Autumn in my hometown is a classic and beautiful prose.

In life, work and study, we often see the figure of prose, right? Prose is a free, flexible, short and pithy question, which expresses real people's feelings. I believe many people find prose difficult to write, right? The following is my collection of classic and beautiful essays in autumn in my hometown for reference only. Welcome to reading.

It's been more than a month in beginning of autumn, even the Millennium has passed, but the temperature is still hovering above 30 degrees Celsius, and only the breeze in the morning and evening is slightly cool in autumn. When I have nothing to do, I always want to write something for autumn, but this still hot weather failed to provide me with a trace of inspiration. Putting pen to paper and going to bed early, I actually returned to my hometown where I was born and raised, and wandered in the intoxicating autumn in my hometown. When I woke up in the morning, I was overjoyed. Those autumn memories of my hometown that have settled in my mind are awakened one by one, so kind! It's fascinating!

After the hot summer, I finally look forward to "beginning of autumn". However, for my hometown located in the hills of the south of the Yangtze River, beginning of autumn is just the name of a solar term, and the coolness in autumn will not really start from here. If "beginning of autumn" is sunny that day, the next 24 "autumn tigers" will be hotter than summer; If it rains in early autumn, there will be some cool rainy days occasionally. Although this is not true, it is also a law summed up over the years. Only in the Mid-Autumn Festival can we truly feel the long-awaited autumn.

The long-awaited autumn is not only a pleasant, comfortable and cool autumn, but also a warm and intoxicating natural scenery endowed by nature in autumn, and more fruitful fruits with gratifying growth and promising harvest can be put into storage. For the cultivators, only a bumper harvest is their real desire.

My hometown is a small mountain village surrounded by mountains on three sides and one side. At one time, operating small paddy fields with different specifications and dry soil with different sizes was the most important source of income for family members and neighbors. Those small paddy fields, like terraced fields, are scattered under the mountain ponds in my hometown. Most of them are the ridges above the mountain ponds, and they are also like the soil of terraced fields. Climbing up from the earth house, there are mountains of different heights, which are covered with trees and shrubs. Although these four seasons have different scenery, what fascinates me most is the golden autumn in my hometown.

In the golden autumn of my hometown, the sky is as blue as a mirror, clear and far-reaching, and the sun is bright and soft; The autumn wind blows gently, making relaxation and freedom comfortable and intoxicating; There are few rainy days in autumn, even if the autumn rain knocks on the window occasionally, the sound is pleasant. When I was a child, we jumped happily under the crisp and sunny blue sky in autumn, and witnessed the golden rice waves, which turned into full rice and hill-like straw piles on the threshing ground in the rumble of rice threshers and the laughter of villagers. Witnessed that the cotton fields with flowers are picked by the hardworking hands of the villagers, turned into bags of soft tidbits, and then processed into beds of warm quilts; Seeing the green sweet potato field, the villagers dug it with calloused hands, turning it into a mountain of "sweet potato babies" and a sweet and delicious dried sweet potato for every household; Full of joy and joy can't help blooming on your face. In the fields, farmers' loud songs floated from time to time; On the hillside, red leaves flutter with the wind, like butterflies; Colorful wild fruits hang high on the branches, which makes people feel relaxed and happy; Some tall Chinese fir branches changed from green to yellow. Once lush pine needles danced with the wind because of dryness, and the lush jungle was covered with colorful clothes. And the litters all over the mountains and plains, although let us feel sad, but also bring us great comfort, because this is the best resource for us to collect firewood in autumn.

As far as I can remember, the rice fields in my hometown are all planted with double-cropping rice. After the early rice is harvested, there is not much left after paying the public grain. Only when the late rice is returned to the warehouse is the real ration for people. The rice is not enough, and the sweet potato dug out of the soil is the best complementary food. A bumper harvest in autumn is the real hope of the villagers. Many people who can't fill their stomachs can only have a full meal in autumn. I remember that my cousin next door would gain a lot of weight every season, because the sweet potatoes harvested in autumn were enough to eat. At that time, there were only four people in my family, father, mother, sister and me. The population is small. In addition, my parents are diligent in keeping the house and have no impression of being hungry, but I still ate a lot of sweet potatoes. Sometimes, my mother will cut the sweet potato into pieces and add some rice to cook it into sweet potato rice; Sometimes, my mother will steam a pot of sweet potatoes with some rice in the bowl. After eating sweet potatoes, she will give everyone a delicious piece of glistening rice. This lump of rice, in my heart, is the most beautiful delicious food in the world. In retrospect, its sweet and fragrant taste is still mouth-watering. Maybe it's because I ate too many sweet potatoes when I was a child. No matter how valuable and nutritious sweet potatoes are advertised today, no matter how attractive the smell of baked sweet potatoes wafted from the street, I can't be interested in eating sweet potatoes anymore. But those fragrant and crisp fried potato chips and soft and sweet cooked dried potatoes are still my favorite.

Mid-Autumn Festival is the most solemn traditional festival in autumn and even the whole autumn. Villagers will give up their busy farm work, buy moon cakes and cook a hearty meal to comfort their families. When we were young, the moon cakes we could eat were sesame moon cakes, which were filled with hard candy and sprinkled with flour ash and a thin layer of sesame seeds. You can buy ten moon cakes for about one yuan, but now we eat moon cakes for more than ten yuan or even dozens of yuan, but we can't find the sweet taste of moon cakes when we were children. At that time, before the Mid-Autumn Festival, my parents would buy some such moon cakes from the supply and marketing cooperative six miles away and give them to my grandmother. When they send it, they will inevitably add some fresh pork and fish. The Mid-Autumn Festival is particularly rich in food. You can usually eat meat and fish, and sometimes you can kill chickens. In the evening, my mother will smile and hand me two moon cakes for me to enjoy the moon. There is a small terrace in front of the hall, and there is a big bitter plum tree in front of it. When the weather is fine, this is the best place for us to enjoy the cool and get together. My uncle, sister and cousins often chat here. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, there are always many people in Pingli. Everyone was talking and laughing while eating delicious moon cakes. Looking at the bright moon on the horizon, talking about WU GANG and Chang 'e in the moon, and the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl on the edge of the Milky Way, it's fun. At that time, uncles, sisters and cousins will lead us to play a game to see who can count 24 stars in one breath. Is to face the stars, take a deep breath, and then say loudly: a star in the sky, a star on the ground, see which one can count twenty-four stars in one breath? One star, two stars, three stars ... twenty-four stars. If you don't take a breath in the middle, you will win after counting, and if you take a breath, you will lose. The game seems simple, but it often makes us happy.

In autumn, after school or Sunday, I can also do some work for my family. I have a share in harvesting late rice, picking cotton and collecting firewood on the mountain. I remember most clearly that what I did most at that time was a series of things related to sweet potatoes. Sweet potatoes are food for the poor. Just choose a spring day after the rain, cut the sweet potato vines into several inches long sweet potato seedlings, put them in wet and soft soil and put them in a small cellar with soil fertilizer in advance, and the sweet potato seedlings will survive. From transplanting to harvesting, except when the sweet potato seedlings grow to several feet long, they need to be lifted in different directions, and weeds are removed by the way, and basically no additional energy is needed. Digging sweet potatoes in autumn is another important job after late rice harvest. You have to cut all the sweet potato vines first. After several months of sunshine and rain, most of the sweet potato vines at this time will grow to more than a dozen feet long. Vines are intertwined and inextricably linked. It takes a lot of effort to pull it out, then bundle it up and carry it home, and hang it under the eaves in front of and behind the house to dry, so that livestock will not go without food in the cold winter, because sweet potato vines are excellent feed for pigs and cattle. It didn't help much for me to dig sweet potatoes in the production team, but my father and sister and I dug sweet potatoes in the private plot. After cutting off the potato vines, my father and sister dug in front, so I removed the soil from the potatoes and put them in the laundry basket or basket. Whenever I dig a particularly big sweet potato, my father and sister will be surprised, look around happily, and then laugh. After picking sweet potatoes home, put them in a ventilated place and let them collect pulp. Then, screen sweet potatoes, some of which are stored in the cellar to supplement winter food, and some of which are reserved for potato seeds in the coming year; Part of it is processed into sweet potato vermicelli, which can be used for cooking or replacing rice; Part of it is used to dry all kinds of dried sweet potatoes, which can be used as snacks or added to the pot at an appropriate time to form the staple food of our three meals a day together with rice. The remaining roots and small sweet potatoes are the best nutrition for pigs. There are many other processes for processing vermicelli, making dried sweet potatoes, and most of the cleaning tasks of sweet potatoes are undertaken by me. I can't remember how many sweet potatoes I cleaned up at home, and sometimes I helped my grandmother clean up, so I won praise from my family and neighbors.

In autumn in my hometown, there will be a lot of rice in every household's granary, the corners of the room and even the bedrooms will be filled with sweet potatoes, the laundry baskets and sieves will be filled with all kinds of dried potatoes, the beds will be filled with golden pumpkins and cucumbers, the ground will be filled with cotton sacks, peanuts and beans will join in the fun, dry firewood will be piled all over the house, and straw will be piled up on the top of the pigsty .. Houses that are not wide can be crowded everywhere, but villagers can.

A symphony of harvest ripples in everyone's heart, and countless fruits verify the labor value of everyone after hard work. After the harvest, there will soon be a piece of new green in the field, and the bed full of wheat seedlings will gradually cover the field like a green carpet; Rapeseed breeds new life, and green seedlings emerge from the ground; Many unknown wild vegetables and autumn plants are growing heartily and continue to write the glory of the earth. These young plants carry the new hopes of the villagers and go straight to the next spring. Chunhua Qiushi, fragrant, and so on. In the autumn season, the villagers' joy of coming out of generate because of the bumper harvest has been engraved in my heart, which is the simplest and sweetest laughter in the world; In the autumn season, the villagers have sown new seeds of hope and look forward to more fruitful and gratifying results in the coming year!

In autumn in my hometown, there are no fiery maple trees, beautiful chrysanthemums with pleasant fragrance, orchards filled with fragrance and sparkling autumn waters, but in my heart, that is the truly beautiful autumn. At this point, I can't help thinking: Why is autumn in my hometown so unforgettable? Because that scenery made me pay the truest love and condensed my truest feelings; I paid, gained and hoped there!

Life, if you want to have a more valuable and meaningful autumn, why not? After experiencing the charm of spring and the splendor of summer, the autumn life will have the dual pride of career and family, even if it is ordinary, it will also have a mature, indifferent, calm and quiet. And isn't this the most precious "wealth" in life? In autumn, we may have a dream of spring, and people who live in spring will certainly have a yearning for autumn!