Season description 3 autumn

Autumn in Tianmu Mountain

The autumn green of Tianmu Mountain is so quiet... The rain and mist are locked in green, and you don't know how deep the trees are; the thick clouds cover the mountain pass, and you don't know how high the mountain pass is; the light mist surrounds the flowing stream, and you don't know how deep it is.

How long is the stream?

"Looking for Autumn in Tianmu Mountain" by Lu Jinhua

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Mid-autumn

It is almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the clear sky is a vast expanse of blue. The morning breeze blows, which immediately makes people feel refreshed, as if they could fly away. The yellow and ripe seedlings in the rice fields sometimes appear as a slow and long wave, and at the same time, there are waves.

Whisper.

Cheng Fangwu's "Herdsman"

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Around the Mid-Autumn Festival is the most beautiful time in Peiping. The weather is neither cold nor hot, and the length of day and night is evenly divided. There is no yellow wind blowing from Mongolia in winter, and there is no heavy rain with hail in the dog days. The sky is so high,

So blue, so bright...the blue of the western and northern mountains has deepened, and is covered with various colors of clouds every evening.

Lao She's "Four Generations Under One Roof"

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autumn tiger

Autumn tiger, those are the peaceful days before late autumn and winter. In different years, at different times in October and November, it comes to different areas. It comes and goes at random times. There is golden smoke, and it is full of floating in time.

The time of the dazzling gossamer of relief. The approach of winter intensifies its charm and intensifies its erraticness. Thomas De Quincey described this season as "summer's most radiant and colorful expression."

The last brief resurrection of the sun, a resurrection without roots in the past and without perseverance in the future, like the reflected brightness of a dying light." This season has many names in many parts of the world, such as:

The Second Summer, the Counterfeit Summer, the Summer of St. Martin, the Fifth Season, the Summer of Autumn, the Summer of All Saints, the Summer of Sound, the Late Coming Heat and the Old Woman's Summer.

(U.S.A.) Irwin Way Till's "Pieces in the Autumn Wilderness"

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autumn in england

It was a fine morning, so fine that you could hardly believe that the English summer months were just past. Hedgerows, fields, trees, hills and moorland were all in their ever-changing shades of rich green.

; There is hardly a fallen leaf, and there is almost no hint of yellow dotted among the summer colors, telling you that autumn has arrived. The sky is clear and cloudless; the sun shines bright and warm; the songs of birds and the buzzing of thousands of insects,

The air is full; the garden next to the hut is crowded with flowers of all colors, rich and beautiful, shining in the dew, like a flower bed covered with brilliant jewels. Everything has the characteristics of summer, it

The beautiful colors have not faded at all.

(UK) Dickens' "The Pickwick Papers"

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Autumn scenery in the wilderness

Look at the golden sunshine, the golden mountains, and the golden flowing water. Yesterday it was still "scorching like fire", but today, it suddenly changed. The sun has become much gentler, and it sheds countless golden brilliance.

Covering the mountains, covering the fields, covering the streams and rivers; then, all of these, as if they were touched by a magician with the golden touch, became yellow and clear, and so stable and lovely. You see

These rugged mountains just add an embroidered lace to the wilderness, and the clusters of pine, fir, and acacia trees add countless greenery to this lace as if just for fun.

Look at this flowing water. It has worked hard to irrigate this rice field all summer. Now it sees that the rice it is irrigating and caressing has lowered its head, and its mature fragrance has been revealed. So, it lazily came down, carrying

Contentment, with tiredness, gurgled over and over, and its ripples were illuminated by the sun and turned yellow, like gold flowing across the entire wilderness.

"Ode to Autumn" by Lin Xia

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Over the past half month, half of the leaves on the trees have fallen. As long as there is a little breeze, there are always some detached wooden leaves, like red and purple birds, flying high in the sky. The sun is warm and slightly chilly, and the scenery becomes clearer and sparse. It's cheerful and refreshing, and all the scenery is so quiet and beautiful that it's indescribable.

"The Long River" by Shen Congwen

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In autumn, after a tense harvest, everything faded in the blink of an eye, and the endless land was exposed yellow. The trees on the bank of the Fen River also began to wither, and the yellow leaves fell quietly with the breeze. Sprinkled on the moist land. On the horizon, a flock of belatedly returning geese flew southward against thin clouds. The two winding mountains were clearly outlined by the soft sunlight. The sky seemed higher and higher, and the earth seemed wider and wider. For a while, The autumn wind brings the first chill, and the weather becomes refreshing.

Mu Xiang's "New Waves and Old Waves"

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It's autumn, and the mountains and fields are turning yellow. It's the time to harvest crops. This year's rains are frequent, which is what the mountains like best. The millet is bent by the big, plump and solid ears, and it ripples with the breeze.

"Bitter Cauliflower" by Feng Deying

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It has just passed the autumnal equinox, and I feel a sudden increase in coolness. I went for a walk on the beach in the morning, and it seemed that the blue sea was bluer than before, and the sky was also higher than before. I turned back to the Gumo Ridge. Looking around, oh, the autumn colors are getting darker.

What lovely autumn colors!

"Ode to Autumn Colors" by Jun Qing

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Autumn is very lovely. In the crisp days of autumn, the sky is often clear during the day, the Milky Way is shining at night, and the fields are full of fruits. This kind of refreshing, rational and clear season is really popular. After several autumn winds and autumn rains, A burst of falling leaves is nothing, the golden autumn waves are rolling on the fields, and the sunflowers have formed large fruit bowls. In the orchards, citrus, grapefruit, pears, and apples have all grown yellow, and dates, persimmons, and hawthorns have all become It's red, and this sight makes people feel the joy of harvesting from their hard work.

Qin Mu "In the Fragrant Atmosphere of Plants"

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The best time is autumn. The millet turns yellow, the sorghum turns red, and the sticks drag their long necks, like the red tassels fluttering on the iron spears of the people in the plains during the guerrilla war years. The autumn wind blows, fluttering, and this boundless world The plain is like a line full of our regiments shouting for joy!

Wei Wei's "Eastern"

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harvest autumn

The late autumn sun shone unobstructedly on me, as warm as spring in March. Along the way, I walked on the soft decaying grass, sometimes walking along the field ridges, sometimes walking along the ditch banks, and before I knew it, I was ten miles away. The fields were very quiet, and the sorghum The straw stands in piles, like spiers; the harvested crops are piled in piles, like stable hills. Flocks of pigeons peck at the road, nodding frequently, cooing, and moving quietly. . They are not afraid of people, but when people approach, they seem to make way for others. They fly up with a coaxing sound, spin around, and then fall far in front with a swishing sound. In the garden at the edge of the village, those drying beans, People beating sesame seeds and peeling rice were talking and laughing everywhere, making it a lively harvest scene.

Wu Boxiao "The Hunter"

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late autumn

In late autumn, when the frost wind begins to rise, the maple forest gradually turns yellow and green, the wild banks are covered with hibiscus, interspersed with white apples and red polygonum, covering the water edge; swan geese gather in the reeds, singing in the clouds, and their lamentations are moving.

Feng Menglong's "The Old Man in the Garden Meets the Fairy at Night"

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Late autumn on the plains of western Shandong looks vast, empty and beautiful. Sorghum, corn and other early autumn crops have been harvested, leaving only patches of cotton fields on the fields. The early severe frost dyed the cotton leaves.

It's colorful, and from a distance, it looks like gardens, dotting the earth beautifully.

Yu Liangzhi's "Holly"

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At the end of autumn, the big elm tree in the back garden also lost its leaves. The garden became desolate and there was nothing interesting anymore.

The wormwood growing in the front yard has also fallen down, and the various seedlings in the vegetable garden behind the house are completely covered with hoarfrost; the old elm tree has not many leaves on its body, but the autumn wind is still shaking it.

It. The sky is gray, and the clouds have lost their shape, like a water basin that has been washed with an ink stone. They are deep and shallow, and chaotic. Such clouds sometimes bring raindrops, sometimes they bring fine snow.

Xiao Hong's "The Story of Hulan River"

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As the fruit matures, the leaves begin to turn yellow; along with the fruit, pieces of yellow leaves fall. So, it is the time of red leaves and autumn wind again. Yellow leaves are everywhere, and the earth turns into a golden world. Beautiful

It's like a fairy tale, as beautiful as a dream. Under the urging of the autumn wind, the leaves have fallen off in a hurry, leaving only dry, thin, brown-black branches. When the wind blows, they are no longer swaying like in summer, but just bouncing stiffly a few times.

Under the trees, the tree trunks stood majestically, putting on a serious attitude to meet the challenge of frost and snow. The dead branches and fallen leaves sighing under people's feet announced the coming of winter in a low voice. The birds lost their interest in wandering and chased people in front of them.

Later, he hurriedly asked passers-by for food.

Lu Lan "Footsteps"

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The clear sky at the end of late autumn is like an endless calm blue sea; strong white light dances in the air, like microwaves on the sea surface; patches of sorghum at the foot of the mountain are always swaying with plump ears, like undulating red water; and

The yellowed leaves give the fields a withered color.

"Crossing the Zhang River" by Ye Yiqun

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Autumn is here. The leaves in the woods turn yellow and brown. The wind blows the leaves and dances in the air. The sky is very cold, the clouds hang low, carrying hail and snowflakes heavily. The crow stands on the fence, freezing

Just scream "Scratch! Scratch!" Yes, you will feel cold just thinking about this scene.

(Denmark) Hans Christian Andersen's "The Ugly Duckling"

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Autumn in Daxinganling
To be continued...