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Just a little more and a long winter will come. Well, while we have gold autumn- one of the most beautiful times of the year. This is the season of harvests, animal migrations, preparation for winter, and the most beautiful autumn leaf fall.
Today's issue contains beautiful autumn photos from all over the world.
Autumn is the harvest season. Let's start with autumn apples from the US state of Virginia, September 17, 2011. (Photo by J. Scott Applewhite | AP):
An exhibition at a pumpkin farm near Berlin in Germany, October 9, 2011. Tens of thousands of pumpkins of 40 different varieties grow here from August to October. (Photo by Sean Gallup | Getty Images):
Sculpture of a swimmer from the Park. Gorky in Moscow in autumn attire, October 8, 2011. (Photo by Sergei Karpukhin | Reuters):
Dragonfly and wheat field before harvest, Canadian Prairies, Alberta, September 7, 2011. (Photo by Todd Korol | Reuters):
gold autumn- the most colorful time of the year. Autumn colors in Minnesota, USA, September 26, 2011. (Photo by Ann Heisenfelt | AP):
Autumn sketches from Kirov Park on Elagin Island in St. Petersburg, October 9, 2011. (Photo by Alexander Demianchuk | Reuters):
A slightly mystical photo. Wooded area of Hampstead Heath in north London, September 30, 2011. (Photo by Dan Kitwood | Getty Images):
Smart cow look. In early autumn, local farmers drive their cattle home from mountain pastures. Austrian province of Tyrol, September 23, 2011. (Photo by Lisi Niesner | Reuters):
Doe or European brown deer in Richmond Park in London, October 10, 2011. (Photo by Dan Istitene | Getty Images):
Autumn-winter landscape: a tree with golden leaves and the snowy mountain Susitna, known as the "Sleeping Lady", Alaska, October 4, 2011. (Photo by Dan Joling | AP):
Autumn is also the time for various festivals and competitions. One of the unusual competition - marsh diving championship, which is held in the small town of Llanwrtyd Wells in Britain on August 28, 2011. Participants must swim a full 60 meters in a ditch dug in the middle of a swamp using a mask, snorkel and fins. (Photo by Harry Engels | Getty Images):
Of course, the most famous autumn holiday is in Germany. This year's 178th beer festival ended on October 3, 2011. (Photo by Joerg Koch | AP):
In the US state of Maine, an equally unusual event takes place in the fall - pumpkin regatta. As the name implies, the boats here are made from huge pumpkins. Competitions are held in two classes: "oar pumpkins" and pumpkins with a small motor, October 9, 2011. (Photo by Joel Page | Reuters):
"You are my fallen maple ...". Maine, USA, September 30, 2011. (Photo by Robert F. Bukaty | Reuters):
Autumn has arrived at Moseley Swamp in Birmingham, England on September 7, 2011. (Photo by Christopher Furlong | Getty Images):
Autumn landscape from the US state of Minnesota, September 26, 2011. (Photo by Ann Heisenfelt | AP):
This year, a large crop of cranberries ripened in the swamps of Massachusetts, October 4, 2011. (Photo by Charles Krupa | AP):
Swan in the autumn pond of Stavropol, Russia, September 27, 2011. (Photo by Eduard Korniyenko | Reuters):
London, October 5, 2011. Parts of the pavement turned out to be stickier and autumn leaves formed beautiful autumn carpets. (Photo by Peter Macdiarmid | Getty Images):
Dozhinki Harvest Festival-Fair was held 50 km from Minsk on September 30, 2011. (Photo by Vasily Fedosenko | Reuters):
Autumn is the time of migrations. Swans fly south, Alaska, September 27, 2011. (Photo by Bill Roth | AP):
The first snow has already fallen in the Bavarian Alps in southern Germany, October 9, 2011. (Photo by Christof Stache | AFP | Getty Images):
Half Moon Bay International Giant Pumpkin Festival was held in California on October 10, 2011. The winner grew a pumpkin weighing 773 kilograms and 4 m 95 cm in diameter. (Photo by Paul Sakuma | AP):
Basically, a pumpkin is ancient culture originating from the regions Central America, Persia and Asia Minor. And these are pumpkins from Ohio, September 26, 2011. (Photo by Lisa DeJong | AP):
Golden autumn in the park of Casper, Wyoming, September 29, 2011. (Photo by Dan Cepeda | AP):
The summer season flies by unnoticed. Before you know it, the night is gradually getting longer, the wind is getting colder, and the leaves and grass don't seem to be as bright green and fresh as they were at the beginning of the season. And now the foliage is golden outside the window, and the birds, gathering in flocks, fly south. And this makes me sad. Maybe not much, but still sad. It rains more often, the sun shines less often and does not warm as much, but autumn is not only famous for this. No wonder it is called golden, and not only in the photo it is so beautiful that we are happy to admire the golden crowns of trees and the paths and squares strewn with their leaves.
Beautiful fluffy cat in golden autumn. 
Black cat in golden autumn. 
Golden forest in autumn. 
Sunset in the forest during golden autumn. 
To enjoy the beauty of nature at this time of the year, just go outside. Just taking your time, slowly and fully inhale the freshness and coolness autumn air, take a look at the trees and shrubs painted in yellow and crimson colors, look after the parting birds flying to distant lands. Isn't it wonderful?
Golden autumn in the mountains. 
Golden autumn in the mountains, against the backdrop of clouds. 
Canyon in the mountains during golden autumn. 
Evening at the time of golden autumn in a hilly area. 
Mountains, forest and rainbow during golden autumn. 
Hut in the forest during golden autumn. The mornings are colder now, but by noon the air warms up, warm breaths gently touch the face, gently ruffle the hair, stroke the eyelids. And the puddles, slightly dried up after yesterday's rain, gleam in the sun, reflecting its bright midday light. And how beautiful is the autumn forest, sparkling with gold and crimson! How life boils in it, when its little inhabitants scurry around every now and then, and birds chirp in the branches of trees, and their beautiful mysterious melodies can still be heard. Do not forget about fishing, mushroom hunting, cycling, hiking for berries and herbs. All these wonderful opportunities give us not only summer. September is also a piece of summer, and this makes it especially beautiful.
Golden autumn: yellow planted forest. 
Bench in the park during golden autumn. 
Golden autumn in the park, beautiful photo. 
Golden autumn in the city park. Autumn is a real gift for a photographer, and not necessarily a professional one. If you are a fan of capturing something interesting, beautiful, unusual on camera, then this time of year is just perfect for you. Take a camera, and if you don't have one, why not take a photo with your phone? It also turns out very well.
Arbor over the lake during golden autumn. 
Golden autumn abandoned park. 
Lonely tree in a golden autumn field. Walking through parks and city sidewalks, walking along the forest edge, sitting by the lake, capturing colorful autumn landscapes - this is what it means to truly enjoy the autumn season. Asphalt path strewn maple leaf, mushroom rain in the morning, a chaffinch chirping among the branches of bushes, a flock of rooks flying like a wedge furrowing the clouds. All this is worthy of being in the lens of your camera, and then to please you and warm you on cold winter evenings to light music with a cup of hot tea. not without reason autumn time so loved by the artists. Golden landscapes are one of the most favorite subjects for painting. Only autumn can combine the sadness of the approaching winter and the joy of the summer that has not yet completely left us. Such a range of emotions, coupled with bright saturated landscapes, gives the artist creative inspiration and room for imagination.
Golden autumn and fog in the city park. 
Golden autumn: yellow foliage and blue sky. 
Aspen forest in Colorado during golden autumn. These are the charms of golden autumn. And all the more it is a pity to realize that these days are even more fleeting compared to summer ones. While the autumn season lasts three months, its golden period falls only at its beginning (September-early October). The change of these landscapes, so beloved by us, takes place in just a few days. Literally yesterday the weather was fine, the sun shone and warmed, it rained only occasionally drizzling. But today the weather suddenly deteriorates sharply, and the leaves begin to fall off quickly. At this moment, a sad understanding comes that all this beauty was short-lived, but at the same time bright and swift, like a blooming poppy on hot June days.
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October-Gryaznik. The month begins with a period of golden autumn. If in the first half of October the forest appears in all its glory of golden autumn, then from the second half of the month the leaves quickly fall off, it rains, and the earth becomes damp and dirty. Here is the name of the month - Gryaznik.
Golden October: paints on canvas
Description of the golden autumn of October (I - II week)
The most bright time autumn - golden autumn. Trees, before falling into a long sleep, put on golden clothes from rapidly turning yellow leaves. Autumn forest covered with paintings. Birch glitters in the sun, shimmering with gold. Maple leaves drop with a light wind. Leaf fall, circling in a round dance, covers the ground moist from frequent rains with leaves. Forest paths form a yellow corridor, the water near the shore of the pond is strewn with colorful fallen leaves. The trees in the forest are full of the beauty of golden autumn, but the oak was the first to crumble completely and, exposing its dry branches, was the first to prepare for the winter.
The wind is noisily circling the falling leaves, the last cumulus clouds are floating in the sky. There are no more thunderstorms, and the temperature begins to drop rapidly simultaneously with the appearance of heavy and prolonged precipitation. In the rays of the cool October sun, flocks of birds rise higher and higher in the blue sky. Gathering in larger flocks, they tend to the south to the heat. Many songbirds are already on their way to warmer climes, and starlings with rooks will still be here for some time, and they are already drawn to flocks. Very soon the first serious frosts.
Animals stock up on food for the winter. Who does not know squirrel nuts? The frogs burrow into the water to sleep under the ice all winter. Perennial grasses have accumulated all the necessary substances in their roots and bulbs in order to wait for the next spring for new growth. Here is the warmth of the last passing days of the protracted Indian summer is replaced by rain. good weather golden autumn, cumulus clouds and the sun are replaced by cloudiness and a gray veil of heaven. In the meantime, the starlings are already ready for the flight, waiting for the first cold weather and on the road. Behind them, feeling the early frosts, rooks with blackbirds will rush to the south.
Golden October in the folk calendar
"Father Pokrov, cover the land with a snowball, and me with a groom"
October countdown starts folk calendar from the crane summer - from the first days of October. The sooner the cranes fly, the sooner and stronger the first frosts will strike. Following Zosima in early October, the Astafiev winds will blow, bringing cold air. Again, by the strength of the wind, you can tell about winter. Cold wind from the north - to a cold, western or eastern winds - to rain, and the south - to prolonged heat. October 7 - Thekla-Zarevnitsa, at night faster days replaces. On Sergius - on October 8, the first early snow is possible, and if so, then winter will be from the end of November.
Here and in the air, just look, the drops of air will be replaced by white snow dots, however, still heavy with water. October 14, the noble day of the Intercession, changes course from autumn to winter. The first snow may fall on Pokrov. Before winter, of course, it will be even farther, the earth has not cooled down, the snow does not lie down until winter, and it will quickly wash away with rain. Now dry autumn is replaced by cool and wet October. The recent rustle of leaves is replaced by wet sticky dirt. In the villages, all preparations for winter are ready, the time has come to decide your fate and young people to play holidays. October is the month of weddings of stormy, bright celebrations and idle feasts.
Autumn in Russian poetry
Nature in autumn is fraught with many unexpected discoveries. Russian poets, making a description of autumn, tried to convey the mood of this season as accurately as possible.
So Nekrasov's attitude to this season can be clearly seen in the poem "Glorious Autumn". This phrase occurs more than once, and in the poem there are a lot of different comparisons that highlight autumn for the better.
Glorious autumn! Healthy, vigorous
Air tired forces invigorates;
The ice is fragile on the icy river
As if melting sugar lies;
Near the forest, as in a soft bed,
You can sleep - peace and space!
The leaves have not faded yet,
Yellow and fresh lie like a carpet.
Glorious autumn! frosty nights,
Clear, quiet days...
There is no ugliness in nature! And kochi
And moss swamps, and stumps -
All is well under the moonlight
Everywhere I recognize my dear Russia ...
I quickly fly along cast-iron rails,
I think my mind...
The poet says that the leaves in the forest are like a carpet on which you can sleep well, and he compares the ice on the river with melting sugar. The quintessence of his love for autumn can be considered the phrase "I recognize my dear Russia everywhere ...".
October: turn to the cold
Description of the second half of October (III - IV week)
Calm, sun-drenched days are replaced by unexpectedly windy bad weather and damp, dank rains, and then the sun peeps through again. The people said - "by autumn, seven weather in the yard." If the sun shines, then the day is clear and clean. Beautiful shimmery yellow deciduous forest against the backdrop of cleanliness cool blue sky. And if the day is charged with rain, then a cloudy day gives off the dullness of autumn sadness.
The air in the sun is no longer as warm as in September, sun rays from the second half of the month it becomes much less. The daytime temperature is approaching the cold nighttime, the soil dries out less often from frequent rains, and average temperature air in October is about +4 ° C. It gets dark much earlier, and the duration daylight hours noticeably decreases. By the end of October, night temperatures can drop to 0 ° C, or even lower, so the first snow falls by the end of the month, but because of the still warm ground, the snow melts quickly and more often still in the air.
The second half of October in the folk calendar
"From Tryphon-Pelageya it's getting colder in the yard"
The Veil passed, threw snow on the trees. In some places, the snow could not resist - it melted. The leaves are wet, not yet fallen, already under the first wet snow fall off the trees faster. Wet snow breaks branches with a crunch, plucks the last surviving leaves. The crackling of trees fell on Yerofey - October 17, with him winter dresses up in a fur coat. On this day, they did not go to the forest, they were afraid to meet the goblin. There were rumors that the goblin on this day parted with the forest for the winter, breaks trees with a bang, scares away animals and leaves through the ground, leaving the forest empty. The next day, October 18, Kharitins, followed by Denis-Pozimsky. We can assume that from this day we will not see more cumulus clouds and twilight comes earlier. Everything quickly turns the day into night.
Another sign of the upcoming winter on October 20 is Sergius. If the snow on Sergius completely covers the ground, then in a month winter will set in on Matryona. By the way, the people showed interesting ingenuity in storing pickles at a time when there were no refrigerators. To preserve pickled cucumbers, the peasants hid them in barrels and lowered them into the river before it was covered in ice. In winter, under the ice, the water does not freeze, and the temperature does not drop below +4 degrees, and in the spring those barrels were taken out. You can't imagine a better storage. By October 21, it's time to prepare felt boots and a fur coat, the first colds begin from Tryphon. So Paraskeva-Gryaznikha is right there, a little more and snow will cover the whole mother earth.
Golden autumn in Russian painting
Looking at various works of Russian artists, which depict autumn nature, we seem to be leafing through a wonderful album. It reflects the most different nuances. Here are two small white-sided magpies galloping among thin lemon and pinkish leaves of yellowed maples in Ilya Ostroukhov's painting "Golden Autumn". Only the grass is still green below, but it is already losing its brightness of greenery.
(Painting by I. Levitan "Golden Autumn")
The painting by Isaac Levitan with the same name - "Golden Autumn" is also solved in the same tones. A narrow strip of a dark river crossing the landscape only emphasizes the brightness of the autumn ocher. Water, but green marsh - in the center of Fyodor Vasiliev's painting "Swamp in the Forest. Autumn". There is still a lot of greenery here and the sky shines with an amazing blue, but the orange trees in the center of the composition bring an autumn motif, a little sad because autumn will not last long, and then the cold will come.
Berestov V.D.
Here is a maple leaf on a branch.
It looks like new now!
All ruddy, golden.
Where are you, leaf? Wait!
Autumn
Novitskaya G.M.
I walk, I'm sad alone:
Autumn is around.
Yellow leaf in the river
summer is gone.
I throw him a circle
your last wreath.
Only summer can not be saved
if the day is autumn.
Levitan. gold autumn
Beam in stained glass
Smolnikov I.F.
At first the wind rustled like an aspen.
Then a ridge of clouds passed over the forest.
Then the rain stopped. And the moose trail
Filled with heavenly water.
On the best of the forest paths,
Snorting and wrinkling his nose,
hedgehog
Cautious hedgehog
He carried four drops on the needles.
Autumn
Tokmakova I.P.
Empty birdhouse -
The birds have flown
Leaves on the trees
It also doesn't fit.
All day today
Everything is flying, flying...
Apparently, also in Africa
They want to fly.
Autumn
Alexander Pushkin
(excerpt from the poem "Eugene Onegin")
October has already come - the grove is already shaking off
The last leaves from their naked branches;
The autumn chill has died - the road freezes through.
The murmuring stream still runs behind the mill,
But the pond was already frozen; my neighbor is in a hurry
In the departing fields with his hunt,
And they suffer winter from mad fun,
And the barking of dogs wakes the sleeping oak forests.
Boring picture!
Alexey Pleshcheev
Boring picture!
Clouds without end
The rain is pouring down
Puddles on the porch...
stunted rowan
Wet under the window
Looks village
Gray spot.
What are you visiting early
Autumn, come to us?
Still asks the heart
Light and warmth!
autumn song
Alexey Pleshcheev
The summer has passed
Autumn has come.
In fields and groves
Empty and dull.
The birds have flown
The days got shorter
The sun is not visible
Dark, dark nights.
Autumn
Alexey Pleshcheev
Autumn has come
dried flowers,
And look sad
Bare bushes.
Wither and turn yellow
Grass in the meadows
Only turns green
Winter in the fields.
A cloud covers the sky
The sun doesn't shine
The wind howls in the field
The rain is drizzling..
Noisy water
fast stream,
The birds have flown away
To warm climes.
leaf fall
Ivan Bunin
Forest, like a painted tower,
Purple, gold, crimson,
Cheerful, colorful wall
It stands over a bright meadow.
Birches with yellow carving
Shine in blue azure,
Like towers, Christmas trees darken,
And between the maples they turn blue
Here and there in the foliage through
Clearances in the sky, that windows.
The forest smells of oak and pine,
During the summer it dried up from the sun,
And Autumn is a quiet widow
He enters his motley tower ...
Dry stalks of corn in the fields...
Ivan Bunin
Dry stalks of corn in the fields,
Wheel tracks and faded haulm.
In the cold sea - pale jellyfish
And red underwater grass.
Fields and autumn. Sea and naked
Rock breaks. Here is the night and here we go
To the dark shore At sea - lethargy
In all its great mystery.
"Do you see water?" - "I see only mercury
Foggy brilliance ... "Neither heaven nor earth.
Only starlight hangs below us - in a muddy
Bottomless phosphorus dust.
Uncompressed strip
Nikolai Nekrasov
Late fall. The rooks flew away
The forest is bare, the fields are empty,
Only one strip is not compressed ...
She makes a sad thought.
It seems that the ears whisper to each other:
"It's boring for us to listen to the autumn blizzard,
It's boring to bend down to the ground,
Fat grains bathed in dust!
We are being ruined by villages every night
Every flying gluttonous bird,
The hare tramples us, and the storm beats us...
Where is our plowman? what else is waiting for?
Or are we born worse than others?
Or unfriendly blossomed-eared?
Not! we are no worse than others - and for a long time
Grain has been poured and ripened in us.
Not for the same he plowed and sowed
So that the autumn wind will dispel us? .. "
The wind brings them a sad answer:
- Your plowman has no urine.
He knew why he plowed and sowed,
Yes, he started the work beyond his strength.
Poor poor fellow - does not eat or drink,
The worm sucks his sick heart,
The hands that brought these furrows,
They dried up to a chip, hung like whips.
Like on a plow, leaning on your hand,
The plowman thoughtfully walked in a lane.
Poems about other seasons:
Bug
Agniya Barto
We didn't see the beetle
And the winter frames were closed,
And he's alive, he's still alive
Buzzing in the window
Spreading my wings...
And I call my mother for help:
-There's a live beetle!
Let's open the frame!
Sparrow
V. Stepanov
Autumn looked into the garden -
The birds have flown away.
Outside the window rustling in the morning
Yellow blizzards.
Under the feet of the first ice
Crumbles, breaks.
The sparrow in the garden will sigh
And sing -
He is shy.
Autumn
Konstantin Balmont
Cowberry ripens
The days got colder
And from the bird's cry
My heart became sadder.
Flocks of birds fly away
Away, beyond the blue sea.
All the trees are shining
In multi-colored attire.
The sun laughs less
There is no incense in flowers.
Autumn will wake up soon
And cry awake.
Autumn
Apollo Maykov
Covers a golden leaf
Wet ground in the forest...
I boldly trample with my foot
Spring forest beauty.
Cheeks burn with cold;
I like to run in the forest,
Hear the branches crack
Rake the leaves with your feet!
I have no former pleasures here!
The forest has taken a secret from itself:
The last nut is plucked
Tied the last flower;
Moss is not raised, not blown up
A pile of curly mushrooms;
Doesn't hang around the stump
Purple lingonberry brushes;
Long on the leaves, lies
The nights are frosty, and through the forest
Looks cold somehow
Clear skies...
Leaves rustle under foot;
Death spreads its harvest...
Only I have a cheerful soul
And like crazy, I sing!
I know, not without reason among the mosses
I tore an early snowdrop;
Down to autumn colors
Every flower I have met.
What the soul told them
What did they say to her?
I remember, breathing happiness,
In winter nights and days!
Leaves rustle underfoot...
Death spreads its harvest!
Only I am cheerful in soul -
And like crazy, I sing!
Autumn leaves are circling in the wind
Apollo Maykov
Autumn leaves are circling in the wind
Autumn leaves cry out in alarm:
"Everything perishes, everything perishes! You are black and naked,
O dear forest, your end has come!"
The royal forest does not hear the alarm.
Under the dark azure of harsh skies
He was swaddled by mighty dreams,
And the strength for a new spring ripens in it.
autumn feeling
Nikolai Ogarev
You have already arrived, the sky is foggy,
You crumbled into a fine rain
You breathed cold, damp
In my sad land.
All the little birds flew away somewhere;
Only a crow, on a bare bough
Sitting, plaintively croaks, croaks -
And brings sadness to the heart.
How sad and cold!
How tight, poor thing, in the chest!
And he would be all in the distance, like a swallow,
I would like to go to a warm land ...
Do not be you, sad heart,
In these bright and warm lands,
You will be destroyed under gray clouds
And buried in cold snow.
November
Alexander Tvardovsky
The tree became more noticeable in the forest,
It is tidy and empty.
And naked as a panicle
Clogged with mud by the countryside,
Blown with hoar frost,
Trembling, whistling vine bush.
autumn
Athanasius Fet
When the through web
Spreads the threads of clear days
And under the villager's window
The distant Annunciation is more audible,
We are not sad, afraid again
Breath of near winter,
And the voice of the summer lived
We understand more clearly.
gold autumn
Boris Pasternak
Autumn. Fairy tale,
All open for review.
clearings of forest roads,
Looking into the lakes
Like in an art exhibition:
Halls, halls, halls, halls
Elm, ash, aspen
Unprecedented in gilding.
Linden hoop gold -
Like a crown on a newlywed.
The face of a birch - under the veil
Wedding and transparent.
buried earth
Under foliage in ditches, pits.
In the yellow maples of the wing,
As if in gilded frames.
Where are the trees in September
At dawn they stand in pairs,
And sunset on their bark
Leaves an amber trail.
Where you can not step into the ravine,
So that everyone does not know:
So raging that not a step
A tree leaf underfoot.
Where it sounds at the end of the alleys
Echoes at the steep slope
And dawn cherry glue
Freezes in the form of a clot.
Autumn. ancient corner
Old books, clothes, weapons,
Where is the treasure catalog
Flips through the cold.
fall leaf lesson
And in pairs, in pairs after her,
For my dear teacher
Solemnly we leave the village.
And in the puddles from the lawns there was a lot of foliage!
"Look! On the dark Christmas trees in the undergrowth
Maple stars burn like pendants.
Bend over for the prettiest leaf
Veins of crimson on gold.
Remember everything, how the earth falls asleep,
And the wind covers it with leaves."
And in the maple grove lighter and lighter.
All new leaves fly off the branches.
We play and rush under the leaf fall
With a sad, thoughtful woman nearby.
Autumn seamstress
Tatyana Gusarova
So that the little earth winters without hassle,
Autumn sews a patchwork quilt for her.
The leaf is neatly sewn to the leaf,
The stitch adjusts with a pine needle.
Leaves to choose from - any will come in handy.
Here, next to the crimson lilac lies down.
Although very golden to the taste of the seamstress,
Will fit and brown, and even spotted.
The thread of the web fastens them carefully.
More beautiful than this, you will not find pictures.
Autumn
Minukhina K. (a poem by a schoolgirl of 8 years old)
Autumn - red-haired girl
Sews thinly thin outfits:
Red, burgundy, yellow sheets -
These are patches.
An essay about "Autumn has come"
Autumn has come. The sun is still warming almost like summer, trying to give away the last unspent heat. There are almost no clouds in the blue and clear sky. Only the wind became colder and sharper, reminding us that it was already September. Among the bright greenery, the first harbingers of autumn are noticeable: yellow and red leaves. Soon they will fall from the trees and cover all the roads and paths.
Composition on the theme "Autumn"
Autumn is the time to say goodbye to warmth and the arrival of cold weather. The days are getting shorter, the nights are getting longer, and it's getting more noticeable with each new day. The sun appears on the horizon later, and sets earlier, and day by day it warms less and less. The temperature on the thermometer outside the window slowly drops down, it becomes noticeably colder in the evenings.
Here comes gold autumn. The most beautiful and picturesque time of the year. Autumn she loves yellow, red, orange paints, and how she loves to shower everything with gold. Here you come to birch grove and you can't look away, everything is in gold. Instead of leaves, golden coins hang on the birch trees, and it seems that from one breath of the breeze they will immediately begin to ring.
Composition on the theme "Autumn time"
Autumn- the most beautiful time of the year. No wonder Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin had autumn as his favorite time of the year. It is impossible not to admire the beauty that autumn nature gives us. And how beautiful it is in the autumn in the forest! Sometimes just words are not enough to describe all this splendor, only an artist can convey the autumn landscape.
Composition on the theme "Golden Autumn"
The fun summer is over. September became the full owner. It gets unusually cold in the morning and at night. Only during the day the sun still warms, trying to remind us of summer. After exhausting long work, the fields rest. Golden orchards have already presented their harvest to the owners. Everywhere you can feel the cool breath of autumn. Low clouds began to appear more and more often in the gray sky. It's raining lightly.
An essay about "Why I Like Autumn"
Autumn, autumn is coming… Marvelous and great time. The sun no longer fries mercilessly from morning to evening, as in summer, and still does not hide behind dense gray clouds, as it will in winter. It generously and gently warms, caressing every cell, it seems to ring in the sky with a million bells and scatters its tenderness and warmth. Go, people and animals, blades of grass and flowers, birds and trees, catch its lovely rays, bathe in them, rejoice, smile.
An essay about "Autumn" for 2, 3, 4 classes
1 option. Autumn has come. Leaves turned yellow on the trees. Soon they will start to fall to the ground.
Yesterday we walked with my mother in the autumn park. It's sunny and quiet there. The birds no longer sing. They are preparing to fly to warmer climes.
Option 2. On the first day of autumn we went to school. There are nice days. Every day I come back from school and enjoy the autumn sun.
The autumn rains are coming soon. It will get cold. Now the leaves are golden. But soon it will wither and fall off.
An essay about "Autumn in Odessa"
I live in Odessa. It is a very cozy and nice city. Here we got autumn. The trees gradually began to dress in yellow, orange and red clothes.
Our autumn is very warm, but this year is even warmer than before. You can still swim in the sea. The sun does not shine as intensely, but still quite often. I was always surprised that in autumn you can sometimes not wear jackets and coats, while in all other cities located to the north, everyone wraps up, feeling the approach of winter. It is very good to walk among the trees now, when everything around is so colorful and bright. I love my city, for me it is like a whole world in which you can enjoy life. Autumn gives Odessa more grace and beauty. It can be said that autumn is coming my city.
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