小花花cat
《forever autumn》 So, the season of the fall begins Down the crossroads in a sleepy little inn By the fire when the sun goes down But the night becomes you And the secrets of the rain Forever autumn And the season of the fall begins Out the nightlands when the thunderstorm sets in The secrets clear in the cloudy night But the night becomes you And the secrets of the rain, they will stay the same And the time will come soon With the secrets of the rain, and the storm again Coming closer every day, forever autumn And the season of the fall begins Past the passingbell, past willow weeping A ripple forms on the brinks of time But the night becomes you And the secrets of the rain, they will stay the same And the time will come soon With the secrets of the rain, and the storm again Coming closer every day, forever autumn To Autumn by John Keats J. 1 Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun,Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells. 2 Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair sort-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep,Dows’d with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers. And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook; Or by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours. 3 Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a waiful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloftOr sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The red-breast whistles form a garden-croft;And gathering swallows twitter in the skies. 作者简介： 济慈，英国19世纪浪漫主义诗人。1816年发表处女作《哦，孤独》，1818年长诗《安狄米恩》出版，受到著名诗人拜伦和雪莱的重视与鼓励。他写出了大量脍炙人口的名篇，如长诗《伊莎贝拉》和抒情诗《希腊古瓮颂》、《夜莺颂》、《秋颂》等，奠定了他在英国文学史上的崇高地位。 -
微雨燕双飞1988
秋天是浪漫的季节，让人觉得美好。其中描写的秋天的英语作文就不错。下面就是我给大家整理的秋天的英语作文，希望大家喜欢。
秋天的英语作文篇(1)
Autumn comes, the leaves turn yellow, a leaf falling down, like a butterfly dancing in the air.
The fields in autumn very lively, rice is low head, in a whisper, sorghum laugh reddening, sunflower tired curved waist. The orchard fruits are rushing five or six color clothes, grab a red apple, put on it and said, "I'm too pretty, grab a piece of orange orange robe, the most suitable for me, other fruits are robbed of their love.
Autumn is so beautiful that I think it is autumn all the year round!
秋天的英语作文篇(2)
Autumn is here, autumn is here!
Autumn came to the fields, and autumn mother hurried to the fields and put on a golden dress. Rice, autumn wind blowing, Kingnet tumbling. Pods in the autumn wind accompanied by crashing singing the song of harvest.
Autumn came to the orchard, the apple smiled red face, pear, you squeeze my touch, just waiting for people to pick it! Persimmon trees are hung with persimmons like small lanterns. A string of grapes more attractive, sparkling like crystal clear Pearl agate.
When autumn comes to the garden, chrysanthemums bloom, red, white and yellow...... A riot of colours, bright and colorful flourish, very beautiful!
秋天的英语作文篇(3)
Autumn comes quietly and quietly. The autumn came to the fields, and the fields turned up with Kingnet. The rice rolled over, and the corn was pleased to reveal its gold.
When autumn came to the garden, the vegetables were in full bloom, and the farmer's uncles had a happy smile on their faces.
Autumn came to the cultural square, and the grass on the ground slowly and slowly turned yellow. Look, the fallen leaves are like little flowers, butterflies, dancing with their beautiful wings, and some of them are as lithe as dancers......
Autumn is beautiful! I love the beautiful autumn!
秋天的英语作文篇(4)
Autumn is coming. Autumn came to the woods, the leaves turn yellow, red maple leaf, the autumn wind, the leaves like a beautiful butterfly, fluttering in the cheerful.
Autumn comes to the fields. The autumn wind, the rice smiled bent the waist, cotton cracked lips. The cricket sings the autumn harvest song.
Autumn comes to the orchard. The orchard becomes lively, you see, the red apples, yellow pear, and the red lantern like persimmon, in the autumn wind blowing, they like to play bumper cars.
Ah! I love fall.
秋天的英语作文篇(5)
Late autumn, as usual, I went for an outdoor walk. On the floor of the leaves, looked at the bare branches, the cemetery I feel; fall away from us. How can I cherish the once intoxicating autumn?.
I went to the woods, I see the leaves on the trees are yellow, the cool wind blows down, fluttering triumphantly, like the butterfly is more beautiful to the number of leaves, you see, a piece of red maple leaf is very beautiful, very charming.
In the fall, I feel very cool and feel very energetic, and you know how much I want to keep the charming and beautiful fall.
秋天的英语作文篇(6)
Beautiful and cool autumn came, blue sky and white clouds, the wind blowing gently.
Fields of corn, gold, gold, yellow, yellow leaves have fallen, like a few dancing butterflies. See! The fruit trees are covered with apple and pear, persimmon … … in the garden, chrysanthemum opened, red, a hundred flowers contend in beauty, white, pink, beautiful. You see! There are some oranges are hung on the branches, like a small orange lantern; red Begonia weighed the branches of &hellip …
枫中落叶
王维的>如何？ 中英文对照如下：
山居秋暝 AUTUMN EVENING IN THE MOUNTAINS
空山新雨后， After fresh rain in mountains bare
天气晚来秋. Autumn permeates evening air.
明月松间照， Among pine-trees bright moonbeams peer;
清泉石上流. O'er crystal stones flows water clear.
竹喧归浣女， Bamboos whisper of washer-maids;
莲动下鱼舟. Lotus stirs when fishing boat wades.
随意春芳歇， Though fragrant spring may pass away,
王孙自可留. Still here's the place for you to stay.
《forever autumn》 So, the season of the fall begins Down the crossroads in a sleepy little inn By the fire when the sun goes down But the night becomes you And the secrets of the rain Forever autumn And the season of the fall begins Out the nightlands when the thunderstorm sets in The secrets clear in the cloudy night But the night becomes you And the secrets of the rain, they will stay the same And the time will come soon With the secrets of the rain, and the storm again Coming closer every day, forever autumn And the season of the fall begins Past the passingbell, past willow weeping A ripple forms on the brinks of time But the night becomes you And the secrets of the rain, they will stay the same And the time will come soon With the secrets of the rain, and the storm again Coming closer every day, forever autumn To Autumn by John Keats J. 1 Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun, Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells. 2 Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair sort-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Dows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers. And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook; Or by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours. 3 Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a waiful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The red-breast whistles form a garden-croft; And gathering swallows twitter in the skies. 作者简介： 济慈，英国19世纪浪漫主义诗人。
1816年发表处女作《哦，孤独》，1818年长诗《安狄米恩》出版，受到著名诗人拜伦和雪莱的重视与鼓励。他写出了大量脍炙人口的名篇，如长诗《伊莎贝拉》和抒情诗《希腊古瓮颂》、《夜莺颂》、《秋颂》等，奠定了他在英国文学史上的崇高地位。
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选了三首关于秋天的英文诗 .希望你喜欢. 1.Autumn Fires by Robert Louis Stevenson In the other gardens And all up the vale, From the autumn bonfires See the smoke trail! Pleasant summer over And all the summer flowers, The red fire blazes, The grey smoke towers. Sing a song of seasons! Something bright in all! Flowers in the summer, Fires in the fall! 2.A Fall Song by Ellen Robena Field Golden and red trees Nod to the soft breeze, As it whispers, "Winter is near;" And the brown nuts fall At the wind's loud call, For this is the Fall of the year. Good-by, sweet flowers! Through bright Summer hours You have filled our hearts with cheer We shall miss you so, And yet you must go, For this is the Fall of the year. Now the days grow cold, As the year grows old, And the meadows are brown and sere; Brave robin redbreast Has gone from his nest, For this is the Fall of the year. I do softly pray At the close of day, That the little children, so dear, May as purely grow As the fleecy snow That follows the Fall of the year. 3.Farewell to the Farm by Robert Louis Stevenson The coach is at the door at last; The eager children, mounting fast And kissing hands, in chorus sing: Good-bye, good-bye, to everything! To house and garden, field and lawn, The meadow-gates we swang upon, To pump and stable, tree and swing, Good-bye, good-bye, to everything! And fare you well for evermore, O ladder at the hayloft door, O hayloft where the cobwebs cling, Good-bye, good-bye, to everything! Crack goes the whip, and off we go; The trees and houses smaller grow; Last, round the woody turn we sing: Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!。
To Autumn
John Keats
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun,
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.
山居秋暝 AUTUMN EVENING IN THE MOUNTAINS
空山新雨后， After fresh rain in mountains bare
天气晚来秋. Autumn permeates evening air.
明月松间照， Among pine-trees bright moonbeams peer;
清泉石上流. O'er crystal stones flows water clear.
竹喧归浣女， Bamboos whisper of washer-maids;
莲动下鱼舟. Lotus stirs when fishing boat wades.
随意春芳歇， Though fragrant spring may pass away,
王孙自可留. Still here's the place for you to stay.
1. 我认为秋天是一年中最美的季节。
i think autumn ithe most beautiful season in a year.
2. 秋天时叶子变黄。
the leaveturn yellow in autumn.
3. 在秋天的晚上，我感到一丝凉意。
i feel a little cool in the autumnal night.
4. 秋天里树木都是光秃秃的。
the treewere naked during autumn.
5. 今天的天气已露出了一丝秋天的气息。
there ia breath of autumn in the air today.
6. 九月的天气确实像秋天了。
the weather in september wapositivelautumnal.
7. 我喜欢收集秋天赤褐色的叶子。
i like to collect russet autumn leaves.
自己原创的，写的不好，希望能帮助点什么. Autumn is coming The wind kisses my face, Slowly and slowly Like the hand of my mother, The crops become golden, Beautiful and beautiful, Like the honouts from me, The air is cool, fresh and fresh , Like my girl's skin, How magic it is! How exciting it is! what happened? Oh~Autumn is coming！ 我可以自己翻译下 秋天来了 风亲吻着我的脸硖， 轻轻的，缓缓的， 就象是母亲的手， 庄稼变成了金色， 很美丽，很漂亮， 象征着我收获的荣誉， 空气清清爽爽， 又新鲜，又清新， 象女孩子的皮肤. 多么神奇啊！多么让人高兴啊！ 到底是怎么回事呢 啊~原来是秋天来了！ 觉得还行，有比喻，有拟人.如果你是在校学生 还是把象女孩子的皮肤那个给去掉吧。
1. In autumn,the weather is very dry and cool.
2. I think the most beautiful season in a year is autumn.
3. I think autumn is the most beautiful season in a year.
4. The leaves turn yellow in autumn.
5. I feel a little cool in the autumnal night.
6. The trees were naked during autumn.
7. There is a breath of autumn in the air today.
8. The weather in September was positively autumnal.
9. I like to collect russet autumn leaves.
10. We are enjoying the resplendent colors of the New England woods in the autumn.
11. The leaves turn yellow in autumn.
12. Rain in the North seems peculiar, compared with that of the South, more appealing,and better-behaved.
13. My favourite season is autumn.
14. In autumn,the weather is very dry and cool.
15. I think the most beautiful season in a year is autumn.
Poems of Autumn（秋天的诗歌）--------John Keats: To Autumn（济慈，秋颂）
SEASON of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells
译文：雾气洋溢、果实圆熟的秋，
你和成熟的太阳成为友伴；
你们密谋用累累的珠球，
缀满茅屋檐下的葡萄藤蔓；
使屋前的老树背负着苹果，
让熟味透进果实的心中，
使葫芦胀大，鼓起了榛子壳，
好塞进甜核；又为了蜜蜂
一次一次开放过迟的花朵，
使它们以为日子将永远暖和，
因为夏季早填满它们的粘巢。
一个人淋着雨
1、Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree. ——Emily Brontë每一片飘落的秋叶，都在向我诉说着狂喜。——艾米莉·勃朗特
2、Love the trees until their leaves fall off, then encourage them to try again next year.爱这些树木，直到秋叶落尽，然后鼓励它们明年再次枝繁叶茂。——谦德·萨格
3、Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods. And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.现今，秋天的气息像火焰般沿着树木蔓延。随着一天天的过去，秋叶飘落入泥。——威廉·阿林厄姆
4、Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.——Albert Camus秋天即是第二个春天,每片叶子都是花朵。——阿尔贝·加缪
5、Autumn mornings: sunshine and crisp air, birds and calmness, year's end and day's beginnings.秋日的早晨是这样的：阳光和微凉的空气、鸟鸣和静谧的氛围，一年的尾声却是一天的开始。—— Terri Guillemets (美国作家)
