A poem praising eggplant

1. Poems praising eggplant 1. Slaughter green husk officer, look round.

Why do you want to have the same hobbies? Yuan listened to it generally. -Zheng Songqing Zhi's eggplant

2, the quinoa plate is full of energy, and your dish is better than silver.

When salt comes to Korea, my mouth is full of flavor and I feel full of melons. Song. Huang Tingjian's Four Silver Eggplants Sent by Xie Yang

3, where planting is convenient, it is also appropriate to go to Caolai. If you are ashamed of tableware, don't be stingy.

Rain and dew are timely, and wind and frost are indestructible. Make it fundamentally stable and see that it will be restored. -Wang Yuan Mian's "Planting Eggplants"

4, the purple head is like a turtle, and it is not blue-purple.

Look at the color of eggplant carefully, and the big legs are even more strange. -Song Jiasidao's "On Purple Blue"

I planted eggplant yesterday and winter melon today.

The river is full, whose home is the moon. Song. Interpretation of Five Poems

2. Praise the poem "Xie Hui Chili Sauce". Vegetables

Year: Song Author:

Confucius loved vegetable soup, and he would never eat it without sauce.

Mr. Wang has been holding the sauce for a long time, which is precious and shameful.

If there is millet in the bottle, it is worth looking forward to. Who pity Tao to receive the reward?

I hope you don't be a nobody, lest Dongpo borrow sauce.

"I heard that the East Lake lotus is in full bloom, so I have never been to Zheng."

Time: Song Author: Once upon a time

What you said in Jinzishan is beyond your horizon.

Ah, east of the city, a mirror is so big.

If you are not in your present state, you will face the Bohai Sea.

Knowing the lake is wide and feeling the well.

Wu used gauze in the morning and evening, and Wei Dai in the evening.

He has never been an official, just to beat people.

Clear the water, and wash the chest, bad mood.

If only I had let the boat fly yesterday.

Jasper is surrounded by pure submerged mountains, and stones are scattered everywhere.

In Zheng Guangwen, the population is sparse.

Wei Yang's colleagues are only glad that this Weng has come.

Only 10 thousand red makeup today, leaning against the green cover one by one.

Liu Yin painted a boat casually, and the lotus leaves circled the crowd.

In temples and meditation chairs, vegetables are syntactic.

Because of the double carp, be careful not to owe poetry debt.

"Long rain destroys the wall garden, and vegetables become poems."

Year: Ming Author: Liu Ji

At the end of the year, I forced jackals to drift to the countryside.

If the bag is exhausted, the kettle will remain unchanged.

Open the border to grow vegetables and lend them to Dutch landlords.

Morning brings childishness, and tree art bows and bends.

Zan is really tired, and eggplant flowers are also vying to vomit.

The fish broke up, and it was saved by this.

Hate Taiwan blows dry rivers, and it only rains for ten days.

The deep spring surges to the yin sinus, and the high mound moves to repair the blockage.

Cangteng presses the sediment, while Zhu Bao buries the mang.

Desolate and purple, it is a rotten fungus.

When the singular value is in danger, you dare not take it when you are full.

Heaven and earth are poor, and every family is poor.

Moss is full of decaying walls, and the sky leans against the column in the sunset.

3. What poems praise vegetables?

Xie Hui Chili sauce, etc.

Year: Song Author:

Confucius loved vegetable soup, and he would never eat it without sauce.

Mr. Wang has been holding the sauce for a long time, which is precious and shameful.

If there is millet in the bottle, it is worth looking forward to. Who pity Tao to receive the reward?

I hope you don't be a nobody, lest Dongpo borrow sauce.

"I heard that the East Lake lotus is in full bloom, so I have never been to Zheng."

Time: Song Author: Once upon a time

What you said in Jinzishan is beyond your horizon.

Ah, east of the city, a mirror is so big.

If you are not in your present state, you will face the Bohai Sea.

Knowing the lake is wide and feeling the well.

Wu used gauze in the morning and evening, and Wei Dai in the evening.

He has never been an official, just to beat people.

Clear the water, and wash the chest, bad mood.

If only I had let the boat fly yesterday.

Jasper is surrounded by pure submerged mountains, and stones are scattered everywhere.

In Zheng Guangwen, the population is sparse.

Wei Yang's colleagues are only glad that this Weng has come.

Only 10 thousand red makeup today, leaning against the green cover one by one.

Liu Yin painted a boat casually, and the lotus leaves circled the crowd.

In temples and meditation chairs, vegetables are syntactic.

Because of the double carp, be careful not to owe poetry debt.

"Long rain destroys the wall garden, and vegetables become poems."

Year: Ming Author: Liu Ji

At the end of the year, I forced jackals to drift to the countryside.

If the bag is exhausted, the kettle will remain unchanged.

Open the border to grow vegetables and lend them to Dutch landlords.

Morning brings childishness, and tree art bows and bends.

Zan is really tired, and eggplant flowers are also vying to vomit.

The fish broke up, and it was saved by this.

Hate Taiwan blows dry rivers, and it only rains for ten days.

The deep spring surges to the yin sinus, and the high mound moves to repair the blockage.

Cangteng presses the sediment, while Zhu Bao buries the mang.

Desolate and purple, it is a rotten fungus.

When the singular value is in danger, you dare not take it when you are full.

Heaven and earth are poor, and every family is poor.

Moss is full of decaying walls, and the sky leans against the column in the sunset.

Shepherd's purse: partridge sky by Xin Qiji

On strangers, soft mulberry branches and oriental silkworm eggs have been born.

The fine grass in Pinggang sings yellow calves, and the crow in the cold forest at sunset.

The mountains are far and near, the roads are inclined, and the green slate sells wine with people.

Peaches and plums in the city are worried about the wind and rain, and shepherd's purse is spent in the stream in spring.

Folium Artemisiae Argyi and Chinese chives: Su Song Dongpo s Farewell to Van der Road;

I gradually felt that the east wind was chilly, and Artemisia annua tried spring vegetables.

Think of Gyeongju thousands of miles away, the clouds are light and the wind is light, the grass is long and the snow is long.

Cucumber: Su Shi of Huanxisha

Clothes and towels rustle with jujube flowers, and cars ring in the south and north of the village.

Cow clothes and ancient willows sell cucumbers. The road is long and sleepy,

The Japanese expert was thirsty for tea and knocked at the door to ask the savage.

A Tour of Song Lu —— A Papaya Play with Double Reality

Xuancheng embroidered melons have strange fragrance and are occasionally placed on the pillow. What is the common use of six roots? I smell my nose instead of my tongue.

Leek: Du Fu's Gift to Wei Ba and Chu Shi.

Spring chives are cut in the night rain, and brown rice is cooked fresh in a special way.

Gao Qi's leek

The bud is still wet, covering the wisps of smoke.

A few nights, an old friend came to the bed to cut the spring rain.

Shepherd's purse: partridge sky by Xin Qiji

Peaches and plums in the city are worried about the wind and rain, and shepherd's purse is spent in the stream in spring.

Artemisia capillaris and leek:

"I gradually feel the east wind cold, and Artemisia annua tries the spring plate." Su Shi

pumpkin

Wu Zuguang's Pumpkin Poems

Bitterness and happiness are interlinked, and life is like a dream.

Qiu Guang is infinitely good, but melons always grow red.

pea

Cao Zhi's Pea Poems

Boil beans and burn beans, and the beans cry in the kettle.

We are born from the same root, so why should we speculate with each other?

Wuzhou Capsella-Gao Lishi

Two Beijings are sold by the catty, and five streams are not picked.

Although summer is different, the smell remains the same.

Su Dongpo:

"The cold in the north is not over yet, and the pineapple under the snow is like a real armor."

Potatoes, cabbages and tomatoes have unparalleled nutrition.

Everyone meets at the dinner table every day, eating health and beauty.

The jade plug scares the night, and Jinqiao stops raising the bonfire. At the beginning of the nest, Arge phoenix drives Dinghu dragon.

The door and throat are full of drums, and the bell is ringing at night. I am a small official, and I want to seal the East by mistake.

The sentence praising vegetables is 1. Winter melon, although he is fat, the flesh inside is crystal clear, sweet and delicious It can also play a role in cooling down and reducing fire, and it can also play a role in losing weight!

2, tomato, his appearance is red, like a small lantern, very cute. It contains a lot of vitamins and protein. Whether eaten raw or cooked, its pulp tastes as sweet and delicious.

3, black and white mushrooms, dark brown mushrooms, white cabbage ... all contain a lot of nutrition. Although some vegetables are ugly, they all contain different nutrients.

Cucumber is one of the most common vegetables. It has sharp thorns, as if to guard against those insects that invade it. Its flowers are yellow, small and beautiful. Its leaves are fat and thick, but in order to help the cucumber grow up, they gave it their own nutrients, so the leaves withered in autumn.

Pepper contains many vitamins, but it is very spicy. Its flowers are white, quiet and elegant. Its leaves are small, but they are as green as jade. Peppers are divided into morning pepper and persimmon pepper. Persimmon peppers are short, but morning peppers are tall, so morning peppers are hotter than persimmon peppers.

6. Pumpkin is the "infiltrator" in vegetables. Its flowers are big and yellow, which people first found when they looked at it. Its leaves are light green, as green as new grass.

7. You see, the cucumber is covered with small pimples. It's crisp, sweet and delicious to take a bite.

8. You see, those from Huang Chengcheng, Huang Chengcheng and Huang Chengcheng are green and handsome, and farmers' uncles are particularly fond of them. Cooking is tender, fragrant and delicious, and everyone loves it.

9. Look, all kinds of vegetables on the store shelves are attracting your attention. Extra-large winter melon is like a big shell, cucumber like fritters goes straight and waits for a while, eggplant like broadsword is bright purple, and there are carrots and green cabbage. Really beautiful!

10, cucumber is turquoise when tender. The whole body is covered with tender thorns, just like a mace, which is covered with a thin layer of white gauze, also known as "frost", which can be used to distinguish whether it is fresh or not. After a period of time, the "wrinkles" with yellow in the green climbed on its forehead, and finally the whole body turned yellow, indicating that the cucumber was "old" and had the feeling of "getting old", so some people called it "cucumber".

1 1. Cucumber is fresh and delicious. Put it in your mouth and take a bite. Don't mention how comfortable it is!

12. Cucumbers have different shapes. Some are straight, like sticks; Some ends are a little bent, just like a naughty tail; Some are curved, like the crescent moon coming out on duty at night.

13. Most vegetables grow in soil. There are some hanging on vines. Vegetables can grow better in bright sunlight.

14, vegetables are a huge treasure house of nutrition. It is an indispensable source of nutrition for human beings. All kinds of vegetables contain minerals and vitamins needed by human body.

15, vegetables are divided into two categories, one is only eaten as vegetables; The other can be eaten as both vegetables and fruits.

I hope I can help you!

5. Records about Eggplant Which cultivated eggplants originated from wild eggplants?

As early as in Shan Hai Jing, "eggplant pu" was mentioned, indicating that eggplant is widely distributed in the natural environment of China. According to the survey, wild eggplant is widely distributed in the mountainous areas of southwest China, including Jinsha River basin, such as Ganzi and Dukou at the border of Sichuan and Yunnan, and there are edible perennial eggplant trees in Xishuangbanna.

As early as the Jin Dynasty, there was a record of eggplant trees in "Southern Vegetation", which said: "... the perennial roots of eggplant planted for three to five years grew longer and the trunk became a big tree. When summer and autumn are ripe, the ladder tree will pick it. " Wild Solanum plants include Solanum, Zizania and Solanum.

Distributed in tropical areas of Lingnan. The history of eggplant cultivation in China is very long, and many varieties have been formed, some of which were introduced from neighboring countries. For example, Indian eggplant was introduced to Chinese mainland through the Western Regions about five centuries ago.

According to "Materia Medica Yi Yan" in the Song Dynasty, "Silla (present-day Korea) produced a kind of eggplant, which looked like a chicken, with a pale purplish color and a long and sweet stalk. Today it is found all over China. " The introduction of exotic eggplant varieties has increased the variety, fruit shape and fruit color variation of eggplant in China.

6. Sentences praising garden style 1. Sometimes, the wind is an emotion, a lost emotion, just like the bitterness in a strong wind. Sometimes, the wind is like a mood. After the wind blows, it may leave traces, and the pain will stay in my heart.

2. Lin Qiu stopped, and the autumn wind painted the mountains with colorful colors like a magic pen. In the sound of autumn leaves, the fragrance of autumn leaves is accompanied by the cool breeze, wiping your face, caressing your shoulders and waist and washing your heart. This simple breathing is an endless pleasure. No wonder Mr. Ge Hong chanted "the fragrance of vanilla is strong, and the power of the breeze is also good", which made him feel it!

3, autumn wind, blowing the fragrance of soil and fruit. You see, it makes Sister Apple blush, Grandpa Eggplant bends down, and the oranges swell up ... Anyone who sees these fresh fruits can't help but want to take a bite.

4. Song Yu, a Chu man, said in "Feng Fu": Wind is the spirit of heaven and earth, and it goes with the flow, neither high nor low. This language is undoubtedly the best interpretation of the wind. Listen to the wind with your heart, not your ears, because the wind is spiritual, and only with your heart can you appreciate the charm of the wind and knowledge.

5. Cross the old street and come to a dilapidated building. This famous poem has been handed down through the ages. "When is the moon in spring flowers? What do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country was miserable in the middle of the month ... "It was him-Li Yu who walked up the stairs. He sat there looking at the white moon and drinking alone. He saw the rise and fall of the country, heard the sad songs in the wind, and smartly raised his glass and drank it off. Finally, he died in a small building, and the wind brought his soul back to that distant old country.

6. The wind is mild. It likes to gently touch the people it sees, without any impatience, which makes people very comfortable. The grass was touched and became stronger; The windmill was touched and turned quickly; Dandelion was moved and flew away with it; The children were very moved and felt particularly cool. It is nicknamed spring by people. Wherever you go, you will be full of vitality. Where there is spring, there will be a fairyland on earth, making it more beautiful.

7. The wind blows the clouds, the air is humid, the dew moistens the plants on the earth, and the wind shakes them, showing vitality. Standing on the maple leaf, listening to the sound of "creaking, creaking" and watching the wind comb the fluffy feathers of birds, I can't help feeling: "The autumn wind is really beautiful."

7. What are the poems praising sorghum? 1. There is a legend in the countryside that a member planted sorghum in five acres of land. Later, it actually grew into a big tree, almost cool under the swaying ear-Su Jin umbrella.

2. A slight twist of sorghum grains is red sorghum wine. It's not an ancestral coarse porcelain bowl. How can it be worthy of your blood and spirituality? -Su Jin umbrella

There are still people in Bai Yunsheng, which is far from Hanshan Stone Path. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. The autumn wind is colorful, and sorghum is chosen as the nib. Clear water expresses lofty, while white clouds relate to poetry. The grouse spread its wings to reflect the emerald green, and the reed duck flew into the sky on the waves. Climb high and shout, and the weather is myriad. -Du Mu

4. Growth performance is drought-tolerant and bitter-tolerant, and the rain comes to drink leaves to grow hair. In early autumn, children are tall and graceful, and humble and mature people boast. Dead trees and green grass

Red sorghum is like countless torches, reflecting the sky. Flaming sorghum ears are full of pearl-like fruits, nodding and smiling at hardworking people in the breeze. anonymous

6. The beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers is a triumph, and the comments are recorded in Gaomi. Half of the heroes are in Tengchong, and they are full of blood. Take a few photos of the cloister, and nine liters of spirits are intoxicating. The spring breeze is warm and rich, and ten thousand mu of red beams are plastic jade que. anonymous

7. Should sorghum be punished for its frivolity in the first half of its life, or should it not hand over all the bargaining seeds? anonymous

8. In the fields where sorghum, corn and millet are densely packed, this song rings the sound of autumn insects, and the fruit is occasionally accompanied by a few pieces, blowing the ground intermittently, like a cold eggplant. Willow branches hang quietly on the side of the road, and the shadows cover the winding path of weeds. anonymous

9. Stones are still reasonable, and trees are still branches. Life is not a stone, don't be silent for a long time. Trouble came to the vestibule and looked up at the clouds. Clouds follow the long wind wherever they go. Sometimes the clouds are fixed, and the wanderer has gone and never returned. Sorghum began to return to Yan, and sorghum was already sad. Life is not bitter, but the dead look like this. What happened? Shang Shan took the cheese. Wang Shouren

10. Agger He Weiwei, sorghum enters the sky. The ladder is twelve times as heavy, in the middle of the sky. When I am the North Star, I will see the Lisu mine. The breeze is sparse and auspicious clouds fly. When I was on it, I looked around clearly. Mountains and rivers are distant and gloomy, and the universe is boundless. Weifeng has gone away, and groups of kites are flying. I am wandering when I think of Xuanyuan's home. Xu Youzhen

8. The poem describing tomatoes is that the mulberry leaves are green and the persimmon leaves are half red.

Rural women had better know the seasons, and Fu Tian had better wear clothes in autumn. -Interpretation of Bai Juyi's "Send Inside": As soon as the mulberry leaves are pulled out, you will leave. When the persimmon leaves are half red, you haven't come back. (1) It is best for village women to know the seasons and solve the problem of their husbands washing clothes in other places.

Looking at the sea tower in the distance, the morning is bright and the river bank is white. That night, he should be recruited into the temple and hide with Liu Sechun.

Tea brocade praises persimmons, and green flag sells wine and pears. Who opens the southwest road of Lake Temple? The grass-green skirt is inclined at the waist.

-Interpretation of Bai Juyi's "Hangzhou Spring Watch": Wanghailou is bathed in bright morning glow, and the berm shines with white sand on sunny days. In the middle of the night, the sound of waves reached the soldiers' temple, and the dark flowers were hidden in the Su family.

Skillful hand-woven persimmon silk cloth, bought wine, and took advantage of the early spring pear blossoms. Who built the southwest road leading to the Lake Temple? The grassy area looks like a beautiful woman's skirt.

At dawn, the stars appeared, and at night, the sun hung up. This is a legacy, and it is self-protection.

-Interpretation of Liu Yuxi's Ode to Red Persimmons: Seeing red persimmons accompanied by faint sunshine and stars, I think they are outstanding and lovely, and the sunshine hangs at night. I want to see red persimmons absorb the essence of the sun and the moon. It's beautiful, beautiful. Because of this, the red persimmon with the essence of the sun and the moon has the function of protecting the sky beyond its own image or appearance. If an individual can do one thing wholeheartedly and absorb the essence, then one day he can do something.

Persimmon leaves are covered with red autumn flowers, and clothes are flooded in the furnace. Song Feng dreamed of meeting an old friend and driving Hong Fei across Kyushu.

-Interpretation of Huang Tingjian's "Wake Up": Persimmon leaves are covered with courtyards, and the trees are covered with fiery persimmons to set off the fiery autumn. Facing the wind blowing from pine trees, I dreamed of meeting an old friend and rushing to Kyushu.

Sunset sets in Western jackdaw, and geese return in the autumn wind. At sunrise, the water floats, and the rosy clouds reflect Jiang Fei.

White reeds spit out the mainland, and red tomatoes in the garden have thin leaves. Changsha low wetland is not a ready-made September.

-Interpretation of Chang Dang's "Two Poems in the Middle of Pu Zhong Road": A record before and after the white reed was spit in the continent, and the tomato leaves in the garden were sparse: make full use of the poems of the Tang Dynasty and highlight the poems describing the evening scenery of Yueyang in the later period. The first sentence is that the water is full of sunshine, and the second sentence is the humble wetland in Changsha. The clothes in September are not ready yet, but they echo before and after. The evening scenery is set in Western jackdaw in the west, and the autumn wind goes to the wild goose. At sunrise, the water floats, and the rosy clouds reflect Jiang Fei.

White reeds spit out the mainland, and red tomatoes in the garden have thin leaves. Changsha low wetland is not a ready-made September.

At the end of the poem, the writing style is unique. Look for the sentence "White reed flowers blossom in the continent, red persimmon leaves are sparse in the garden", and master Zhang Jun's award-winning classic poem from the last sentence of Tang poetry. Resources: China Poetry Network:/.

9. The sentence praising the harvest is 1. The golden wind is cool, the sky is clear and Wan Li, the harvest is in full swing, and the autumn scenery is pleasant. It should be fruitful and fruitful.

2, the joy of harvesting every year is like the honey of life, which nourishes the hard work of a year and drives away the exhaustion and tiredness of the body. The harvest has become a joy full of expectations for the coming year.

There is a big tree nearby, which is covered with yellow leaves. When the wind blows, the yellow leaves fall, just like stamps. There are a group of children under the big tree, some are picking leaves; Some are playing hide and seek; Others are catching crickets, and everyone is happy.

4. In the field, golden millet is bent with a smile, as if telling people that the harvest is coming soon; Red sorghum kept nodding. It seems to be waving to people passing by.

I saw a farmer's uncle holding a sickle and waving a golden millet upward, and he fell down magically. Miss Qiu came to the garden quietly, singing a cheerful song.

Chrysanthemums are colorful, white, yellow and purple. They stood in a neat line, smiling faces in full bloom, and Xiang Qiu girls kept waving ... Bundles of sweet-scented osmanthus were flourishing and bent, some were white, some were gold and some were red, and they were miles inside and outside, with strong fragrance.

6. As soon as a person's youth is over, there will be a mature period as beautiful as autumn. At this time, the fruit of life, like cooked rice, is waiting for harvest in a beautiful and calm atmosphere. 7. Miss Qiu came to the orchard, and the fruit farmers were putting red apples, yellow pears, orange bananas and persimmons like red lanterns into the basket.

Many baskets were filled with all kinds of fruits, and the fruit farmers showed satisfied smiles on their faces. 8. Looking around, the orchard is beautiful, just like an autumn picture. The fruit trees are covered with all kinds of "colored lights", and the dense branches and leaves of grapes spread around, just like setting up a green pavilion. Grape racks are covered with clusters of grapes, red, blue and bright, like pearls.

Red oranges are in groups, head to head, face to face, as if whispering there. The most mouth-watering is the pear in Huang Chengcheng, which is as golden as a small lantern.

Look at those heavy and red apples. They are bright and red, just like the bright smiling faces of children. They are so cute. 9. Autumn, a beautiful season, a harvest season, a golden season, is as desirable as a spring full of flowers, as enthusiastic as a hot summer, and as charming as a snowy winter.

10, Miss Qiu went to corn again, and the corn husk opened its mouth, revealing full corn kernels. The farmer's uncle began to harvest corn, and a truckload of corn was transported home. The farmer's uncle's face showed the joy of harvest.

1 1. In the field, when the rice was ripe, everyone bent over with laughter. From a distance, there is gold everywhere.

They bow to you like gentlemen, and like shy little girls, they don't want to look up Corn saw the farmer's uncle's smile and grinned.

The previous one, the next one, the left one and the right one, like playing hide-and-seek with the farmer's uncle. Ah! In autumn, your food is really rich! 12, I came to the orchard with the joy of autumn. There are many fruits in the orchard, including red apples, which are round, sour and sweet.

There are pears in Huang Chengcheng, which are fragrant and sweet, just like gourds. A gust of wind blew. Look at those pears. You squeeze me and I squeeze you, as if playing a game.

13, in the orchard, a string of purple heads are facing the pearls, which makes people droop at a glance; Apples are like little red lanterns, and their mouths are full of fragrance. The farmer's uncle answered and said, "Ha ha! What a bumper year! " 14. On the ground, it is red and bright. On the lawn, it was trapped by red light, and the grass struggled to grow, trying to break through the red light; The same is true of trees. The brick house is stained with red light and enjoys it contentedly. The mirror-flat lake was red as blood, and it smiled contentedly.

15 Look, the fruit in the orchard is waving to us! Apple blushes, pomegranate wobbles on the tree, oranges are like golden lanterns, and grapes are red and purple. () All kinds of fruits are squeezed and touched, as if to say, "Pick me, pick me, my meat is delicious!" 16, and rural areas are no exception. Sorghum hung down as if kissing 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.

17. Looking at the vegetable garden behind the yard of small farmers, it is also a scene of bumper harvest. Lush and tender vegetables cover the border fields tightly, tomatoes snore, and even eggplant girls wear purple clothes, which is really lovable. There is a string of beans on the shelf. Chili is as red as charcoal, carrots are exposed in the ground, Chinese cabbage is like a fat doll, and cucumbers are so green that they will drip. Crowds of bees are singing a ditty in a low voice and dancing for butterflies on golden cauliflower.

18, the field was harvested, the rice was bent like a sickle, and the soybeans were harvested. The corn bared its teeth happily.

The farmer said, "This year is really a bumper harvest." The fruit is ripe, too You push and I touch oranges and apples for people to pick.

19, in autumn and October, the sparse leaves on the tree are as dry as dry tobacco leaves. Mother Earth opened her broad mind, as if welcoming a child who came back from a hug. The fallen leaves returned to her arms and slept sweetly with the earth.

20. In the distant fields, golden rice is ripe, just like a golden ocean; The fiery red sorghum was blown by the wind and nodded frequently in the field; Peach is big and red, like a little monkey's ass; The golden corn opened a sweet smile; A gust of autumn wind blows, pears are fragrant, apples are sweet, and there are many sweet flavors hidden in the autumn wind. 2 1, you see, the rice in the farmland is bent with laughter, the sorghum is holding a flaming torch, the corn is so happy that it shows rhubarb teeth, the cotton is so fat that it squeezes out the white body, and the farmer's uncle is also immersed in the joy of harvest.

22. The ears of rice in Huang Chengcheng are hung with heavy heads, the cotton peaches are like small trees, and the full tidbits are like eggs. Ah, not rice fields, but an ocean of gold; Not a cotton field, but a world of silver.

A poem praising the harvest: 1, plant a millet in spring and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn. -"Two Antiques/Two Peasants" (Tang) 2. Bamboo is everywhere in autumn, and there are cool Wuling pines.

-"Looking at Qinchuan" Li Zhi (Tang) 3, Yuhong durian demolition, new autumn green. -"Tian Jia" Wang Wei (Tang) 4. It is better to make a hole than to make a stone.