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描写秋天的英语诗句1
by Ellen Robena Field
Golden and red trees
Nod to the soft breeze,
As it whispers, "Winter is near;"
And the brown nuts fall
At the wind's loud call,
For this is the Fall of the year.
Good-by, sweet flowers!
Through bright Summer hours
You have filled our hearts with cheer
We shall miss you so,
And yet you must go,
For this is the Fall of the year.
Now the days grow cold,
As the year grows old,
And the meadows are brown and sere;
Brave robin redbreast
Has gone from his nest,
For this is the Fall of the year.
I do softly pray
At the close of day,
That the little children, so dear,
May as purely grow
As the fleecy snow
That follows the Fall of the year.
描写秋天的英语诗句2
William Shakespere
That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see'st the twilight of such day
as after sunset fadeth in the west;
which by and by black night doth take away,
death's second self, that seals all up in rest.
In me thou see'st the golwing of such fire,
that on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
as the death-bed whereon it must expire,
consumed with that which it was nourish'd by.
This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong,
to love that well which thou must leave ere long.
1. 我认为秋天是一年中最美的季节。
I think autumn is the most beautiful season in a year.
2. 秋天时叶子变黄。
The leaves turn yellow in autumn.
3. 在秋天的晚上，我感到一丝凉意。
I feel a little cool in the autumnal night.
4. 秋天里树木都是光秃秃的。
The trees were naked during autumn.
5. 今天的天气已露出了一丝秋天的气息。
There is a breath of autumn in the air today.
6. 九月的天气确实像秋天了。
The weather in September was positively autumnal.
7. 我喜欢收集秋天赤褐色的叶子。
I like to collect russet autumn leaves.
8. 我们欣赏着秋天里新英格兰树林的瑰丽色彩。
We are enjoying the resplendent colors of the New England woods in the autumn.
Autumn Fires
by Robert Louis Stevenson
In the other gardens
And all up the vale,
From the autumn bonfires
See the smoke trail!
Pleasant summer over
And all the summer flowers,
The red fire blazes,
The grey smoke towers.
Sing a song of seasons!
Something bright in all!
Flowers in the summer,
Fires in the fall!
