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中学好文章（Good essays in middle school） Is the autumn dream up A rain, a cold. After a few autumn rains, the breath of autumn is very strong. Always love autumn, always feel that there is no season and mood so close, understanding and appropriateness. Choose an autumn country, along a winding long path, and step by step, a beautiful step. Kim fragrance through the sun, the oncoming. Perhaps, before long, a tree full of red leaves will desire language also shy face, clear swagger in the wind. Under the tree, or light purple flowers in the face...... Too much reading and endless reading fills the eyes, and the autumn is joyous. However, it can catch a frosty wind gradually bitterness intensifies in the magnificent behind off the river cold, when the floor of the dark and cold, though soundless and stirless. It is an ancient city wall at the end of canyuanduanbi, creepered. There should also be a vigorous sound Xun rumbles, not much, if any. Can always feel the autumn and dusk of the double desolate, too vicissitudes of life, I can not afford. I still like the humid air scattered light sorrow. The sound of autumn trees, mountain cold color, let life a little bit of emotion: is there a sound of autumn and who can each other notes, have a kind of mountains and who was that? More often than not, I like to walk in the town on a sunny evening. Let the wind quietly comb raised Cecil strands, the sweet and sad resolution, and mixed with rolled up dignified figure, in the description and general thoughts of euphemism. A fallen leaf, with a twist as the final performance, floated far away and ended up quiet. The distant sky, whether there are leaves dancing butterfly dance? Would anyone in the same time haunt similar feelings? This time, the most suitable for a friend Miss dream. A bird, with a beautiful arc across the empty twilight, not into the field of vision, a half tie familiar strange poetry, the entanglement between the upper lip. In fact, I did know what poetry ah, is inde