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3 The leaves have quietly changed into new clothes, golden or red. In the orchard and in the forest, looking around, there are large tracts of them. Step on, lie down, pick two pieces as bookmarks, take two pieces as souvenirs, take a few walks, and sweep a few piles of fallen leaves. The wind is rustling and the leaves are rustling.
4 Peach trees and pear trees , Persimmon trees, if you don’t let me, I won’t let you, they are all full of fruits. The pink ones are like rouge, the yellow ones are like gold, and the red ones are like lanterns. The air is filled with the attractive aroma of the fruits; close it My eyes and mouth seemed to be filled with the sweet juice of the fruit. Under the trees, farmers were busy harvesting, and their cheerful laughter spread to the horizon. Chrysanthemums also came to join in the fun: those blooming in the fields and those growing in the gardens. , huge, petite, as if rushing to an autumn date, in high spirits.
5 "The Three Falling Autumn Leaves", good, like a big broom sweeping away the autumn leaves. The wind It is filled with the smell of golden wheat waves, mixed with the smell of sweat, and the fragrance of various fruits, forming a harvest music. The wild geese are preparing to fly to the south for the winter. Sometimes they form a human figure in the sky, and sometimes they form a line. The word, flying over the mountains and over the water, makes everyone who is preparing to go home think about it. The open space in front of and behind the house is also filled with golden stacks at this time.
6 The rain is a bit cold, one autumn rain and another cold. Don't worry. Listen, it's like wind chimes, like beating a fou, like clapping hands, gently and quietly, playing a harmonious autumn movement. The leaves are getting more and more beautiful. Bright yellow, bright yellow, the stream is flowing very happily. In the evening, cooking is done, the smoke is curling up, and the good and tempting aroma of rice comes out, making those rushing home even more anxious. In the city, on the railway tracks, On the bus, there were countless people who were drowsy looking at the rain, and there were people walking alone on the road, holding umbrellas and wearing ponchos. Their houses, lined up side by side, were silent in the rain.
7 There are more bent figures in the fields, and more children running on the ridges. In the suburbs of the city, every household, old and young, are rushing home, and everyone is on their way home. Leading Children, bring gifts, return to their elders, and perform their due filial piety. "I miss my relatives more during the festive season." In such a season, there is a lot of yearning and concern.
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The grass has not completely disappeared from the earth, it is still green. In the garden, in the fields. Look, there are patches of grass
Full of them. Children are running , jumping, doing some somersaults, picking up a few fallen fruits, and throwing them to each other, competing to see who could throw farther and more accurately. The wind was cool and the grass was green.
Laurel trees, maple trees, Evergreen trees, with a lush and deep style and unique temperament, show their style, yellow like gold, red like agate, and green like emerald, like a picture carefully drawn by an artist. Birds are busy migrating. , the ants are collecting winter rations. Daisies, bunches of red, and petunia are everywhere at a glance: orange, purple, and colorful, spread in the flower bed like a carpet, and smiling in the autumn wind!
"Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers!" Yes, it will turn into spring mud to nourish the earth, without any attachment to the prosperity of the branches. The autumn rain falls on the red and yellow leaves and mixed with On the green and yellow leaves, luxurious maple leaves, delicate evergreen leaves, ordinary sycamore leaves... they become more beautiful under the baptism of autumn rain.
The fruits on the trees gradually mature, The fruit farmers in the fields are also busier. In the city and in the countryside, workers, students, children and the elderly all came out to enjoy the beautiful scenery, relax, watch the autumn colors, collect specimens, and do their own things. " "Part of the hard work, part of the harvest", hard work, in exchange for harvest, full of joy.