秋天的英文押韵诗

the rainy day

-----------一棵奉献树(The Giving Tree)Once there was a giving treeWho loved a little boyAnd everyday the boy would come to playSwinging from her branchesSleeping in her shadesLaughing all the summer hours awayAnd so they loved, and oh the tree was happyOh, the tree was gladBut soon the boy grew olderAnd one day he came and saidCan you give me some money, treeTo buy some things I've foundI have no money, said the treeJust apples, twigs and leavesBut you can take my apples, boyAnd sell them in the townAnd so he did, and oh the tree was happyOh, the tree was gladSoon again the boy came backAnd he said to the tree, I'm now a manAnd I must have a house that's all my ownI can't give you a house, said the treeThe forest is my homeBut you may cut my branches offAnd build yourself a homeAnd so he did, and oh the tree was happyOh, the tree was gladAnd time went by and the boy came backWith sadness in his eyesMy life has turned so cold, he saidAnd I need sunny daysI'm nothing but my trunk, she saidBut you may cut it downAnd build yourself a boat and sail awayAnd so he did, and oh the tree was happyOh, the tree was gladAnd after years, the boy came backFrom both ends of the worldI really cannot help youIf you ask another giftI'm nothing but an old stump nowI'm sorry, boy, she saidI'm sorry, but I've nothing more to giveI don't need very much nowJust a quiet place to restThe boy, he whispered with a weary smileWell, said the tree, an old stump is still as good for thatCome, boy, she said, sit downSit down and rest a whileAnd so he did, and oh the tree was happyOh, the tree was glad

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世界上没有两片相同的叶子，每一张照片都记载着不同的故事当我擦拭这片树叶时，我的班主任认为与其把时间用在这上面，不如干些正事。英语老师笑他这个理科生是个没情调的人。行走在校园之中，漫步在枫叶之下。No two leaves are ever the same in the world, and every photo tells a different story. When I was wiping the leaf clean, my homeroom teacher said that I should be using this time doing something more useful than this. My English teacher said rather jokingly, that he is a science teacher with no sentimental emotions.I walk through the campus, walking on those fallen maple leaves...关于秋天的英文诗：Autumn LeavesOne of the nicest beds I know Isn't a bed of soft white snow. Isn't a bed of cool green grass After the noisy mowers pass. Isn't a bed of yellow hay Making me itch for half a day But autumn leaves in a pile that high, Deep and smelling like fall and dry. That's the bed where I like to lie And watch the flutters of Fall go by. --by Aileen FisherAutumnWhen the trees their summer splendor Change to raiment red and gold, When the summer moon turns mellow, And the nights are getting cold; When the squirrels hide their acorns, And the woodchucks disappear; Then we know that it is autumn, Loveliest season of the year. --Charlotte L. RiserFallThe old earth is changing; The seasons turn round. The autumn leaves flutter Their way to the ground. My own world is changing; The seasons conspire To grant me the peace Of a rest by the fire--Melissa Pinol