The autumn, from the first the leaf of golden color casts the bosom of earth mother to begin. When ideologist people begin to think: Of leaf does the call that leaving is earth mother return be a tree to be not persuaded to stay? The autumn, had descended stealthily to this world.
秋天，从第一片金黄色的树叶投进大地母亲的怀抱开始。当思想家们开始思考：叶子的离去是大地母亲的召唤还是树的不挽留？秋天，已经悄悄地降落到了这个世界。
The autumn is grave. The leaf of yellow of that one gold resembles is got on to earth mother plating majestic and high golden outfit, step above, picture extremely walk into palace or Temple of God. Person, at the moment, as if to be slaughtered for ten thousand owner.
秋天是庄重的。那一片片金黄色的树叶像是给大地母亲镀上了一层庄严而又高贵的金装，踏在上面，像极了走进皇宫或者圣殿。人，此时此刻，仿佛成为了万物主宰。
The autumn is happy. That glistening pear, red persimmon, the jujube of round billow, on the branch that is hanged in the orchard, also ripple in the eye in villagers, the joyance that is a bumper harvest completely and contented; On the earth, the spike of rice of golden color as gentle breeze gently jaw head; That full corn, raise he that black big beard, resembling haughtily is triumphant returning general; Field soja Lie opened the mouth, laugh bent a waist, as if saying: The season that is a bumper harvest! Nightly, the villagers that busied one day pile round fire, jumping indefatigably, skip move, vocal, wanton brandish is aspersing joy and enthusiasm. I can't help exclaiming, let a bumper harvest come some more violently!
秋天是喜悦的。那黄澄澄的梨，红彤彤的柿，圆滚滚的枣，挂在果园里的树枝上，也荡漾在乡亲们的眼睛里，满是丰收的喜悦与满足；大地上，金黄色的稻穗随着微风轻轻的颌首；那饱满的玉米，扬起他那黑黑的大胡子，骄傲的像是得胜归来的将军；田间的大豆咧开了嘴，笑弯了腰，仿佛在说：又是一个丰收的季节啊！夜间，忙碌了一天的乡亲们围着火堆，不知疲倦地跳着、蹦着、歌唱着，肆意的挥洒着快乐与热情。我不禁呼喊，让丰收来得更猛烈些吧！
The autumn is melting. The filling grape beautiful wine in that moon cup, each moist travellers' lonely heart, them the exhaustion on the face and prostitution are swept and empty; In the restaurant with brilliant lights, that one basket the crab that basket end comes up, the aggressive appearance of each make threatening gestures, rapid attraction lived the look of guests; People no longer verbal, the divulsion of hurry-scurry the crust of that gold yellow, rapid and crowded oneself mouth, often give out frank hm hm sound. Alas! The autumn always lets people show one's true colours, boys no longer gent, girls also no longer fair maiden, replace, it is a kind of bold and unconstrained that returns to instinctive quality and enthusiasm.
秋天是甜美的。那月光杯里的盛着的葡萄美酒，滋润着每一位旅人孤寂的心，将他们脸上的疲惫与风尘一扫而空；灯火辉煌的饭店里，那一笼笼端上来的大闸蟹，一个个张牙舞爪的嚣张样子，迅速的吸引住了客人们的目光；人们不再言语，手忙脚乱的撕开那金黄色的外壳，迅速塞满自己的嘴，不时发出爽快的唔唔声。唉！秋天总是让人们原形毕露，小伙子们不再绅士，姑娘们也不再淑女，取而代之的，是一种回归本色的豪放与热情。
The autumn is solemn and stirring. "Independence is cold autumn, hunan river north goes, orange continent head " , it is Mao Zedong of generation great person the Bei that is full of to be in the motherland heart in affliction personally is cool; "Rain of autumn wind autumn bewilders a person " , the final words of the deceased of patriotic heroine Ms. Qiu Jin, let the enemy do it abashed, although face death, her stern not dread, still be in care nation concern civilian, indignation of have one's bosom filled with; "Thin horse of ancient course west wind, the setting sun falls on the west, heartbroken person is in skyline " , the autumn, always make us confused in the scenery, get drunk in pathos.
秋天是悲壮的。“独立寒秋，湘江北去，橘子洲头”，是一代伟人毛泽东对身处苦难之中的祖国内心满怀的悲凉；“秋风秋雨愁煞人”，爱国女英雄秋瑾女士的最后遗言，让敌人都为之羞愧，虽然面对死亡，她凛然不惧，尚在忧国忧民，满腔悲愤；“古道西风瘦马，夕阳西下，断肠人在天涯”，秋天，总是让我们在景色中迷茫，在悲情中沉醉。
The autumn is fervent. We experienced vernal warmth, the broil of summer is hot, found period of time eventually, comb the past, be enmeshed oneself, look into future; We experienced the autumn, what also will not have dread Yu Dongtian is freezing; Nature is fervent, it gave this autumn all beauty it seems that.
秋天是慷慨的。我们经历了春天的温暖，夏天的炙热，终于寻到了一段时间，梳理过去，沉浸自己，展望未来；我们经历了秋天，也将无惧于冬天的严寒；大自然是慷慨的，它似乎将所有的美都给予了这个秋天。
The autumn came!
秋天来了！