Lagerstroemia indica

You see, the maple leaves are fiery red, glowing red, bright red, dancing assiduously in the autumn wind, laughing assiduously in the sunset, and showing their femininity assiduously in people's praise. Looking at the fiery maple, I can't help but think of the poem of Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty: "Frost leaves are red in February.

Early in the morning, I came to the park. I found that the trees in the park were not as lush as before, and the leaves fell all over the floor. A gust of autumn wind blew, and the fallen leaves on the ground danced with the wind, like beautiful butterflies. Some fallen leaves on the ground have withered; Some have just fallen, and there is still a trace of green; Others fell off a few days ago and were eaten by insects for several holes.

At this moment, I looked up and came into view. It is a flaming maple forest. Maple leaves are as bright and warm as red. I walked into the maple forest, picked up a maple leaf and observed it carefully. This maple leaf looks like a beautiful red five-star and an open palm. Veins spread freely among the leaves, as if I were the most beautiful here, but I quietly added a touch of beauty to the maple leaf.

This is the harvest season. Soybeans, corn and sorghum are all ripe and tired.

The autumn sky is very high, as if Pangu is still propping up heaven and earth; The sky is so blue, just like a painter painting blue paint in the sky.

The leaves of poplar are a little yellow. When the autumn wind blows, poplar wobbles, as if it were old and unstable.

The crops are happy, because they all bear fruit, and they are all saying, "Look, how big my fruit is, and I can rank first among the crops!" " ""You see, my fruit is not worse than yours. "The crops bear rich fruits and leave the sweetness to people, but they gradually turn yellow and get old.

In the campus lawn, grass sneaks out, just like putting a green military uniform on the earth; The beautiful teaching building quietly said to me, "I will shelter you from the wind and rain, so you should study hard." The surrounding scenery seems to say to me, "We all have achievements, have you?"? Let's race! "

Only Miss Liu bowed her head and said nothing, feeling very sad and sad. Crops comforted her one after another: "Although you have no fruit, your figure is beautiful, and you have brought beauty to people." Miss Liu finally smiled.

Autumn is so beautiful, I love autumn!