1. "My five imitation essays, more than 500 words"
There are so many things in this world. If I only choose five things, it would be too much for me. So cruel.
When I needed to choose the first one, a lot of beautiful clothes and delicious food came to mind... That's right! I longed for these things, but I knew it wasn't what I really wanted. Because the gorgeous appearance is just an empty shell to me, everything is too empty. After a long time, I wrote "water". There is no doubt that water is necessary for our human body, but the reason why I chose it is still a bit superstitious. I am an "earth" sign, and earth needs water, so water firmly holds the first throne.
Thinking along this line of thinking, I wrote Sunshine again. In fact, I mainly want to fill my heart with sunshine, and use its warmth to germinate the seeds in my heart and make them thrive. And I have become a standard sunshine girl.
Having said so much, it’s time to think about learning. So thirdly, I wrote a book. "There is a golden house in the book, and the beauty in the book is as free as jade." It is a symbol of knowledge. People live to learn, I hope to have books and knowledge all my life, and continue to learn and explore...
I chose three things and felt that the world was much smaller. I breathed a sigh of relief. Think about it, just for your hard work, you should be rewarded! So, I wrote "success". These two short words are what anyone expects! That feeling of being like a fish in water is so comfortable.
With only one choice left, I feel like the world is smaller. How can such a small world hold all kinds of things? So they clamored and clamored, never letting go of that glimmer of hope.
Slowly, I thought of love. I have seen the benefits of love many times and read many articles about it. However, when I was about to write it, I felt a little awkward. So, I calmed down and thought carefully. A simple word was written in the consciousness - joy.
I am extremely happy at this time. Looking at my results, I feel a sense of accomplishment! However, I immediately thought of another scary thing - according to the procedure, only one thing should be left!
I felt a burst of pain in my heart. Out of helplessness, I paddled out the same water as Wen Na. I know the feeling of dry mouth and chapped lips when dehydrated. But I still comfort myself with the thought of "down with superstition" and let go of "the heart is like still water"! Oh, how could I be the first to cruelly abandon the source of pure water that I longed for!
Hum hum, it really comes as it comes. I crossed out the sunshine again with this idea. I thought that knowledge can irrigate the seedling, and success can make it more vigorous and lush. Although it is a little darker, the sky-watching tree grew up under such circumstances!
There are only three left, and they are all so important to me. While I was wondering, I seemed to see the dejected expressions of the sun and water again, and heard the three cries that survived, begging me. I'm even more sad because I selected them into my five items, and now I have to throw them away one by one. How reluctant to let go! And I am an irresponsible person.
So, with this complicated mood, I crossed out success. I gave up on my dream. I felt like needles were pricking my whole body, and a big knife was thrust straight into my heart. I could still hear the sound of blood dripping. However, if you give it up, let it go! What matters is only the process. As long as I work hard, I have knowledge.
There is no doubt that I will keep the books. However, when I was about to write down "happy", that uncomfortable feeling happened again. Do I want to be happy more?
After thinking about it carefully, I understand.
Water, sunshine, books, and success all lay the foundation for happiness. Everything is based on happiness! So, I crossed out the book very easily, very carefully, and very happily.
With them, I am very happy; conversely, if I have happiness, I will also have them, and everything in this world!
So, I want to be happy every day. Whether it’s for career, friends or family, I have to pursue and pay hard.
If others are happy, just be happy yourself! 2. How to imitate an essay
Imitation is a method of imitating model essays. Imitation is an important means of combining reading and composition, and it is also an effective way to master writing quickly. Imitation is to use the model essay as a composition, read, digest, and absorb it, and then imitate the content in the model essay that is helpful to you according to the specific requirements of your own composition.
When practicing imitation, you can start from the following aspects: First, imitate the composition title. The title is the eye of the article, and a good composition title itself is very attractive. Second, imitate the style of the article. The articles we have read include fairy tales, fables, narratives, expository essays, reflections after reading, poems, letters, diaries, various practical essays, etc. Different genres have different writing methods. Through imitation, we can quickly master these writing methods. . Third, imitate the narrative method. The more common narrative methods include chronological order, the order of development of events, the order of orientation, etc. There are also sequences, flashbacks, interludes, etc., which can be imitated according to the needs of your own writing. Fourth, imitation structure method. Some articles have a total score structure, and some articles have a total score structure, including the details of the article, the beginning and end methods, etc., which can be imitated appropriately. Fifth, imitate expressions. The expression of composition is ever-changing, such as metaphor, personification, symbolism, combination of movement and stillness, scene description, etc., which can all be imitated. Of course, there are many other aspects that can be imitated. As long as we read a lot, we can pick them up according to our own writing needs. But imitation is not the ultimate goal. The goal is to be able to use it flexibly and freely through imitation practice. 3. Requesting 3 imitation essays (with original text attached)
Original text: Traveling around the world with books as companions If you were to travel around the world alone in a boat, if you could only bring one thing with you for your own entertainment, what would you do? Which one to choose? A beautiful picture, an interesting book, a box of playing cards, a music box, or a harmonica... It seems difficult to make a choice.
If you asked me, I would answer without hesitation: "I would choose a book." A book! I heard someone sigh: If you travel around the world by boat, you can read it a hundred times and eventually you can recite it.
To this, my answer is: Yes, I am willing to read it a hundred times, and I am willing to recite it. What does it matter? You wouldn’t want to see your friends again just because you’ve met them before, right? You wouldn’t abandon your home just because you are familiar with everything there, would you? You love books like a friend and like your home.
You have met your friend a hundred times, but when you meet again for the hundred and first time, you will still say: "I didn't expect you to understand this!" You go home every day, but you don't care about it. How many years later will you still say: "Why haven't I noticed that the light shines on that corner? The light is so beautiful!" You can always discover something new from a book, no matter how many times you read it. So, I would sit in my own boat and read that book over and over again.
First of all, I will think about why the people in the story do what they do and why the writer wrote this story. Then, I would continue to weave the story in my head, go back and taste some of my favorite moments, and ask myself why I liked them.
I will also read other parts and find things in them that I have overlooked before. After doing this, I will make a list of what I learned from the book.
Finally, I will imagine what the author is like and what life experiences he will have. It's really like being in the same boat with another person.
A book you love is a friend and a place you can go to whenever you want. In a sense, it's your own thing, because no two people in the world will read the same book in the same way.
Imitation: Traveling around the world with a camera as your companion. If you were to travel around the world alone on foot, if you could only bring one thing with you for your own entertainment, which one would you choose? An interesting book, a laptop, a box of cards, or a camera... If you ask me, I will answer without hesitation: "I will choose a camera!" My answer seems to make many people Be amazed: If you traveled around the world on foot, you could take hundreds or thousands of photos in just one trip.
Yes, I am willing to take so many photos, even if they are of the same scenery, what does it matter? Photos can record your footsteps, whisper to you when you are lonely and scared at night, string the pearls of memory into beautiful beads, and keep your memory fresh every time you look at it.
A favorite camera is like a friend, like your home in the world of life. You can always discover new scenery and learn new knowledge from a camera, no matter how many times you shoot it.
Therefore, I am willing to travel around the world on foot with my camera. If I travel around the world with my camera, I will use it to record many interesting and strange things, so that you can feel immersed in the scene without leaving home. Like me, you will sometimes laugh and sometimes be full of praise. , sometimes indulge in it; if I travel around the world with a camera, I will take photos of people who have never taken photos, freeze their happy smiles, and let them leave beautiful memories in their lives from now on; if I take a camera with me, I will When I travel around the world, I will photograph the same scenery over and over again. Every time I take a picture, I will make new discoveries about the scenery. Every picture I take is a unique display of the scenery. Every time I take a picture, I will also say: " Why didn’t I notice that the scenery is still so beautiful from another angle? ”
Your favorite camera is like a friend, and it is also a spring that allows you to increase your knowledge. In a sense, it is your own thing, because it is impossible for two people in the world to shoot the same scenery in the same way and from the same angle. Original text: Kite In the winter in Beijing, there is still snow on the ground, gray-black bare branches hang out in the clear sky, and there are one or two kites floating in the distance. It is a kind of surprise and sadness to me.
The kite season in my hometown is in spring and February. If you hear the rustling of the wind wheel, you can look up and see a light black crab kite or a tender blue centipede kite. There are also lonely tile kites, which have no wind wheel and are flown very low, looking lonely and haggard and pitiful.
But at this time, the willows on the ground have sprouted, and the early mountain peaches have sprouted more buds. Together with the children's ornaments in the sky, they blend into the gentleness of spring. Where am I now? The harsh winter is still chilling on all sides, but the long-lost spring of my long-lost hometown is rippling in the sky.
But I have never liked flying kites. Not only do I not love it, but I also hate it, because I think it is a toy played by unpromising children. The opposite to me is my little brother. He was about ten years old at the time. He was sick and extremely thin. However, he loved kites the most. He couldn't afford to buy one, and I didn't allow him to fly. He had to open his mouth and stare. I would be lost in thought in the air, sometimes for half a day.
The crab kite in the distance suddenly fell down, and he exclaimed; the two tile kites were untied, and he jumped with joy. All these things of his are, in my opinion, a laughingstock and despicable.
One day, I suddenly remembered that I hadn’t seen him very much for a few days, but I remembered seeing him picking up dead bamboo in the back garden. It seemed to me that I suddenly realized it, so I ran to a small room where clutter was piled up that few people went to, opened the door, and sure enough I found him in the dusty pile of clutter.
He sat on the small stool facing the big square stool; then he stood up in panic, lost color and shrank. Next to the large square stool rests the bamboo frame of a butterfly kite, which has not yet been covered with paper. On the stool is a pair of small wind wheels for eyes, which are being decorated with red paper strips and are about to be completed.
While I was satisfied with uncovering the secret, I was also very angry that he hid it from my eyes and worked so hard to steal a toy for a useless child. I immediately reached out and grabbed one of the butterfly's wing bones, then threw the wind wheel to the ground and crushed it.
Regardless of age or strength, he was no match for me. Of course I won a complete victory, so I walked out proudly, leaving him standing in the hut in despair. I don’t know what happened to him after that, and I didn’t pay attention.
However, my punishment finally came. After we parted for a long time, I was already middle-aged. 4. Requesting three imitation essays (original texts attached)
The east wind is coming, and spring is approaching.
Everything looked like he had just woken up, and he opened his eyes happily. The mountains are moist, the water is rising, and the sun is blushing.
The grass secretly emerges from the earth, tender and green. In the garden and in the fields, you can see that there are large areas full of them. Sit down, lie down, roll a few times, kick a few balls, race a few times, play hide-and-seek a few times.
The wind is gentle and the grass is soft.
Peach trees, apricot trees, pear trees, if you don’t let me, I won’t let you, they are all full of flowers. The red ones are like fire, the pink ones are like clouds, and the white ones are like snow. The flowers are sweet; when you close your eyes, the trees seem to be full of peaches, apricots, and pears. Thousands of bees were buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of all sizes were flying around. Wild flowers are everywhere: various kinds, with names and without names, scattered in the grass like eyes and stars, and they are blinking.
"The willow wind does not blow cold on your face", not bad, it feels like a mother's hand caressing you. The wind carries the smell of newly turned earth, mixed with the smell of grass, and the smell of various flowers. The fragrance is brewing in the slightly moist air. The birds settled their nests among the flowers and leaves, became happy, and showed off their clear singing voices to their friends, singing melodious tunes that echoed with the breeze and flowing water. The piccolo played by the shepherd boy on the cow's back was also playing loudly all day long.
Rain is the most common, lasting for three or two days at a time. Don't be upset. Look, it looks like cow hair, like flower needles, like filaments, densely woven diagonally, and there is a thin layer of smoke covering the roof of the house. The leaves are so green that it shines brightly, and the grass is so green that it irritates your eyes. In the evening, the lights were turned on, and a little yellow light created a quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside, on small roads and beside stone bridges, there are people walking slowly holding umbrellas, and there are farmers working in the fields, wearing straw hats and hats. Their houses are sparse and silent in the rain.
There are gradually more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. In the city and countryside, every household, old and young, came out one by one, as if they were rushing to go. Rejuvenate your muscles and bones, rouse yourself, and do your respective things. "The plan for a year lies in spring." At the beginning, there is a lot of time and a lot of hope.
Spring is like a baby that just landed, it is new from head to toe and it is growing.
Spring is like a little girl, full of flowers and walking with a smile.
Spring is like a strong young man with iron-like arms, waist and feet, leading us forward.
Autumn - imitation of Zhu Ziqing's <
Original text: The spring breeze is coming, and the footsteps of spring are near.
Everything looked like he had just woken up, and he opened his eyes happily. The mountains are moist, the water is rising, and the sun is blushing.
The grass secretly emerges from the earth, tender and green. In the garden and in the fields, you can see that there are large areas full of them.
Sit, lie down, roll a few times, kick a few balls, race a few times, play hide-and-seek a few times. The wind is gentle and the grass is soft.
Peach trees, apricot trees, pear trees, if you don’t let me, I won’t let you, they are all full of flowers. The red ones are like fire, the pink ones are like clouds, and the white ones are like snow.
The flowers are sweet; when you close your eyes, the trees seem to be full of peaches, apricots, and pears. Thousands of bees were buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of all sizes were flying around.
Wild flowers are everywhere: various kinds, with names and without names, scattered in the grass like eyes and stars, and they are blinking. "The willow wind does not blow cold on your face", not bad, it feels like a mother's hand caressing you. The wind carries the smell of newly turned earth, mixed with the smell of grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, all of which are slightly moistening. brewing in the air.
The birds settled their nests among the flowers and leaves, and became happy. They showed off their clear singing voices to their friends, singing melodious songs that matched the breeze and flowing water. The piccolo played by the shepherd boy on the cow's back was also playing loudly all day long.
Rain is the most common, lasting for three or two days at a time. Don't be upset.
Look, it looks like cow hair, like flower needles, like filaments, densely woven diagonally, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof of the house. The leaves are so green that it shines brightly, and the grass is so green that it irritates your eyes.
In the evening, the lights were turned on, and a little yellow light created a quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside, on small roads and beside stone bridges, there are people walking slowly holding umbrellas, and there are farmers working in the fields, wearing straw hats and hats.
Their houses are sparse and silent in the rain. There are gradually more kites in the sky and more children on the ground.
In the city and the countryside, every household, old and young, came out one by one, as if they were rushing to go. Rejuvenate your muscles and bones, rouse yourself, and do your respective things.
"A year's plan begins with spring." At the beginning, there is a lot of hard work and a lot of hope. Spring is like a baby that just landed, it is new from head to toe and it is growing.
Spring is like a little girl, full of flowers and walking with a smile. Spring is like a strong young man, with iron arms, waist and feet, leading us forward.
1. Autumn Looking forward to, looking forward to, the leaves have fallen, and autumn is approaching. Everything felt like he had just attended a grand party, and he was packing up his gorgeous clothes a little tiredly.
The water has cooled down, and the sun’s face is getting redder and redder, but the temperature is getting lower and lower. On the contrary, the mountains turned red lively.
Cao'er rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned, stretched, took off his eye-catching green outfit, and lay down comfortably. Looking up, the tall trees, like gentle mothers, shook off large pieces of golden leaves to cover the grass, while not forgetting to leave some to cover the branches. The birds' nest.
At this time, the bird has packed its luggage and is gathering friends to discuss the plan to go south. Finally, after they had reached an agreement, they entrusted the nest to the big tree and went away singing a sad tune.
And their beautiful songs, accompanied by the autumn wind, are carried far and wide. The autumn wind is different from the gentleness of "the willow wind that does not blow cold on the face". I prefer to think of it as a tall and burly general. He gallops across the vast land astride his war horse, blowing up waves of coolness. The insects scrambled to burrow into the ground, and it was so cold that people quickly wrapped themselves in thick woolen scarves.
Seeing this, he proudly blew the rallying call for victory. The sky gradually became dull, and there were no lively people on the ground anymore. Everyone was in a hurry.
Now, people are lying in bed obediently, holding a large cup of hot tea, recharging their energy for next year's work. 2. Autumn Looking forward to, looking forward to, the harvest is here, and autumn is approaching.
Everything is ripe, the sorghum's face is red, the wheat's limbs have turned yellow, and the eggplant's body has turned purple. The leaves of the maple tree turned red, like the face of a shy girl, looking particularly colorful.
The wild geese are about to fly to the south, and their neat and graceful formation is pleasing to the eye. One of the most important features of autumn is the harvest of apples, pears, grapes and hawthorns.
They all opened their arms eagerly, as if to say: "Pick me first! Pick me first!" Persimmons, eggplants, cabbages, and radishes are all celebrating the arrival of autumn, and flowers are blooming on the faces of farmers. The same smile.
Autumn is like a baby, learning to talk in its mother's arms. Autumn is like a woman, happily reaping the fruits of sweat.
Autumn is like an old man, telling those ancient stories kindly. 3. Autumn Looking forward to, looking forward to, with the flocks of wild geese flying south, autumn is approaching.
Everything is sunny. The fruits are ripe, the autumn insects are chirping, and the weather is getting colder.
Xiaocao secretly lowered his head listlessly like an old man. In the garden and in the fields, you can see that there are large areas full of them.
There are so many people in the fitness area behind our school. Some are playing Tai Chi, some playing chess, and some playing shuttlecock. It is really a colorful picture of autumn life. Wutong trees, French paulownia trees, ginkgo trees, willow trees, if you don't let me, I won't let you, the leaves fall from the trees in great numbers.
Pieces of golden leaves dance like butterflies, and the road is covered with golden fallen leaves, like a golden road, guiding people towards a golden tomorrow and a golden future. The flowers in the flower beds have all withered, and only a few roses are blooming.
With eyes closed, the flower bed seems to still be filled with colorful rose flowers in summer, bringing people beautiful enjoyment. When autumn comes to the orchard, the grapes are ripe, like strings of purple necklaces.
Golden bananas hang on the tree, like a yellow moon. Not to be outdone, Yuzu held her head high on the tree.
Autumn is like a mature woman, making farmers gain a rich harvest. Autumn is like a patient old man, she is waiting.
4. Autumn Looking forward to, looking forward to, the hot summer is finally over, and autumn is approaching. Everything looks like a crisp autumn day, the sky is high and the clouds are clear.
The fruits are ripe, the crickets are chirping, and the weather is getting cooler. The grass has not completely disappeared from the earth, it is still green.
In the garden, in the fields. Look. 6. How to imitate writing
Imitation is not a new term, but practical experience tells us that imitation can slow down the difficulty of students' writing, allowing them to go from reading to writing, from not being able to write to being able to write. Writing, transforming the vivid life scenes around them into distinctive language and words, helps them successfully build a bridge between reading and writing, and successfully complete the transition from books to life. Imitation is still an effective way to improve students' writing skills. Reading and writing frequently and focusing on accumulation are the foundation; practice one lesson at a time and perseverance is the key. I mainly guide students in writing from the following aspects.
1. Fragment imitation
Beautiful fragments and distinctive fragments are the objects of our imitation. We studied the article "Landscapes of Guilin". The sentences describing the quietness, clearness and greenness of the Lijiang River are very beautiful. After leading everyone to read it emotionally, I asked everyone, can you imitate her and write a paragraph? The classmates looked embarrassed. I said, the teacher has written a paragraph, please listen to it. After hearing what I said, everyone became energetic and stretched their necks. I said: Spring is here, the flowers are in bloom, I walked into the park and was intoxicated by the scenery in front of me. There are so many flowers in the park. At a glance, the garden is full of colorful flowers, like a sea of ??flowers. The flowers in the park are so beautiful, red like clouds, white like snow, and yellow like gold. The flowers in the park are so fragrant. It attracted swarms of bees and butterflies, which danced among the flowers and couldn't bear to leave. As soon as they finished reading, several students started laughing. I asked: Why are you laughing? They said: The teacher is just like him. It really looks like it. I said, imitation is also a writing method. You can also imitate me and write. As a result, the students were very excited and eager to try. As a result, some students wrote that the food cooked by their mother was really good, in terms of color, smell, and taste; some wrote that the weather was really cold, and the bare branches of the small trees on the roadside were Shivering in the cold wind, pedestrians on the street shrank their necks, and even the breath people exhaled turned white.
2. Structural imitation
Primary school students who are new to writing often don’t know how to express themselves. They think hard but find it difficult to write. The reason is that they don’t know how to conceive an article, including how to start and end; At this time, if he gave her a crutch to support him, he would get through the difficulty smoothly. Model essays are a crutch to help students learn to write essays. For example, the text "White Goose" is written in the order of total scores. The structure is very clear and it is a model for students to imitate. After finishing the text, students can be guided to follow the structure of the text and describe the animals they are familiar with and like.
After understanding the writing method of total score, continue to expand and practice writing other articles, articles about people, scenes and objects. Students will have rules to follow, and it will be much easier to write.
3. Language imitation
During the teaching, it was found that many students' compositions have dry language and lack of literary talent, which is the reason why they cannot apply what they have learned in Chinese language learning. There are many ways for primary school students to learn language. Forming words, making sentences, reading or reciting will all provide good language education for students, and imitation is also a good way. There is a group of texts describing animals in the first volume of the fourth grade Chinese language published by the People's Education Press: Mr. Lao She's "Cat" and "Hen", whose language is friendly, natural and unpretentious; Mr. Feng Zikai's "White Goose" uses anthropomorphic techniques The white goose described is like an arrogant general; the humorous and ridiculing language of the Russian "White Goose" is unforgettable. Each of the four articles has its own characteristics and is a model for students to accumulate language. For this reason, after studying the text, we lost no time in guiding students to learn 7. My five imitations in the third grade of junior high school, a 600-word full score essay
Title: Every home is a warm place for all of us. words.
Since the word "home" came into being, there has also been a corresponding wandering. The end of the wandering is to find the paradise of one's soul - go home. Qu Yuan, who suffered from Li Sao, thought most about his home - Yingdu during his exile.
So no matter how much suffering he suffers, he can wear a high crown, a long sword, and chant his "Nine Songs." But once Yingdu was captured and the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed, he knew that there was no more home for him in this world. He went to another, more distant place, which was his home.
No wonder people say, "We are like guests from a foreign land when we meet by chance." Think about how many people have experienced such a moment: "Where is my home in the Qinling Mountains? The snow embraces the blue and the horse stops moving forward."
No matter how elegant Li Bai is, he will "bow his head and think about his hometown"; no matter how selfless Du Fu is, he will also He knew that "a letter from home is worth ten thousand pieces of gold"; Xin Qiji "burned a lamp in the middle of the night to read swords, and ordered troops on the battlefield in the autumn", and just wanted to return to his happy home gloriously; Empress Li had the melancholy of "just like a river of spring water flowing eastward", It's just a nostalgia for the peace and tranquility of the hometown of the Southern Tang Dynasty... The literati in the feudal era often wandered in the mountains and under the ancient roads under the setting sun, perhaps because of their future, perhaps because of the war, or perhaps because of other reasons. But when they saw How can we not recall the beautiful home and feel all kinds of emotions when we see the lights of thousands of houses in the city, the sporadic fishing lights on the river, or the few wisps of smoke in the wild mountains of Wushan? "Where is the country gate at sunset? The misty waves on the river make people sad"! Even in peaceful and peaceful times, the attachment to home is still so strong. "My family is so beautiful, happy, peaceful and healthy, my brothers and sisters are all harmonious...".
"Beijingers in New York" tells the overseas Chinese's view of home, which is a courtyard where a family happily reunites. Huang Lei's home in "Loss of Time" has the unique charm of the Jiangnan water town and the flavor of Grandpa Qi's books.
Our age has a more different view of home: we want to have a house of our own, decorate it ourselves, and live our own life; Don't listen to the hustle and bustle of the world, and want a clean and free life. This is how rebellious children think, but this is not what good children think. They want to live with their parents and put their previous home and future home together.
Home is not just a house, it is a haven for wanderers and a stop for the soul. In short, it is also a way of life that truly belongs to me, my relatives, my home. . ┏(^ω^)=. 8. Requesting an imitation essay
"Autumn Scenery"
Looking forward to, looking forward to, the hot summer is finally over, and autumn is approaching.
Everything looks like a crisp autumn day, the sky is high and the clouds are clear. The fruits are ripe, the crickets are chirping, and the weather is getting cooler.
The grass has not completely disappeared from the earth, it is still green. In the garden, in the fields. Look, it's full of flowers. The children ran, jumped, did some somersaults, picked up some fallen fruits, and threw them to each other, competing to see who could throw farther and more accurately. The wind is cool and the grass is green.
Laurel trees, maples, and evergreen trees, with their lush and deep styles and unique temperaments, show their elegance, yellow as gold, red as agate, green as emerald, It's like a painting carefully drawn by an artist. The birds are busy migrating and the ants are gathering their winter rations. Daisies, bunches of red, and petunia are everywhere at a glance: orange, purple, and colorful, spread in the flower bed like a carpet, and smiling in the autumn wind!
"Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers!" Yes, it will turn into spring mud to nourish the earth, without any attachment to the prosperity of the branches. Autumn rain falls on red and yellow leaves as well as colorful leaves mixed with green and yellow. Luxurious maple leaves, delicate evergreen leaves, ordinary sycamore leaves... they become more beautiful under the baptism of autumn rain.
The fruits on the trees are gradually ripening, and the fruit farmers in the fields are getting busier. In the city and in the countryside, workers, students, children and the elderly all came out to enjoy the beautiful scenery, relax, watch the autumn colors, and do their own things. "One hard work, one harvest", hard work, in exchange for harvest, full of joy like the god of color in autumn, making the colors of plants gradually thicker.
Autumn is like a young man who has experienced the world, he is mature and he is struggling.
Autumn is like a mother who has just given birth to a child, it is great, it nurtures and breastfeeds.
Autumn is like a dying old man, it is kind, it tells us about the various aspects of life.