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The most classic sentence describing the solar terms in beginning of autumn.

The most classic sentence describing the solar terms in beginning of autumn is as follows:

1. In autumn, most leaves gradually turn yellow, and some have withered and fallen off. Only the maple leaves are red and fiery, adding a beautiful scenery to autumn. It's really "frost leaves are redder than February flowers"!

In the autumn sky, clouds float slowly like knitting wool.

3. Autumn, a beautiful season, a harvest season and a golden season, is as desirable as a spring full of flowers, as enthusiastic as a hot summer and as charming as a snowy winter.

Autumn may be hidden in golden ears of rice, hot persimmons and green vegetable fields.

5. In autumn, poplar leaves turn yellow and hang on trees like yellow flowers; Falling in the air, like a yellow butterfly; It landed in the river beside the tree, like a golden boat.

6. Autumn is still the harvest season, and many fruits are ripe: persimmons hang on trees like red lanterns; Pomegranates laughed one by one; This big red apple is fragrant and sweet.

7. The autumn sky looks much higher and very blue than the summer sky. It seems that you can touch it with your hands, but it seems that you can't get close. Clouds in the sky will become running horses, fat pigs and cute puppies.

Autumn is coming, and my heart is full of expectations. I hope every day in the future will be wonderful.

9. Pear trees are covered with pears from Huang Chengcheng, just like lovely gourds. Look carefully, there are many small freckles on pear's face! There are many pears, and the more branches bend, the more pears sit on the ground.

10. In autumn, the leaves in my hometown turn yellow. When the autumn wind blows, the leaves fall one after another, like yellow butterflies flying in the air, and fall to the ground to spread a golden carpet on the ground.

1 1, the autumn wind blows gently, cool, blowing flowers and trees, as if a warm mother was gently humming a lullaby to send her children into a sweet dream.