There is an extraordinary beauty in autumn in my eyes, and most people like to describe the beauty of spring, but today I want to talk about the charm of autumn.
Autumn is desirable, and the autumn in my eyes is made up of strings of red, strings of yellow, strings of black... Beautiful drawings strung together.
Look, the bunches of red dates, red persimmons, red apples, red hawthorns hanging on the trees..., the big ones are like strings of red lanterns, and the small ones are like strings of red pearls, bringing the joy of harvest to autumn;
Clusters of yellow leaves, black seeds and black dates on the branches, clusters of trees are a good winter food for birds, and strings of wild geese flying south in the air, dotting the blue sky, adding vitality to the beautiful autumn.
It is said that autumn comes quietly, but I think the autumn wind is like that little alarm, secretly telling people that autumn is coming, and the sound of autumn is the wonderful song of the wind blowing and falling leaves, and the admiration of people's harvest, like a string of happy notes, forming a colorful autumn.