1, the field is not wild at all: it has her charm and beauty, like the little flash she shed; Golden, not stingy; The softness of the wind, like her ribbon, flutters in the rice fragrance, pulling the straw, as if fireflies would come out quietly.

2. Walking in the forest early in the morning. Breathing the fresh air with the fragrance of plants and trees, picking a morning glory and climbing in the weeds feels very comfortable. Walking, a poplar leaf suddenly landed at my feet. Fallen leaves? Pick it up and look carefully. At first glance, the green poplar leaves are covered with apricot yellow, and the dry veins stand out, losing their vitality. Look at the Woods under your feet, the fallen leaves are mottled all over the ground. Oh! It turned out that in August, which I didn't want to leave that summer, autumn came.

From a distance, autumn is everywhere in the fields.

4. There is a precocious stick by the river, and a one-foot long stick is hung on the dry yellow straw. The beard of the stick has dried up and the leaves of the stick have dried up. It seems to be broken in a few days.

5, late-maturing branches, standing in a square. On the tall straw, there are two big sticks hanging on one side, and the red stick is proudly stuck. The breeze blew, and Zhan Qing's green stick leaves rustled, making a rustling sound, as if to say: I have grown up! I have grown up!

6. Next to it, several rows of ridge sorghum blushed. The leaves at the roots of sorghum have been torn off by farmers, leaving only a few pairs of leaves at the waist holding red sorghum ears to meet the morning sunshine. The dummy used by farmers to scare sparrows stood majestically, while sparrows stood on the dummy's bald head and looked around. This reminds me of an old uncle's mantra: I'm not afraid of larks playing.

7. In the sorghum field, there are clusters of soybeans and clusters of Huang Cancan pods. Hairy bean leaves with yellow edges. Autumn insects are hiding in it, chirping.

8, overwhelming peanuts, exuberant people squatting inside. The oval peanut leaves are yellowish and the thick branches are not green. The roots at the bottom of peanut seedlings are exposed, and some are stuck in the soil. There are small green horns hanging on the exposed roots. You can see them without digging up the dirt. Roots buried in the soil must be covered with white fat peanut horns. Peanut is the main crop here, and the cost of food and clothing at home depends on the money it gets! An old farmer is leaning over his peanut seedling. Rough hands gently rubbed Ye Er's peanuts, and his face was full of joy of harvest. The sweet potato seedlings crawling on the ground are the most vibrant, and the branches and vines climb forward with their heads held high. But its planting area is very small. The farmers just planted a few trees in the corner to give the children a rare tooth sacrifice.

9. Not far from the jujube forest, red winter jujubes are covered with branches. Winter dates the size of table tennis are round and lovely. Next to the vineyard are colorful, sweet and green Fuji grapes, crystal clear rose-scented grapes, and bright purple Kyoho grapes-ah! What a charming autumn scenery!

10, August, golden season. The lark in the sky is singing, and the field is autumn. Walking in this golden field, how can you not make people happy! Weeds growing in full swing in the field are now covered with a soft carpet, and they are still blooming with small flowers of various colors and dreaming of seeds. The naughty child rolled a few times while the adults were not paying attention, and several low pits appeared on the weeds. Soon, they stood up slowly again. It also gradually turned yellow and became the warm and beautiful autumn clothes of the earth. Soon after, farmers gathered them together again. A big fire this autumn ended their lives, turned them into ashes and enriched the soil. But everyone knows that the spring breeze will blow up a vibrant grassland in the coming year.

1 1, the Sophora japonica flowers all over the mountains are flawless and fragrant.

12, wheat Huang Chengcheng is golden yellow and grows very well. The ears of wheat are like a little girl's braids, bending the waist of the straw.

13, there is a piece of millet in front of us, and the heavy ears of grain are shining like jewels in the sun.

Rape flowers are in full bloom in Huang Chengcheng. Under the spring breeze, layers of Jin Lang surge, emitting a refreshing fragrance.