In the field, golden rice is covered with Shan Ye, as if to put a golden coat on the earth; Red sorghum is like a girl, slightly shy but slim; And corn has opened its mouth, as if to tell the fruits of its victory. Autumn brings people joy with fragrant rice and mature colors. Autumn, I dedicate my hymn to you.
In autumn, the green leaves gradually turn yellow with the passage of time, and some trees even become "bachelor commanders" early. However, there are pine trees and cypress trees, which are still green, showing the true colors of heroes among the fallen leaves of thousands of trees, and there is a gorgeous scene of "frost leaves are red in February flowers". Autumn chrysanthemum is also in full bloom, red as fire, white as snow, yellow as gold, pink as chardonnay, full of vitality in the bleak and monotonous autumn. In autumn, you let me watch the life state of "all kinds of frosty days are idle" in the bleak moment, reminding me of the optimistic and uplifting mental state of generate even in adversity. Autumn, I dedicate my hymn to you.
Autumn is not as colorful as spring, but it is still full of vitality; Autumn is not as enthusiastic as summer, but it still has the same enthusiasm as fire; Autumn is not as quiet as winter, but it is still quiet. Autumn, praise my hymn to you.