A sentence praising Qiuguo

The sentence praising the fruit of autumn is as follows:

1, autumn is a season full of fruits and harvest. A gust of autumn wind blew, and the smell was intoxicating.

2. Hey? How did Miss Qiu fly to dinner again this time? It turned out that she opened the cosmetic box again and turned the rice into golden yellow with gold powder. Look, the rice in the field is golden yellow, as if the field is full of gold!

The beige pear is as yellow as a layer of gold powder. From a distance, it hangs there like a gourd, golden.

It's autumn, it's autumn, Shan Ye is a beautiful picture. Grapes hang purple necklaces, bananas build curved bridges, peppers spread red carpets and maple leaves fan red fans.

Harvest makes the field more beautiful, magnificent and joyful. Snow-white cotton, golden ears of grain, red sorghum and golden corn have all brought people infinite joy.

6. When autumn comes to the field, the rice in the field quickly salutes. Thank you for dedicating yourself to the autumn people. Autumn brings happiness to the fields! What a good heart in autumn!

7. Autumn is silent, beyond the footsteps of light, with the hope and joy of harvest. The rice is ripe. The riverside of golden paddy fields is covered with rice and bearings, which is a farmer's dream for a year.

8. The sparkling rice in the paddy field produces golden waves, like autumn wind, like green plants, and even like sparkling birds in sparkling dew.

9. Look at the farmers' uncles on the threshing floor, and transport cotton, wheat, soybeans and corn to the east, west, north and south of the motherland with their diligent hands, so that people everywhere can know the joy of the countryside.

10. There are golden rice, purple eggplant, red apples and pears in the orchard in autumn.

1 1. Autumn is coming and the crops are ripe. There is a piece of golden rice bent heavily in the field. The crystal grapes hang on the trees like purple crystals, and the sorghum in Huang Cancan is piled up like a hill.

12, the countryside is no exception, and sorghum hangs down as if to kiss the earth. In the wheat field, the ears of wheat are full and golden. When the wind blows, the wheat waves roll, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

13, autumn is the harvest season. I can't help thinking of the golden pear at home. I really want to take a bite and the sweet juice will flow into your heart. Ah, autumn is yellow!

14, look around, which farmer doesn't plant a few trees at his door. In autumn, the persimmons on the branches are clear and distant, like red lanterns hanging on trees.

15. In the paddy field, the full ears of rice are full of mature joy, bending over, hunching their backs and lowering their heads, like a model of modesty for successful people.