無論在學習、工作或是生活中，許多人都有過寫作文的經歷，對作文都不陌生吧，作文是人們把記憶中所存儲的有關知識、經驗和思想用書面形式表達出來的記敍方式。怎麼寫作文才能避免踩雷呢？下面是小編整理的描寫秋天的英語作文9篇，歡迎大家借鑑與參考，希望對大家有所幫助。
Autumn, how people yearn for the season! Everywhere fruit fragrance, fruitful. There is golden ocean of rice fields. Autumn wind blowing, like a lively and lovely little girl, wearing gold clothes, with gold cap, dancing in the wind to see. That mountain also learn paddy fields covered with a dazzling color of the clothes are green, golden, and dark, colorful, for the old autumn added a trace of gorgeous.
See a field of Huang Chengcheng, like a golden blanket, in a closer look, the original wheat is mature, the wind gently blowing, they also nodded to passers-by. Looked to the side, the sorghum has long raised a big torch, is holding a torch relay, where the red where the red.
Wow! Look at those fruit trees, head high, good mighty ah! Every tree is fruitful, and the tree it seems to waved to us, to show us the results of us! Let us enjoy it! The road side of the road, the roadside leaves have fallen, like a golden butterfly, dancing. Fell to the roadside of the brook, like a golden boat, drifting away.
This is the fall of my hometown of Tonglu!
Autumn is a charming wonderful season, she is not spring colorful, flourishing, and no summer passion, and romance. There is no winter holy and beautiful. But the fall has his unique beauty, is unparalleled in other seasons.
Look, that blue sky, autumn, the people from the sleepy summer heat into a cool cool world.
In the field, the golden wheat. Has been laughing at the waist. Revealing a mouthful of lovely white teeth of the corn is also full of energy. One of the orchards in the orchard is like a red lantern, and the fruit of the tree is a mouthful of water.
Watching the leaves floating in the autumn wind. Some people say that autumn is desolate season, is the depression of the season. No, autumn is the season of thoughts, is the season of return. That piece of leaves, not just a distant child riding a girl's windmill singing the crashed song, stepping on the beautiful pace, Pina lightly back to the mother's arms? So that the distance of the wanderer to the mother's arms to recuperate.
Autumn gives the joy of bringing the harvest also brings the full, so I love the autumn.
Autumn rain, like a box of colorful pigments.
Look, it gives red to persimmon, red persimmon, like a light lantern, according to ah, according to the beautiful autumn. It gives the sun to the sunflower, yellow sunflower like a sun, according to ah, according to the autumn of the sweet smell. Golden yellow is to the rice, see, the golden rice like the earth covered with a golden carpet. Red apple you squeeze me, fight people to pick it! Sweet-scented osmanthus fairy to get more color, orange, pale yellow, golden ... ... beautiful sweet-scented osmanthus in the rain often nodded.
The rain of the rain blows up the golden horn, and he tells everyone that winter is coming soon. The wild goose flew to the south, the snake in the stepping holes, ready to sleep comfortable sleep, small ants get bread slag, rubbish ... ... when the grain, maple, elm leaves floating at the foot of the mother The They have to prepare for the winter.
Autumn is a world that makes me feel happy, and the kids let us enjoy the joy of autumn.
Last night a strong wind "woo, woo" to scrap a whole night, until the early morning to stop. Morning, on the way to school, I found the sky was shaved blue, like the spring as translucent. Sky side of a red day, according to people in the warm, no longer like the summer so roast, giving a kind of feeling. A few snow white clouds dotted in which people look relaxed and happy.
The wind of the autumn is like a magician, and it blushes the maple leaves in a red, like a stamp, and gives the news of the autumn. It is ginkgo leaves shaved golden yellow, like a small fan, fan fan ah, to the people fan to the fall of the information. It is the cell door of the two rows of persimmon tree persimmon shaved Huang Chengcheng, like a small bowls of light, heavy bending of the branches, to the people sent the sweet autumn. It is the grandfather kind of gourd scraped into a yellowish, shook the wind shake, as if to say: "my treasure gourd hidden in a lot of autumn secrets?" Every time I go through it always want to pick a look Look inside what hidden secret.
The wind of autumn is warm, and it shines away from the heat of summer. It makes people out of the air-conditioned room, put on bright clothes to embrace nature. It let the grandfather grandmother out of the house, sitting downstairs empty field, basking in the sun, chatting parents in the short thing.
Autumn wind is refreshing, it makes the grandmother's big flower dog, no longer like the summer spit tongue, breathing heavily, motionless lying on the ground. But jumping in the garden running around.
This is the wind of autumn, it is not as wild as spring, not as hot as the summer, not as cold as the winter. It is pleasant, it is warm, it is colorful, I like the wind of autumn
Autumn, cool breeze. The autumn girl walked slowly and gentlely!
Autumn girl laughing Yingying walk in the field, she easily picked a wild chrysanthemum from the fields, on the nose, suddenly, fragrant, autumn girl exposed a sweet smile.
Autumn girl walking in the orchard, she also deliberately brought a cup of Ganlu sprinkled in the orchard, so that Apple baby, pear baby, become more sweet and more beautiful and then the farmer's face has long been happy to open the flowers, and autumn girl also exposed A happy smile.
When the autumn girl walking in the woods, the leaves have become golden yellow, have falling, like a golden butterfly flying in the air. Beautiful! Autumn girl to see it all very happy, happy to play in the forest!
Can be cry girl also cry, when she saw the branches bare, lawn when yellow, she will cry, and that drizzle is her drop and drop of pity tears!
Autumn is golden! Autumn is beautiful! Autumn is my favorite season!
Who is the first to bring the greetings of the grandfather? Who put the crops gently call? Who is the earth put on a set of golden "fall"? Oh! It is it is gentle and light wind.
Autumn, you are a young child - lively and lovely. In the morning, you are like a child, walked into the gentle pace of thousands of households, wake up sleeping people, you gently leaned close to their ears, quietly said: "The up, the autumn is coming!" When people Opened the sleepy eyes, hazy, to meet him was so gorgeous bright autumn! Autumn is so naughty, but also so full of childlike.
Autumn, you are a little girl - naive, childish. Look, you just arrived in the woods, green foliage issued a "rustling" sound, accompanied by the birds singing, loudly asked: "Wind, the wind, you do what?" You replied: "partners We have brought you new clothes. "The trees are happy to put on the gifts you gave them, all of a sudden, the leaves are put on the golden" new clothes ", one by one you look at me, I hope you, Before the push after the crowded, trouble into a group. A few naughty simply leave the mother, in the earth aunt's laughter, leisurely into her arms ... ... in this warm, you put a smile to complete the new mission.
Autumn, you are a girl - gentle, quiet. Look, you are singing silver bell-like song, came to the most popular autumn of the most interesting place - farm field. You are coming up with their anticipation. Walking is so light, soothing. Rice blooming smile, quietly accept your touch, happily ups and downs with the wind, like rolling the Melaleuca waves; where the sorghum, anxiously waiting, you like a group of hot fire, or how can the Sorghum dyed golden light? Timid corn doll tightly wrapped in the small was, hear the outside clamor, but also curiously stuck his head, listen to your song ... ... At this time, you have crossed the field, to the distance The Step by step autumn, step by step harvest, you will be dedicated to the earth, you will be heavy harvest into the heart of the farmers, drunk red farmhouse smile.
Autumn, you are a elders - kind and serene. You are wearing a red coat, floating on the hillside, will become a piece of maple leaves into golden red. Yuanwang, frost leaves such as drunk, like a red sea, and glow in one; near look, such as raging flames in the burning, this red red, gives a kind of unsatisfactory warmth. I follow the footprints of the autumn wind, went to the hillside, revel in the maple leaves fly. Face the autumn wind, I cried out, want to pull out all the hearts of passion ... ...
Autumn, you bring a charming autumn; bring the harvest fruit; bring the red of everything. I love you, love you rough, bold temperament, but also love you gentle, graceful temperament, love you quietly dedication of the spirit! Obsessed with you! My autumn wind.
High-rise buildings for dusk, Indus leaves on Xiaoyu rain. --Inscription
The raindrops were spinning in the sky and seemed to cheer for the location of the summer rain. It's dancing infected with the hot summer heat uncle and that annoying cicadas, they all want to see the interpretation of the autumn, but still was driven away by the wind.
Autumn sparse under the rain, wrapped in a layer of sadness. It is sad in what? Originally, it is blaming themselves, blame their coming to give a lot of good life is about to end the hint. Yeah, those "withered old trees faint crow, bridges people, trail westerly thin horse." The bleak picture, though by your hint after the picture. However, you do not know, without your kindness hinted that everything will know how the last interpretation, how will the interpretation of the most beautiful dance it So, you use the enthusiasm of the red maple leaves, so that it is in the last interpretation of the moment, with the most unique color of the fall. Then, you put your magic sinking rain dripping to the field, so that rice in the end of the life of the moment, the last bath once, and then in their own sleep, was stripped of the shell, leaving a small toot Particles, in the dream of peace with the world farewell. Let them go so quietly, without any pain.
Autumn is a magical painter, with its unique brush out of a "day street rain, such as crisp" ink painting. In the scroll, the little girl who holds the oil paper umbrella, with the autumn rain in the same umbrella, she is listening to the rain in the paper on the paper umbrella melody, try to interpret the autumn rain under every dream. Lying on the side of the leaves, in the autumn rain Xiaoxiao sprinkled, the veins flowing in the autumn rain, the wind cruel attack it, because the fall of love and this piece of poor little leaf tied to the ground, no longer let it suffer the wind All the way to torture. Leaves drank the raindrops of rain, obediently stay on the ground, that sitting shaky, and with a slight wind, even more autumn. Ink painting in the autumn rain, with their own vitality of the brush, everywhere depicts his own unique beauty. Autumn in the ink painting stroked in the past, when we had time to fall for the leaves and sigh, but our eyes attracted in such a beautiful picture. I worship this magical autumn painter.
A refreshing autumn debut of the fall ...
Like the rain of autumn, it has a unique taste. Autumn rain, thin, like silk, gently, hit your face, like a warm scarf across.
Autumn rain, little rain, but can be the next day. It is not like the summer, the air is filled with that fresh grass; it does not taste, but it can bring people fresh feeling. These days, every morning, I can feel such a fresh. Walking in the rain, that twists and turns of the line children, crossed, drifted to the face, floating into the eyes. Simply lost the umbrella, think about it, so beautiful rain, why not enjoy it?
Rain like a man complaining about its sorrow, tell the endless Resentment, it is so light. People in the rain, hurry to walk, but ignored all this beautiful. Oh, is this dream? Really want to touch this raindrop gently, but it is so small. Waves of wind blowing, rain like a naughty child, ran forward, running ... ...
Perhaps the autumn is more like a girl as sentimental, it is gentle and poor, it is so meticulous. Crystal dew on the leaves flashing, flashing ... ... the ground by their wet, one by one the puddle, floating leaves, like a boat. The raindrops jumped one after another, and the sky's face was gloomy, and it seemed to be angry. The rain becomes bigger, but still so light, elegantly turned, fell to the ground.
Bursts of cold wind blowing, the rain stopped again. Do not know why, I like the fall so much, it seems because I was born in autumn it Autumn gave me emotions. Love the rain of autumn, how soft it is. Like a person to read quietly, perhaps the autumn gives me the quiet. Standing in the cold autumn wind, I looked up at the sky, the slightest rain drift in my face, how warm!
Oh, this fall rain!
Autumn is clearly my favorite time of the year.
秋季顯然是我最喜歡的季節。
The days have cooled down, the leaves have turned yellow and the world is busy preparing for winter.
氣候變得涼爽,樹葉已經變黃,整個世界正忙着準備過冬。
There’s something magical about the clear days, the first smell of the woodstove or the fireplace, the first frost, the canning of the late fruit and vegetables; the pumpkin stands on the roadways.
在這秋高氣爽的日子裏有某種神奇的魔力,壁爐裏飄出的第一絲暖意,秋天來臨的第一次寒意,晚熟水果和蔬菜的貯存,以及堆放在路面上的南瓜。
There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster1 in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen. Fallen leaves lying on the grass in the November sun bring more happiness than the daffodils.
秋天有一種和諧的美,天空也如此絢麗,經歷了夏天,這種絢麗才綻放出來。落葉在十一月的陽光照射下撒在草地上,它們帶給人們的快樂勝過水仙花。
School has started and there’s newness in the air. Even though the season is to tell the coming of winter, somehow, the world knows that winter is necessary and the long preparation for the cold of winter —the preparation that is autumn —is a beautiful, necessary part of the world.
學校已經開學,空氣中帶着一絲清新。儘管秋季是冬季的前奏,英語短文不知何故,整個世界都明晰冬天是必然的,因此秋季就是為嚴寒冬天所做的漫長的準備,而這正是這個世界美麗而必然的一部分。
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