Seven poems praising the autumn harvest

1. One-year plan At present, Wan Li is flying high in the sky.

The spring of the earth is full of flowers, and the autumn of the earth is fruitful.

Beautiful mountains and rivers, the years stand proudly for four seasons.

The branches are red as fire, which is a kind of joy and ecstasy.

2. Every year the solar term is in spring, and the weather in Wan Li is new.

The people sang songs to welcome the prosperous times, and everyone laughed.

There are many beautiful scenery on the earth, and China in the sky is like a cloud.

A happy life adds luster, and a harmonious society is full of joy.

Going to Qiu Lai every spring, the melons and fruits are fragrant.

Flowers bloom like fire, and the wind and rain turn green like yellow.

Life is too short to be melancholy, so we must cherish the years.

The vicissitudes of life are all dreams, and live up to the good times now.

4. Autumn fruits hang on the branches, and there are green sorghum everywhere.

Woye has a bumper harvest and attaches importance to agriculture, and the countryside is prosperous and full of laughter.

Thousands of households are singing and dancing, and five warehouses are beaming.

The beautiful scenery is refreshing. The sky is blue and the water is blue.