Let's talk about making friends when the wheat is ripe.

1, a breeze blew, and golden wheat waves were set off in the terraces. More spectacular than the waves.

2. Mature wheat, with a heavy waist, rubs against each other and squeaks. As soon as the "Tututu" harvester rang, rows of wheat fields fell.

Looking around, there is a golden wave.

4. When I arrived in the suburbs, I saw large tracts of wheat fields in the distance, like a big carpet, which looked very flat and made people feel extremely wide.

May may, the wheat fields turn yellow one by one. Thick orange stalks are covered with spikes, cooked so happily and deeply, like a string of golden sweat, like an endless golden ocean.

6, the wheat awn is straight and straight, really like a broom. Wheat is full and bigger than good apple seeds.

7. Autumn is coming, and the wheat is dressed in golden clothes. Really beautiful!

8, mature wheat, the waist is very heavy, rubbing against each other, making a squeaking sound.

9. In autumn, the wheat is ripe and looks golden yellow.