Poems about farmers' smiling faces at harvest time.

1. sentence 1, describing the harvest in autumn. When the autumn wind blows across the fields, the rice turns yellow and golden yellow, and people bend 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.

It's autumn, 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!

It's autumn, and the fruit in the orchard is ripe. Apples are red and big, emitting bursts of fragrance; Pear yellow, emitting a burst of attractive fragrance; Oranges, navel oranges, you squeeze me and touch me, trying to be picked!

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

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

7. 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.

8. In autumn, the red apple opens the green leaves and looks out; Jujube is covered with branches like a little red lantern; Grapes like purple agate hang in strings under the grape trellis. How charming!

9. Autumn means maturity. After a continuous autumn rain, the wind with obvious smell of soil, ripe rice and fruit, floating in the slightly dry air, makes people feel particularly comfortable. Ripe rice, like a shy little girl, lowers her head; Sorghum is like a drunk, from blushing to neck; Snow-white cotton piles into hills; Red apples and golden oranges are mouth-watering ... Looking at this harvest scene, people's faces show happy smiles.

2. The sentence 1. When the autumn wind blows over your cheeks, in the paddy field, the full ears of rice are full of mature joy, hunched over and bowed their heads. It seems to be a model of modesty for successful people. Autumn has come, fruitful, crisp, and a mature breath is coming. All these are magical canvases. I love autumn, love the tranquility of autumn, love the simplicity of autumn, and love the nobility of autumn.

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

3. In the paddy field, a piece of rice in Huang Chengcheng turned up with the autumn wind, and in the green vegetable field, full leaves were 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 gorgeous.

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

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

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

8. Miss Qiu came to us singing a harvest song. 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.

9. 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.

10, in autumn, red apples open green leaves and look out; Jujube is covered with branches like a little red lantern; Grapes like purple agate hang in strings under the grape trellis. How charming!

3. What sentences describe the autumn harvest and farmers' happy expressions? Sentences describing the autumn harvest and farmers' happy expressions are:

1. Don't laugh at the mud wine in the farmhouse. Keep enough chickens and dolphins in good years. _ _ _ _ Luyou Shanxi Village

2. Chicken crows in Maodian, and people swim in Banqiao frost. _ _ _ _ Wen's "Doing Good and Going Early"

3. The sunset in the lonely village, in Western jackdaw in the west, an old tree with a light smoke, a little shadow of Hong Fei. _ _ _ _ Bai Pu's "Clear Sand and Autumn"

4. One or two chickens crow in the rain, and Banqiao Road in Zhuxi Village is inclined. _ _ _ _ Wang Jian's Rain in the Mountain Village

5. The shepherd boy came back across the cow's back, and the piccolo blew without a cavity. _ _ _ _ Lei Zhen's Country Night

6. Autumn wind blows in Jiangcun, and it is dusk, and lonely phoenix trees don't open the door at night. _ _ _ _ Gu Cai's Meet You Happy Autumn Wind Blowing Jiangcun.

7. The big boy hoes the beans and the middle boy weaves the chicken coop. _ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's Qingpingle Village Residence

8. I will be sad when I am old, strong and happy today. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's "Nine Days Cui Lantian Poetry Village"

9. We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. _ _ _ _ Meng Haoran's Passing Old People's Village

10. Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. _ _ _ _ Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

1 1. In the countryside in April, there were few idle people, and only sericulture was planted in the fields. _ _ _ _ April in rural Weng Juan

12. Flute and drum follow the Spring Society, and the clothes are simple and ancient. _ _ _ _ Luyou Shanxi Village

13. As usual, sigh, a thousand villages are sparse. _ _ _ _ Yue Fei's Theory of Man Jiang Hong Deng Yellow Crane Tower

14. Trees surround the village and water fills the pond. _ _ _ _ Xiangzi Tree Around the Village by Qin Guan

15. I like the death of children best. I lie on the stream and peel lotus flowers. _ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's Qingpingle Village Residence

4. What poems are related to "the scene of farmers busy harvesting in autumn"? 1. Mao Zedong's "Seven Ways to Shaoshan" likes to watch rice waves and rice waves, and heroes are dying everywhere.

2, Tang Bai Juyi's "Watching Wheat" has a spike in the right hand and a basket in the left arm.

3, Song Xin Qi Ji's "Moonlit Night on the West River in Huangsha Road" Daoxiangli said that it was a good year, listening to frogs.

4. Don Li Shen's Kindness to Farmers sows a millet in spring and harvests 10,000 seeds in autumn.

5. Tang Wang Jia's "Society Day" The rice under the Ehu Mountain is full of fat, and the finless porpoise is half covered.

6. Vae Wei's "New Cool" rice leaves are all over the ground, and the sun shines through the trees with low smoke.

7, Song Fan Chengda's "Autumn Pastoral Miscellaneous Xing" newly built mud mirror flat, every family has a meal while first frost is sunny

8, Song Fan Chengda's "Autumn Pastoral Miscellaneous" After graduation, it will be fine before entering the warehouse

9. Song Xin Qi Ji's "Queqiao Ji Xian Tour Xing Shan Shu Jian" has become a thousand hectares of rice flowers, spending money every night and exposing the wind all day.

10, Song Yang Wanli's "Benevolence for Agriculture", rice clouds are not rainy or yellow, and buckwheat flowers are frosted early.

First, the original text of "Looking at Mai Niang": Tianjia has less leisure, and people are twice as busy in May. In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp. Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang. Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. There is another poor woman with her son in her arms. Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm. Listening to his words of concern is very sad. My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger. Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry. There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight. I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.

Second, the original text: the bright moon is not surprised by magpies, and the breeze sings at midnight. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.

The bright moon on the horizon rose to the treetops, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to bring cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice flowers, people are talking about the harvest year, and there are waves of frogs in their ears, as if talking about the harvest year. There are faint clouds in the sky, twinkling stars are shining, and there is light rain in front of the mountain. Once upon a time, the familiar Maodian hut was still located in the Woods near the Earth Temple. When the mountain road turned, the once unforgettable creek bridge appeared in front of his eyes.

Third, the original text of "Farmers": Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn. There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death. At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil. Who would have thought that our bowl of rice and grain are full of the blood and sweat of farmers?

As long as a seed is sown in spring, a lot of food can be harvested in autumn. In all parts of the world, no field is uncultivated and uncultivated, and hard-working farmers will still starve to death. At noon in midsummer, when the sun was shining, farmers were still working and sweat dripped into the soil. Who would have thought that the rice in our bowl was full of the blood and sweat of farmers?

Fourth, the original text of "Social Day": Rice and fertilizer are at the foot of the Ehu Mountain, and the finless porpoise is half hidden. It's getting late, the shadow of mulberry trees is getting longer and longer, the spring feast is gradually dispersed, and the drunkard goes home happily with the help of his family.

The rice beam at the foot of Ehu Mountain is plump and the harvest is in sight. In the barn, the pig is fat and the chicken is strong, and the door is half open. As the sun sets, mulberry trees reflect long shadows. After the Spring Festival, every household helped the drunkard to return.

5. The original text of "New Cool": The water is full of rice leaves, and the sun shines through the trees with low smoke. Orioles also love new cool and good, flying over the green hills and singing in the shadows.

In the endless rice fields, the water ripples slightly, and the neat rice is like a knife. The morning sun shines on the ground through the leaves, and the morning fog permeates the trees. Orioles also like the cool time in the morning and sing happily in the shadow of the green hills.

Sixth, the original text of "Autumn Pastoral Miscellany": The drops of water are red, and the two cockroaches correspond to Shakespeare's language. Worm silk has covered all the leaves in Huang Kui, and the evening breeze on the other side of Gaohua is silent. The evening of Zhumen Bridge is boiling and cheering, and the evening of Tian She is quiet. Men can understand cows and women can knit. There is no need to care about crossing the river. Orange borer, such as silkworm, enters the chemical machine, and cocoon, such as hemp fiber, hangs between branches; Suddenly, when you become a Hua Die, you can learn to fly. Look at the spider's low net. It stops the worm from flying for no reason. Embarrassed, the dragonfly hangs upside down and urges Shan Tong to save him. It's hard to hang down, but also to avoid wind and rain, it's colder. Gui sued the public holiday for plundering surplus grain, rewarding private debts and losing his official position. There is only rain in Qiu Lai, but there is no cloud in Jiazi. After the rice is harvested, it will be dried with the grain until the warehouse is cleared. The Mid-Autumn Festival panorama is diving, and Taihu Lake can be seen from the sky. Outside the water, the sky is silver, and there is this month in the city. The newly-built ridge is flat and flat, and every family plays rice, and first frost is sunny; Laughter thundered and flail rang all night. The charter boat is fully loaded and ready to sail, and the particles are as white as pearls. If you lose in two minutes, you will still win. The house is full of millet bottles and poppies, and Tianjiao will get drunk for a career. I wonder if it's new. Silver carp, silver carp, silver carp, four-cheeked bass. Cedar is crisp and greasy, except Songjiang. The new frost announced the depth of autumn and dyed the green forest into valerian forest. Only the orange garden has different scenery, and there is gold among the green bushes.