Autumn is my favorite season of the year.
Autumn is so crisp, geese fly south! You see the geese flying south in herringbone, and a large part of the leaves turn yellow. When the wind blows gently, they fall, just like butterflies dancing in mid-air. The grass on the ground is asleep, waiting to change into green clothes next spring. Colorful flowers turned yellow, and only chrysanthemums were still basking there.
Autumn is the harvest season, especially.
In the field, the rice plants are covered with golden rice, bending over, as if bowing to the cool autumn wind, looking from a distance, like a golden carpet laid by Grandpa Earth. An old man is holding a sickle and trying to cut golden rice, sweating all over. In autumn, the fruit in the orchard is ripe, the orange tree is covered with golden lanterns, and the dolls on the apple tree secretly laugh on the tree; The most striking thing is persimmon tree. The orange persimmon, small in shape, hangs on the branches, which makes people fondle it. I can't wait to take a bite. Some persimmons are not ripe. I can pick oranges, apples, persimmons and baskets.
Autumn is really beautiful!
2. Autumn is mature and rational. It is not shy and charming in spring, naked and hot in summer, and introverted and implicit in winter. Autumn has quietly arrived, coming to fields, streams and Shan Ye, putting on charming autumn clothes for the earth. I walked into the park. The autumn wind blows, and the red leaves on the ground seem to be the morning glow. It's really beautiful.
Autumn is a season full of colors and smells. Besides colors and smells, there are also sounds and lights, which are autumn sounds and autumn days. At this time, I was dazzled by colorful autumn colors.
Walking on, I saw the endless grass dotted with all kinds of chrysanthemums. They danced happily on the grass like children.
Looking up, the sky is blue, like a freshly washed sapphire, which makes people relaxed and happy. Autumn sunshine is warm and quiet, autumn wind is gentle, and blue sky and white clouds are elegant and melodious.
I came to the orchard again. There are so many fruits there! There are apples, bananas, oranges, grapes and so on. The young tree was weighed down by the heavy apples. Autumn is really a harvest season, and everywhere is full of harvest joy.
I happily let out a cry: autumn is so beautiful, I love autumn! I ran, and Miss Qiu stroked my head, as if to say to me: You must learn enough knowledge every year and run in the ocean of knowledge. I like beautiful autumn!
When the leaves on the tree turn yellow and fall one by one, we will feel that autumn is coming; When the autumn wind is bleak and the Huang Chengcheng millet in the wheat field is full and waiting for harvest, we will feel that autumn is not far from us. Indeed, autumn has come.
In this sweet-scented osmanthus-scented and fruitful season, my parents and I decided to go to Overseas Chinese Park for a day and feel the harvest and joy brought by autumn.
As soon as I stepped into the garden, the first thing I saw was a colorful flower bed. There are many kinds of flowers in the big flower bed, among which chrysanthemum is my favorite, because chrysanthemum only exists in autumn, and it represents an auspicious symbol of autumn. That blooming chrysanthemum is as round and lovely as a ball full of yellow. There is a big pool beside the flower bed, spraying many small fountains. Really beautiful!
Walking to the river, there are several small fish in the river, which seem to be playing. There is a tall willow tree by the river, its leaves are half green and half yellow, fluttering in the wind. Some leaves fell on the river, and the fish seemed to use them as umbrellas to enjoy the cool under the trees.
In autumn, many flowers wither, and only chrysanthemums are blooming with that satisfied smile. Yellow and yellow are really colorful. While picking chrysanthemums, I savored the breath of autumn. And I admire the quality of chrysanthemum that is not afraid of cold!
I love autumn because it brings me endless fun and selfless dedication.
3. How do you write 350 words after reading Qiu Qiu's mother? After dinner this morning, I read a picture book, Qiu Qiu Looking for Mom, which moved me.
This story is about a chicken named Qiu Qiu, who lives a lonely life and wants to have a mother. One day, it set out to find its mother. Qiu Qiu met a giraffe wife who was as yellow as her for the first time, but Mrs giraffe was not Qiu Qiu's mother. The second thing Qiu Qiu met was Mrs Penguin with similar wings, but Mrs Penguin was not Qiu Qiu's mother. The third person I met was Mrs Walrus, who had a fat face like it. Mrs Walrus was very unfriendly to Qiu Qiu, which made Qiu Qiu very sad. Wherever Qiu Qiu goes, she can't find a mother who looks like her. Finally, Qiu Qiu met a bear wife who was nothing like himself. Mrs Bear not only hugged him, kissed him, sang and danced with him, but also took Qiu Qiu home to make him an apple pie. This makes Qiu Qiu feel very happy because her new mother looks like her.
In this story, I saw that Mrs. Bear had a loving heart, which moved Qiu Qiu and made her a mother. Mrs. Bear's kindness also touched me. I also want to be a kind person, caring for others and helping others. At the same time, I hope more people can give their love and make the earth full of love!
4. Write autumn scenery's composition in the mood of reading. I recently wrote an article. Please see if it works. This is not good. Please forgive me!
autumn
When the charm of autumn comes quietly to this intoxicating world, a bud of hope quietly sticks out of her soft waist, gently enjoys the touch of autumn wind in the gentleness of warm sun, gently reveals a charming smile, and gently welcomes new life and new sunrise. This is a vibrant life, she quietly came to our side with the rain and the morning glow; This is a lovely colorful baby. She quietly walked into our center with success and hope.
The beauty of late autumn, quietly arrival in the world, is also quietly intoxicating.
The panda sitting with his friends slowly came in on the boulevard full of buttonwood trees, listening to "Can you feel my words" written by Leehom on the CD. The magnetic sound, accompanied by the breeze, slowly spiraled into the sky. I curled up and hid in a seat in the shade of a tree. The golden color on the ground reminds me of the arrival of autumn. The autumn wind fills my eyes and touches our faces with a smile, as if singing for our joy and laughing for the beauty of the world.
Poetry, paintings, songs, dreams, love stories between lovers, laughter between friends. The autumn wind is rustling, blowing up the fallen leaves and swirling them into our field of vision. The fallen leaves seem to be telling something, their footsteps are flapping, the brisk beat, rustling, rustling ... It seems that the wind has never left, and they want to keep something. They are attached to that clear figure, that clean beauty ... A golden carpet composed of fallen leaves is quietly spread to the distance, and the sound of the autumn wind gently echoes in our ears. Autumn is charming and charming, as if it were a huge oil painting, and we are the moving scenes pieced together with little paint in the picture scroll.
Look up at the sky, glassy blue, clear blue, transparent blue. The autumn wind is singing happily, and the white clouds are dancing happily under the autumn violin. I am worried that this beautiful and transparent agate will be covered with a layer of gray by dark clouds, just like that flamboyant youth, a little sour, a little sweet, a little sad and a little intoxicating; Whether this beautiful picture will suddenly leave me, just like that summer, quietly blown away by the wind and quietly disappeared into the dream. ...
I have always felt that this is a season full of sadness. Autumn is always so slightly injured. Dead leaves all over the sky are like a note that destroys people's tears. Without the song-like enthusiasm in summer and elegance in winter, it always teaches people to linger in the sunset, always revel in memories, and always looks like a fleeting meteor, so its capacity is easily forgotten. ...
On the phoenix tree dyed red by the wind, some petals blow from nowhere. Residual flowers and fallen leaves have been tightly intertwined. They don't seem to want to be blown away by the wind, nor do they want to leave this beautiful land. Or maybe the branches don't want to be lonely, but want to fight against fate, keep that thin fragrance and slowly shine.
As the sun sets, birds return to their nests, and the boundless earth is covered with the glow of the sun. The fallen leaves and the glow merge together to form a golden stream, which meanders into the distance. The autumn wind near the evening, with a little coolness, gently slaps on my face, like the touch of my mother's warm hand, like the entanglement of lovers' sweet words, delicate and soft, taking away the fatigue buried deep in my heart and bringing the truest greetings in autumn.
Stepping on the warm sunset glow, strolling along the tree-lined path covered with gold, listening to the gurgling stream not far away, and watching the sunset sink into the distant sky, my heart became extraordinarily clean in this beautiful golden color, as if I had returned to that distant childhood, and as if I had seen my long-awaited dream.
"Cold orange pomelo, autumn old phoenix tree. Whoever goes to the North Building appreciates the wind. "
5. How to write autumn after reading Autumn ―― Thoughts on reading Autumn by Ba Jin. Recently, when reading Autumn, the third masterpiece of Ba Jin's Riptide Trilogy, the words "Autumn is cool" always come to mind from time to time.
Autumn is supposed to be a crisp, clear and fruitful season in Wan Li. But to be honest, in the process of reading, I always feel very depressed, and I have to put down my book several times to get some air outside.
After watching it, I stayed up all night last night and had a lot to say. The gaos thought is new, timid, and based on editing, which makes people angry.
He thought that with the foolish idea of "sacrificing one person to make the whole family happy", others would understand and appreciate him; He thinks that his passive Nuo Nuo can please everyone around him, but he is all wet. He flinched again and again and acted as a good man again and again. Not only did he not get the respect and gratitude that others deserved, but he was despised and resented by others.
If you don't take yourself seriously, how can others take you seriously In the face of others' deliberate difficulties, it is not a rebuttal but a silent acceptance. After a long time, others unconsciously treat you as a soft persimmon, and you can pinch it if you want. A noble gentleman may be inferior to a maid in the eyes of the whole mansion.
Who caused all this? Of course, it has something to do with the old system and the old ethical code of cannibalism, and it is also because he has experienced too many disasters that he has become like that. But why do other half-brothers and sisters who grew up in a mansion have the opposite attitude towards him? Gao Juemin, the second brother, has his own independent views on everything. He has his own beliefs and pursuits and is full of hope for the future. Although he is sometimes too extreme, he is a hundred times better than resignation.
Third Sister Shuhua dares to speak and do, and is not afraid of anything. She lives according to her own ideas. Although many people feel sorry for her, she has never seen a hair missing. Therefore, Gao Xin is not the culprit of what he is today, but himself. He has no personality and no principles of his own.
Every time I face the humiliation of the so-called elders, I choose to submit to humiliation, thinking that I can avoid this robbery by burying my head in the sand like an ostrich in the face of danger. And the result? "People are good at being bullied, while Ma is good at being ridden".
It's not that kindness is bad, but that unprincipled kindness is to support the bad guys and help the evil forces. Taking a step back may be broad-minded, but blindly retreating is suicide.
That's what people do. If you don't break out in silence, you will perish in silence. Are those old systems and cannibalism really that terrible? Are those respectable elders really worthy of respect? Lu Xun's "old ethics eating people" really appeared in autumn.
Qianer, the servant girl, is ill. Instead of asking a doctor for treatment, the master left her to fend for herself and finally died alive. After the death of money, there is no even a burial treatment, only one package is left.
Hui Fang Shuzhen is the most pitiful. She is kind, sensitive and cowardly. Every time her parents quarrel, she inevitably acts as their punching bag and is abused and beaten innocently.
So many people around sympathized with her, but in the face of her lonely cry for help, they just comforted her euphemistically, but none of them fulfilled their promises. Hopes that her brothers and sisters would come to save her were dashed. In desperation, she chose to jump into a well to end her young life.
Chueh-hsin is kind, Chueh-min has faith, Shuhua has courage, and Qin is careful, but it is useless. They didn't really reach out to help their sister. I felt that they were so indifferent.
Everyone only cares about their own affairs, and the style of "nothing to do with themselves, hanging high" is disgusting. When I was studying, I really hated the era when people ate people, and I was glad that I lived in a brand-new era.
Qianer, Shu Zhen and many other people's precious lives were thus swallowed up by the hateful old ethics. It seems that cannibalism is really terrible.
No wonder every time someone advised Chueh-hsin not to be afraid and to stand up and resist, he always muttered, You don't know how hard my heart is and how terrible my situation is, so you have to prevaricate and escape. In fact, those old systems and ethics are not so terrible. They are like Chairman Mao's grandiloquence that "all opposition parties are paper tigers, and they will fall when you hit them".
Unfortunately, under that specific background, Chueh-hsin has not realized this. He suffered too much, watching his beloved being deprived of his life again and again, but there was nothing he could do.
Maybe he's too disappointed in himself. He became discouraged and lost hope in life. "Nothing is sadder than death." . He walked in this world like a zombie and became pessimistic and world-weary.
He sees the world with colored eyes. No wonder, in his eyes, the autumn sky is gray, and the autumn wind sweeps the leaves everywhere. But in Chueh-min's eyes with faith and pursuit, autumn is another scene. He firmly believes that if autumn comes, can spring be far behind? It seems that the environment is the same. If the mood is different, then the world he sees must be very different.
After closing the book, I can't get rid of my disgust and anger at Gao Juexin, a gentleman. His negative attitude towards Nuo Nuo and his beauty not only hurt the people around him, but also hurt himself.
He naively thought that if he suffered more and suffered more, he would get the understanding and sympathy of others and save the already crumbling Gaos thought. He thinks others will understand his kindness. He can get everyone's satisfaction by crushing his teeth and swallowing them.
Maybe he didn't understand how sad this wishful thinking was until he died. You can satisfy everyone at a certain moment, or you can satisfy some people all the time, but you can never satisfy everyone all the time.
If you care too much about others, you will lose yourself. Fortunately, the old man Ba Jin made Chueh-hsin resist once in the end and became an indomitable spirit.
Finally, we breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise we would be suffocated by this gentleman in the Gaos family. It turns out that people can resist when they are forced to a certain extent, which just verifies the sentence: where there is oppression, there is resistance.
Chueh-hsin's outburst warned all those who didn't take him seriously: Don't push others too hard.
6. The composition in autumn is more than 600 words. That autumn, we entered middle school. This is a bleak autumn. In early autumn, leaves splash red. This is my favorite season. Think of the first time we met. We hit it off as soon as we met. We all like autumn. Love this broken and bleak autumn. We are really speculative.
Once upon a time, we sat on the horizontal bar together, and the wind gently blew through the hair tips. Looking up, the leaves on the tree are all red, one by one, falling to the ground. Looking down, there is red everywhere. I think our friendship is as red as this fallen leaf. On campus, the sky is clear and blue. I remember she always liked stepping on fallen leaves. She said it would make a broken sound. She likes the sound. I am helpless about her negativity. Then she said that she had done something very sorry to someone. I was surprised and asked who she was and what she was. She didn't answer. My heart is falling deeply. She still smiles and looks up at the sky. I followed her eyes and looked into the distance ...
We are too close. Too close. This finally convinced me that distance produces beauty. We are all sensitive girls who love autumn. Afraid of losing, afraid of getting hurt. But fear of injury is bound to lose. I think we are two hedgehogs, and we are used to using thorns to protect ourselves, so if we get too close, we will hurt each other.
Along the autumn leaves, we walked quietly. Leaves lose their bright colors, become pale and yellow, and become more dry and fragile. She still stepped on the leaves, making them make a heartbreaking sound. I think our friendship is as fragile as this dead leaf. She simply said, I'm leaving. I nodded gently. Then, she gradually disappeared from my sight, and gradually became a black spot, blurred. ...
"There are always some trees that will fall to their roots, and there are always some dreams that will be buried from now on." I said to myself. Winter has come and my autumn is over. I looked up, and the sky was still so blue and empty. It's just, student, you're gone.
7. How to write the feeling of autumn in the old capital? In Autumn in the Old Capital, Yu Dafu shows the unique charm, unique color, unique voice, unique charm and unique artistic conception of autumn through unique expression techniques. The "autumn" in "Autumn in the Old Capital" is like this: "Especially clear, especially quiet, especially sad." This kind of "purity", "quietness" and "sadness" is the general projection of autumn in the old capital Peiping on the writer's mind, which constitutes the tone and background of the article. As far as the full text is concerned, the author intends to praise autumn. Why did he paint the reader's feelings with sadness from the beginning? Is it against the logic of life? No, this kind of "clear, quiet and sad" is the characteristic of autumn, which is also the author's focus, because this color itself is a kind of beauty. A wandering locust leaf can touch feelings, and a few cries of autumn insects are enough to touch the soul. This profound anxiety and feeling of being left out by the lonely were the feelings of Yu Dafu at that time. Because writers feel lonely and sad when describing objective things. Like the old capital Beiping, the author's feelings are also covered with a faint autumn. Yu Dafu painted a delicate and profound subjective picture with his emotions, which constituted the skeleton of the article. Readers can feel the power of beauty in their works by appreciating autumn colors, autumn tastes, autumn artistic conception and autumn gestures. All scenery words are love words. The perfect integration and unity of "things" and "I" in this paper. Shows the writer's outstanding artistic talent. It is not only an objective description of Peiping's autumn, but also a reflection of the author's mood at that time. It is one of Yu Dafu's many lyrical essays.
Autumn scenery, the old capital, should be rich and colorful, such as the red leaves in Xiangshan and the Summer Palace, which is full of tourists. Why did the author only choose these landscapes to write?
"All scenery words are sentimental words" points out that the scenery and things written by writers are attached to certain emotions, which are mostly the reappearance of the writer's own emotional process. In this paper, the leisure, seclusion, loneliness, decline and depression of Mid-Autumn Flowers, Autumn Rain, Qiu Guang and Autumn Sound are all the true colors of autumn on the surface, but in fact they are the projection of autumn in the north in the author's mind. The materials used in the article mainly reflect the characteristics of "clearness, quietness and sadness", but the warm colors of the red leaves in Xiangshan and the noise of the Summer Palace are not commensurate with the emotional tone of the article, so the materials used in the prose should focus on the center and the author's thoughts and feelings. This is the way to control the scene with emotion and show people with emotion.
8. How to write after reading The Story of Autumn? Mother's love is endless, and she can surpass all forces; Maternal love is fickle and severe, and it is puzzling to care about performance for a while; Mother's love is invisible, she hides in her mother's heart so that you can't see it; Maternal love is great, she is boundless! Endless! The Story of Autumn tells the story of a boy's mother who went out to look for food in the hot sun because there was no food and water at home. Along the way, she met three dying trees and a dry well. They all asked the boy's mother to give them some water, so they gave her an apple, a rabbit, a tiger coat and a bowl of water respectively.
The boy's mother cut her finger without hesitation, and exchanged her blood for apples and rabbits to fill her son's stomach, a bowl of water to quench his thirst, and even a tiger coat to block the autumn wind. The boy's mother gave something to the child, but never came back.
In autumn, the leaves of three trees turn red. The red leaves were so dazzling that they were dyed red by a mother's blood.
How touching the mother in the story is! I bought food and clothing for my children with my life, and also saved three big trees and a dry well. She dyed the green leaves red with her own blood! I still remember when I first started school, my classmates basically had cars at home, and my father rode an old motorcycle. Students live in a beautiful new house, and my family lives in an old rental house; My classmate's parents are both leading cadres and senior staff, while my parents are both working.
So I often complain about my home or here at home. Motherly love is endless, and she can surpass all forces; Maternal love is fickle and severe, and it is puzzling to care about performance for a while; Mother's love is invisible, she hides in her mother's heart so that you can't see it; Maternal love is great, she is boundless! Endless! The Story of Autumn tells the story of a boy's mother who went out to look for food in the hot sun because there was no food and water at home. Along the way, she met three dying trees and a dry well. They all asked the boy's mother to give them some water, so they gave her an apple, a rabbit, a tiger coat and a bowl of water respectively.
The boy's mother cut her finger without hesitation, and exchanged her blood for apples and rabbits to fill her son's stomach, a bowl of water to quench his thirst, and even a tiger coat to block the autumn wind. The boy's mother gave something to the child, but never came back.
In autumn, the leaves of three trees turn red. The red leaves were so dazzling that they were dyed red by a mother's blood.
How touching the mother in the story is! I bought food and clothing for my children with my life, and also saved three big trees and a dry well. She dyed the green leaves red with her own blood! I still remember when I first started school, my classmates basically had cars at home, and my father rode an old motorcycle. Students live in a beautiful new house, and my family lives in an old rental house; My classmate's parents are both leading cadres and senior staff, while my parents are both working.
So I often complain at home that my family is still such an old motorcycle, and my classmates have several cars! The classmate's family moved to a new house, which is very beautiful! My parents didn't make any noise, but worked hard silently. My mother worked hard to run a women's clothing store alone, and my father worked harder.
They have done a lot for me. They seldom buy new clothes, but they often buy me new clothes. In order to have good nutrition, I always give me delicious food ... In the past two years, our family has also bought a new house, which is beautifully decorated. Last year, we added a car to our family. I'm so happy! My parents looked at my smiling face, and the burden in my heart was finally put down.
My parents have a lot of white hair on their heads. My parents, like the mother of the boy in the story, gave their lives to me silently and selflessly ... Parents' love is selfless! It's great.
9. What do you think of the autumn composition after reading? The footsteps of autumn are as silent as spring. She came to us quietly without giving you any hint.
Walking alone in the aisle of the campus, a cool breeze blew, mixed with the smell of flowers and plants, sweet, oh, no, fragrant. Occasionally I looked up and found that the leaves on the tree were yellow and Metasequoia was dancing with the wind.
The leaves flying in mid-air are so beautiful that people have infinite reverie. Poets are fascinated by it, and I am fascinated by it. I am not a poet, and I have no poet's words. I am neither a writer nor a writer. I'm just an ordinary person. When the wind rolls the leaves to the ground, it is inevitable to have a feeling of sadness. The leaves flying all over the sky always have a moment of landing, and that moment is the end of their lives, and no one cares anymore. Perhaps, only sanitation workers swept them into a ball and took them to another world. Perhaps, they will be buried deep in the soil forever and reduced to ashes.
I am as ordinary and unremarkable as this fallen leaf.
Lying on the roof alone at night, watching the stars all over the sky. They are also so ordinary. Twinkling, though ordinary, always has its own light. Small as it is, it always has its own wealth. I love this starry sky, so clean and pure, just like our hearts.
Time flies and the breath of autumn is strong.
It's raining, scratching, hiding under the covers in the morning, and the warm, comfortable and soft big bed gives me spiritual comfort. Because sleeping is a great pleasure in life. Helpless, after the alarm clock rang three times, I habitually turned off, got up again and went to class.
I hurried by in the rain with an umbrella. I don't have the habit of holding an umbrella when it rains lightly. Walking in the rain is romantic and enjoyable.
It cleared up, and then I went to the roof to look at the starry sky, only to find that the night sky was not as bright as before, with a hint of sadness.
Autumn, perhaps "the frost leaves are red in February flowers" is the most beautiful compliment to her.
10. Reflections on primary school students reading autumn every day. How to write 400 words: Life is gorgeous like summer flowers and death is beautiful like autumn leaves.
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Autumn is a poetic season.
Speaking of autumn, people can't help but think of the yellow leaves in that place! Naturally, autumn always gives a sad impression. It is the day of parting, so that life can leave the world poetically and sleep forever. This kind of mood always makes people depressed, disappointed and sad. ...
In the autumn of August, Du Fu was lonely and barely covered his head with tiles. Unexpectedly, the bad wind is bound to make things worse, taking away three times the grass in his hut! However, Du Fu's great ambition and concern for the country and the people can also be seen: "There are thousands of rooms in summer, and the poor in the world are happy!" In reality, the ups and downs of life led Du Fu to a dead end, but it also opened a bright road for his soul!
Sometimes, the end of a dead end also means a new way out. The key is whether you have a pair of eyes to find a life behind depression and cold when the autumn depression wind blows.