A poem describing the harvest of corn in autumn

1. A poem about harvesting corn in autumn (a poem about harvesting corn in autumn)

Poems about harvesting corn in autumn 1. Poetry of harvesting corn in autumn.

1, the joy of harvest Author: Shun Jifu In the fields of modern autumn, all the corn stalks are holding a big stick, waiting for people to harvest. Some of them are holding two rural tricycles and tractors in order to win honor. All night, they were covered with golden corn and ran into thousands of households on the country road. People's happy mood is like corn packed in the yard being squeezed out of the door. Some are still hanging on trees, and dust can't cover people. It is said that this year is another bumper harvest, with white clouds floating in the blue sky. I don't know who sent it. When people saw the carts and cars pulling corn, they all smiled and rushed to tell the news. Corn Author: The modern west wind is blowing. Corn craned its neck and looked at the empty road in the distance, waving long leaves and began to whisper. Every corn is scrambling to say, every corn has a lot of words, and the voice is getting louder and louder, so that I can hear what the corn is saying, which is carefully wrapped layer by layer. This secret is becoming more and more powerful and precious. Who can know 3, sun-dried corn Author: Butterfly modern autumn farm work has a profound meaning. A grain of millet grows in spring and harvests in autumn. Ten thousand seeds long for happiness. No Dow reaps the romance of Spring and Autumn from sweat. Since ancient times, it has been realism, that is, Chun Geng and Xia Yun probe into farmers' stories from a corn. The bell resounded through the depths of history. The village of Tao is hazy and warm, and the village of people is far away. In yiyi market, chickens crow and dogs bark in deep alleys, and mulberry trees jump in specimen pictures. I like corn, simply drying corn, taking over from my parents' class, pretending to be a poem from the countryside, and talking to Sang Ma with our cup in my hand will continue to write a new chapter for the biography of corn and corn ... 4. The corn is ripe. Author: Red Butterfly Modern corn is ripe and stands on the edge of autumn. The corn is ripe, and the tall and straight plants are like an idea. Even if the stems and leaves wither, keep the seeds full, grateful and rain or shine. It is a temptation to learn all the lyrical and coherent spring and autumn brushwork in Long song. The history of each kind of corn has rich memories, and peaceful planting is not a simple repetition. The metaphor of grain is praised by words as life-the fragrance of corn has been passed down from generation to generation and has become a glorious history. People die for money, birds die for food, and the instinct to survive is undeniable. When the corn is ripe, reach out and touch the golden sunshine and gather it in your palm. The glory of summer is full of ups and downs. As we all know, the hardships and experiences of life are the process of harvesting a corn and the interpretation of life. When the corn is ripe, I will travel far away hand in hand with my ideal. The new scenery is as fascinating as history. I want to be a traveler in autumn and winter. Will also be eager to use corn to satisfy hunger and continue the story of life ... 5. Peel corn Author: The golden corn in the golden autumn of Pakistan is ripe, but the corn cob will leave the palace before the due date, so people have to have a caesarean section to show a golden smile. The fingernail, which has not been trimmed before, is a ruthless scalpel, liberating the awesome teenager but leaving a broken corn cocoon casually. That is a mother who has been pregnant for several months.

2. What are the five-character poems about "Autumn Corn"?

The five-character poem about "Autumn Corn" is as follows:

1. Where is the autumn wind? Xiao Xiao sent the goose. When the morning light enters the courtyard, lonely guests smell it first. -autumn wind introduction in Yuxi, Liu Tang

Interpretation: The autumn wind blows from nowhere, and flocks of geese come in. In the early morning, the autumn wind blows to the trees in the courtyard, and the lonely traveler hears the sound of the autumn wind for the first time.

2. the white stone in the west of Beijing is cold and the red leaves are thin. There is no rain on the winding mountain road, the smoke is misty in the dense pine trees, and the water vapor is heavy, as if to flow, and then the clothes of passers-by. -"In the Mountains" by Tang Wang Wei

Interpretation: The flow of the Jingxi River is getting less and less every day, white stones are exposed on the riverbed, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the red leaves on the branches are getting rarer and rarer. It didn't rain on the winding mountain road, but the dense pine and cypress were foggy and wet, and it seemed to drip down, which wet the clothes of pedestrians.

Leaning against the frost tree outside the building, there is not a spark in the mirror. Autumn is so lofty and boundless, compared with the height of the mountain, the momentum is difficult to distinguish. -Don Tu Mu's Long Wang Anqiu

Interpretation: The tower soars into the sky and stands on an autumn tree; The sky is clear, like a spotless mirror. Autumn is so lofty and vast, compared with the steep Nanshan, the momentum is inseparable.

4. When my boat was sailing in the fog, the sunlight faded and the old memories began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. -Tang Meng Haoran's "Sleeping in Jiande River"

Interpretation: When the ship docked in a foggy continent, new worries flooded the guests' minds at dusk. The boundless wilderness is darker than trees, and the river is clear and the moon is close to people.

Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a book. When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. -Don Cheung's Qiu Si.

Interpretation: The annual autumn wind has blown into Luoyang City. I wonder what happened to my relatives in my hometown? Write a letter from home to greet peace. There are so many things to say and I don't know where to start.

The letter has been written, but I'm afraid I haven't finished what I want to say in a hurry; When the messenger set out, he opened the envelope and returned it to him.

3. Sentences describing autumn corn harvest

1, you see, in the corn field, there are one or two thick corn cobs on each thick corn stalk. Some corn cobs grow together, like twins.

In spring, full corn seeds are sown in the fields. Within a month, the corn seedlings grew to half height. After careful care, they absorbed the essence of spring and summer. When corn ripens in autumn, it is golden yellow and attractive.

3. Corn takes off its green coat and puts on its yellow jacket, waiting for the farmer's uncle's acceptance.

4. The corn is ripe. Mature corn is like a huge stick with a red tassel on its head, like an old man. When it is fully mature, the grain breaks through the shackles of the shell, revealing golden teeth, as if to show off to people.

The longer the corn grows, the higher it grows, the more beautiful the flowers are, and several big and tender corn husks are produced. Farmers see such good corn husks, so they take them home for next year's corn seeds.

6. A corn cob is one foot long. When you peel it off, the golden corn grains are arranged neatly, like soldiers waiting in line, as if waiting for some kind of order.

7. Broken corn cobs pile up into golden mountains, which is very attractive.

8. The golden corn is in front of our eyes, full of grains, one by one like a fat doll.

9. I once again plucked up the courage to break the corn hard. In addition to the sound of corn leaves, there is also the sound of breaking corn. From time to time, I hear a few crisp birdsongs, and my heart is cool.

10, after a week or two, I went to see the little corn again. It has grown into corn about a foot high and looks lovely. Looking at the corn one by one, my mouth is greedy. I picked a corn and washed it, only to find that the top ear was not pulled out!

1 1. The yard is golden yellow, and the corn in Huang Chengcheng is piled like a small golden hill.

12. The corn blossoms in late spring and early summer are intoxicating. The flowers of corn grow on the stem, between the stem and the petiole, and spit out bundles of pale yellow buds. After the corn blooms, a gust of wind blows. When Miss Feng touches the flower head of corn with her wand, it will drop a piece of pollen, which is very beautiful!

13. Soon, many small corn appeared on the corn, like a newborn baby, and many dense heads appeared on the top of the small corn. They won't let me, I won't let you, ushered in a group of singing bees, bringing vitality to the quiet vegetable garden.

4. What are the five-character poems about "Autumn Corn"?

The five-character poem about "autumn corn" is as follows: Where does the autumn wind come from? Xiao Xiao sent the goose.

When the morning light enters the courtyard, lonely guests smell it first. -Tang Yuxi's "Autumn Wind Interpretation" Introduction: The autumn wind blows from nowhere, and flocks of wild geese send it.

In the early morning, the autumn wind blows to the trees in the courtyard, and the lonely traveler hears the sound of the autumn wind for the first time. The stream of the river has been flowing for less than a day, and white stones are exposed on the riverbed. The weather is getting colder and the red leaves on the branches are becoming scarce.

There is no rain on the winding mountain road, the smoke is misty in the dense pine trees, and the water vapor is heavy, as if to flow, and then the clothes of passers-by. -Interpretation of Tang Wang Wei's "In the Mountains": The flow of Jingxi River is decreasing day by day, and white stones are exposed on the riverbed. The weather is getting colder and colder, and the red leaves on the branches are getting rarer and rarer.

It didn't rain on the winding mountain road, but the dense pine and cypress were foggy and wet, and it seemed to drip down, which wet the clothes of pedestrians. The tower stands tall, standing on an autumn tree; The sky is clear and transparent, like a mirror with Xi's dust on it.

Autumn is so lofty and boundless, compared with the height of the mountain, the momentum is difficult to distinguish. -Interpretation of Tang Du Mu's "Looking at Autumn in Chang 'an": The tower is towering and stands on the Shu in A Qiu; The sky is clear, like a spotless mirror.

Autumn is so lofty and vast, compared with the steep Nanshan, the momentum is inseparable. Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.

The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. -Interpretation of Tang Meng Haoran's "A Night's Stay on Jiande River": When the ship is docked on a foggy continent, new thoughts come to the hearts of the guests at dusk.

The boundless wilderness is darker than trees, and the river is clear and the moon is close to people. The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.

When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. -Zhang Tang Yuan Interpretation: The annual autumn wind blows into Luoyang City. I wonder what happened to my relatives in my hometown. Write a letter from home to greet peace. There are so many things to say and I don't know where to start.

The letter has been written, but I'm afraid I haven't finished what I want to say in a hurry; When the messenger set out, he opened the envelope and returned it to him.

5. Poetry describing autumn harvest

1, Miss Qiu went to the 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. 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.

3. Jumping into the field in autumn, it saw golden rice, and when it blew in the rice field, it gave a loud laugh. The tall and straight sorghum raised its black, red, black and red face, as if singing happily. In autumn, there are also thriving maple leaves. A gust of wind blew, and the red maple leaves floated with the wind. Small flames are shining at the entrance to the village and the roadside, which also burns people's hearts.

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.

There was a bumper harvest in the fields. Like a sickle, rice is bent over with laughter and soybeans are 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.

Although it has been autumn for a long time, the feeling of soaking in smelly sweat all day in this year's hot summer is unforgettable, and it seems that the afterglow of summer is still lingering. 7. 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 * *; 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.

8. Autumn is the harvest season. The orchard has a bumper harvest! Red apples hang on the branches, like the lovely red faces of children.

The pears in Huang Chengcheng are so heavy that the branches are bent. Grapefruit, oranges and persimmons are all ripe and mouth-watering. The fruit grower is so happy that his chin is dislocated! 9. Autumn is here, and the earth is rich.

You see, the apple was snatched by the other party, painted with red rouge, dressed up beautifully, waiting for others to pick it; Pear heads are dressed in gold, like noble emperors; Persimmon puts on the orange-red new clothes given to it in autumn and jumps happily, which is very plump; Bananas take off their green coats and put on their golden fur coats. You see, the crops have also been harvested, and clusters of rice are like a golden field.

Autumn brings coolness to everyone and laughter to the earth. 10, autumn is the harvest season. Pieces of golden leaves are flying in the air like beautiful golden butterflies. Miss Qiu sprinkled the fruit on the ground with her hands. People like her beautiful weather, refreshing autumn wind and fragrance.

Go into the vegetable garden in autumn. Wow, the corn in Huang Chengcheng is as full as the birthday girl. The pea cracked with laughter. Sorghum blushes, swaying in the wind ... what color is autumn? Autumn is golden, golden autumn, harvest autumn.