Leaves in the golden sunshine
Start dancing like crazy
Invisible wind
Play the voice of nature
this is a
The season to purify life on earth.
a poem
But the dust settled like this.
Wind shadow movement
The fields are singing the silver autumn.
A string of ears of rice shook the beauty of autumn.
In the moonlight
I feel the eyes of a poet.
The back of late autumn
In the afterglow of the sunset
A lonely figure drifted away.
Is this a gift left by God on purpose?
lake
This walking life
Like a poem falling silently.
The unbearable lightness of life
The last poet
The sunny days are coming to an end.
Snowflakes affected by fallen leaves are coming.
The poet's resting place
A drop of birdsong fell from the withered forest.
I sat in the flowing time, savoring it.
The taste of life and death
And the rhythm of Haizi leaving without taking it with him.
Go into autumn
Enter autumn
Infinite poetry
Like golden wheat waves in rice fields
Let all the girls who harvest joy
Be the bride of my poetry
I can play guitar.
Drifting in the fields
Looking forward to the face of the city
I got stuck in the mud.
It's a selfish escape.
It's like stepping into a sacred palace
I can't hear a noise.
But poetry will not die.
Stop all growth
Villa and field are like happiness and joy.
sea
A song, a poem, a painting.
The most beautiful scenery
2. Write a composition on autumn rice fields. Autumn has arrived and the rice is ripe. From a distance, it looks like spreading a pattern on farmland.
A cool autumn wind blew, and the rice swayed with the wind, setting off a golden ocean-like wave. Rice rustled as if welcoming Miss Qiu.
Walking on the green ridge, I saw that every ear of rice was full, like a gold necklace, shining with golden light. Every grain of rice is bulging, like a mother about to give birth.
I continued to walk on the green ridge, and the heavy rice bent the rice straw and bowed to me like an elegant gentleman. Many small grasshoppers jumped around in front of me to welcome me.
Beautiful flowers are flying around me, like dancing for me. Several birds heard something, immediately flapped their wings and flew straight into the sky.
Ah, the rice fields in autumn are really beautiful.
I grew up in the countryside from near to far in autumn, where there are many rice fields.
At first glance, it looks like a green ocean. When a gust of wind blows across the ocean, it ripples and rushes from one floor to another, which is very beautiful. In the morning, just before dawn, plumes of smoke flashed, and the whole rice field was shrouded in its milky morning fog.
Miss Qiu, dressed in gold, quietly won the world with gentle steps. At this time, the rice has just headed, and most of it is still green. Some rice noodles are straight and some are curved, which seems a little heavy.
A drop of dew on the rice leaves is like a bright pearl, and the morning sunshine is like a sword, which passes through the treetops and shines on the dew, giving off a golden light, which is so dazzling. At noon, the rice fields sparkle in the sun, and the seedlings in the rice fields grow straight.
At close range, it looks like a set of hair, standing up one by one. From a distance, it looks like a green carpet.
Under the sunshine, some rice leaves bend over to drink water, while others soar like arrows. Many unknown birds are flying around among the rice fields, as if admiring the golden grains of wheat.
The farmer's uncle braved the heat to fertilize and weed the seedlings, and the sweat dripped on the seedlings, and the seedlings drank this rare "drink" beautifully. The beautiful evening finally came, and the sun put away her girlish face, spreading the afterglow all over the blue sky, leaving a touch of sunset glow.
A breeze caressed the rice seedlings, leaving the fragrance of rice fields. The scenery of rice fields against the sunset glow is unparalleled, intoxicating and amazing. I watched, immersed in this scene.
This is a paddy field in the countryside in autumn.
4. Write a composition on autumn rice fields. Autumn has arrived and the rice is ripe. From a distance, it looks like a trace of pattern has been sown on the farmland. A cool autumn wind blew, and the rice swayed with the wind, setting off a golden ocean-like wave. Rice rustled as if welcoming Miss Qiu. Walking on the green ridge, I saw that every ear of rice was full, like a gold necklace, shining with golden light. Every grain of rice is bulging, like a mother about to give birth. I continued to walk on the green ridge, and the heavy rice bent the rice straw and bowed to me like an elegant gentleman. Many small grasshoppers jumped around in front of me to welcome me. Beautiful flowers are flying around me, like dancing for me. Several birds heard something, immediately flapped their wings and flew straight into the sky.
Ah, the rice fields in autumn are really beautiful!
5. What poems describe "rice fields in autumn"? 1. The mountain line is Du, and the Hanshan stone path is inclined. There are people in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. 2. a night-mooring near maple bridge, Zhang, cold night, Jiang Feng, fishing and sleeping.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. 3, Tanabata Du Yin candle cold painting screen, light Luo small fan flapping fireflies.
The night in Tianjie is as cool as water, lying watching morning glory and Vega. 4. An autumn night in a deep mountain, Wang, stands empty after the rain.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. 5. Qiu Si gave a fragrance to the Yuanwangya Tang Boshan, while Jin Lan complained about the long nights.
In order to ask the grass by the Qingqing River, it has rained and frosted several times. 6. In the Mid-Autumn Festival, Su Shi and Song Muyun collected all the cold, and Han Yin silently turned to the tracts.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? 7. Li Qiu, Liu Han, Song Ruya, and the jade screen are empty, and a pillow is new and cool.
There is no place to sleep in the autumn wind, and the leaves are full of moonlight. 8. At midnight, the autumn wind in Baitang, Li Qiuge blew into the window, and Luo Zhang fluttered.
Looking up at the bright moon, I feel a thousand miles away. 9. Su Lian covers Fan Zhongyan, Song Biyuntian, yellow leaves, autumn colors, and cold smoke on the waves.
The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun. 10 Xijiang Mingyue swims at Huangsha Road at night, Xin Qiji and Song Jing don't surprise magpies, and the breeze chirps at midnight.
The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.