Autumn wind fairy tales in the twelve solar terms

In autumn fairy tales, there is a beautiful autumn girl. She wears a golden braid, a red scarf, a light blue skirt and a grass green hairpin. With a flute in her hand, she dances everywhere. Persimmon was drunk by her and blushed; Sorghum was bent by her laughter; Chrysanthemum was awakened by her and stood up. ...

In autumn fairy tales, there are leaves that clap their hands. You don't believe me? Look! Maple leaves dyed in the forest are more like children's "little hands"! A breeze blew, and the "little hand" on the maple tree shook, as if patting the "hand" to welcome the arrival of autumn wind! Look! "Hands" are red! But they don't feel tired at all, and they are still patting hard until all the "little hands" are red! Seen from a distance, it looks like a burning flame.

In autumn fairy tales, there are dancing leaves. When the autumn wind blows, the leaves begin to dance in the wind. One by one stretched out in the wind, flying towards the blue sky, leaning on the earth, and hovering down, dancing in the wind like a butterfly in ballet, very beautiful. ...

In autumn fairy tales, of course, there are fields full of wheat waves, geese lined up in a row, and fruits covered with branches. ...

Fairy tales in autumn are colorful, beautiful, lovely and interesting. I like to be a Qiu Meng in autumn and watch fairy tales in autumn!