Beautiful autumn has arrived, the field is like a bride with heavy makeup, and the earth has put on bright embroidered clothes for her.
Autumn girl happily came to the nutrition garden. Looking around, cabbage looked like a big fat man in white clothes and a green wig. Tomatoes are like a fat king with a green crown; The eggplant next to Zilingling is like a mysterious magician; Carrot proudly said: "I am full of treasures, and I have carrot elements that are indispensable to human beings." A few butterflies flew in the distance, each standing on something similar to a red tassel gun, and carefully looked at the corn that was originally covered with golden bumps.
At noon, Miss Qiu came to the rice field happily. Huang Chengcheng rice bent down with a smile. At first glance, the ground was covered with gold. A gust of wind blew and rice danced with the wind. The heavy sorghum blushed like a shy girl.
In the evening, Miss Qiu skipped to the pond. When she looked at it, she found that the plane leaves on the shore floated to the crystal-clear pond one by one. Suddenly, a group of fish swam under the leaves and used it as a sun umbrella to cover the last ray of sunshine. Several happy ducks are playing freely in the water. How lively they are!
This is a beautiful day. Autumn fields bring green health, golden harvest and infinite happiness to mankind! I love charming autumn!
Chapter 2: Fields in Autumn
Autumn is coming, and the weather is getting cooler and cooler. Flocks of geese lined up in a neat herringbone and flew south in a hurry.
I stood in the field and looked at a piece of grass, the tip of which was slightly yellow, like wearing a light yellow hat. In the distance, the leaves on the tree are sparse, some have fallen off, and some have left a few lonely leaves, swaying gently with the breeze on the bare branches, dancing like a leisurely little angel. I was intoxicated by this wonderful dance, and suddenly, a strong refreshing aroma came to my nose. I guess it must be the fragrance of osmanthus. I followed the aroma, and when I looked carefully, it turned out to be the wild chrysanthemum in Huang Cancan.
When I smell the attractive flowers, I can't help looking up at the sky. The clouds in the sky are colorful, some are like running horses, some are like grazing sheep, and some are like naive monkeys, which are beautiful.
I like autumn, and I prefer the fields in autumn.
Chapter III: Fields in Autumn
Autumn is a beautiful season, with beautiful sky, water and fields.
Walking along the field path, the neat poplars on the roadside stretched out huge arms, like soldiers waiting for war, which was very imposing. The leaves on the branches have changed into yellow autumn clothes. The breeze blew and rustled. Leaves can't stand the temptation of autumn wind, flying naughtily in the air, and then falling to the ground, laying a natural carpet on the ground. The carpet is yellow and soft, and it rustles when you step on it.
Crossing the field path, the golden wheat fields came into view. Autumn wind blows, the wheat waves roll, and I seem to be in a golden ocean. The wheat waves sparkled in the sun and stung people's eyes. But how can I let go of this charming scenery? Take the risk of eye pain and enjoy it. Look! The ears of wheat grinned, waved and smiled, nodded frequently and greeted each other. They must be having a harvest party. No wonder Miss Feng has been reluctant to leave for a long time, and she is fragrant for wheat.
In the distance, corn also stands upright, as if guarding this beautiful field. Perhaps they are also attracted by this charming scenery and are willing to be the guardians of this beautiful scenery.
Looking at the waves of wheat waves rolling and smelling the wheat fragrance, the smiling faces of farmers' uncles appeared in front of me. I was drunk and lost in this charming scenery.
Ah! I like autumn, especially the beautiful fields in autumn.
Chapter Four: Fields in Autumn
Autumn is a colorful picture, which means maturity and harvest.
I went to the fields to find the footsteps of autumn. I walked by the canal, breathing the fragrance of the fields and feeling refreshed! There are some trees near the canal, and their leaves have turned yellow. A breeze is blowing, and the fallen leaves are fluttering, just like golden butterflies dancing in the sky. Landing on the canal, the canal seems to be covered with a golden carpet, which is loose and soft when stepped on, making a "rustling" sound. This is the song of autumn!
At the fork in the road, I turned and walked to the field path. Looking around, there is a yellow corn stalk, and the full corn cob has been taken away by the farmer's uncle. Nearby, the fresh cabbage in the field is more than a foot high; Green radish grows well; The golden sunshine bent the millet and reddened the sorghum ears.
I picked up a yellow leaf and used it as a bookmark as a souvenir. I want to hide it in my notebook.
Ah! Autumn! Mature autumn! Harvest autumn! Busy autumn! Golden autumn! Beautiful autumn! I want to keep you!
Chapter 5: Fields in Autumn
I got up in the morning and climbed the mountain.
Ah! A fresh and beautiful picture portal is displayed in front of my eyes: the field is like a red, yellow, blue and green carpet; The red sun rises in the east and coats the fields with golden light.
Walking down the hillside, I saw a green bamboo forest. Thick, tall and straight, green bamboo stood there, like soldiers waiting for inspection. Leaves are like spears, holding hands, touching each other, following closely, the breeze passing by, dancing and rustling.
Bypassing the bamboo forest, there are endless rice fields in front of you. When the rice is ripe, the ears of rice in Juedian bend the waist of the grain. A gust of autumn wind blew, and the rice waves laughed and rolled happily, rushing forward layer by layer, like golden waves in the sea. How sweet it is for the farmer's uncle to come to the field and see this full seed in the poker game!
Through the paddy field, I walked on the field path. You see, sorghum is red in the face, the corn cob is big and thick, and the sweet potato seedlings are thick and thick.
Suddenly, a smell came to my nose. I looked ahead and it turned out to be an orchard. Red persimmons are full of branches like small lanterns, which are very dazzling. There are so many oranges from Huang Chengcheng that the branches are bent.
Ah! Autumn is poetic and colorful. It makes people happy, it makes people happy. Ah! I like the fields in autumn.
Chapter 6: Fields in Autumn
Some people like gardens in spring, some people like rivers in summer, some people like snow in winter, and I like fields in autumn.
The crops in the field are all ripe, and the corn is arranged neatly like a soldier, as if defending the field. Look, they still have grenades. Sorghum's standing posture is also very regular, and it is not lost to corn at all. Everyone is holding a small red flag, as if celebrating a festive festival. Rice is like a golden ocean. When the wind blows, they sway from side to side like small waves. ...
Crops are harvested in autumn, and orchards are fruitful in autumn. In the orchard, apples are bright red, like children's smiling faces, and they taste crisp and sweet. The vines are wrapped around the grape rack, and strings of watery grapes are hung under the dense leaves. Purple is like amethyst, and green is like emerald. There are several peaches on each branch of the peach tree, which are next to each other in groups of three or two, as if in a meeting. Peaches are shaped like pink love powder, wearing furry coats. When I see them, I will think of the Monkey King, the Great Sage in the Monkey, because he is not afraid of peach skin, which is also his favorite food.
Autumn is the harvest season. I like autumn, and I prefer autumn fields!
Chapter 7: Fields in Autumn
Autumn is coming. The field takes off its green shirt and puts on its yellow sweater. People all sighed, "Ah, autumn has come and everything is dying." However, it is in this yellow field that I find the vitality of autumn.
On Saturday, a sunny morning, my parents and I went to play in the fields in the suburbs. Walking on the path in the field, I suddenly found a red thing like a flame in the valley. I didn't know it was Fenglin until I got closer. However, I don't know if maple leaves drink too much or what. It's too red, like a flame.
Unconsciously, we came to a golden field. I saw sorghum red in the face, rice bent down with laughter, corn doll took off its green clothes and put on its golden clothes, and beans jumped out of its mother's arms.
Looking at this autumn field, I also feel that autumn is not the season of withering, and autumn is full of vitality. Autumn is beautiful. In this lovely season, we should step up our efforts, which will add beauty to our lives!