The fall did not pring fragrance; a hundred flower contend in beauty, like the ummer a there are o many mall creature in inging; there i no winter o beautiful. But it i the mot beautiful thing in my mind.
Autumn, came to a mall river, the cool river fih with excited pin wave. A tout, lively fih, play muic, plahing a circle round the ripple. Sometime, the fih ee hadow, lightning ecape. Sometime they eem to want to play and the like, and uddenly. In autumn, the river wa about to meet live duck, for they hake off the dew on the tail.
The beautiful autumn girl came quietly to the world with hi light tep. Her arrival made the mother of the earth more vivid and beautiful, and made the farmer' uncle laugh. A oon a the autumn girl arrived, he gained high popularity in the world...... I walked into the garden, jut enter the gate, a deep ene of mell, I found weet looking, aw the unflower, chryanthemum, peony flower, daffodil...... Every flower girl with the mot beautiful geture, hopitality to everyone who enjoy the flower. Epecially the weet cented omanthu, far can mell it fragrance, at that time, flower everywhere, let paer-by mell uddenly feel refrehed. A maple tand on both ide, Huhuahizhe general guardian of the flower girl, only to ee the autumn maple leaf girl will bluh, from afar, like the unet red, bright red. The autumn wind blew gently, and the maple leave danced like red now. It wa o beautiful.WWw.hAOzuowEn.com
The orchard wa full of fruit. Canophyllic hook it round face, blunt you nod and mile; bright red big apple like crowded together fat baby, Bakai leave miling to ee; the great golden perimmon like a mall lantern hanging on the tree.
In the field, wearing uniform mall green gra green, gorgeou; cauliflower hidden in the dark green foliage pale jade in the face; the mot intereting to the number of oybean, in pod out of mall round head looked like the ea wave; the vat expane of rice, have up and down.
Although there i no pring autumn o gorgeou, but it i a world of red color i. Only in the autumn maple met bluh, from afar, like dawn a red, the red mountain. The wind blow and the maple leave float like red now. So that people come to appreciate it. A cool breeze blowing, the corching heat diipation. Autumn, i the harvet eaon, a piece of terraced rice mature, autumn wind blowing heavy ear preed traw lift head, et off the up and down of it yellow, autumn i golden!
The continuou autumn rain, like a girl in pouring out their own worrie, I let autumn rain heartily wet my face, how refrehing. The rain topped, I looked up, a cloudle blue ky, blue facinated people, oh, autumn i blue!
Walk in the countryide on the road, paing the tream hore Farm Park and Catle Peak at the foot of the neat and beauty in the courtyard outide the village, are full of white chryanthemum, exude the fragrance, people baikanbuyan. Wow, it' white in autumn!