The autumn wind blows away the hot summer and brings the cool autumn. The withered leaves fall to the ground, as if they have put on a golden dress for the earth. There is a good harvest in the orchard.
You see, the thick pole of the apple tree is brown, the thick leaves are green and shining in the sun. Look at that big and red apple again. When I see it, my mouth is watering down. I really want to take a bite. One by one, you pushed me to pick them! Many children and adults come to pick apples. Xiaogang looks at such a delicious big apple and starts to be greedy. So he also picks up the basket and goes straight to a big apple tree. He stood on tiptoe, reached up, looked at a red apple, held it steady, and with a slight twist, the Apple could be picked easily.
There are a few clusters of chrysanthemums beside the apple tree. My favorite one is the one with purple color. Its branches are dark green and its leaves are dark green. Its root is like its feet, its stem is like its body, its leaves are like its hands, and its flowers are like its hat. Isn't it like a lovely little girl?
Others picked leaves under the tree to make a bright specimen.
In the orchard, we see autumn; we hear autumn; we smell autumn; we feel autumn. Autumn is a season of fruits and harvest.