秋天，你比春天更富有欣欣向荣的景象，你比春天更富有绚丽的色彩。Autumn, you are more prosperous than spring, you are more colorful than spring.
金秋的夜晚是蟋蟀们歌唱的好日子。蟋蟀们提高嗓子尽情的歌唱。叶子沙沙的响好像在为蟋蟀伴奏。The golden autumn night is a good day for crickets to sing. Crickets raise their voices and sing to their heart’s content. The rustling leaves seemed to accompany crickets.
秋天，是一首静美而又婉转的诗，碧水映晴空，清夜画月明，盈一怀婉约，将一笺心语吟成满纸风情，让斑驳的印记诉说着秋水长天的故事。Autumn is a quiet and graceful poem, with clear water reflecting the sky, clear night painting the moon, full of grace and restraint. It sings a note of heart into a paper style, so that the mottled mark tells the story of the long autumn.
秋也许就藏在金灿灿的稻穗上，也许藏在火通通的柿子里，也许藏在绿油油菜地间。Autumn may be hidden in golden rice ears, persimmons, rapeseed fields.
周围的梧桐树已经换上了一身黄色的衣服，走近去一看，梧桐树的叶子是半青半黄的，好象披上了一件夏天的绿装不愿脱掉似的。The surrounding plane trees had changed into yellow clothes, and approached to see that the leaves of the plane trees were half green and half yellow, as if they were in a summer green suit and would not take off.
秋天是浓的化不开的水，似能捧起又从指尖流过。秋天是乱的解不开的结，似能解开却又重新纠结。秋天是甜的舍不下的蜜，似能戒掉又经不住索取。Autumn is a dense water that cannot be melted. It seems to be lifted up and flowing through the fingertips. Autumn is an inextricable knot of chaos, which seems to be able to be unraveled but is again entangled. Autumn is a sweet honey that can’t be given up and can’t stand to ask for.
前几天还酷暑难耐，不知不觉间秋姑娘就来到了我们的身边，她把炎热带走把凉爽送来。A few days ago, the summer was too hot to bear. Before she knew it, the autumn girl came to us. She took the hot tropics to bring the cool.
清风涤荡你的肺腑，天籁拨动你的心音。一泓流水，一弦丝竹之音和鸣，你便知道，你该去看看秋天了。The wind cleanses your lungs and hearts, and the sounds of heaven stir your heart. As soon as the water flows, the sound of silk bamboo strings and the sound of song, you will know that you should go and see autumn.
金秋，小草从那枯黄死去的母体旁站了出来，嫩绿嫩绿的，又短又细，像是几根很短的绿丝线簇成，仿佛那么弱不禁风，一口气都会吹倒一样。In the golden autumn, the grass stood out beside the withered and yellow dead mother. It was green and tender, short and thin, like a few short green silk threads clustered together, as if it were so weak that it would blow down in one breath.
纵算水尽山穷，叶落成空，那老去的年华依旧可以风姿万种。纵算岁月朦胧，天涯西东，依然可以觅寻当年遗落的影踪。Even though the water is exhausted and the leaves are empty, the old age can still be varied. In spite of the hazy years, we can still find traces of the past.
爱上秋天，却不能拥有她到永远，总是飘然而至，又每每不辞而别。总是因她的来而欢欣鼓舞，也总是因了她的离去万般寂寥。Fall in love with autumn, but can not have her forever, always drift to, and often leave without saying goodbye. Always rejoiced by her coming, and always lonely by her departure.
黄澄澄的稻穗垂着沉甸甸的穗头，棉桃像小树，绽了鸡蛋似的花絮。啊，不是稻田，是黄金的大海。不是棉田，是白银的世界。The yellow and clear ears of rice hang heavy ears, cotton and peach like small trees, blooming like eggs. Ah, not paddy fields, but the sea of gold. It’s not a cotton field, it’s a silver world.
一些繁盛，从夏的那一片绿色中滑落，走进了秋的诗行，微风，漫过了小草上的清露，在林间流动，那些路边的小花儿开的也不再张扬。Some flourishing, from the green in summer, into the autumn poetry, breeze, overflowing the dew on the grass, flowing in the woods, those roadside flowers are no longer open.
秋收时节，天特别高，特别蓝，云朵格外白柔娴静，阳光格外明媚和煦，风也显得格外轻漫清香。The autumn harvest season, the sky is particularly high, especially blue, the clouds are particularly white and quiet, the sun is particularly bright and warm, the wind is particularly light and fragrant.
秋啊，早就离开了。在初雪即将到来的时候，秋的生命结束了，因为它从来就这么短暂。她走了，什么都没有带走，也什么都没有留下。Autumn, left early. When the first snow is approaching, autumn’s life is over, because it has never been so short. She left without taking anything or leaving anything.
季节流转，终会留下惆怅和感怀，一念花开，一念花落，于秋风中，轻拾一地阑珊，体味着秋的况味，感受着秋意绵长。Seasonal circulation, will eventually leave melancholy and feelings, as soon as the flowers blossom, as soon as the flowers fall, in the autumn wind, light pick up a languid, taste the situation of autumn, feel the long sense of autumn.
小草说，秋天是黄色的；松树说，秋天是绿色的；花儿说，秋天是红色的；梨子说，秋天是黄色的。而那被落叶装扮了的大地说，秋天是绚丽多彩的。The grass says autumn is yellow; the pine says autumn is green; the flower says autumn is red; the pear says autumn is yello And the earth dressed up with fallen leaves says that autumn is gorgeous and colorful.
秋天就像是一位魔法师，给大自然带来了丰收，给我们带来了既新鲜又美味的瓜果蔬菜，也为我们送来了一个色彩缤纷的世界。Autumn is like a magician, bringing harvest to nature, fresh and delicious fruits and vegetables, as well as a colorful world for us.
飘落的叶子澄澄的稻穗垂着沉甸甸的穗头，棉桃像小树，绽了鸡蛋似的花絮。啊，不是稻田，是飘落的叶子金的大海；不是棉田，是白银的世界。Floating leaves, clear ears of rice hang heavy ears, peaches and cotton like small trees, blooming eggs like florets. Ah, it is not a paddy field, it is a sea of falling leaves and gold; it is not a cotton field, it is a world of silver.
秋天到了，果子熟了。黄澄澄的是梨，红通通的是苹果，亮晶晶的是葡萄。Autumn is coming and the fruit is ripe. Pears are yellow, apples are red, and grapes are shining.