Orange-flavored sunshine, warm and dry. Pale orange, warm eyes. Orange sunshine, sunshine and wheat are all very strong. Standing by the field, the warm wind swept across the field. The ears of wheat drag lightly, and the waves of wheat overflow lightly, one after another. I feel very full, and the soft wheat-flavored buns baked in the kitchen in autumn. It feels soft and comfortable. Shengshi drunk sorghum went to work, but still bought the right. Such as the flame of the sea, burning the enthusiasm of autumn, ding endless soybean rattle and copper bell, all passed down one by one with the footprints of the wind. The corn gentleman who received the notice still put on his coat slowly and did not forget to cut a bunch of long hair.
The smell of wheat aroused emotional impulses. Everything brings freshness to life. Walking out of Alice's fairyland, the simple old farmer waved his sickle hard and wrote the joy of harvest; Avant-garde young people drove tractors into the distance, leaving happy labor trumpets. Looking at the horizon, a piece of golden yellow flows into the clouds. I can't sit by the stream without my daughter. The stream is clear and transparent, without any impurities, but it is precipitated with connotation. Pure gold leaves fall into the running water, and maple trees on both sides of the river are projected into the water. A stream, like gold, is red, and the red edge is still transparent. Three or more colors blend together, clear, flowing and calm. Leaning against the tree, leaves are falling from the side. The wind dances, and the leaves flow like Jin Xue, which is amazing. On your shoulders, hands and skirts. Quietly Feel the golden rain, it's so beautiful, so beautiful. The flowing water is seamless, pure and pure "autumn whisper" feeling.
Autumn, autumn, autumn wind, called golden wind, autumn wheat wave, called Jin Lang. Autumn is beautiful, autumn is beautiful. It seems that autumn is pure red gold.
Looking up at the mountain overhead, it is golden and flaming, with a little thick green and light green in the middle. It is true that the main color of autumn is gold or red, but there is also a sense of summer. It's as if the sun melts into drops and drops in the forest. What's more, it is still green. It breaks the purity of autumn colors, but it is undeniable that miscellaneous is sometimes a kind of beauty, more vivid and richer than pure.
Warm liquid drips into your hands, flashing the touch of autumn and collecting the sound of autumn. When the mind is clear, the numbness will gradually fade. The seal of the noisy city was broken, and the four seasons in the high-rise building remained unchanged, and the original appearance was restored in the golden sunshine. Autumn is bleak, bleak and vicissitudes, melting in the countryside. I will leave soon. Tomorrow is Monday. Carrying a bag on your back gives you a heavy maturity, a warm color, a calm relief and a relaxed smile. Left the countryside, left Sunday, left autumn and embarked on a long journey. Never lost, never cried, a bag full, a heart full. With the autumn sunshine, everything is enough.