the branches. When I saw it, I thought of kumquat orchard.

Autumn is like a lovely child, waving a brush and putting new clothes on the leaves. Autumn is like a teenage girl, and the clear sky is like her pure and beautiful heart. Autumn is like a strong young man, propping up the blue sky with his arms and opening up a new road for us.

Autumn is like a selfless heart, which has experienced endless wind and rain, but it has broken the golden ground; Autumn, like a vigorous old general, has gone through a long time, but left countless great achievements; Autumn, like a knight who retired from the mountains, bid farewell to the weather-beaten past, but preserved the seeds that benefited the world.

Autumn night is a good day for crickets to sing. Crickets raised their voices and sang heartily. The rustling of leaves seems to accompany crickets.

That autumn, my heart fluttered with the bleak autumn wind, my heart withered and buried like a fallen leaf, and everything disappeared in that foggy autumn.

Autumn comes, leaves turn yellow and fall off the trees one by one. Every yellow leaf is like a letter, a letter written by teacher Qiu to small animals.

Leaves falling in autumn are like golden birds, flying up and down.

The leaves are yellow, and when the autumn wind blows, the leaves fall one after another, flying like butterflies.

In autumn, the grass turns yellow. Seen from a distance, it looks like a yellow cloth.

There are red lanterns hanging on the persimmon tree, like full dolls. How cute!

Autumn, a beautiful season, a harvest season, and a golden season are as desirable as a spring in full bloom, as enthusiastic as a hot summer, and as charming as a snowy winter.

In September, memories began to decorate some people's stories with fallen leaves, under those blue and excessive skies.

This autumn rain, like smoke and fog, rushes to the embrace of the earth; This autumn rain is like a beautiful picture; This autumn rain rustles like a beautiful string.

When the autumn wind swept away, the leaves fell one after another. Some dance like butterflies, some spread their wings like orioles, and some spin lightly like dancers.

Leaves are like lonely boats in the autumn wind, falling slowly from the trees.

This tree is like an old man, becoming bare and full of sadness. Leaves and children have left their arms, birds and guests have left home.

Thunder gathers on the interface of the autumnal equinox, and in September, it gradually becomes quiet and tame.

Flaming sorghum ears are full of pearl-like fruits, nodding and smiling at hardworking people in the breeze.

When the rice is ripe, the ears of grain are as heavy as a wolf's tail; The wind is blowing and everyone is bowing to us!

Autumn frost makes chrysanthemums, and the sunset glow is endless; I don't mean to say anything at random, but I am naturally charming.

Leaves float in the air like dancing princesses.

See you in summer, thinking of a song, don't come in autumn, please let me fall into the time hole.

Close look at maple leaves, red, like clusters of burning flames, miss children's lovely little hands.

I don't know when you landed gently on my bright red sweater. Do you treat me like a flower, too?

Autumn is golden, happy, plump and harvest season.

The luckiest thing about this year is that you can take a vacation in spring and autumn, which is as fast and beautiful as a spring outing and an autumn outing.

Autumn is thick, insoluble water, which seems to be picked up and flows through your fingertips. Autumn is an inextricable knot, which seems to be untied but tangled. Autumn is the sweetness that can't be given up. It seems that you can quit and can't stand the demand.

What a beautiful autumn night! The sun sets, and the quiet dusk is intoxicating; What a beautiful autumn night! Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, there are waves of echoes in the distance; What a beautiful autumn night! The clouds chase the moon, and the beautiful scenery records the beauty of this moment.

In late autumn, the golden leaves fall from the branches and return to the arms of Mother Root. Colorful leaves dance with the wind, just like colorful butterflies, very beautiful.

Life is as crisp as autumn.

Some sorghum ears have been bent, and those red, black and yellow sorghum seeds are shiny and smooth, which really makes people fondle them.

Autumn is a high blue sky, without a trace of dust, let your heart fly; Autumn is a golden field in the distance, with fragrant rice and the joy of harvest; Autumn is a blue sky, and geese flying from the north bring a happy stream; Autumn leaves are dancing with golden wings.

The earth put on a golden sweater, and yellow poplar leaves and bright maple leaves fell down, as if several colorful butterflies were flying in the air.

You came quietly, brought a yellow dress and a red dress, and looked at the mountain on the side, as if you had crossed a layer of gold.

Autumn is coming, and persimmons will be ripe soon. They hung on the tree like little lanterns, bending the branches.

In autumn, what falls is loneliness, fallen leaves, sadness and autumn leaves, which represent the love that can't be left.

A new word from the ancients tells the rhythm of Qiu Si, and the maple leaf is full of parting sadness.

Maple leaf, like a beautiful red butterfly, falls from the tree, like a beautiful picture scroll, full of vitality.

People love autumn, the sky is crisp, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and the fragrant fields are fragrant.

Love in summer and elope in autumn. If you are free, spend the winter with me.

Fallen leaves, some like boats sailing in the wind, some like acrobats tumbling down, and some like hovering gliders.

Autumn rain is like a child wronged by his parents, choking and drooling; Along the roof, along the leaves, along the small slope, the earth is wet in an instant.

Qiu is a strategist who returned from the battlefield. He was silently thinking about the command process just now.

At the intersection of Tian and Grandma, the thick green corn stalks at the waist spit out big ears of fruit. Under the illumination of Qiu Guang, it is gold and Huang Chengcheng, like a crown in a palace.

Autumn is golden rice, autumn is red sorghum and autumn is sweet sugarcane.

Autumn wind rises, leaves float, and all my thoughts are told to the autumn wind with wine. May autumn wind bring you these thoughts!

Autumn wind and autumn rain are cool, autumn branches and leaves are yellow, autumn clouds and autumn moon are cool, autumn chrysanthemum and autumn geese are busy with autumn harvest, autumn sentiment is lingering, and Qiu Si misses autumn, which is another cool autumn. Remember to add autumn clothes, don't catch cold! Deep courtyard lock clear autumn!

Autumn is a sad season, with dead leaves flying and debris falling. I feel like an autumn leaf. Autumn has come, and when the wind blows, I feel very helpless.

Autumn blushes, spreads to delicate branches, and finally stays on naughty Ye Er.

In autumn, the leaves of Cinnamomum camphora are more beautiful. The golden leaves fall down and dance like butterflies. It's beautiful!

Maple leaves are red, like a layer of rouge. The colder the weather, the redder it becomes.

Autumn rain shines all over the sky like a pearl, fluttering and swaying.

A drop of flower dew, which penetrated the color of gorgeous sunshine, was mistaken for the color of flowers and lost its lightness in the eyes.

A gust of autumn wind blew and the leaves fell like snowflakes.

The wind, blowing gently, is a beautiful Cinderella; The tree began to take off its green summer clothes and put on its golden autumn clothes.

When the wind blows, maple leaves fall from the sky like dancing red butterflies.

Walking in the moonlight in September, the dream is like Cai Feng with wings, taking off from the window of the soul and worshiping the graceful Yuyu Qionglou.

Leaves fall gently with the breeze, like a boat.

There is a slight breeze in the silent morning, and the slight breeze is cool! It's autumn now, so friends must keep warm!

Autumn is fine, if you are here. Autumn wind, autumn rain, autumn scenery, so beautiful, but with a layer of inexplicable sadness.

Look at this pomegranate. Cutting the fruit inside is like a transparent "ruby". It's beautiful.

Pear put on a golden fluffy skirt and went to the dance happily.

Probably this season always gives people a feeling of autumn mourning, and there will be some faint feelings of early autumn in my heart.

Grape fruit is ripe, and under the green and yellow grape leaves, there are strings of crystal clear grapes, like strings of purple and black pearls.

In autumn, weeds turn yellow gradually by the wind, and the grassland becomes a golden ocean.

The autumn rain is continuous, and the light rain keeps on. From a distance, it looks like a dense bead curtain, which makes people feel that autumn rain is like a little girl who loves to cry.

Yellow leaves, gently floating on the water, like countless boats, slowly swing away with the wind.

It's early autumn again, isn't it hot? The slight autumn wind makes people feel a touch of sadness.

A gust of wind blew, and the leaves left the branches, falling slowly like orange pieces of paper.

When autumn comes again, I am accompanied by loneliness, and when autumn comes again, I am more or less separated and aggregated.

Autumn is so beautiful. Autumn is so cool. Autumn is so desirable.

Miss Qiu came quietly. Miss Qiu breathed a sigh of relief and whizzed, making the leaves on her head fall one after another, dancing like a golden butterfly!

When the autumn wind rises, the whole field, whether it is plants or weeds or leaves, is swaying, smiling and whispering.

Autumn grass has feelings and wants to die; Yellow flowers are unintentional, attracting Nanshan to overlook. Buildings intersect and smoke billows, which is the endless poetry of autumn.

Autumn is beautiful. I love autumn, its free and easy, its poetry, its entirety and its persistence. It is like a thin glass of wine, like a ray of sunshine, warm and elegant.

Autumn is so beautiful! I love autumn, its golden splendor, its fruitful results, and the joy of harvest!

A leaf falls to know the depth of autumn, and the autumn wind and autumn rain are sad.

Time pursues the ultimate destination of the soul and the support of fear. In September, I have no wine, I make up for eternity and eternity.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the forest is dyed golden; Walking in this dense forest in the sun really has a unique flavor.

The clear sky in late autumn is like an endless calm blue sea; Strong white light is jumping in the air, just like microwaves on the sea.

Autumn has come, and the mature rice is like a golden ocean after being blown by the wind.

It's autumn, and ripe rice is turning over Jin Lang in the autumn wind.

Pomegranates are ripe, spreading their lovely round faces and smiling faces like dolls, scrambling to report the good news of maturity to people.

Leaves fall from trees, some dance like butterflies, and some fly like geese. The ground is covered with fallen leaves, like a golden avenue, carrying my dreams into the distance.

In the autumn field, a grain of rice in Huang Chengcheng is so heavy that the ears of wheat can't stand straight, but they keep swinging, as if dancing happily.

Autumn has come, and leaves fall from trees like happy angels, conveying the news of autumn.

Leaves whirled down from the treetops and danced like a flock of butterflies. Some float to the mother's feet and lean against the tree to prepare for becoming nutrients in the coming year; Some float into the pond and become big umbrellas for small fish and frogs to play with; Some float on the heads of passers-by, telling them that autumn has come with gentle steps.

It's cold all night at the autumnal equinox. Put on more clothes and keep warm. Drink more water in the autumn equinox. Get up early and go to bed early. Everyone is blessed at the autumnal equinox. I put my blessing first. The autumnal equinox is coming. May you be healthy and happy.

Autumn scenery's figurative sentence

Autumn rain falls on the eaves, forming a series of water curtains, adding a unique scenery to the interior.

There is always inexplicable sadness in autumn, endless sadness, which continues to the distant land. Autumn, withered season, there will always be some inexplicable sadness in my heart, I don't know why?

Strings of round grapes, like strings of purple pearls, sparkle.

The rice in the field is ripe like a golden piece of gold.

Autumn leaves jump down from the tree like elves in flowered clothes.

It's all caused by autumn wind, and it's all caused by quiet night.

A gust of autumn wind blows, and the leaves fall slowly, dancing like golden butterflies.

Autumn is like a naughty child, drawing a field with a watercolor pen in his hand.

Autumn is the season of fruit ripening; Autumn is the season when geese fly south; Autumn is a brilliant season; Autumn is an unforgettable season.

Autumn wind blows gently, and yellow leaves fall. Occasionally, rain drops on my cheeks. With the shock of coolness, my heart suddenly becomes empty, like the autumn sky, Ming Che rises.

Autumn is a cool season. It is not as hot as summer, nor as cold as winter.

Autumn has come, and maple leaves have become as red as fire.

The prosperity of summer is fading away, and the sky is clear and far away. I like the tranquility and clarity of autumn, the melancholy and maturity of autumn, and the profound charm of autumn.

In the endless fields, the wheat waves roll and look like a golden ocean from a distance.

If you are sad, it is an autumn curled up in the corner, which makes people mourn; If you are sad, the leaves are everywhere, the autumn wind is everywhere, the wind is rustling, and the atmosphere of parting is brewing everywhere, but the road is full of tears, then autumn will be a parting autumn.

Autumn is really nice. All emotions will be treated gently, and you will never feel too much.

Compared with the splendor of spring, the glitz of summer and the silence of winter, Qiu is an ice-cold middle-aged man who is observant of the world, but he is not old yet.

I feel a little autumn, the weather is fine, the blue sky and white clouds, and the mountains and green waters are in a good mood.

A gust of autumn wind blows, and the leaves fall slowly, dancing like golden butterflies.

The sun is setting, the autumn wind is rustling, the flute is blowing and the reeds are flying. The lake is blue, the beach is quiet, the fruits are fragrant, and the moon is high.

Autumn wind has come, autumn rain has fallen, and the forests all over the mountain have been dyed, with thick green mixed with shallow red and yellow.

Fallen leaves, some like boats sailing in the wind, some like acrobats tumbling down, and some like hovering gliders.

Autumn is the golden rice in the field, the fruit on the tree, the welfare of working people and people's expectation for a better future.

The leaves on the tree turned yellow, and the fallen leaves danced up and down like golden birds.

In the autumn sunshine, the sweater is particularly bright red, setting off a delicate face, as pure as a clear sky.

Qiu, a successful scientist, is silently reviewing his previous growth path; Qiu is a strategist who returned from the battlefield. He was silently thinking about the command process just now. Qiu is the winner of the general election, and he is quietly considering the future policy agenda.

Autumn rain falls, leaving a broken heart of flowers; The smell of tears drifted in the rain, and the fate of being down and out was stained with unhappiness.

Bathed in fresh sunshine and rain, watching life flourish, my poems began to exude the fragrance of spring.

Looking back suddenly, autumn has quietly gone, and I am the only one, tasting the desolation of this season. But always miss the sadness of fallen leaves; Missed the tragic sunset of the long river; I also missed the sadness of the ancient road and the sunset.

In autumn, I dare not release my sadness in my heart and generously present it to the autumn wind, flying in this passionate season and flying in this tearful season.

There are red lanterns hanging on the persimmon tree, like full dolls. How cute!

In the early autumn of September, time flies and the years pass by in a hurry. Looking back on the past, it was like a dream, and everything was just blowing in the wind.

Miss Qiu, wearing a golden coat, came dusty. In the fields and Shan Ye, among the flowers in the orchard, autumn flies like a gust of wind, giving people a picture.

Autumn is like a fishing boat returning from the sea, full of people's joy.

September. Over half. Please give me a quiet time. Continue my dream, expectation, waiting, and my future.

Autumn rain, falling silently, is like the silver thread spit out by countless silkworm mothers, obliquely and densely woven, and the desolation and bitterness have already been revealed. Her rain curtain is dense, and a bead curtain is hung between heaven and earth.

Autumn makes us experience the sadness and loneliness of autumn since ancient times; Let's experience the fall of leaves in autumn, like the sad waves of a waterfall; In autumn, let's experience the sparseness of geese in the autumn sky.

Autumn is like a wisp of fragrance, which sucks the sweetness in the fragrance into the internal organs.

The autumnal equinox is coming, and it is getting cold. It's important to care about each other! Wear clothes in cold weather, have a full lunch and drink hot water. I hope my friendly tips can bring you a little warmth in the cold autumn!

In the endless fields, the wheat waves roll and look like an undulating ocean from a distance.

Autumn is the season of harvest, autumn is the season of golden fields and autumn is the season of hope.

Yellow leaves, gently floating on the water, like countless boats, slowly swing away with the wind.

The autumn morning is cool, with a hint of coolness, which makes people relaxed and happy.

In the endless fields, the rice is ripe. It is golden and looks like a long and wide yellow carpet.

The whole maple forest turned into a sea of fire, and even the people in it were reflected in red.

Because autumn has arrived, there is a faint sadness in my heart. Maybe all this is just a fragment of my association, which is related to my inner connected personal feelings.

Autumn wind has started, the harvest season has arrived, autumn is thick, and yellow leaves are falling.

In autumn, ginkgo is ripe, round and lovely. As soon as the autumn wind blows, they jump into the soil with beautiful "flowers" longitudinal force.

Autumn leaves are like a dancer. They broke free from the retention of trees, danced lightly with the accompaniment of the wind, jumped out of a unique dance of life, and finally fell feebly and were buried in the embrace of the earth.

The autumn wind, looking forward to the winter dream, because I met you, I have been moved.