Make sentences with sorghum (about 30)

1. In the field, sorghum raised its black, red, black and red face, and corn opened its mouth like listening to teacher Qiu's joke, revealing its gold teeth. The rice is golden yellow, and the breeze blows like golden waves.

2. The countryside is 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.

Autumn is coming and the crops in the field are ripe. Sorghum's face is red, as if she had drunk too much wine; A large piece of golden rice in the distance is like a dazzling pile of gold; The breeze gently blows the wheat, rolling in the fields like golden waves. How beautiful!

Autumn is the season when crops are ripe, and it is also the favorite season of farmers' uncles. Sorghum blushed, corn grinned, Huang Chengcheng's corn grains were like golden beans, Xiaomi smiled and bowed to us, and soybeans were blown away by the wind.

In autumn, sorghum is like a drunk. When the wind came, he was drunk and staggered, and the golden wheat waves continued. The ears of rice are golden, and the shoulders and ears are crowded together; The blooming cotton peaches are like a silver ocean, with clusters of snowflakes floating.

6. Look! Autumn comes to the field, and the fiery sorghum burns like clusters of flames; Snow-white cotton falls from the air in the field like clouds of snowflakes; Golden wheat swelled up in layers with the wind, like a pool of gold, shining with dazzling light.

7. You see, the rice in the farmland is bent with laughter, the sorghum is holding a flaming torch, the corn is happy to show its rhubarb teeth, the cotton is so fat that it squeezes out its snow-white body, and the farmer's uncle is also immersed in the joy of harvest.

8. Sorghum is like a team of "red scarves", quietly observing the surrounding roads.

9. In the sorghum field, strings of soybeans are hung with strings of Huang Cancan pods. Hairy bean leaves with yellow edges. Autumn insects are hiding in it, chirping.

10. Sorghum has been planted all the way, which has grown taller than people's heads and is as green as an endless fence.

1 1. The scorching sunshine dyed the sorghum red, steamed the maple leaves red and scorched the bypass.

12. Some sorghum ears have been bent, and those red, black and yellow sorghum seeds are shiny and bulging, which are really popular.

13. Look, there are sorghum fields there. Sorghum looks drunk and flushed. Here are wheat fields and rice fields.

14. The rice fields in autumn are so lively! Sorghum blushed and smiled. A breeze blew, and sorghum made a rushing noise, as if welcoming Miss Qiu!

15. In the field, the heavy ears of grain bent down with laughter, the sorghum blushed like a drunken boy, the corn with a stick showed rows of neat teeth, and the cotton uncovered its coat to reveal its white underwear. Li's new knowledge. There is a bumper harvest everywhere.

16. A cool autumn wind blew, and groups of sorghum grains stood at the top, swinging their colorful bodies and dancing. They stopped dancing slowly after the autumn wind. There are many crops next to sorghum, there are groups of peanuts underground, and there are sugarcane as dense as trees on the ground. ...

17. Sorghum is smiling and intoxicating, telling the joy of harvest.

18. In autumn, sorghum blushes and corn bends.

19. When many plants are scorched by the scorching sun, only sorghum stubbornly sticks to its waist, and a red wheat grain will be propped up after autumn.

20. Sorghum blushed and bowed his head slightly shyly.

Next to 2 1., 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.

22. Flaming sorghum ears are covered with pearl-like fruits, nodding and smiling at hardworking people in the breeze.

23. Aunt Qiu went into the field and painted the boundless Tanobe golden yellow. The rice has grown taller, the seedlings have matured, the wheat is smiling, the corn is bent with laughter, and the sorghum is red. The farmer's uncle looked at Li Shixinzhi and was happy!

24. Miss Qiu came to the world unconsciously and kept busy as soon as she came. She gave sorghum a red face; Put an orange "skirt" on the corn; Dress the rice in a golden suit. A gust of autumn wind blew, and rice quickly bent down, as if thanking Miss Qiu.

25. As soon as the autumn wind passes, the grains are fragrant. That piece of farmland, from a distance, looks like a thousand waves rolling; Looking carefully, rice bent over with laughter, sorghum turned red and corn was happy.

26. The autumn rain stopped, autumn came and the sun came out. Look, the apple has quietly opened its green leaves. The autumn rain girl is walking in the field. Red sorghum saw Qiuyu girl and looked at herself. She was ashamed and wrapped herself up. Rice saw the autumn rain girl, bent down, as if bowing!

27. The clear sky in late autumn is like an endless calm blue sea; Strong white light jumps in the air, just like microwaves on the sea; At the foot of the mountain, patches of sorghum are always swaying full heads, like fluctuating red water; However, the withered leaves painted the fields with withered colors.

28. Autumn is a harvest season. The fields are full of harvest songs. A gust of wind blew, soybeans shook a loud bronze bell, sorghum raised a flaming torch, and wheat kept nodding. Farmers' uncles even smiled when they saw the achievements of that year.

29. The mountain village in summer is beautiful. When you push the door in the morning, you can see terraced fields like colorful buildings, red sorghum holding up umbrellas, golden ears of rice shaking their heads, and lush sticks grinning.

30. Autumn is a harvest season. Miss Qiu dyed the rice yellow, and the wind blew the icing on the cake. There is a golden ocean in the field, which ripples from time to time. They laughed and danced. Soybeans also accompanied the song, and sorghum nodded frequently. At this time, a paradise was formed in the field.