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MINIATURES ABOUT AUTUMN

Gerashchenko Karina, 8th grade

"Autumn Study"

In my understanding of the perception of the surrounding natural world, early autumn is especially beautiful. As if with the wave of a magic wand, the flowers in the flower beds are renewed; by the way, they have bright, rich colors and gamuts like autumn. It seems that this autumn palette has been collecting and hiding such rich, unusual colors all summer.

The leaves on the trees also begin to change their color, and many somehow curl up, become shriveled, acquire brown, crimson and blurry, dirty colors, but all this does not detract from the overall picture of the colorfulness and generosity of the beginning leaf fall. In general, the leaves look like fairy fairies. They rustle quietly, babble about something in their own language known only to them, it seems that they are even quietly crying, sad about the past summer, about the warmth that is gradually leaving...

And near the houses, green bushes still stand firm, like a Spartan, but they too will soon turn crimson - it’s only a matter of time... Now they are still trying to guard the summer, still clinging to the warmth of the day, to the bright sun.

In the reservoirs, as if in a mirror, rays of the sun's color are reflected (such an amazing, but brief shine!) - we see this fabulous short-lived glow only during the day, and in the mornings and early evenings the water becomes cloudy, darkens, even frightens with some kind of attractiveness of depth and mystery ...

Birds are increasingly screaming anxiously in the sky, clustering, gathering in flocks, circling over the city for a long time, singing sadly, hysterically, but somehow in a familiar way, because in the spring we will meet with them again.

When you go into the nearby small forest, your head is dizzy from the smell of sweetness, dampness and something else subtly perceptible by the nostrils, but definitely unique and pleasant. The bright fly agarics catch your eye, and the still pinkish rowan begins to take on a red color. But the smells have changed. The drizzling rain brought new choking smells of ozone and freshness. The rain somehow lingered imperceptibly, fine, tedious, but uncertain, cautious or something, as if he was testing the situation: will he be accepted here for a long time? Its drops shine dullly on drooping grass, on fallen leaves... The monotonous sound of rain lulls, bewitches...

Autumn, colorful, fabulous, drizzling and choking with sudden changes in color and temperature, is the favorite time of year for poets and artists.

Nikolaiko Tatyana, 8th grade

“The sky was already breathing in autumn...”

I like autumn. I like her because she is full of bright colors, because she is so calm and balanced. She paints everything a sweet honey color. They say that autumn is a time of sadness and sadness, but for me this is not true at all. This is rather a time of peace, when the soul rests. It is not for nothing that it is during such a creative time that great people create their masterpieces and... hold weddings. By the way, there is such a folk sign in Rus': autumn weddings are a sign of long-term happiness.

Have you ever walked through an autumn park? If yes, then you should be familiar with that indescribable feeling when you walk, and under your feet the leaves creak and rustle, when a small tornado takes them captive, and then fades away. And there is a wary silence, when even the slightest rustle causes an attack of desperate melancholy and bitter sadness. But then this state will pass, because autumn is not only a farewell, as is customary to say about this time of year, but also the transformation of nature into special colors, the likes of which neither spring nor summer gives us... It is then that the trees stand charred, as if burned , and the yellow-yellow leaves on the ground give the impression that there was a fire recently. But the fire is special - deciduous.

Many poets described autumn in their poems and poems because they had a special, reverent feeling for it. They idolized her and imagined her image in the face of a girl in an orange dress with long, thick, red hair. And this red-haired beauty is liked by many people. Let's remember Pushkin's Boldino Autumn. It was at this time of year that extraordinary creative inspiration awoke in him, which was embodied in poetic lines.

And the sky... the sky breathes in autumn, with the blueness of daytime charm, the air is filled with the piercing freshness of smells, and everything around in nature breathes, moves and gradually seems to go to sleep.

Savinova Karina, 7th grade

"Autumn is the Queen of Beauty"

The most beloved, most wonderful time has passed. It’s like summer never happened! It's autumn now. Some people greet this time with sadness, while others do the opposite. After all, autumn is the beginning of the school season, the beginning of work, so there is no need to be upset. Every season is beautiful in its own way. Autumn is the queen of beauty. You can't take your eyes off the beautiful nature. Many, walking past yellowed trees, take cameras out of their pockets and click to capture amazing pictures of nature’s transformation as a souvenir.

In my opinion, the most beautiful landscape occurs in autumn. This indescribable beauty of yellow-green and red-orange trees drives me crazy. Just imagine how extraordinarily beautiful it is when colorful leaves fall, and you walk through an autumn park and admire the colorful decoration of the trees and the ground on which the foliage lies like a carpet. You get very beautiful photos in the fall!

On autumn days, when it is cloudy outside, you want to climb into a large, cozy chair, cover yourself with a warm blanket, drink hot tea and think about something good while listening to classical music.

Probably, I am also a creative person if such colorful landscapes and even boring, lingering rains evoke in me some special emotional response that motivates not only dreams, but also creativity. So I’m writing for myself... Of course, I’m not a poet, but I’ll risk showing you a few lines:

Colorful autumn patterns

And the colors of the sticky web,

It's like the tops are foamy,

There are feather grasses on the ground.

I'm about to fall into a heap of leaves,

I will change the sensations of the mask,

But the smell of rowan brushes

Will bring you back to reality from a fairy tale.

Ustimenko Angelina, 7th grade

"Autumn Wonders"

The autumn forest is a kingdom of colors, sounds, smells and movements. You just have to listen a little and you will hear the spruce, pine and birch trees whispering quietly. What are they talking about? Probably about the imminent cold, about the last warmth, but you never know what the trees can talk about!

If you look a little closer, you will see... A hedgehog ran under a bush, a small bunny was hiding behind a tree, a small snake lay down on a stone to bask in the sun. The forest animals are moving, preparing for the cold: someone is basking in the last rays of the sun, someone is preparing supplies for the winter, and someone, like this nimble little hare, is jumping from one bush to another: the coward is afraid of the rustle of leaves, a gust of wind.

Autumn trees! There is definitely no more beautiful sight in the world! How different they are: yellow, red, brown... Although some still have green leaves, their color is already dark green.

Autumn leaves! This is another miracle of autumn. Ah, this dizzying movement of leaves in a whirlwind dance of leaf fall! Oh, what magical and enchanting beauty seems to descend on the forest, painting it with such colors! How nice it is to fall on them and look at the blue, cloudless, bottomless sky. Such peace, such peace! And I want to think only about good things and dream, dream...

Trees change their color gradually. First they turn brown, then, on the penultimate takeoff, they give out the most beautiful, rich color of the leaves, and their last breath is dark, farewell...falling.

Autumn is the most beautiful time of the year, transforming everything around. Look at what seasonal tricks nature has come up with for this time of year: there are special sounds (farewell cries of birds gathering in flocks to fly south; the insistent knocking of a woodpecker on a tree; the rustling of bushes from a bunny jumping back and forth), and bright autumnal colors colors (golden birch, crimson with a brown tint aspen and rowan, filling with juice and beginning to turn red), and the air is enchanting (fresh, humid, pleasantly tickling the nostrils). Beauty!..

Burdakova Diana -10th grade

GOODBYE INDIAN SUMMER!

The sky was already breathing in autumn,

The day was getting cooler

The sun was running somewhere...

The sun has probably become lazy

Look at how faded

Grass and leaves in the wind -

They've shrunk, they're getting darker

And they will disappear in the dew in the morning.

And everything around has changed,

Nature threw off the outfits:

One day she dreamed of summer -

Such an “Indian” morning of the year.

And the bare trees groan,

But there is this sign:

A crow cleans its feathers with its beak -

Goodbye, autumn - Indian summer!

Ulyanova Elena – 10th grade

SUMMER AND AUTUMN DUEL

Cobwebs hung from the trees,

Bordering the palette of shades,

As if Summer was running somewhere

And it left sticky foam...

And the foliage on the branches turned red,

And the grass sank to the ground,

Summer is still here

Claim your rights...

The sun still gives joy -

The heat of the day, but the glare of sadness

Harasses her bravado

And takes you into the cool distance.

And Summer burst into tears with fog,

And it crumbled into a heap of leaves:

Couldn't push back with deception

Coming out of Autumn in red tassels

You will hear such a familiar word “autumn”, and a picture of incredibly beautiful trees will certainly appear, delighting our eyes with their golden and variegated colors. The most beautiful moment, in my opinion, comes precisely when golden leaves, smoothly and naturally, fly off the branches, gently touching the air, as if saying goodbye to this wonderful world forever. Having fallen, they form a divinely beautiful carpet, as if woven with gold and decorated with rubies, all this beauty covers the frozen ground. All this abundance of colors makes you think about the meaning of life and the meaning of your existence on earth. Looking at schools of birds flying south, somewhere deep in the subconscious you wonder where they are flying, and of course, each of us wanted to go after them, leaving behind all the hardships and hardships of this everyday life. In the fall, it is sure to rain, the drops of which slowly roll down the glass, or form large and small puddles, through which the neighboring children will later run. On such a gloomy day, most of all I want to drink mint tea in front of the TV, wrapped in a warm blanket, and stroke the cat, which with its purring seems to say: “Everything will be fine!” If you are in the company of old friends, then of course you will begin to remember all the delights of the summer that disappeared without a trace, leaving an indelible impression in our memory.

Speaking about autumn, one cannot fail to mention the villagers, who have worked all summer on their plot of land, finally receive in full everything they deserve. After all, it is autumn that is so generous with its gifts. For me, the main attribute of autumn has always been bread. The most delicious bread is the one that is earned through your own labor. Working all day, cleaning the garden, and having collected all the gifts of autumn, you will go into the house and certainly sit down for a family dinner, that’s when you will feel all the taste of bread.

Why is it in the fall that a person begins to think about topics that concern him? Philosophical thoughts awaken in each of us. Autumn was A.S. Pushkin’s favorite time of year; it was in autumn that he wrote most of his works. This means that you need to be able to see autumn from the good side, because this wonderful time of year has a deep meaning. Having spent the autumn in deep lyrical thoughts, we thereby prepare ourselves for winter. Having thought about these words, everyone will determine the meaning of autumn in his life.

It, like a holiday of the soul, helps to feel the beauty of the surrounding nature. It helps to understand the need for work in the life of every person. After all, only in autumn does nature bloom with all the colors of the rainbow: from silver-gray to crimson-golden. After all, only in autumn there is an abundance of vegetables and fruits on the tables.

Autumn... This word contains not only a variety of colors. It also mixed a variety of feelings: joy and sadness, peace and excitement... hello, autumn!

So summer has flown by with its warm and sultry days. For many, this is a nostalgic time, because behind them there are vacations, beaches, sunny days, and everyone understands that cold and rain are now ahead, because autumn is coming. In our essay today we will write about autumn for grades 2 and 3. Although, this topic also comes up in older classes. This means that this will also be relevant for grades 5 and 6.

Autumn

Autumn is an ambiguous time. On the one hand, this is a sad time of year, because it forces us to say goodbye to the warmth of summer. We have to prepare ourselves to face the cold, because although the sun is shining, its warmth is weaker every day, and now it sets earlier. And if during the day there is still some warmth, then in the evening it becomes very cold. Now it's windy and rainy outside - so what's there to be happy about?

However, you should not give in to depression. Remember, many works of poets and writers talk specifically about the autumn season and take us to autumn fields, autumn forests, and this is not just like that. For some reason, it was autumn that inspired writers to create their masterpieces. And to understand why they loved this time of year, it’s enough to look at it from a different angle. Autumn is not only cold and slushy, it is also indescribable beauty. There is no need to be sad; nature has no bad weather, just like bad seasons. You just need to learn to see beauty, notice it and find the positive. And then you will understand that autumn is a beautiful time when you can watch even schools of birds flying to warmer climes. This is the time when you enter a birch grove and cannot enjoy the riot of natural colors. It is not the artist who painted the leaves with gold, it is Mother Autumn who leads her brush along the treetops.

Autumn decorates parks, forests and bushes with its colors. Slowly at first, and then faster and faster, everything begins to transform. And even though it’s colder outside and not as hot as in summer, autumn flowers continue to bloom in the fall. In the fall we continue to harvest, enjoying apples, pears, vegetables and grapes. And let winter come soon, but here and now we can fully enjoy the autumn season, where there is Indian summer and warm, fine days.

Essays on the theme “Autumn”

A selection of essays on the theme “Autumn”: about the beautiful autumn time and changes in nature / all texts of essays on a free topic, divided by grade

At this time of year, the sun hardly warms up like in summer. It got colder. It rains more often. The days are getting shorter. Leaves are falling from the trees. Many birds leave their native lands and fly to warmer places because there is less food. After all, in the fall, insects hide and plants wither. Colder is late autumn, it is the rainiest. Sometimes it even snows. At this time, you can feel the approach of winter in everything. 8 essays

Autumn has arrived and the time of cold weather has arrived. The birds flew to warmer lands and stopped pleasing people with their songs. But the streets did not become quieter. Students returned to the schoolyards. They walk cheerfully along the autumn streets and fill it with their ringing laughter. 8 essays

Golden autumn is a wonderful time. I love walks along the alleys and parks of the city at this time. You walk, looking at how nature is changing, and everything is getting ready for the cold season - winter. You walk and breathe in the cool air. Leaves fall from the trees and quietly fall at my feet. The sky is darkening and the cold is approaching. A thick golden carpet of leaves covers the entire path of the park. Nice and fresh. 7 essays

Autumn is a very beautiful time of year. It’s a little sad because the leaves are flying away, but standing under the colorful leaves is pleasant and fun. Nature says goodbye to us until spring; chestnuts and acorns shed their unusually beautiful fruits. Yellow maple leaves appear golden in the sun, making the park even brighter and sunnier. You can collect all these autumn gifts and make a beautiful craft out of them that will remind us of this wonderful time all winter. Autumn smells of apples and rowan berries. There is nothing more beautiful than a carpet of colorful leaves. What a pleasure it is to run through it. I love you, my golden autumn! And I will miss you very much. 9 essays

Autumn is the time of saying goodbye to warmth and the arrival of cold weather. Every day it becomes more and more noticeable how the days are shortening. The sun rises from the horizon later and later and sets earlier, and with each subsequent day it warms less. It became noticeably colder in the evening. It began to rain more often and cold winds began to blow. The sun was just shining and warming, when suddenly a strong wind appeared, clouds covered the sky, and a light rain began. Autumn is especially beautiful in the forest. Read Golden Autumn in the Forest. I wanted to write an essay on the theme of autumn in my diary. 6 essays

The brightest time is coming - golden autumn. Trees, before falling into a long sleep, put on golden clothes made of rapidly turning yellow leaves. The birch tree glitters in the sun, shimmering with gold. With a light wind, the maple tree drops its copper leaves. Falling leaves, circling in a circle, cover the ground, damp from frequent rains. Multi-colored boat leaves float across the black mirror of the pond. The trees in the forest are full of the colors of golden autumn, but the oak has completely fallen off, and, exposing its dry branches, has prepared for winter before anyone else. 4 essays

Description essay “Autumn Park”

Our favorite park is surrounded by water on all sides. It is located on an island formed by a river flowing through the city and a man-made canal. To get to that island, you need to cross a small cozy bridge. And you find yourself in an amazing park, or rather, a hydropark. There is a steppe corner here. After any rainfall, you won’t see a single puddle here: the sandy soil quickly absorbs moisture.

It is not without reason that they say about autumn that it is the best artist. And why? In fact, it’s not difficult to guess. Judge for yourself: in a matter of weeks, autumn can change the summer landscape beyond recognition, so that not a trace remains of the three summer months. Where does your inspiration come from this time of year? I can’t say, the only thing that comes to my mind is that autumn is the muse, bright and spectacular.

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Autumn is a beautiful time of year. Bright trees and the inevitable fall of leaves with crimson carpets underfoot. A favorite of poets, giving self-confidence.

The hot summer is over. Now autumn has become the full-fledged mistress of nature. The nights are getting colder and only the daytime sun still brings to us the echoes of the warm summer. The fields, once strewn with cereals, took a well-deserved rest, and the gardens generously presented their owners with harvests. More and more often gray clouds are visible in the sky and light rain is dripping, birds fly away to the south.

The trees change their color from the usual green to bright and fiery colors such as yellow, crimson, crimson, brown bronze and yellow-orange. If you look towards the forest, you can see how rich it is in gold at this time of year. It seems that he is ready to cover every corner of the Earth with his wealth. And in its depths at this time it hides a lot of beautiful mushrooms, which you just want to quickly put in your basket. Walking through the parks, you can see rowan trees, which are decorated with gorgeous red clusters, like beads, and feel how a soft crimson-golden carpet lies under your feet, walking along which you are immersed in deep thoughts, there is a desire to create something new, drink warm coffee and wrap yourself in plaid. The once green grass also begins to change its outfit to a more golden one and falls to the ground. Autumn is a time of new beginnings and learning.

I absolutely love autumn. In this golden time of year, you can collect a huge mound of leaves that were recently spread over our heads on tall trees and just fall on it, lie and dreamily watch the flow of clouds, dream about distant warm countries and just about a good future. On these autumn days, I want to catch every breath of a warm breeze, every sunny day, bringing with it joy and at the same time some sadness, because the realization comes that very soon everything will change. Very soon the trees will remain standing completely without their beautiful clothes, the air will become colder and colder, the days will become even shorter, and the crimson-golden carpet under our feet will be carried away by the wind to places unknown to us. Everything in the autumn air will remind us of the imminent change of power in nature, because the arrival of the snow queen-winter is not far off and everything will be covered with another, no less beautiful carpet.

It seems to me that it was not in vain that many poets sang all the majestic beauty of the golden autumn! No wonder so many kind words were said to her! After all, it is she who gives people faith and hope in something new. It seems that she takes all the failures along with her falling leaves and takes them to a place where they will no longer torment anyone. It is in autumn that it seems that the souls and hearts of people open up, they are filled with wild warmth and the desire to live in a new way! Often I have the thought that we are so lucky to see all this miracle and autumn beauty, because this is a real jewel that cannot be bought with the world’s money alone and cannot be known by looking at pictures and films, it must be felt with all your being. It's a pity that the golden autumn lasts a short time. But, despite this, we manage to enjoy its generosity and beauty.

Even more essays on the topic: “Golden Autumn”

The fun summer is over. September has become the rightful master in nature. It becomes unusually cold in the morning and at night. Only during the day the sun is still warm, trying to remind us of summer. After exhausting long labor, the fields are resting. The golden gardens have already given their owners their harvest. The cool breeze of autumn can be felt everywhere. Low clouds began to appear more and more often in the gray sky. It's raining lightly.

The forest is silent and sad, it seems that he is thinking. The trees will very soon have to completely undress, throw off their heavy attire, and in the future expose the branches of the blizzard.

Orange leaves slowly circle in the air. Thin aspen trees creak sadly at the edge of the forest, having not yet experienced the long pre-winter sleep. Slender honey mushrooms grow around a rotten stump. There are a lot of mushrooms, and each one just begs to be added to the basket. The mountain ash drooped in luxurious red clusters.

The green grass turned yellow and fell to the ground. Late cranes make their last farewell circle high in the sky. They once again remind us that autumn has come. The cranes fly away and crow sadly.

On such days, for a moment the soul is covered with a bright sadness. We plunge into reflections on the meaning of human existence. All this is a sign that the most beautiful time of the year has arrived, which was sung by poets, artists, and composers. Golden autumn has arrived.

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Autumn is considered the most capricious, apparently due to the variability of autumn weather. Now the cool sun is shining, now it is drizzling with sad rain, now there are gray gloomy days, now a strong wind is blowing. However, autumn has a majestic, mature beauty.

In September and early October, nature is lush and bright: the trees change their already worn green attire into luxurious golden robes, decorated with bright yellow and red decorations. The heat has passed. The days are clear, warm, and the weather is mild, so you just want to walk along the quiet streets and admire the beauty that surrounds you.

The richness of the flowers makes your eyes wide open! Autumn flowers are blooming - asters, dahlias, and the scent of roses is still floating in the air. During Indian summer, everything around is covered with cobwebs. And when a light rain passes, its drops get tangled in them and shine in the sun, wetting the spiders’ creations.

And then autumn becomes sad. The leaves from the trees are slowly falling, turning into a soft carpet that rustles underfoot. And if even a slight frost hits, most trees drop all their leaves at the same time. By next spring, the birds fly away to warmer climes. It’s getting colder, and therefore you don’t want rain, but it rains more and more often. And the wind gets stronger. The sun sets earlier every day, and it is uncomfortable and cold outside. And autumn, saying goodbye to us, imperceptibly turns into winter.

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Autumn is a sad, but incredibly beautiful time of year. I'm talking about the time when all nature around changes its green outfit to yellow, crimson, scarlet and orange.

I love autumn, it’s a pity I just have to go to school after the holidays. But on the other hand, I meet friends, we share our impressions of the past summer and funny stories.

At first, autumn creeps up unnoticed, as if by chance. In September, the green foliage is still the same as in summer, only the nights become colder. And then the days. The air seems more transparent, and the sky appears higher. The wind gradually becomes sharper and colder. It reminds you that the warm, carefree days of summer are over, and autumn is already on the doorstep. A little later the leaves will begin to turn yellow. First one at a time, and then more and more. By October they will all change color, and the surrounding nature will be full of warm shades.

Even in October, mushrooms appear in the forests. I look forward to this time with trepidation. My parents and I often go with baskets for porcini mushrooms or honey mushrooms. I love wild mushrooms. It seems to me that not a single champignon or oyster mushroom that is sold in the store can compare with them.

The first of October is my grandmother's birthday. On this day, the whole family gathers in our house, and it is filled with noise and laughter. She is given a lot of autumn flowers: asters, chrysanthemums and octobers, which emit a very pleasant, light aroma.

Unfortunately, this beauty quickly fades, and by November there is nothing left. The trees stand with bare branches, and it rains from the sky almost all the time. Nature is already in slumber before the arrival of winter, which will cover everything with its fluffy white blanket until next spring. I don’t feel like going out anymore and have to sit at home in the evenings, but my friends and I still find interesting things to do. For example, we watch movies together or play board games.

Winter will come soon, snow will fall, and we will be able to have fun outside again.

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They often say about autumn: golden autumn. It’s not hard to guess why: the leaves on the trees turn from green to a variety of shades of gold and gold. Yellow ocher, red copper, greenish brass, brown bronze, pale yellow and orange-yellow gold - these colors are primarily reminiscent of autumn. You look at the forest, which is all painted in such shades and you involuntarily think: yes, golden autumn. This is truly a very beautiful time, perhaps the most beautiful of the year. In any case, many artists especially like to paint autumn landscapes. This theme gives them the richest choice of colors.

It's a pity that this time is very short. If the calendar autumn lasts three months, then the golden autumn - when all the trees are yellow - is only two to three weeks. And, having pleased the eye with pure golden shades, the leaves suddenly begin to quickly crumble. The foliage that remains on the trees is thinning daily, and leaf fall is intensifying. The earth also becomes covered with gold, this gold - fallen leaves - rustles underfoot. And the mood is a little sad because this beauty is so short-lived.

The more leaves on the ground, the fewer there are on the trees. And one day there will be no leaves left on the trees at all, only black bare trunks. It is also still autumn, but no longer golden.