I love autumn, why? In my eyes, autumn is a colorful season, is the harvest season.
　　I love the fall of the ripe. There was a golden scene in the field, and the he**y rice laughed and bent over, as if to the people, I can not hold it anymore! I can not hold it! The white cotton bloomed on the cotton swabs. Blowing, dancing with it, gently touch it, soft, very comfortable!
　　I love the colorful colors of autumn. The sky is blue and blue, peoples autumn is colorful, the road on the vehicle is colorful, everything surprising; roadside trees grow taller, the le**es of the green gradually faded, began to yellow, autumn Blowing, falling le**es, falling le**es it!
　　I love the fragrance of autumn. District, the parks fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus blowing, I could not help but approached the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, the smell is getting thicker, really refreshing! Chrysanthemum is not absent, it is also the protagonist of the fall. They scrambling to show their own: white, yellow, purple ... ... layers of layers, gradually start, people relaxed and happy!
　　I love the Smart of the fall. The geese are flying at high altitudes, and are they going to the south for the winter? They are sometimes in a zigzag, sometimes in a zombie, like a soldier in a squad! The park is full of children. In the skating, some in the bike ride, and some in the chase play. Look, the sky is still flying all kinds of kites it ... ...
　　What a charming autumn!