Grandma has two tall yellow willow trees. Accompanied by the autumn wind, she playfully swings on the notes, and then flies lightly to the earth like a small butterfly with golden wings. Walking into the hut, clusters of chrysanthemums appeared in front of us. They are colorful, changeable, colorful and inspiring. On the left side of the small room, two stacks of Huang Cancan's big sticks are chubby and neatly arranged in the sun. The one-meter-high soybean seedlings on the right are basking in the sun and jumping out of the pods one by one. Soybeans of different sizes fell to the ground, round and golden, just like golden beans. From time to time, a few beans jumped out of the pod and fell to the ground, then somersaulted and rolled, looking naughty and lovely. In front of the main house hung several strings of fiery red peppers, just like teams of little girls, dancing in green hats and red skirts. All this makes the hut particularly beautiful. Behind the main house, apples and jujubes are covered with branches like red lanterns, telling people this beautiful season and celebrating this colorful autumn. I looked up and saw the blue sky scrubbed by the autumn wind. At this time, there was a cry in the sky. It was a group of wild geese lined up in a "human" shape, flapping their wings and flying south.
How charming autumn is! If you come here, you will be deeply intoxicated by this beautiful scenery. I like this fruity and colorful farmhouse.