Fairy tale composition in autumn

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Autumn fairy tale composition 1 This is a short story about hedgehog and autumn.

One autumn, Little Hedgehog lived here: Under a dwarf tree, Little Hedgehog had many neighbors. When Little Hedgehog moved in, the house was already there, and his neighbors had already begun to prepare for the winter. Because hedgehog's mother won't let him knit the quilt, his father won't let him make shoes, and his grandparents won't let him cook, so he goes to the door to pick fruits, nuts and vegetables every day. After finishing these tasks, he went to water the dwarf trees and look at the chrysanthemums. He also helps the little frog dig the earth, build a new home and help the little squirrel transport pinecones and nuts every day. He often goes to the little monkey's house to make new clothes for his brothers and sisters, and tells the birds in the tree to go to the south to avoid the cold. In short, he is very concerned about his neighbors.

In late autumn, all the leaves fall off, and a golden "path" is paved on the ground. The little hedgehog and his friends rolled on the ground together, making the "path" creak, which was very beautiful. He also collects leaves as bookmarks and makes leaf stickers with friends.

Hedgehog plays house with his friends. Sister monkey is mother, brother monkey is father, hedgehog is son, squirrel is daughter, frog is younger son and turtle is younger daughter. They take pots, shovels, spoons and forks home. They eat vegetables, rice, nuts and fruits, but they really do. They made a new home with leaves and branches, and made toys with branches and leaves ... This autumn brought untold happiness to the small animals.

Some people say that autumn is short, some people say that autumn is happy, and some people say that autumn is a golden key, which opens the door to harvest and happiness. She is the most beautiful of the small animals.

For me, this shortest fairy tale can end, so goodbye.

Autumn fairy tale composition 2 Summer has quietly left, and soon we will usher in autumn with a hint of coolness. We added some shirts.

Autumn is the season of harvest. You see, Huang Xiangjiao on the banana tree in the orchard is ripe, and Huang Xiangjiao is like a boat, bringing coolness in autumn. The pomegranate on the pomegranate tree is ripe, and the red pomegranate is like a small lantern, which lights up the autumn picture; The fiery red sorghum nodded frequently in the autumn wind, as if welcoming the arrival of the autumn girl; The golden corn took off its pale green coat, as if enjoying the coolness of autumn.

Autumn is also a season with pleasant scenery. The autumn wind is blowing, and the yellow ginkgo orchards are flying all over the sky, just like butterflies dancing in the air to welcome the arrival of autumn girls. Flaming maple leaves fly down from the tree like red birds, as if to tell everyone that autumn is coming. My hometown is in the countryside, and today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. The Mid-Autumn Festival in the countryside is beautiful and dreamy, attracting all passers-by to follow me in the yard behind Taoism. There are many flowers and plants in grandma's yard. Roses, peonies, sunflowers and many unknown flowers. Many beautiful flowers are blooming this season. Look! That osmanthus tree has small flowers like rice grains and has a strong fragrance. A closer look shows that the oval leaves set off golden flowers, as if several fat dolls were lying in the cradle. Close to a smell, a strong fragrance rushed over, making people never tire of hearing it. Look! Those chrysanthemums are also competing to open, which is very beautiful. I was really surprised. Autumn is golden, always leaving a place for reverie. I like autumn and everything.

I love you in autumn. In autumn, you make me feel refreshed. easy ...

Autumn's Fairy Tale Composition 3 Autumn is a season that leaves behind years of precipitation and reposes good expectations.

Unconsciously, it is autumn. The sun in early autumn is still hot, and a little big action will make people sweat like rain, and it is easy to stay in the illusion of summer. In my memory, it is easy to distinguish between spring, summer and winter, but autumn is always like a shadow. It was not until the Mid-Autumn Festival that I realized that it was late autumn. So unconsciously, the Mid-Autumn Festival has become a symbol of autumn in my personal opinion-a symbol of precipitation year after year.

Mid-Autumn Festival is different for me every year. The reasons are complicated and inseparable.

Every Mid-Autumn Festival, my mother and I will go to my elders' home to give gifts. Although I always bring several different boxes of moon cakes with me every time, I can't tell which box to send, but the blessings contained in the moon cakes are the same.

Great-grandmother is ninety years old, and her health has gone from bad to worse since her great-grandfather left. However, every time we go, she will put a chair in front of the door and squint at us with a cane. I haven't stopped since I can remember. When I went to see her this year, I only felt that she was much older than last year. A few years ago, my hair was completely white, but the flesh of my eyelids drooped a lot, covering most of my eyes. It is hard to imagine those charming big eyes many years ago.

The old man cooked his own lunch. Originally, my mother and I were ready to leave after giving gifts, but we couldn't beat the old man, so we left more time. I don't know what's wrong with her, but every time I stare at her trembling hands, my heart can't help shaking. The food is very shabby, two dishes and one soup, and most of Huang Chengcheng's rice grains are stained with the scorched black of the cooker. However, the old man didn't see it and ate very comfortably.

After eating in a hurry, my mother cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and I basked in the sun with the old man. Autumn is always astringent, accompanied by sunshine. I wonder if it's my illusion. I saw the old man across the street gently holding my hand and touching it as follows. The autumn sunshine scattered all over her, making me unable to see her face clearly, but the radian of the corners of her mouth became deeper and clearer.

At this moment, I feel that she is inlaid with sunshine and will soon become transparent and disappear. The scars of the years on her face were smoothed away, as if she had returned to her youth, to the days when all her relatives and children were around, and suddenly she was out of place in this sad autumn.

My mother and I promised the old man to visit us often before we left, but the old man was still lifeless. In fact, I understand whether she is too lonely or whether there are too few days like Mid-Autumn Festival.

And I can't understand the suffering of the years after all, because I won't be lonely for the time being. I have so many friends and family with me. I just need to send my blessings with boxes of moon cakes, instead of squinting at the bench on a certain day. ...

I seem to see it again-

I saw an old man, even many such old people, the small bench, leaning on crutches, squinting and waiting alone.

However, when can they wait?

Autumn fairy tale composition 4 Autumn has come quietly.

The autumn wind also picked up the skirt horn overnight and became an uninvited guest. A gust of wind rolled up the skirt horn and all kinds of petals and leaves that fell to the ground, forming a small vortex in the air.

Autumn rain is like a follower of autumn wind, and it goes wherever it goes. After the first autumn wind, the crops and fruits in the orchard finally looked forward to the first autumn rain. Autumn rain, like a gentle little girl, the next rain is also gentle and intermittent, unlike brother Xue in winter, and sometimes there is a hail when he is unhappy. The autumn rain, when happy, is drizzle, and when unhappy, it is rainstorm at most.

The crops are happy now. They have been looking forward to a summer, fed up with the bullying of the summer sun, and they are looking forward to the autumn wind and autumn rain.

A month later, Miss Qiu arrived late. When Miss Qiu passed through the field, crops and fruits gave their hard-cultivated fruits everywhere, which made the farmer's uncle very happy. Miss Qiu is the goddess of harvest.

Miss Qiu passed the high mountain, and the maple trees on the mountain were coated with a thick layer of red pigment, which was as red as a fire. Seen from the air, the whole mountain looks like it is on fire, which is very beautiful.

Autumn is everywhere.

Fairy tale composition in autumn 5 Where is autumn? I ran to ask my mother, and her mother said, "Autumn is in your eyes, autumn is in your ears, and autumn is in your heart."

With a grain of salt, I ran to ask Grandpa Feng, "Grandpa Feng, where is autumn?" Grandpa Feng gasped and said, "My dear child, I don't know! I only know that my work is getting busier and more tired! " In a blink of an eye, it roared away, and at the same time, several leaves of the phoenix tree were scraped off.

I picked up a beautiful buttonwood leaf and asked, "buttonwood leaf, where is autumn?" Wutongye looked at me with sad eyes and said, "My child, I don't know!" " All I know is that many brothers and sisters and I are out of the arms of Mother Tree. "Her voice did not fall, she was picked up by a swallow and flew to the sky.

I quickly chased the swallow flying south and shouted, "Swallow, where is autumn?" The swallow said sadly, "my dear child, I don't know!" " All I know is that it's getting colder and colder here. I have to leave home and fly to the warm south. "Say that finish, he dropped the plane leaves and flew without a trace.

Where is autumn? I observe with my eyes, listen with my ears and feel with my heart. It turned out that she was right next to me.

Autumn fairy tale composition 6 The leaves in the sky float with the autumn wind, and autumn is coming! Dawn is no longer as early as summer. Gray weather, autumn wind blows our clothes, and autumn comes slowly in the passage of time.

Walking on the avenue in the forest, the leaves of ginkgo trees slowly changed color, and pieces of leaves like small fans fell to the ground at will, just like scenes in fairy tales. I like autumn. It is neither cold in winter nor hot in summer. Just like spring. I like the smell of autumn hidden under the covers every morning. I like to hold my mother and suck her body. I think this is the taste of autumn.

The osmanthus tree in front of our house is gradually turning yellow. I can always smell a fresh smell when I pass by every day. Autumn is the harvest season for farmers' uncles, and it is also the season for mid-term exams. The weather is getting colder and colder unconsciously. I like the quality of autumn. Although it is not so intense in winter and so hot in summer, he doesn't envy it. He just faces life calmly, feels life and shows his best side to everyone. I think this is the quality that we should learn from autumn. Over the years, how many great poets with great achievements have dropped ink on the fallen leaves in autumn, thus ignoring the ordinary quality of autumn, which is just a representative.

Autumn is like a magical fairy tale, mysterious and curious. There are beautiful snowflakes in winter and scorching sun in summer. Although there is nothing in autumn and it doesn't need beautiful words to decorate it, it is so ordinary.

Autumn Fairy Tale Composition 7 The world in autumn has become golden. Pieces of deja vu leaves are flying in the air, flying into my dream country, flying into my equally golden childhood, rippling in the clear spring of my heart, rippling with joy. ...

"Is autumn coming? Mom. " "Baby, don't worry. Look out the window. Miss Qiu will tell you. " In that golden season that moved me, I always opened a pair of bright "mirrors" hopefully, and took every moment of autumn into my eyes and engraved it in my heart. "Mom, dad, will you go out?" The impatient voice is like a bell coming from the room, crisp and shy, but people unconsciously shook their heads and jumped to their parents. Chubby little hands crept out from behind, parents' fingers were tightly held in small fists, hope and joy rolled in their eyes, and a happy smile appeared on their childish faces.

In that childhood, nothing brought me more happiness-that long tree-lined path. Especially in autumn, the wind seems unwilling to blow the golden Ye Er. Ye Er sings "Shalala" naughtily and waltzes with Qiu Die in the sky. Peas on the tree are turning red and black, jumping on the carpet paved with leaves. Just under this avenue, my parents took me by the hand and left a series of footprints on the golden carpet. I am like hanging on a swing, holding my parents' hands, and my little feet will jump up from time to time, swinging in tandem and playing with Ye Er at my feet.

Sometimes, I throw my hands off, jump far away by myself, look around on the tree-lined path, squat on the ground from time to time, and carefully observe everything under my feet and head. Even if a group of sneaky ants shuttle between the yellow leaves on the ground, they can't escape my eyes, but I always jump back stupidly and squat down to make way for the little ants to pass safely, which is also very satisfying.

I only like those little peas here. When I stepped on it, I could hear a crunchy sound of "pa", leaving a flat "small round cake". Doudou will also play hide-and-seek with me. For a time, they hid together in a lot, and for another time, they rolled down the hillside alone with the wind and hid behind me. I chased and danced, and I was almost ecstatic in the shadow of this road. I don't know when, the cunning Doudou took me to dance, sometimes raising my hand and sometimes turning around. In this way, I left a hearty and innocent laugh here. When I was satisfied with my dance, I turned my head quietly and watched my parents snuggle up and whisper to each other. I smiled vaguely, ran to them, cocked my head, listened quietly and watched them retreat. ...

The autumn wind blew Ye Er under the starry sky again, and Ye Er sang a lullaby in autumn. On the way home, my mother held me carefully and fell asleep. Under this starry sky, on my mother's warm back, I smiled with satisfaction and happiness, because in my sweet sleep, I met an autumn fairy tale.

Autumn Fairy Tale Composition 8 Quietly, quietly, the autumn girl came to the world with cheerful steps and put on a new coat for the earth.

Look, look, the leaves on the tree are red. From a distance, one line and two lines are like burning fireworks. The wind is blowing gently, and the golden Ye Er falls into the arms of Mother Earth like a butterfly, contributing its final strength. Naughty children can't help running, jumping and playing on it. From time to time, they give out silvery laughter. While whispering in Ye Er, they play an autumn poem.

Come on, come on, look, the Chinese rose is in bud! Red, white, pink and yellow, strive for beauty! Butterflies, like elves, are curious about them and carefully protect these fragrant and delicate flowers. The most beautiful thing is colorful grass. Small wild flowers, like strings of colorful pearls, are embedded in the jasper-like grass, which can not help but add a touch of gorgeous color to the autumn picture scroll. Snow-white dandelions are blown by the autumn wind, and one white angel after another flies to the distance with fantastic wishes, hoping to see a bigger and more colorful world. Insects, listen, the bells ringing in the distance and the children's slapstick sound can't help playing one autumn symphony after another.

Listen, that's the high-pitched part, telling the joy of fruit harvest. Listen, that's the alto part that tells the silence of autumn water. Listen, that's the high-pitched part that tells the rising moon and the incomparable yearning of distant wanderers. Falling together, euphemistically speaking, this is the sublimation of autumn. In autumn, you are a relaxed and beautiful song, depicting one wonderful natural scenery after another. In autumn, you are an endless poem, which inspires us one life after another.

In autumn, you are a colorful picture, recording one beautiful moment after another.

Autumn fairy tale composition 9 "The trees are overgrown, the grass is lush, the autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rough." Cao Cao's "Looking at the Sea" describes the vastness of the sea in autumn, and the autumn in our campus is not inferior.

In the morning, before the sun rises, the campus is foggy, and occasionally a refreshing breeze blows. Trees and grass seem to be still asleep, waiting for the morning sun to wake them up. The air is fresh and spotless, like a little doll who loves beauty. She bathes with dew every day. The sun just showed half a face, and the green radish in front of the classroom window twisted slightly under the autumn wind, stretching its bones and muscles, and its color became greener.

At noon, the sun shines gently on the earth. The pomegranate on the tree has opened its mouth and finally hit the ground with a bang. And the flowers are still scrambling to open, hoping to bloom again at the last moment. The autumn wind kept shaking the tree, shaking off one leaf after another, and then looked at its masterpiece playfully and smiled proudly.

The most comfortable time is afternoon. The sunshine is not as strong as noon, but it is warm and soft like a loving mother. Autumn wind has also become a quiet lady, quietly passing by, taking away dandelion seeds, one, two, countless umbrellas flying all over the sky, floating to every corner.

If it rains, you won't feel bored. The intermittent autumn rain washed away the impetuousness in our hearts and calmed our fiery hearts. But somehow, it makes us feel faint sadness, as if we were quietly pouring out its troubles and talking to me.

Fairy tales in autumn, told gently.

Autumn Fairy Tale Composition 10 Time flies like water, and it flows through the colorful summer in a blink of an eye and gathers in front of the oil painting Autumn. The brightest years are burning in this autumn, and the vicissitudes of time are deeply and shallowly smeared in every corner of the field.

Autumn is a colorful season, and it is a canvas that constantly changes colors. Purple eggplant, yellow corn, and those thick green tones, the flowers in early autumn are still gorgeous, the autumn leaves are colorful, the autumn fruits are orange red, and all kinds of insects tirelessly sing autumn in the fields. ...

When the fragrance of sunflowers gradually falls asleep, I stand on tiptoe and step on the cold stream, looking at the distant mountains and autumn waters, and there are a few sunset clouds ... Who misses you in the colorful autumn? Who carved whose lonely face? How sad, began to grow and spread in the autumn wind.

It is you who are drifting away, not time; The long and distant autumn is my memory.

Once, ask me, if the expectation is gone and the oath is gone forever, will you suffer? I don't seem to care: no, life doesn't need it, and it can't get too much. ...

Autumn outside the window is so quiet that it hurts. The love in my heart is my eyes wet by autumn rain.

The gentle smile in the corner of my eye is like a rising cloud of smoke. I really want to hold you in my arms again and touch the hair that falls on my shoulders, accompanied by the cool rain.

It is like a gorgeous autumn sunshine, intertwined with the gorgeous scenery on the shore into a leisurely warmth ... We are like the wind at the water's edge, natural and light, just like a butterfly meets a flower.

At that moment, you stood on the shore like a tree and forgot the prosperity of the world of mortals behind you. Facing the sea, spring blossoms.

In the early morning light, there are clear streams and green grass, beating the rain, singing flowers and whispering clouds ... full of happiness and happiness.

Love is gained after treasure, regardless of worldly gains and losses. ...

The most beautiful thing is this moment.

You are a distant and quiet cloud in the twilight, passing through warm eyes, waiting for the autumn sunshine to fall leisurely.

You are a crape myrtle withered in the morning light. Watching the water vapor gradually disperse along the wind direction ...

Thoughts and sunshine overlap, so that the flowers of time rise and fall gently in the breeze, and the ripples of annual rings ripple in the rhyme.

What a simple happiness! When it is in your hand, it is so easy to grasp.

When cuckoo flies away, when petals escape from stamens, when those green flowers begin to be barren, when mottled branches begin to collect wrinkles, dreams begin to lose.

Why can't people and things stand the advice of time? Why was once innocence dried by the sun and the moon? Only dreams, but also retain the original intention, vows. As if in front of you, gently calling me.

In the quiet of autumn, insects are the only melodious sound. The autumn wind blows out a different rhyme, like holding a brush and smearing the colors of the season. Autumn rhyme goes with the water. ...

Autumn fairy tale composition 1 1 People say that spring is the most beautiful, but I say it is not as charming as autumn. I love poetic autumn, and she has a unique beauty.

I woke up in the morning and accidentally found some yellow leaves in the yard. The breeze blew, and I felt a chill, and I couldn't help shivering. Oh, the fallen leaves and the cool breeze silently announced to people that Miss Qiu had come.

Miss Qiu has three sisters. Her elder sister's name is Qiu Yun. During the day, Qiu Yun wears a blue dress and washes the sky clean. Looking up at the blue sky, Wan Li is cloudless and sunny, which is really refreshing. In the evening, Sister Qiu Yun put on colorful camouflage clothes and looked up at the sky, only to see clouds floating in the west, changing endlessly. Like cotton, like fish scales, like mountains, like fortresses. When the moon lifted off, a slowly flowing white cloud suddenly covered the beautiful face of the moon, and then it brushed it gently. The moon shines its light like water on the earth.

Second sister's name is Qiu Feng. She is a naughty child-lively and lovely. You see, like a young child, she walks into thousands of households with gentle steps and wakes people up quietly. Autumn is coming. Look! As soon as the green leaves rustle in the Woods, she will happily say, "Guys, I brought you new clothes." At this moment, all the people in Ye Er have put on their new golden clothes. You look at me, and I look at you, squeezing forward and backward, and slowly throwing themselves into the arms of the earth aunt, waiting for the new mission in the coming year. Then, the autumn wind girl came to the field of Happy Farm with a silvery song. Autumn valley smiled and quietly accepted her touch. The wind rises and falls, rolling up thousands of waves. Sorghum was waiting there anxiously, like a blazing fire. The timid corn poked its head out to watch the excitement. Suddenly, rice bent over with laughter, sorghum blushed, corn blossomed ... Autumn wind came to the hillside and made a maple leaf.

My sister's name is Yu Qiu. She was very busy at work some time ago and often worked overtime. At this time, she has more rest and less work. Listen! Shua shua shua ..... Autumn rain girl came, and raindrops fell gently from the sky to the ground, just like countless transparent pearls falling from the sky, waking the sleeping earth from its dream. Raindrops fell on crops, trees and grasslands, and crops, trees and grasslands were desperately sucking nectar. Instantly, it's like pouring infinite strength, straightening up and growing freely. Raindrops fall on flowers, and chrysanthemums, osmanthus flowers and begonia flowers bloom more brightly. Raindrops fall on the dusty road, just like a big broom to drive away a little dust, and like a big faucet to wash the asphalt road spotless, just like washing your face, showing incomparable joy.

Autumn clouds, autumn wind and autumn rain, I like you, because you bring charming autumn colors, you bring a harvest season, let the cultivators harvest and make the reapers happy.

Autumn fairy tale composition 12 different fairy tales are written all year round. Fairy tales in spring are full of vitality, fairy tales in summer are lush, and fairy tales in winter are a little cold. My favorite is colorful autumn fairy tales!

In the fairy tale of autumn, it is raining golden. You don't believe me? Look! Take off the leaves of golden peach leaves, and you will find that there are many golden dots on the oval leaves, which look like peach leaves. It seems that there are countless golden raindrops hitting it. When you turn it upside down, you can clearly see a prominent thick stem with many small stems on it, 20, no, 50, no … Oh! There are countless.

In autumn fairy tales, there are clapping leaves. You don't believe me? Look! Observe the maple leaf, and you will find that the maple leaf is like a child's little hand. A breeze blew, and the little hands on the maple tree shook like a pair of little hands flapping. Look! "Hands" are red! In early autumn, maple leaves will turn into three colors-red, yellow and green. In late autumn, the "little hand" will beat hard until all the leaves turn red. At close range, it looks like a pair of cute little hands, and at a distance it looks like a burning flame.

In autumn fairy tales, there are fans full of trees. You don't believe me? Look! The leaves of that ginkgo tree. Pick a leaf and a slender stem will catch your eye. There is a fan-shaped leaf above the stem, and the veins on the leaf are clearly visible. Yes, they are all vertical. The front of the blade has gradually turned a little yellow. Another breeze blew, and Ginkgo shook. The wind seems a little strong. Perhaps, the autumn wind is passed by ginkgo biloba.

Autumn fairy tale composition 13 autumn is like a beautiful fairy, stepping lightly and opening the door of autumn.

She gently blew the fairy dust into the orchard, the fruit was ripe, the oranges were covered with golden coats, and a group of oranges were playing fun games together. Brother Apple put on his handsome red clothes as if he were saying something to me. Sister Yali took off her green clothes in autumn and put on a golden robe, hanging on the branch like a gourd and smiling at me. Brother Persimmon put on red clothes and waved to us as if he were smiling at us. Persimmons are like red lanterns. Pomegranate girl is dressed in red and wearing a crown, as if to say, "I am the king of fruit."

She blew the breath of a fairy into the field, and the rice bent like an old man. Brother Corn put on one thick cotton-padded jacket after another, revealing brown hair. Brother Gao Liang held a burning torch as if to light up the whole world.

She gently blew a mouthful of fairy air into the park, and colorful chrysanthemums were in full bloom, white as snow, red as fire, yellow as gold, pink as chardonnay, and beautiful. Osmanthus fragrans is fragrant, can float thousands of miles, and produces flowers the size of rice grains, which are as dazzling as stars. The maple leaves clap their hands, the autumn wind blows, and the fallen leaves cover the earth, as if to say, "This is our territory, and no one is allowed to enter."

Autumn is really colorful!

Autumn fairy tale composition 14 autumn fairy tale autumn is coming. Knowing that everything is hot in summer, she brought Mr. Beifeng to cool us down.

The grapes cooled down and turned back to the original purple, smiling at Miss Qiu. Persimmons were subjected to a gust of north wind, and their faces were flushed with cold. The brightly lit and colorful scene hanging on the branches during the Lantern Festival was beautiful. The faint green leaves on pomegranate trees in summer are like sweet potatoes steamed by fire. Lovely pomegranate smiled and opened her mouth, revealing crystal clear fruit.

The orchard is very lively. In order to welcome Miss Qiu, a "fashion" contest is being held! The first one to appear is Apple's sister. She changed into a green skirt and a red pleated skirt embroidered with golden flowers, wearing a green hat on her head. The next one is osmanthus girl. She wore a golden skirt, her face was red, and she was wearing that fragrant perfume, which filled the whole stage with fragrant breath-the mountain forest specially dressed herself in colorful colors to welcome Miss Qiu, and paved the mountain road with leaves, so that the mountain forest was full of dandelions. The streams in the mountains have washed themselves spotless. Welcome Miss Qiu. The leaves in the forest are red, green, yellow and purple-why did you dye them like this? Originally it was to welcome Miss Qiu! Tourists can't help coming to the forest, holding a clear spring, which is so cool and sweet; Enjoy a bouquet of osmanthus, so fragrant and beautiful; Listen, autumn wind is so intoxicating. Miss Qiu is leaving, and everyone will give up one by one. I'm really looking forward to next autumn!

Autumn fairy tale composition 15 There are four daughters in autumn, who are in charge of different things. The eldest daughter is autumn wind, the second is autumn rain, the third is chrysanthemum, and the fourth is rice.

One day in autumn, my mother called her four daughters to her side and said to them, "You are all grown up. Don't always revolve around your mother. You should go out and see the world and help your mother. " The four daughters agreed.

Autumn came, and the eldest daughter Qiu Feng said to her mother, "Mom, rest at home!" " "

Autumn wind is a hardworking girl. She will air-dry the grain and help the farmer's uncle improve the fields on the threshing floor. When it is planted in autumn, the ground is dry. Miss Qiu Feng went home at once and asked her sister Yu Qiu to sprinkle rain on the land. The farmer's uncle is busy with autumn sowing happily.

Miss Qiu Feng and her sister Yu Qiu went home, but in autumn, her mother only praised Miss Qiu Feng, not Miss Yu Qiu.

Miss Yu Qiu was very angry. There was a heavy rain, which flooded all the crops.

In autumn, my mother was angry, and Miss Black Yu Qiu made two bans: (1) Don't leave the dry area; Second, it is not allowed to rain indiscriminately.

Chrysanthemum girl and rice girl secretly and silently contribute to people. It is said that the chrysanthemum girl exudes a faint fragrance at the edge of the flower bed, which makes people feel refreshed when passing by. Let's talk about the rice flower girl producing rice in the field, so that people can eat delicious rice.

In autumn, my mother was very satisfied with the work of her three daughters and encouraged them to contribute to everyone.