Imitate this poem on a sunny day?

In summer, golden light enveloped the whole world. Farmers are busy fertilizing seedlings, and seedlings are also busy growing. In summer, I am immersed in hard sweat, bitter sweat and joyful sweat. In summer, farmers are not idle, sweating profusely under the scorching sun. In autumn, shocking beauty lingers in every corner. Autumn should be the favorite season for farmers and plants. Farmers can finally harvest mature seedlings. Plants can finally bloom with unique beauty. At the same time, the leaves are falling quietly. No trace, no unnecessary struggle. What should be left will be left!