【关于秋天的英文散文或诗歌】关于秋天的英文散文随笔
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The warm sunshine is golden in the ground. although it is autumn， I can still feel the vitality of the field.In late autumn， the big tree stood naked， while the autumn grass under his shelter refused to recede the shallow green mixed with yellow color.下面是随笔网小编整理的《关于秋天的英文散文随笔》，欢迎阅读。
关于秋天的英文散文随笔【第一篇】：Miss Autumn
I miss the thoughts of autumn， like wisps of light smoke， lingering in my heart for a long time. have you gone far in autumn？
I miss the autumn fields and the scenery is picturesque.
People who have been busy for half a year have welcomed the autumn harvest through spring sowing and summer management.
The heavy ears of grain bent their waists， the red ears of sorghum glowed half the sky， the golden corn cob cocked its head， and white cotton opened its mouth to greet the autumn sun.
The joy of a bumper harvest is everywhere.
I miss the autumn orchard. when you stroll in the orchard， the huge fruit presses down the branches of the fruit tree， the red hawthorn， the pear in Chengcheng Huang， the red apple， and the persimmon dyed with light frost. Looking at the harvest scene of this school， the joy filled my heart early.
I miss the autumn village. the trees in the village turn yellow and red. tall persimmon trees， red persimmon under the backing of maroon leaves， are like the sunset over the village and like the burning clouds in the sky. it is amazing.
Miss autumn courtyard， courtyard， those chrysanthemum of Ao Shuang rushed to open， white white， spotless.
Yellow， golden， golden.
Purple is bright and dazzing， like purple crystal sparkling.
Standing in the courtyard， I not only sighed with emotion that except for the blooming chrysanthemums， the beautiful scenery of those bumper harvests had already come to an end.
Only chrysanthemum in Ao Shuang still resists the cold winter ...
Spring， summer， autumn and winter， four seasons cycle， irresistible natural law.
The natural law of human life， spring， summer， autumn， winter.
Stepping in the footsteps of the passing years， I quietly passed the autumn of my life.
The years of travel stained white hair， and the hardships of life made Zou Wen covered her once smooth face.
The precipitation of life has turned a once ambitious youth into a peaceful and cool old age.
Through the autumn of life， I miss not only the lost youth but also the lost harvest.
There are also many regrets， such as youth， love， ideal， career， success or failure.
These exciting words， like a palette， depict three-dimensional pictures on the canvas of life and treasure them in the depths of memory.
The vast sea of people， the distant figure， the eyes of those who leave， the gathering and scattering in a hurry， like the film of a movie， played back one scene after another in my mind.
In the future， I will take the heavy harvest of the golden autumn and the experience and lessons of my life to make hard progress on the frozen earth in the world of silver.
Looking at the receding figure of autumn， I lifted up my eyes and looked far away. I saw that the fields were green. it was sown wheat fields， maple red like chardonnay， and the residual sun like blood.
A round of full moon， on the eastern horizon， quietly reveals a round face， revealing a quiet and serene， I think， in this peaceful and prosperous time， although autumn is gone， winter is also beautiful ...
关于秋天的英文散文随笔【第二篇】：The Maple Leaf of Autumn
The autumn Forest Park， people are relatively few， the park"s trees are not as green as the past， the leaves fell.
A gust of autumn wind， the ground leaves will dance to the wind， as if a beautiful butterfly， is dancing.
Whenever the maple leaf slipped from the stem， it is like snowflakes generally dance.
See their dance， romantic dance， freedom of the drift.
And winter is different， a diffuse winter mist white， a late autumn exquisite golden.
We should also be like the maple leaf， no matter when， should be full of romance， with a heart of hope to meet tomorrow， with a graceful attitude of romantic life.
Even in the ruins， the same as the maple Leaf to create a romantic， looking for paradise.
Into the park， the first thing to see is a brilliant burning maple woods， from afar， like a huoyanshan.
Into the Maple Grove， the warm Maple leaf， in the breeze of the blowing， to our nod smile， welcome our arrival， I picked up a maple leaf， carefully observed， a maple leaf has seven small leaf petal composition， its side some coarse， the red stem slender slender， like an open palm， Maple Leaf also has a characteristic， That is the color of its changes， the spring Maple leaf is green， but one to autumn gradually become red， fiery flaming， like a magician， gorgeous.
At this time， I raised my head， reflected in my eyes， is a red maple forest.
In the distance of the mountain， I saw a bright red red fluttering.
I was so excited， I ran a little closer， that the red and Dale is present in my eyes， the maple"s full vitality are burning up， like a flaming skirt dancing in the mountains， let people feel the enthusiasm and romance of the Spanish girl， deeply by the maple leaf this like fire as romantic attraction.
Into the forest， into the colorful nature， walking in the paved road covered with leaves， I saw a piece of flowers on the ground， dark green turquoise yellowish yellow brown red orange， look at these beautiful leaves， we are enough intoxicated.
Tenderness， the color of the maple， flashing eye-catching lit up， shining sunshine dazzling sunshine， with a warm kiss， touched every piece of bark， call all life and the distant gold-plated fields， the red orchard of mountains， illuminating the golden autumn.
Warm， maple color， such as the fire around the flames， condensing the passion， rising self-confidence.
Look forward to， from this romantic pursuit of the beautiful， longing， in the eyes of amazement flashing brilliant.
Full dip in the color of maple， concentrated loyalty， tenacity， optimism and perseverance， full of passion to render the beautiful picture of life.
The thousands of trees of the red leaves， the more to late autumn， more Hongyan， plus the blue sky， a few white clouds mirror， far from looking， like in the fire burning.
Autumn Mountain， everywhere is fiery red maple leaf， the beginning of the dawn， like falling on the mountainside red clouds， the sunset， like a round of agate.
The autumn Maple Leaf is like a burning fireball， sparkling in the sun， beautiful！ Before the red Maple Leaf was about to fall， its life was almost gone.
However， passionate people， or put it into the pages， or make specimens， or made cards， and some take home into the fridge， always reluctantly， will it protect， give it the continuation of life.
A wisp of sunshine， such as water， the maple beside the clear path.
Who used the army barracks early empty of the rosy， late autumn dawn of the white clouds， woven into this one of the light burnt-out.
Pure， maple color， exquisite transparent heart， listen to， leaves and autumn pay sing， that spotless mirror-like mind， the line of the song like a gentle wanderer homesickness， tell， love sincerity.
Harsh， the color of the maple， taste the years of sharpening， frost of the percussion strong as iron， the life of the stormy sea， calm as a dish， leap shaotou that bright red height.
The frost-stained temples， the deposition， the maturity of life.
People have a long history of liking the Maple Leaf.
As early as in the Tang Dynasty， du Mu wrote this verse： "Stop Sitting in love Maple Forest Night， frost Cole in Hile flowers." "It is not too much for poets to portray red leaves more than" Hile flowers.
Although the color of the spring flower is bright， but not as good as the autumn red is deep and thorough， and the red leaves of xiangshan besides deep and thorough， but also has a kind of elegant beauty.
Autumn， the entire hillside is covered with red leaves， fiery red， in the sun shining， like a round of flames in the burning， but also such as "flying flame to horizontal day."
When the leaves gradually fog， the autumn forest showed their hideitsu， it is a free and easy and do not need any embellishment of the worldly bustling and aloof.
Ah， when the Maple Leaf is playing a spinning son falling， is often the most sentimental time.
The wind blows， unavoidably appears some desolate， just like the poignant love story， the withered Maple Leaf is the most urges the human to tear down.
"Slowly falling maple leaf like miss， I lit candle warm end of autumn"， but as the lyrics sing， even if the desolate maple leaf is sad， but also learn to use romantic warm heart.
The Maple leaf is not with other tall trees， helplessly waits for the death silently， but accompanies the autumn wind to rotate the body， attempts to draw out the most beautiful arc， then lightsome return to the Earth.
Autumn wind howling， falling leaves.
The blue sky， deep and distant.
Maple foot， red leaves， yellow leaves， purple leaves， green leaves， are lazy lying in the crisp grass， this is a pair of the most beautiful oil painting.
关于秋天的英文散文随笔【第三篇】：Autumn Leaves Look like Love
In my heart， there is no obvious boundary between summer and autumn. the only thing that makes me feel like autumn leaves is autumn leaves.
Suddenly， like a night of autumn wind， thousands of trees and thousands of trees bloomed in yellow.
I only feel that autumn this year is more sudden than that in previous years.
Those who haven"t come yet， and those who have added clothes， have already suffered from the cold.
Strolling under the big tree that was still full of vitality yesterday but is now dying， autumn leaves from time to time are free like butterflies， falling down smartly and leisurely.
The cold wind swept through the trees and soon the ground was covered with yellow flowers.
I can"t tell who was the first to fall down and announce the arrival of autumn on earth.
If you know it， you will pick it up and throw it into the air again， let him online at that moment， fanghua.
In this small town far away from the sea， I am used to the taste of autumn here. it is dry and dry， but there is a light and thin aroma in it.
Just like an altar of intact wine， the aftertaste is endless.
Greedy breathing， then standing alone between heaven and earth， close your eyes， mobilize your whole body"s senses， to appreciate the amorous feelings of autumn and the different feelings of poets and mohists in ancient and modern China and abroad towards autumn.
There are poems and essays of autumn in the book. I estimate that compared with the number of fallen leaves this year， there is not much difference. its contents include homesickness， homesickness， nostalgia ... thousands of articles of Wan Lv， which are not the same. however， I have a special liking for Liu Yuxi"s " sorrow and loneliness in autumn since ancient times， and I say that autumn is better than spring".
Autumn， defined by who， can only be a stage of sadness and loneliness. compared with sadness and loneliness， I prefer to look at autumn scenery optimistically and positively.
Landmark poem of autumn： leaves are dropping down like the spray of a waterfall.
The feeling given to most people by falling wood is that the end is sadness or loneliness.
Gong zizhen"s： turning into spring mud to protect flowers.
However， the fall of fallen leaves is not an end forever， but a short rest.
In the near future， his soul will awaken again， proudly in another way with heaven and earth， coquettish still.
Listen carefully and feel attentively. you will feel that autumn is a prosperous season with vitality in tranquility. it is not the end， nor is it sad， nor is it lonely.
In late autumn， the big tree stood naked， while the autumn grass under his shelter refused to recede the shallow green mixed with yellow color. in order to keep the only visible vitality between heaven and earth， the thought did not die， but it was meant to die.
To defend that strong and persistent position.
Hold on！ Leave an unbeaten battle flag for this year"s vitality and a victorious battle drum for the prosperity of the coming year.
I love autumn. I don"t know when it started. I only remember that autumn is very strong recently. I specially picked a few thin yellow leaves from the branches and clamped them in my book.
Although I know how reluctant he is， I hope he can make the autumn in my heart a short and eternal season. perhaps when I stumbled through the childhood of being frivolous， I saw an autumn leaf lying quietly in this already yellowed book layer for many years and never falling down. I would think of today"s people and today"s events at ease， and then sigh over the amorous feelings of the past autumn.
关于秋天的英文散文随笔【第四篇】：The Beauty of Autumn
Life is not lack of beauty， but lack of eyes to find beauty.
I tried to polish my eyes and find the beauty of the details around me.
Children growing up in rural areas will never get used to the traffic in the city and will not get used to the noisy environment. beauty is there. this is the first thing I think about the dam on the west side.
So， with a feeling of excitement and joy， I set foot on the journey of seeking beauty with green heart.
The warm sunshine is golden in the ground. although it is autumn， I can still feel the vitality of the field.
The leaves of the big locust tree outside the door were almost gone， and the fallen leaves drifted with the wind. after a few turns， they returned to the big tree and snuggled peacefully in their arms.
" falling red is not a heartless thing； it turns into spring mud to protect flowers."
Next spring， this book will also be a natural sunshade.
I took my steps and walked forward， passing through a field， tightly attracting my eyes， which forced me to stay. everything was so fresh and familiar.
The ripe corn showed crimson tassels slanting aside， inadvertently revealing a few grains of corn giving off golden light.
Ripe persimmon orange is a little red and crumbling， just as the orange leaves have not been blown down by the wind as soon as the wind blows.
That beauty is by no means inferior to the red maple leaves of Xiangshan.
Standing on my tiptoe， I took off a leaf， held it in my palm， and stuck it on my chest. like my good friend， I would never disturb me when I was calm. I was silent with me， silently thinking about my heart.
The old house in the field was still there， and the wall made of earth was slightly deformed by the rain， but he could still stand there.
It is warm to think of the old house， because it bears the beautiful dreams and desires of childhood.
A group of children， barefoot， ran frantically through the fields， their pockets full of dates and persimmons， circling around the mysterious old house like they had agreed.
Finally， the youngest child acted as the first adventurer and was pushed into the dark house by everyone. after coming out， the little girl told them happily， as if she had completed a glorious and arduous task.
That little girl is me. in fact， I closed my eyes when I went there. I don"t know what was inside， and of course they don"t know either.
Now I know the happiness and memories of childhood are precipitated there.
After many years， the earth house has not collapsed， waiting for the unchanging land. I would rather think of it as waiting for me， waiting for a child who is about to grow up to remember her childhood here.
There is no reason to go to the dam again when I go here， because I know that the field is my heart"s residence and my heart is filled up after a journey.
I understand that the most beautiful and most beautiful details are the strong love for the fields and the yearning for carefree life in childhood.
关于秋天的英文散文随笔【第五篇】：Autumn Hair Fell
I don"t know when to start， every night I wash my hair off a pair of black hair， thick and thin hair of different length and with black hair， thickly clinging to the palm of my hand. it seems that the scorching sun and autumn wind all day long have cut a hair that is not very thorough for me. Rinse off with water and go back to your head. you will never return empty - handed.
Autumn in the south is not very autumn， and everywhere is covered with evergreen trees that can no longer flourish. falling leaves of the same size as I dropped off are extremely rare in schools. the eternal oil-green color endures for a long time， which makes people not aware that there was once an autumn drifting by the ear. it was also a rainy and hot autumn in the south. it was like a little conspicuous advertisement that was inserted between winter and summer. winter came at the end of midsummer.
This autumn has come with great vigour， thunder and lightning， and stormy weather. In the summer of lingering， two huge dark clouds from the early autumn frantically kissed under the blue sky before they could spit out the last red sunset in the western sky. suddenly darkness enveloped the earth and the autumn wind poured into the ears the gentle " buzzing" thunder peculiar to the autumn of south China. there was no such arrogance as the thunder of summer rain. From a burst of autumn wind， I can no longer smell the unique heat from the dry cement floor brought by the torrential rain in midsummer. Touching my head on the balcony and looking at me falling off my hair， I finally realized that this autumn even came. But when the dark clouds left， the autumn wind swept the floor and could not sweep away the fallen leaves. the sun was still burning with fire. Autumn in the south simply cannot come as " clear， quiet， and somewhat sad" as autumn in the north described by Mr. Yu Dafu. on the contrary， autumn in the south is vigorous and fierce. But I only passed the end over the evergreen forest. if I were to leave， I would leave. When the cloud and mist burst open， it was still as hot and unbearable as summer. it was not only like a commercial break between Xia Dong， but also like a client that was difficult to reconcile after suffering in midsummer.
