Chapter 1: Harvest Autumn is like a golden key, which opens the door to harvest. You see, the mountains and plains are all golden, like golden carpets. If you look carefully, you will see red and green in golden yellow. Red as agate and green as jade. There is also a mirror-level pond at the foot of the mountain, which reflects the beautiful scenery in front of you, especially beautiful.
As the saying goes: "One autumn rain is cold, and ten autumn rains need to wear cotton." There is a hint of coolness in the rustling autumn wind. You see, pedestrians on the road have inadvertently put on thick sweaters, coats and some down jackets.
In the field, golden corn brushed like golden sticks, red sorghum ears were like shy little girls, blushing and lowering their shy heads, swaying in the breeze, and soybeans swaying in the wind, playing a chorus of nature in the field.
In the orchard, bright red persimmons hang high on the branches like small lanterns, and the branches look like they are about to break. There are also strings of purple grapes with crystal dew, which glow like crystals in the sun.
I was infected and intoxicated by this golden autumn, ah! I love this bumper harvest and golden autumn. Ah! How colorful autumn is! How glorious you are! How noble you are! You are not only a beautiful season, but also a harvest season. I want to thank autumn, because autumn brings us food and fills the world with beauty.
Chapter 2: Harvest Autumn is coming, and the grain is abundant!
You see, in the field, the corn is yellow, like a chubby little doll, shaking and shaking, and it is harvested in the field. The golden wind in the field is cool and has become an endless golden ocean, and the air is filled with a fragrance everywhere. Qiu Guang is gorgeous, sorghum raised the torch, and soybeans were full, ringing the bell twice. Corn is ripe, sorghum is red, golden millet and wheat are bent, as if bowing to thank people!
You see, in the orchard, the apples are blushing with laughter, just like small fireballs, jostling for people to pick them; The pear in Huang Chengcheng is like a gourd; Agate-like purple grapes hanging on vines make people drool; There are oranges like small lanterns, which seem to say, "Come and pick me, come and pick me, I am very sweet, and I will make you want to eat again."
Autumn harvest is a painting I can never finish!
Chapter 3: Harvest Autumn A gust of autumn wind blows, and autumn news is everywhere. Quietly and slowly, it brought us into autumn.
Pieces of oranges are ripe, like golden lanterns, covered with trees. Its thick aroma makes you taste it involuntarily. Wow! That's sweet. There is so much juice.
In the orchard, there are also a large area of strawberries, which seem to be painted with red pigment, like a bright red sea, and each one is like a ruby with a belt, which people can't help but taste.
Golden rice looks better, just like laying a golden carpet on the wheat field. If the sun shines, wheat looks like glittering gold. Needless to say, the ears of wheat are bigger than those of green bristlegrass. If you open them, each one is full.
Autumn is a harvest season, and it is also a season to bid farewell to the annoying summer heat. I like autumn very much. Not only can I have a good meal, but it also means that my favorite winter is coming.
Chapter 4: Harvest Autumn is like a golden key, which opens the door to harvest. You see, the mountains and plains are all golden, like golden carpets. If you look carefully, you will see red and green in golden yellow. Red as agate and green as jade. There is also a mirror-level pond at the foot of the mountain, which reflects the beautiful scenery in front of you, especially beautiful.
As the saying goes: "One autumn rain is cold, and ten autumn rains need to wear cotton." There is a hint of coolness in the rustling autumn wind. You see, pedestrians on the road have inadvertently put on thick sweaters, coats and some down jackets.
In the field, golden corn brushed like golden sticks, red sorghum ears were like shy little girls, blushing and lowering their shy heads, swaying in the breeze, and soybeans swaying in the wind, playing a chorus of nature in the field.
In the orchard, bright red persimmons hang high on the branches like small lanterns, and the branches look like they are about to break. There are also strings of purple grapes with crystal dew, which glow like crystals in the sun.
I was infected and intoxicated by this golden autumn, ah! I love this bumper harvest and golden autumn. Ah! How colorful autumn is! How glorious you are! How noble you are! You are not only a beautiful season, but also a harvest season. I want to thank autumn, because autumn brings us food and fills the world with beauty.
Chapter 5: Harvest Autumn