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How charming the field scenery is in October, like a beautiful picture.

In the early morning, a veil-like mist hung over the fields, as if to give the rice the last moisture. The sun came out and it was golden in front of me. The full ears of rice bowed their heads and bent the rice stalks. Dewdrops hung on the rice grains, shining in the sun, like countless pearls. A gust of wind blew and the rice fluttered with the wind.

After lunch, it seems that someone is silently directing, old people, young people and children. They all happen to coincide, holding silver sickles, leaving home, rushing to the field and starting to grab the harvest. Sweat flowed on their faces and wet their clothes, and they didn't bother to wipe them. "Click click" rang into one piece and merged into an idyllic symphony. How wonderful and cheerful the sound is! You see, the soybean sticks out its round little head in the pod and looks out, as if enjoying a bumper harvest.

Overnight, all the standing rice slept on the floor like a carpet. This field has become very broad. After two or three days, the rice sleeping on the ground disappeared and turned green. Ah! It turned out to be green wheat leaves, much like a lush grassland. Wheat leaves are long and thin, soft and tender. They suck the crystal rain and dew, scrambling to grow, as if they were taller and faster than anyone else.

There is a hole in front of me. I looked up and saw all kinds of vegetables: red peppers, green vegetables, clustered grass heads ... I pulled out a green vegetable with roots like grandpa's beard and leaves and vegetable handles like pieces of table tennis boards.

What a charming Akita!

2. autumn scenery in my hometown field My hometown is a small town in Sanshui City. In autumn, the fields in my hometown are full of harvest scenes. Every National Day, my parents and I will go back to our hometown for a few days, and the beautiful autumn scenery will be displayed in front of us.

The blue sky is as clean as washed sapphire. Autumn wind makes me feel relaxed and happy.

Autumn has covered the fields with gold. Rice fields in Huang Chengcheng are like blankets on the earth. Farmers' uncles are busy harvesting rice. They cut and laughed from their mouths. On the hillside, the mature apple trees are covered with red apples, like small lanterns. Autumn is really a harvest day!

There are many flowers and plants under the apple tree. The grass stretches, looks up and smiles sweetly. A breeze blew, and the small wild flowers shook their bodies, emitting waves of attractive fragrance.

There are several big trees on both sides of the rice field. A breeze blew, and the leaves fell gently and fell into the arms of Mother Earth. They are like butterflies flying in the air. The leaves covered the road with a golden carpet.

Ah, I really love autumn scenery in my hometown!

3. Fields in Spring

After winter, spring came to the earth with light steps. We met everywhere and put on spring clothes. Today, I invited some friends to enjoy Springfield in my hometown.

We walked on the ridge, and the spring breeze blew on our faces, which made us feel very comfortable. Because spring is not as bitter as winter, but slightly chilly. You see, the grass that has been sleeping under our feet for a winter wakes up and sticks its head out of the ground. Although it is only a little light green, it is full of vitality. Some unknown flowers, one cluster after another, were scattered on the ridge of the field.

When I looked up, I saw endless crops. The golden rape blossoms are in full bloom, and the industrious little bees fly here to whisper and where to kiss. And this piece, that piece, shiny green safflower, naturally embroidered with a few small purple flowers, very beautiful. The plucked wheat seedling is like a green carpet, which is thickly spread on the field.

Seeing this scene, I remembered a proverb: a year's plan lies in spring. Ah, this is the hope of farmers' hard work.

I like the fields in my hometown in spring. It is like an unfolding picture, full of poetry. So I happily said to my friends, "It's a pity that I'm not a painter, otherwise I would draw the charming fields in my hometown with colored pens and let them spread out before our eyes forever."

5. Fields in Autumn

Today is Saturday, the weather is fine, the sky is as blue as washing, and only a few clouds are floating in the western sky. On this crisp autumn day, my father and I went to the countryside to visit my grandparents. We passed through the fields.

The fields in autumn are very lively. The soybeans on the roadside shook their pods and gave a loud laugh. Tall and straight cotton trees, yellow leaves, yellow leaves show a snow-white face; From a distance, large tracts of rice sparkle like piles of gold. Looking closely, the heavy rice seedlings bent over with laughter. The autumn wind blows, and this endless rice field is like a golden ocean, with layers of ripples.

There are bamboo poles in the field, and colorful plastic bags are tied to the bamboo poles. When the wind blows, there is a rustling sound. Guess why plastic bags are put in the ground?

Haha, this plastic bag guards the rice field like a scarecrow to prevent pests from eating crops. Did you guess right?

The fields in autumn are really beautiful, really beautiful! What a beautiful picture!

Autumn fields

How charming the field scenery is in October, like a beautiful picture.

In the early morning, a veil-like mist hung over the fields, as if to give the rice the last moisture. The sun came out and it was golden in front of me. The full ears of rice bowed their heads and bent the rice stalks. Dewdrops hung on the rice grains, shining in the sun, like countless pearls. A gust of wind blew and the rice fluttered with the wind.

After lunch, it seems that someone is silently directing, old people, young people and children. They all happen to coincide, holding silver sickles, leaving home, rushing to the field and starting to grab the harvest. Sweat flowed on their faces and wet their clothes, and they didn't bother to wipe them. "Click click" rang into one piece and merged into an idyllic symphony. How wonderful and cheerful the sound is! You see, the soybean sticks out its round little head in the pod and looks out, as if enjoying a bumper harvest.

Overnight, all the standing rice slept on the floor like a carpet. This field has become very broad. After two or three days, the rice sleeping on the ground disappeared and turned green. Ah! It turned out to be green wheat leaves, much like a lush grassland. Wheat leaves are long and thin, soft and tender. They suck the crystal rain and dew, scrambling to grow, as if they were taller and faster than anyone else.

There is a hole in front of me. I looked up and saw all kinds of vegetables: red peppers, green vegetables, clustered grass heads ... I pulled out a green vegetable with roots like grandpa's beard and leaves and vegetable handles like pieces of table tennis boards.

What a charming Akita!