In autumn, you came to the world quietly and showed people a beautiful picture in obscurity. In the morning, my father and I came to the harvest field. Wow! This rice field is endless, so big! The rice grains are full and heavy, and the rice stalks are bent by them and can't stand up straight. Suddenly, an autumn wind blew, and the rice fields turned up a thousand waves, which was very spectacular. The sorghum beside the rice field is red and wobbly, like playing drunken boxing. The corn cracked its mouth with laughter, revealing its golden teeth. Some of the red peppers in the green are arc-shaped, with big heads and small heads, like horns; Some are round and drum, like small lanterns. Ah! The fields in autumn are so beautiful! I love autumn, and I love autumn fields even more! It's a pity that I can only write one percent beauty!