翻開詩集，我在里面尋找秋的影子，尋找那張熟悉的面孔……

Open the poetry collection, I look for the shadow of autumn and the familiar face

“樹樹皆秋色，山山唯落暉”在夕陽夕下的時候，落日的余輝照射在山坡上，世界是那么的寧靜，張開雙臂，吸一口秋天的氣息，涼涼的，很舒暢，使人忘卻了夏的炎熱。坐在樹下，任憑秋風(fēng)吹拂過臉頰，我仿佛看到秋天的銀杏樹，葉子就象一把把小玉扇，扇哪扇哪，扇走夏天的炎熱，帶來秋天的涼爽。眨一下眼睛，秋天的楓樹便在眼前，葉子像似熊熊烈火，慢慢地從樹上飄落下來，就像一枚枚郵票，一枚枚給大家送來秋的信息的郵票。

"Trees and trees are all autumn, mountains and mountains are only sunset." when the sunset falls, the afterglow of the sunset shines on the hillside. The world is so peaceful. Open your arms and take a breath of autumn. It's cool and comfortable, making people forget the heat of summer. Sitting under the tree, let the autumn wind blow across my face, I seem to see the ginkgo tree in autumn, the leaves are like a small jade fan, which fan which fan, fan away the hot summer, bring the cool autumn. In a blink of an eye, the maple tree in autumn is in front of us. The leaves are like a raging fire, falling down from the tree slowly, just like a stamp, a stamp to send us autumn information.

刷刷——刷，秋風(fēng)吹著枯黃枯黃的樹葉，把葉子吹得滿天飛舞，它們落到地面上，埋進(jìn)土里，漂浮在水面，落到屋頂上……看到這，不禁想起了“八月秋高風(fēng)怒號，卷我屋上三重茅”，秋天的風(fēng)也蠻調(diào)皮的嘛！

Brush - brush, the autumn wind blows the yellow and yellow leaves, making the leaves fly all over the sky. They fall to the ground, bury in the soil, float on the water, fall on the roof Seeing this, I can't help thinking of "August autumn high wind howling, rolling my house on the triple thatch", autumn wind is quite naughty!

抬起頭望著被秋風(fēng)刷洗過的藍(lán)天，一只只張翅飛翔的秋雁鳴叫著飛往南方，一句“長風(fēng)萬里送秋雁，對此可以酣高樓”的詩句便浮現(xiàn)在腦海中，秋天的風(fēng)多么善良，她告訴秋雁“秋天到了——秋天到了！”還親自送它飛向南方，讓它在殘酷的嚴(yán)冬前逃過冬的扼殺。

Looking up at the blue sky washed by the autumn wind, a flying wild goose flies to the South with its wings outstretched. The poem "long wind can send autumn wild goose to the south, which can be heard in high-rise buildings" floats in my mind now. How kind the autumn wind is. She tells the autumn wild goose that "autumn is here - autumn is here!" Also personally sent it to the south, let it in the cruel winter before the death of the winter.

秋，一個金黃的季節(jié)，但我卻把“秋”認(rèn)為是她的名字，“秋”她是一個小孩，一個淘氣而又善良的小孩，她驅(qū)走夏，讓人們脫離夏的煎熬；她埋葬落葉，讓土地肥沃，讓生命得到滋潤；她送走雁，讓它逃離冬的魔掌。

Autumn is a golden season, but I think "autumn" is her name. "Autumn" is a child, a mischievous and kind-hearted child. She drives away summer and lets people get rid of the suffering of summer; she buries fallen leaves, enriches the land and moistens life; she sends away wild geese and lets them escape from the magic palm of winter.