秋是一个清丽的季节,也是一个萧瑟的季节;是一个成熟的季节,也是一个凋零的季节;是一个多情的季节,也是一个无情的季节……天高气爽、风清云淡是秋,北风瑟瑟、叶枯草黄也是秋;果实累累、庄稼丰收是秋,落木萧萧、花瓣凋落也是秋;“梧桐更兼细雨,到黄昏点点滴滴”是秋,“枯藤老树昏鸦,小桥流水人家,古道西风瘦马”也是秋……秋不是一个单纯的季节,没有人可以把它写尽,写全。秋天的每一寸土地、每一个事物都是一篇文章,哪怕是一厘米的草叶、一丁点儿的秋 Autumn is a beautiful season, but also a bleak season; is a mature season, but also a decay season; is a passionate season, but also a merciless season ... ... Tall, elegant is autumn, Breeze, leaf blight yellow is also autumn; fruit is plentiful, crop harvest is autumn, fall trees rustling, petals fall is autumn; “Indus and rain, to dusk bit by bit” is autumn, “ Faint crows, bridges people, the Westerly wind thin horse ”Autumn is also ... ... Autumn is not a simple season, no one can write it down, write the whole. Every inch of autumn land, everything is an article, even if it is a centimeter leaves, a little autumn