The scenery of the fields in autumn

Sentences describing the harvest scene in the fields in autumn

When the autumn wind blows on your cheeks, in the paddy field, the full ears of rice are full of mature joy, bending over, hunching over and lowering your head. It seems to be a model of modesty for successful people. Autumn has come, fruitful, crisp, and a mature breath is coming. All this is a magical canvas-nature, carefully sketched out with lines of different thicknesses and colorful pigments. I love autumn, love the tranquility of autumn, love the simplicity of autumn, and love the nobility of autumn.

The autumn wind blows across the fields, turning yellow rice into golden yellow, bending over with laughter. Only in this way can people feel the sweetness of labor and the joy of harvest. The farmers in the field, whose smiles are tanned by the sun, don't know how much sweat they have shed. Now that a bumper harvest is in sight, can it not make people happy?

In the paddy field, a piece of rice in Huang Chengcheng turns up with the autumn wind, and in the green vegetable field, the full leaves are shining with crystal dew.

The rice is ripe and the earth is boiling. The farmer took a sickle and drove his motorcycle back and forth in the field. The rumbling sound resounded through my ears, and the fields were full of busy people. Even children follow the adults to help pick up the ears of rice and do some work within their power. Hundreds of flowers compete for spring, and the spring is beautiful. This is people's praise for spring. In fact, autumn is more beautiful, and the colors in autumn are brilliant.

In the hole in the field, the rice is ripe, and it looks like someone has spread a thick layer of gold on the ground. Autumn waves shake the ears of rice, making the heavy ears of rice swing rhythmically, as if the golden mountain is sliding, and the wind and the waves of rice are like moving music.

Fenglin laid a red carpet on the ground. The autumn wind blows, and the maple leaves make a rushing sound, as if clapping hands to celebrate the harvest scene.

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

Qiu took out a small bag from her side and magically took out a lot of fruit and threw it under the stage. There seems to be endless fruit in the bag, which is inexhaustible. Heavy fruits fall to the earth and are covered with golden branches. What a fruitful autumn scenery!

The fields in autumn are busy, the sweat is flowing with joy, and there is a faint smile on the busy and tired cheeks.

The fields in autumn are desolate and rich, just like the smiling face of a peasant woman who has been busy for a year. Deep wrinkles are not only joy, but also sadness.

Yuan Ye in autumn is lofty, vast and sad, but what I love is the most generous feedback from the fields in autumn, the joy of harvest and the lush love.

When the autumn wind rises, the whole field, whether it is plants or weeds or leaves, is swaying, smiling and whispering.

Miss Qiu came to us singing the song of harvest. The sound of machines rumbled in the rice fields, and the harvesters sang songs and shuttled back and forth in the fields, holding the heavy ears of rice in their arms.

In autumn, the seedlings in the rice fields are mature, and the fields are golden everywhere; The leaves on the tree, constantly changing colors, gradually become crimson, pink, reddish, golden, light yellow, orange ... showing rich and colorful. Autumn scenery is as beautiful as fairy tales and dreams. Autumn has come, and the weather is getting cooler every day, as if to tell people that summer has passed and autumn has begun. With the arrival of autumn wind, the colors of leaves of trees are constantly changing, turning yellow and red, and then falling leaves begin. The fields are golden and the gratifying scene of a bumper harvest gives people a feeling of "spring flowers and autumn fruits". In autumn, chrysanthemums are in full bloom and all kinds of chrysanthemums are not to be outdone. They bloom in various ways, and the colors of chrysanthemums are colorful: some are as white as snow, some are as black and purple as black jade, and some are as golden as gold ... It looks elegant and pleasing to the eye. Enjoy the sunshine and rain in summer. In autumn, the rice is ripe and dedicated to the farmers who take good care of them, with a golden smile! In the early autumn of the Great Northern Wilderness, the endless Jin Lang rolled around, and Mi Dou flowed. The rice harvester is busy in the golden paddy field.