Autumn is a season of poetic. Cool wind, blue sky, delicious fruit ...... it all, from the fall, began in the fall. It impressed him with his harvest, thanksgiving to him. If you are in front of "Autumn" word plus a range of the most beautiful, I think, it must be "campus in the fall!"
Autumn campus, is golden. Dolphin tall ginkgo tree still does not change the past tough, stand proudly in the autumn, but his green armor, thrown slightly Phnom Penh, his rich fruit, but also dedicated to the earth. In the wind, in the rain, rustling, like a brave warrior, like not old legend.
Autumn campus is quiet. Music in the lake, willow his hair probe into the water, admiring his lilies and roses; lake little fish, also could not head out of the water and see the sun, looking at the clouds, carefree. Teaching building, reading aloud become a major highlight of the campus, no appreciation, but precious.
Autumn campus is bustling. Noon, brown earth surrounded by the sun, warm and harmonious. Suddenly, the bell rang, a surge of the crowd poured out from school buildings, dispersed throughout the campus, ran, walked, together, the lone, crowded, slapstick, when the campus, a change in the past silence, become lively, unrestrained a.
Autumn campus, is complicated beauty. Rain, drop, two drops ...... drop in people"s faces, but also drop in the people"s hearts. The road, a blossoming bud slowly blooming beautiful, carefully decorated with all-world, under the flower, is a picture of rustic flawless smile, greet the sun and rain, to meet with storm weathered, pure beauty, beautiful and moving.
Autumn campus is golden, is quiet, is lively, the United States is complex. Everything he impressed, he was again impressed, he is like a poem charm, people enjoy the endless, like a song beautiful song, people indulge them. Like if fleeting, like if shape, people indulge them, forget ……
秋天，是一个诗情画意的季节。凉爽的风，湛蓝的天，美味的果……这一切的一切，源于秋天，始于秋天。人们折服于他，收获与他，感恩于他。如果要在“秋天”二字前加上一个最美的范围的话，我想，那一定是“校园的秋天”！
校园的秋天，是金色的。一颗颗挺拔的银杏树依旧不改往日坚韧，在秋风中昂然挺立，只是他那翠绿的铠甲，泛起了微微金边，他那丰硕的果实，也奉献给了大地。在风中，在雨中，飒飒作响，宛若英勇的战士，宛若不老的传说。
校园的秋天，是宁静的。弦歌湖里，柳树将自己的秀发探入水中，欣赏着自己的花容月貌；湖里的小鱼儿，也不住的将头伸出水面，看看太阳，望着云端，无忧无虑。教学楼里，朗朗的读书声成为了校园的一大亮点，无人欣赏，却弥足珍贵。
校园的秋天，是热闹的。中午，褐色的大地被太阳环抱，温暖和谐。突然，下课铃响了，一股人潮从教学楼涌出，弥散在整个校园里，跑着，走着，结伴的，独行的，拥挤着，打闹着，这时的校园，一改往日的寂静，变得活泼，奔放了。
校园的秋天，是繁美的。下雨了，一滴，两滴……滴在人们的脸上，也滴在了人们的心里。路上，一朵朵美丽的花骨朵缓缓绽开，小心翼翼的装点着清一色的世界，花下，是一张张质朴无暇的笑脸，迎接着阳光雨露，迎接着暴雨风霜，美的纯净，美的动人。
校园的秋天，是金色的，是宁静的，是热闹的，是繁美的。万物被他折服，又被他打动，他就像一首韵味的诗，使人领略不完，又像一曲动听的歌，使人沉醉其中。似若飘渺，似若有形，使人沉醉其中，忘乎所以……
