What are the fields like in autumn?

1, the fields in autumn are colorful. In the forest, dead leaves fall with the wind, some are dancing in the air like yellow butterflies, and some are flying freely like red dragonflies. Wild flowers are not to be outdone, strings of red are like strings of small bells, which are the most dazzling; Morning glory is like a trumpet, the powder is the most delicate; Wild chrysanthemums have different shapes and the richest colors: yellow as gold, white as snow and purple as grapes. Really beautiful!

2. The fields in autumn are fruitful. The endless paddy fields are covered with fields like golden carpets, and some full-bodied rice look up at the blue sky and sing loudly; Some bow to the earth and sing in a low voice; Some sway with the wind and dance gracefully, showing the joy of harvest. There are also corn tied with a rope, red sorghum and grinning soybeans, playing a cheerful harvest symphony together.

3. The golden rice fluctuates like a golden ocean. When the breeze blows, they seem to be lively and hospitable children, bending down to welcome us. In the distance, some farmers' uncles are cutting rice, and some farmers' uncles are carrying rice home with tractors, and their clothes are soaked with sweat. Looking at the picture in front of me, I finally understood the meaning of the sentence "Who knows that every grain is hard".

In the field, the golden rice bent the rice stalk, as if to repay the kindness of the earth. Black, red, black and red sorghum basks in the sun carefree and looks like a bunch of ripe grapes from a distance. Red persimmons are really like small lanterns.

"This year's harvest is really good!" "Yes, you can have a good life now." It turned out that two farmers' uncles were beaming! Green pepper is really like a naughty boy, hiding behind the leaves for a while and hiding behind his companions for a while.

5.Tanobe found wild chrysanthemum with dandelion beside it. The golden osmanthus fragrance on the roadside behind him smells like a shy little girl hanging her head. Canna is a generous little beauty, not as shy as osmanthus, and several butterflies dance around it.

6. The endless fields are full of golden yellow and fruitful everywhere. The red sorghum bent with laughter is nodding and smiling at me, as if to say, "Welcome to my home."

7. The fields in autumn are full of the joy of harvest. Look! When Sister Corn saw Miss Qiu, she quickly took off her coat and put on a golden dress. She bared her gold teeth with joy. Next to the glittering corn, white flowers are blooming on the branches of cotton, such as sorghum in the sea holding torches, and endless soybeans ringing twice.