You came quietly and walked into the field. The wheat fragrance is scattered, and the mu of crops looks like a thousand layers of waves from a distance. A closer look shows that wheat is bent with laughter, sorghum is flushed, corn is blooming with joy, and people in the field are very busy. "Sing a song about harvesting, harvest wheat, sorghum, corn and soybeans, and send them to the country after harvesting." Melodious songs tell the joy of farmers' autumn harvest.
Autumn wind is like a little girl-naive, childlike and lovely. You see, once in the Woods, the green branches and leaves rustle, accompanied by birds singing, and loudly ask, "Xifeng, what are you doing here?" You replied cheerfully, "Guys, I brought you new clothes." The Woods happily changed into the clothes you gave them. At this moment, all the people in Ye Er have changed into golden "new clothes". Everybody, you look at me, I look at you, pushing back and forth, and it becomes a ball.
Miss Qiu came slowly and covered the earth with gold. The grass on the ground is yellow, like a yellow carpet, and the leaves on the tree are yellow. An autumn wind blows and the leaves fly in the air like butterflies.
5. Autumn rain is full of evil spirits. When there is a melancholy rain between heaven and earth, everything is silent and bears its relentless washing. Thoroughly clean up the impatience of a summer in a slow bubble, and coolness will become the mainstream with the escape of summer heat.
6. Autumn is the harvest season. Although many trees have lost their leaves, many trees are full of fruits, such as pears, grapes, persimmons, pomegranates and apples. In the field, there are golden brown rice, full soybeans, and flocks of chickens and ducks vying to eat the left-behind rice. Even the fish in the pond are very fat ... ah! Autumn is so beautiful, I love you autumn!
7. In the field, rice is golden yellow. Golden waves turned up in the autumn wind, and the cotton buds split and spit out white cotton. Cabbage is green, the wind is blowing and swaying, as if dancing in a group dance.
8. In the field, there is endless corn. Farmers' uncles are busy harvesting corn. They were so busy that even the children came to help. Children who help adults collect corn are tired, so they get together to hide and seek. Corn fields are really good places to hide and seek, and tall corn stalks can just act as their barriers. Echoes and bursts of laughter echoed in the fields for a long time. Ah, another happy autumn.
9. I like the slow and delicate autumn rain, leisurely, and everyone's demeanor revealed between gestures. What falls a little bit is not rain, but the sweet spring of the soul. I don't know how many vulgar thoughts have been washed away! Walking in the quiet country road, listening to the rain and grasping the green leaves, I have an inexplicable infinite yearning for the country. I really want to bid farewell to interpersonal disputes, find a remote place, build a unique yard and plant all kinds of chrysanthemums in it. In late autumn, I will pick chrysanthemums and put them in a cup so that I can enjoy their seclusion. Life is short.
10, the rain hits the autumn leaves, like whispering to people, whispering to each other, crying like complaining: this parting is another long road, heavy mountains and heavy water, and broken eyes. Thin shadows are restless, roaming in autumn, listening to the rhythm and rain of autumn. The small umbrella of the past is propped up again, like a flowing and warm residence, with colorful clouds flying and recalling the lost spring dream. The sky is gloomy, and the twilight is wrapped in stratus clouds, which fall into the depths of the night with the wind and rain. The wind becomes more rampant, the rain becomes angry, and endless nights fall into fear.
1 1. In the field, golden corn brushed like golden sticks, red sorghum ears were like shy little girls, blushing, shyly lowering their heads, swaying in the breeze, soybeans rustling in the wind, and the field was like playing a chorus of nature.
12, the cool autumn is coming, the autumn wind is blowing gently, and the earth is wearing a yellow sweater. Yellow willow leaves and bright maple leaves fall like colorful butterflies flying in the sky. Although the weather is a little cold, Grandpa Pine still wears his green robe and looks greener. Chrysanthemums in the garden are in full bloom, red as fire, pink as chardonnay and white as snow, which is beautiful. The leaves on the persimmon tree have fallen, but the persimmons in Huang Chengcheng are still hanging on the branches, like lanterns in Huang Chengcheng. The leaves on the hawthorn tree have fallen, but the red hawthorn is still on the tree, like a vibrant love.
13. When we entered the orchard, we saw all kinds of colorful fruits. Every tree is fruitful. Look at these grapes. They are like pearls in the sun. Jujube is like a small lantern, bending the branches; Groups of apples bent the branches, and a breeze blew, and the branches kept shaking, and the apples on the branches danced with them!
14, as the saying goes: "One autumn rain and one cold, 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.
15. 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.
16. In the orchard, oranges are ripe, and Huang Chengcheng oranges hang on the branches like small lanterns. The apple showed its red cheeks.
17. The chrysanthemums in the park are in full bloom, colorful, colorful, yellow as gold, pink as sunset, red as blood, blue as sky, white as snow, and beautiful. The golden osmanthus is in full bloom, and its fragrance attracts swarms of bees and brings some vitality to the park.
18, climbing up the mountain and looking down, there is a piece of gold in front of you. If you look carefully, you will see red and green fragments in the gold. 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.
Reading "Poems to Celebrate National Day"
October poetry
The autumn wind in October is the softest, and the dreams of the past bloom like rainbows.
The fields are the richest in October, the larks are singing and the sky is bright.
The flowers in October are the most charming, cosmopolitan home, dressed as a splendid fairy capital.
October's poetry is the most magnificent, ah! Half a century, guarding the dazzling red flag.
I like the golden autumn in October. October is full of bright colors, bright sunshine, grand birthday, bright days and rich fruits.
Autumn and October are harvest seasons, golden harvest, fiery red harvest, green harvest and hope harvest. In October, people are busy collecting fruits and sunshine.
Autumn and October are also very romantic. If you walk in the sunshine this season, you will feel the weight of emotion. The countryside in the golden season is charming, and the city is gorgeous like a heavy oil painting. Every face is painted with mature colors, so bright, colorful and brilliant.