Autumn Maple is written in 300 words.

1. Write the park in autumn 300 words Autumn is approaching, and the autumn girl quietly comes to us with a hint of coolness. She painted colorful autumn with magical brushes. Gradually, Miss Qiu came to the park.

Walking into the park, I saw the small trees by the river, and the green coat gradually turned yellow. From time to time, there is a gust of wind, which makes the yellow leaves on the tree fall to the ground like yellow butterflies dancing. Yellow leaves cover the path like a carpet. I walked up, and the dead leaves made a "click" sound, as if telling a beautiful autumn story.

Looking around, the hillside in the distance is red and a maple forest. A gust of wind blew, and the red maple leaves swayed rhythmically in the wind, like clusters of jumping flames. A closer look shows that there are not only red maple leaves on the branches, but also several yellow maple leaves. Look carefully, some leaves are half red and half yellow, and the red maple leaves turn red, just like a shy little girl.

Not far away, several osmanthus trees are layered, and yellow osmanthus can be seen in the lush green leaves. The breeze blew, bringing a fragrance. Several birds stopped on the branch and chirped. They sang the beautiful Qiu Ge.

Several chrysanthemums are blooming beside the grass. They are colorful and varied, including red, pink, yellow and purple. They are like girls' hair, and they are like the little sun blooming in the autumn sun.

Autumn is golden, autumn is red, autumn is green and autumn is colorful. I love this colorful and poetic autumn.

2. The composition "Autumn Park" 300 words Autumn Park

The wind smells of flowers. Let's go and see the beautiful scenery of the park!

Red, pink, yellow ... chrysanthemums are in bloom. Green leaves set off its beautiful flowers, swaying in the wind, chrysanthemums dancing in the autumn wind like excellent dancers … as if welcoming people.

Are butterflies flying in the wind? No, they are red maple leaves, telling people that autumn is coming. Walking on a path full of maple leaves, maple leaves float in the air and dance with the cool autumn wind, showing people their beauty. ...

The fragrant flowers come to the nose, and the refreshing fragrance seems to be a coup to attract people to Gui Huayuan! White flowers, hidden behind green leaves, are like shy little girls who dare not show up. The wind is blowing again, and sweet-scented osmanthus surrounds people, making people intoxicated in the flowers. Osmanthus fragrans is not as beautiful as roses, lilies and Milan, but it also has a beautiful side. When the flower has withered, it still blooms in the autumn wind like a chrysanthemum!

The wind blows again, blowing the beauty of chrysanthemums, the firmness of osmanthus, and the greetings of autumn, blowing …

3. Describe the maple leaves in autumn in detail, 300 to 400 words. In the fifth grade, the poet Kangqiao is in urgent need of writing autumn prose with maple leaves in autumn.

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Every autumn, the leaves of Cotinus coggygria gradually turn red, especially in late autumn. From a distance, the leaves of Cotinus coggygria are burning like fire.

Red cotinus coggygria leaves are the most touching. You see: in the breeze, the red leaves on the trees are flying freely in the air like red butterflies. In the sun, the leaves of Cotinus coggygria are red and beautiful.

We walked all the way to Huangtunlin, and the red leaves all over the mountain were drunk!

If Huangtu doesn't love our autumn so much, how can it dye this increasingly cold late autumn with all its blood!

If Huangtu doesn't love our autumn so much, how can it dye this increasingly cold late autumn with all its blood!

How can you not love such a beautiful autumn? Because of the fiery red leaves, we can't help loving autumn and nature!

Who can endorse the annotation of burning cotinus coggygria leaves? In this autumn, in the face of fiery red cotinus coggygria leaves, I can only choose silence, because all our colors are not as good as cotinus coggygria leaves. ...

How did cotinus coggygria leaves accumulate fiery red, from the day of germination to the moment of growth; Come in the wind and walk in the rain; The leaves of Cotinus coggygria burn only for this autumn, leaving the branches instantly, giving the world the hottest warmth.

Autumn is so beautiful that we forget ourselves and only indulge in nature!

4. Autumn Maple Leaf Composition 300 words "Stop and sit in the maple forest late, the frost leaves are red in February." Every time I recite this touching poem, I see maple leaves everywhere, clusters and clusters, just like the elves in autumn.

One afternoon, I was walking in the maple forest. Suddenly, I saw some maple leaves floating down from the maple trees and undulating in the breeze. Little maple leaves are flying in the air like red butterflies and red birds. Look at them. They made several spins in the air, and then slowly landed on the grass, crowded in the maple leaves all over the ground, which attracted special attention.

I picked up a piece carefully and studied it carefully. Look, the passable little maple leaf is palm-shaped. It burns like a fire, like a crown brought by an emperor, and swaying like a goldfish's tail. It's really beautiful.

Autumn is really beautiful, and maple leaves are even more beautiful. Walking along the narrow path and enjoying the red maple leaves, how can you not feel relaxed and happy?

Maple leaves in autumn are really beautiful. I like this charming autumn.

5. How to write a park in autumn with a 300-word composition?

The hot summer has just left, and the beautiful autumn has come to the world with light steps.

At this time, the scenery of every place is beautiful, and parks are no exception. Autumn is like a naughty girl picking golden leaves from a tree, and these leaves are flying in the air like golden butterflies. Autumn is like a magician, turning a small blue apple into a big red apple and a small blue pear into a big yellow pear ... Autumn is like a humorous girl, making every chrysanthemum laugh, and they burst into bright smiles. Look, chrysanthemums are swaying in the autumn wind. Its flowers are very big, the petals are dense and thin, and from time to time it gives off an attractive and rich fragrance, which makes you have to go to the flowers and smell them.

Autumn is also like a proud princess, blowing off golden leaves with cool autumn wind, as if paving a carpet of "Autumn Road" for herself.

Ah! I love vibrant spring, I love hot summer, I love snowy winter, but I love you more-fruitful autumn.

6. Composition "Autumn Park" 300 words Autumn park wind, blowing flowers, go and see the beautiful scenery of the park! Red, pink, yellow ... chrysanthemums are in bloom.

Green leaves set off its beautiful flowers, swaying in the wind, chrysanthemums dancing in the autumn wind like excellent dancers … as if welcoming people. Are butterflies flying in the wind? No, they are red maple leaves, telling people that autumn is coming.

Walking on the path full of maple leaves, maple leaves are floating in the air, dancing with the cool autumn wind, showing people their beauty ... The fragrant flowers come to the nose, and the refreshing smell seems to be a coup to attract people to Gui Huayuan! White flowers, hidden behind green leaves, are like shy little girls who dare not show up. The wind is blowing again, and sweet-scented osmanthus surrounds people, which makes people intoxicated in the flowers.

Osmanthus fragrans is not as beautiful as roses, lilies and Milan, but it also has a beautiful side. When the flower has withered, it still blooms in the autumn wind like a chrysanthemum! The wind is blowing again, blowing the beauty of chrysanthemums, the firmness of osmanthus, and the greetings of autumn.

7. Autumn Maple Leaf Composition 300 to 500 words Last night, an autumn rain wet my eyes, quietly watching people come and go, swimming in the forest of Hongfeng with red leaves and tireless heart. Past lives are for this life. I don't want to cross the Naihe Bridge or drink Meng Po soup. I turn it into a drop of dew, hang it between maple leaves, soak it, accompany it to be lonely and burn with it. Let the flame of a tree turn into a harp, and let my three thousand moss be the strings. In such a silent dawn, I will gently play a song for you. Red maple is the flame that beats in the dark, and green silk is the mark of past lives. You are a person you will never forget. Zheng's voice can only be understood by you, because I was not drunk last night. It was the brilliance of the trees that awakened my dream of sleeping for thousands of years. When I woke up, I still couldn't grasp the waiting love, and I couldn't see the sorrow at that moment.

In such a gorgeous background, if you don't come, this dazzling prosperity, this beating flame and this staring eyes can only leave emptiness and loneliness. Don't ask about the past life, don't ask about the next life, think more, just indulge in the quiet dawn, smooth the vicissitudes of my life with your constant concern and tacit understanding, wipe away my sorrow in the dark night, and let me feel the quiet beauty and exquisiteness of a maple leaf, the crystal and purity of a dewdrop, and the tenderness and yearning of a breeze. . How I want to float in the maple forest in full swing, I hope your horseshoe can break the cold of dawn. I will burn with maple leaves, sprinkle with red acacia, and scatter your bags one by one, stringing together regrets in this life.

How intoxicated and obsessed, in the frost forest in late autumn, are you flying or dwelling? Can you hear the pure zither sound in the distance, can you see the flames full of trees, and talk about its burning? I hold the tears lost in my last life and the dew that changed in this life to wash away the dust of your years and the vicissitudes of your previous life. Are you tired? Whenever, I will wait quietly in the frost forest at dawn. Here is your eternal post station, facing the mountains and flowing water, facing the thick earth and yellow sky, bearing in mind the beauty of life and meeting for thousands of years.

I don't know who is quietly singing: in the chaotic world, everything is prosperous in the background except you. This play is played with life, and it is rare to have this agreement. This love only means something to you and me. In the misty frost forest, if you don't remember, if I haven't been there, there is only the prosperity of smoke, like the dream of a butterfly, falling gently outside the world of mortals in the background. And I stubbornly sang classical feelings, caressed the guzheng, lingering with the autumn wind and fog, indulging in the maple leaves at dawn, but, just, the lovesick maple forest is more and more sparse than the maple forest.

Dawn, fog, heavy frost. The whole maple grove is as red as a fiddler, as red as a fiddler and as transparent as a fiddler. Looking for it in past lives, I just want to be the reddest maple leaf, light the fire of your life, and illuminate the cycle of the Millennium.

Postscript (same as postscript); Police officer (police sergeant)

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In winter, the weather is very cold. White snow, the heart seems to be white.

Walking alone, walking in a white world, everything is white. But what about my heart? Is it cold and white? I dare not think about it, and I don't know.

Walking on a quiet forest path, I didn't think. If you must go this way, why think about it?

A gentle wind, a half-red maple leaf fluttering slowly in the wind, not only that, I have a pity for this half-red maple leaf.

I picked it up and dragged it in my hand, as if I thought it was the same as me. ...

Lonely, lonely.

I took it home, made a specimen and hung it on the wall where the sun shone, hanging side by side with your little shadow, smiling in the forest. ...

The flaming sunset and the flaming maple leaves, I seem to hear you singing a love poem again. Soft little poems floated across the bridge, across the fiery maple forest and into my heart. I'm drunk.

I seem to see you again through the gap in the afterglow of the sunset. In that endless distance, at the end of the misty. You stood there, smiling, with long black hair flying in the wind and white clothes floating in the wind.

That is the holy jade girl under Mount Everest, and she will enjoy it forever in the eyes of praise and reverence of the world! Always keep the distance that the world cannot get close to!

I ran across the bridge and the fiery maple forest, but I couldn't find you, leaving only a fiery maple leaf. ...

I woke up and cried.

The sunset has disappeared, swallowed by the ruthless darkness, but the maple leaves are still fiery red. Are saints afraid of the dark?

Red maple leaf, isn't blood red?

Looking at it, I can't describe your indifference with arrogance, nor can I exchange your sincerity for your touch. I have to hide in the corner forgotten by the world at the end of the crowd and continue to "wait alone" to meet you at the end of the mountain in the next season when the maple leaves turn red. I am also silently praying that you are no longer an out-of-touch saint. But a real woman.

In the dark, I seem to see you smiling, but I shed tears. Tears came down and flowed into my heart. That's the taste of pain, sour, bitter and salty.

8. Write a composition about autumn maple leaves (350 words). I like the spring with flowers and birds, and I like the fruitful autumn, especially the leaves in late autumn gradually take on a new look, and the colorful mountains are fascinating.

On such a picturesque day, my parents took me to the park to see autumn leaves. When you enter the park, the first thing you see is a bright and burning maple forest, which looks like a flaming mountain from a distance.

Entering the maple forest, the warm maple leaves nodded and smiled at us under the breeze, welcoming us. I picked up a maple leaf and observed it carefully. It consists of seven small leaves. Its edge is a little rough, and the red stem is very slender, like an open palm. Another feature of maple leaf is its ever-changing color. Maple leaves are green in spring, but gradually turn red in autumn. Walking out of the maple grove, I smelled a faint fragrance. Following the fragrance, I suddenly remembered that there is another kind of leaves I like in autumn, that is, the leaves of osmanthus trees.

Sure enough, after several bends, the vigorous osmanthus tree miraculously appeared in front of my eyes. I looked up and saw that Osmanthus fragrans was still like a little girl, shyly hiding behind the leaves, and only half of her face was quietly exposed. The leaves on osmanthus trees are oval, with serrated edges and green body. Under the sunshine, among these leaves, the most interesting one is the ginkgo tree, which is also green, like a fan or a big umbrella, with thin patterns on it, because in late autumn, the edges of the leaves are a little yellow, which seems to add lace to them. When a gust of wind blows, many ginkgo orchards will fall from the air and fly like beautiful butterflies.

Autumn is a beautiful season, and autumn leaves are a touching song in this season, which makes people nostalgic. I love autumn, and I love these strange leaves more. -

We have gone through a bright green spring and a colorful summer, and come to this fiery autumn full of * * *. In autumn, fallen leaves are the most striking beauty focus.

The autumn wind swept through the Woods, leaving leaves behind. They dance lightly in the air, like a beautiful butterfly and dancing elves.

Some people say that autumn leaves are withered and worthless. I don't think so.

Autumn leaves are sacred. Although fallen leaves are no longer lovely in spring and vigorous in summer, they are the most valuable dedication of fallen leaves under withering. When the leaves are covered in the spring of March, they begin to absorb sunlight and air, blossom and bear fruit. When the sun is scorching, the leaves join hands to form a huge umbrella, which brings coolness to the birds.

When autumn comes, the withered autumn leaves still decorate the earth with gold and red, showing their final beauty to the world. Autumn wind blows, autumn leaves fall peacefully and openly, blend into the soil, turn into nutrients, and give birth to the hope of spring.

I believe that there will be a faint smile of autumn leaves in the bud next spring. Ah! This is the cycle of life! Ah! Autumn leaves, you are a fairy tale full of affection. You left in a hurry without leaving any dazzling brilliance. You fly gently, regardless of whether you get any praise, but you are so satisfied and serene. This is your character. You absorbed the air and sunshine, and gave birth to flowers all over the sky. The fragrance of melons and fruits is selfless. This is your pursuit. You exhausted your youth and left the last dazzling and golden autumn with your dying body. You openly let the autumn wind take you back to the earth, melt into the soil, turn it into nutrients, and nurture the hope of spring! Autumn leaves, you are the hymn of life. All hearts are baptized because of you. With the autumn sunset, you left in a hurry, leaving no dazzling brilliance. You fly down gently and turn a limited life into eternity. ........................................................................................................................

It was like a golden fairy tale, and I became the only visitor in autumn. In the rustling autumn wind, the dead leaves on the trees have fallen.

It slowly fell to the ground, making a sad "rustling" sound. Falling leaves! Are you mourning the shortness of your life? No, it's not! Leaves will not be so short of breath! Unconsciously, I have reached the end of the road.

I saw a clear stream in front of me, and fallen leaves fell on the stream with the wind, just like a golden boat. The stream kept flowing, and the fallen leaves whirled with the tide, starting their long and arduous journey ... Seeing that there was no way out, I simply lay on the luxurious carpet and looked up. There seems to be some green leaves left on the bare branches.

Maybe in a few days, this green leaf will fall and fall into the arms of Mother Earth. "Fallen leaves are not heartless things, but turn into spring mud to protect flowers.

"yes! It is paying its life for the coming year. Falling leaves! Your glorious life will not end with autumn, because the solid seeds have taken your hope to the next spring.

Falling leaves! You don't have to worry that the bare branches will be frozen by frost, because the tender branches of the past have become ruthless men. Floating leisurely, floating leisurely, and the fallen leaves are still hovering and scattered there.

It doesn't seem to be attached to the branches, and it doesn't worry about fate, just looking for its own home. It believes that since its life has an unusual beginning, it should have an unusual ending.

9. Write maple leaves and chrysanthemums in the park in autumn. I like autumn chrysanthemums.

Some people like rich and luxurious peony, some people like dignified and generous Clivia, some people like fragrant and pleasant jasmine, some people like graceful roses-I like autumn chrysanthemums that stand proudly.

Dare to fight the wind and frost, this is the true color of Qiuju, which can also be said to be its character and habit. In late autumn, the wind and frost came to Qiuju, and Qiuju did not hesitate to meet the challenge of wind and frost. The wind and frost can't help Qiuju, but it doesn't give up. The wind and frost are even bigger. If Qiuju wants to give in, Qiuju is not afraid and faces it bravely. What effect will wind and frost have on it?

Autumn chrysanthemum is beautiful, just like an angel in late autumn, which brings people inner warmth. The spirit of pride is even more commendable. It is not in the spring and March, but in the late autumn when flowers are dying, different varieties of chrysanthemums are competing to open, which is beautiful. Single, parallel, full of flowers, as dense as stars, so colorful. Some dragons and phoenixes dance; Some are very slim; Some are small and exquisite; Some are complex and huge; Some are as quiet as moonlight; Some are as soft as feathers. Red, white and yellow-refreshing.

Colorful chrysanthemums have different shapes, and some are like fountains, bursting with gold and silver threads; Some are like hydrangeas, surrounded by balls; Some are like anemones, with twisted petals. The striking cliff is in full bloom, standing on a tall flower stand, as proud as a peacock, spreading its wings like a phoenix, and as graceful as a girl dragging her nepotism. Close up, the red one is fiery red, and the yellow one is golden yellow. Layers of flowers gather together like small pompoms, and the stamens are like small mushrooms. White flowers have another taste: single petals, scattered, like an enlarged crystal snowflake, while green stamens are not dense, like many silkworm eggs, crowded around. Red, white and yellow flowers hang down from the flowerpot, long and wide, like a colorful waterfall, what a magnificent momentum! There is also "Fuji Snow Peak", a snow-white table chrysanthemum with thick and many petals. The petals wrapped in the middle are slightly rolled inward, and the outermost petals are slightly spread outward. The whole flower is round. Looking from a distance, it looks like a magnificent snow-capped mountain, with several green leaves protruding from solid branches, like a grassland at the foot of the mountain.

Autumn chrysanthemum grows in late autumn. No matter how bad the weather is, it is still flourishing and full of vitality. Its indomitable spirit seems to be fighting the cold; It is dotted with nature in obscurity, but it wants nothing. Grandpa said to me, "Chrysanthemum is a famous flower. It is not only beautiful, but also a kind of Chinese medicine. Used to make tea, fresh and refreshing. "

10.300 words write autumn autumn is not as fragrant and pleasant as spring; There are not so many small creatures singing in summer; Not as beautiful as winter.

However, it is the most beautiful in my heart. Although autumn is not as gorgeous as spring, it has a unique color-red.

Maple leaves only blush in autumn. Seen from a distance, they are as red as the morning glow, and all the mountains are dyed red. When the wind blows, maple leaves float down like red snow.

So people can enjoy it. Although there are not so many small creatures in autumn as in summer, the scenery of fallen leaves in autumn is much better than them.

When the wind blows, the leaves fall with the wind, and there is always a sound, as if to tell everyone loudly: "Who said there are no butterflies in autumn?" Am I not? How about it? Beautiful! "Although there is no white clothes in winter in autumn, its orange clothes are also good! And it's much warmer than that white skirt in winter. Autumn also has many unique features.

In autumn, plants seem to be rushing to the barber shop. Some people may ask, "Why do they go to the barber shop?" Dye your hair, of course. They should also follow the fashion! In autumn, osmanthus trees are in full bloom, so that people far away can smell the intoxicating fragrance.

In autumn, it will make the farmers' uncles very happy, because the grain and fruit they have worked so hard to grow have been harvested. Wow, the thought of my favorite green orange makes my mouth water.

Autumn is a season that I miss. The fallen leaves in the yard and my thoughts piled up in a thick pile, but the full rice made the world in my heart happier. Autumn has finally come. I grew up in the south and have an unusual love and attachment for autumn in the south. In the south, summer is very long, so autumn always comes later than in the north. But the difference between autumn and summer in the south is obvious. Autumn is the season of alternating cold and summer. After a few days of autumn rain, there was no longer unbearable heat, and the raging autumn tiger suddenly disappeared. People can go out of their homes. In autumn, there is no scorching ultraviolet rays, the skin is hot, and the sunshine in autumn gives people a soft and charming feeling; The typhoon * * and the roaring rainstorm have gone away, and the autumn wind gives people a refreshing and pleasant feeling. There are many differences between autumn and summer, such as the contrast of colors between leaves. In autumn, the green leaves on the trees are not so bright, and gradually turn from green to yellow. With the deepening of autumn, most of the leaves of trees are golden and brilliant, and pieces of yellow leaves begin to fall in succession under the sweep of autumn wind. It's spectacular. On the country road, the smell of soil is getting stronger and stronger. When doing morning exercises and walking in the evening, a cool breeze blows gently. Autumn night, the moonlight is no longer hazy, the moonlight is bright, and the fragrance of wild flowers and weeds is overflowing. The nightingale's voice in the forest is crisp and beautiful; Between the trees and the flowers, the birds are chirping and pleasing to the ear. The sounds of nature accompanied by autumn are wonderful. Sporadic frogs and faint cicadas seem to convey the departure of summer. When the shower stops, birds sing to tell people that autumn has begun. Autumn is the season of ripe harvest. In the countryside, a wave of golden rice has been set off. On the hillside, oranges, oranges, persimmons and other fruits are everywhere; The melon shed is full of melons, vines, taro and ripe melons, waiting for the sower to pick and harvest. I like autumn because it has no bacteria and pests. Because it has no storms and no lightning strikes; Because it has no purgatory in the hot sun and summer heat; Because it's neither cold nor cold. I like the crisp and fruitful autumn. Autumn gives me an impression, scene after scene, bright and clear ... I like autumn, appreciate autumn, miss autumn in my hometown, and look forward to the reunion with my distant relatives in my hometown every Mid-Autumn Festival. Charming autumn is blowing quietly in xia yang, and autumn rain falls gently. Autumn came to us unconsciously. Today, my mother took me in the footsteps of autumn, looking for the figure of autumn. I found autumn in the Woods. When the autumn wind blows, palm-like leaves fall one after another. It floated to us and said, "Goodbye." Then it fell into the arms of Mother Earth. Ginkgo Garden is like handfuls of golden fans. It is the most beautiful commemoration of autumn. As for the diamond poplars, it's like a welcome team lined up on both sides of the avenue. When the autumn wind blows, the leaves rustle, which is simply warm applause. The maple leaves turned red. Seen from a distance, it covers the whole mountain like a red tulle coat. Really beautiful! No wonder the ancients said, "Frost leaves are redder than February flowers"! I found autumn in the park. Chrysanthemums in the park are in full bloom, including red, white, yellow and crimson. They are really colorful, colorful. Some of them are in full bloom, trying to show people their beautiful posture. Some are like shy little girls. The breezy autumn wind is sending their fragrance to all directions, giving people a relaxed and pleasant enjoyment. Going home and passing by the market, there are big pomegranates everywhere. They squeezed each other in the box, laughing from ear to ear, revealing crystal pomegranate seeds and taking a bite. It's really sweet and sour! Ah! Autumn is around us, and its beautiful scenery is really intoxicating! Composition of autumn maple leaves: I like autumn, I like the beautiful scenery and crisp days in autumn. Every season, maple leaves are dressed in new clothes and bright red dresses. The wind is blowing cool breeze, traveling around with small maple leaves. In autumn, my father often takes my family to enjoy the maple leaves. Under the dam of Shimen Reservoir, you can see rows of maple trees in the distance. Like a lovely maple leaf girl welcoming us. I walked to the front of the maple tree, bent down, picked up a maple leaf, looked around and kept looking at its body. I suddenly found that the clothes of maple leaf are so special! It is fiery red, with thick ribbons tied on it and serrated lace on the edge. I came here with my father, mother and sister to enjoy the maple. Mom, my father has been taking pictures with his camera.