The autumn is a painter, it uses colourful dye, went up to earth draw a wonderful drawing.
秋天是一位画家，它用五彩缤纷的颜料，给大地绘上了一幅美妙的图画。
Orchard ties of the autumn became full sweet fruit. Gong Gong's apple is small like each red lantern, hang high in branch. The small orange of golden color, glistening pear also is driven lively like, assemble in an orchard, ground of unwilling give the impression of weakness to host people affectionate call: “ I am the sweetest, I am the most beautiful, pick me quickly go! ”
秋天的果园结满了香香甜甜的果子。红红的苹果像一个个小红灯笼，高高地挂在枝头。金黄色的小橘子，黄澄澄的梨也赶热闹似的，齐聚果园，不甘示弱地向主人们深情地召唤：“我最甜，我最美，快把我摘回去吧走！”
Autumnal Zhu Lin is the most lively, wind whiff, give out clang clang, be like the ground to perform a beautiful waltz.
秋天的竹林是最热闹的，风一吹，就发出哗哗的声音，好像地演奏一曲优美的圆舞曲。
In the morning, ivory smoother is enveloping the earth. Zhu Lin also appears dip is in smoother, hang on dark green Zhu Xie full dew, should shake gently only bamboo, dew is met “ ” ground is dropped downward, get us all over the body is damp, a little while, mist came loose, if sunshine crosses Zhu Sao like Li Jian, illuminate writes a composition / the Lin Li that enter bamboo. Zhu Lin is lively rose, birdie jumps to that bamboo from this bamboo, bamboo from inside sleep come to, in sunshine next beamed showing oneself beautiful “ hair. ”
早晨，乳白色的浓雾笼罩着大地。竹林也似乎浸在浓雾里了，碧绿的竹叶上挂满了露珠，只要轻轻一摇竹子，露珠就会“哗啦啦”地往下掉，落得我们满身湿漉漉的，一会儿，雾散了，阳光如利剑一样穿过竹梢，照射作文/进竹林里。竹林热闹起来了，小鸟从这根竹子跳到那根竹子上，竹子便从睡梦中苏醒了，在阳光的照耀下展现自己秀丽的“头发。”
Midday, the Zhu Xie of packed closely layer up on layer bamboo forest fill gets Yan Yan fact, held off the line of sight of people, obscured azure sky, we play in Zhu Lin the game that play hide-and-seek.
中午，密密层层的竹叶把竹子林填充得严严实实，挡住了人们的视线，遮住了蔚蓝的天空，我们就在竹林里玩儿捉迷藏的游戏。
Curtain of night arrived, the moon of round circle stealthily mounted the tip of a tree, the moon of grafting is illuminated on Zhu Lin, wind blowing gently, bird sleeps in dim and in the nest, appear very quiet all round, sleep deeply of whole bamboo Lin Ye.
夜幕降临了，圆圆的月亮悄悄的爬上了树梢，嫁接的月光照在竹林上，风儿轻轻地吹着，鸟儿睡在暧和窝里，周围显得十分安静，整个竹林也沉睡了。
Autumnal farm is the most beautiful, here resembles an aureate ocean, blaze of a flaming resembles over there. Ah, be wheat maturity so, broomcorn laugh bent a waist!
秋天的农田是最美丽的，这里像一片金色的海洋，那里像一片燃烧的火焰。啊，原来是麦子成熟了，高粱笑弯了腰！
The autumn is a beautiful drawing, I also want to make a beautiful view in this picture.
秋天就是一幅美丽的图画，我也想成为这画中一道美丽的风景。