Double slogan of farmers' harvest festival

The dual slogans of the Farmers Harvest Festival are as follows:

1, in autumn, the first rain brought coolness. Raindrops fall one after another, bringing painters, putting on new clothes and welcoming the harvest in autumn. The farmer's uncle smiled and sang, harvesting full fruits. Ah, the autumn rain brought a bumper harvest to the farmer's uncle.

2, the happiness of autumn, because autumn is also a harvest season, a year of hard work, harvest in autumn. For us, at that time, we can also relax ourselves and enjoy the fruits of a year's hard work. So I think autumn is like life, with happiness and sadness.

In autumn, the rice in the field turned yellow, the maple leaves on the trees turned red, and the farmers laughed when they saw it.

A breeze blew, and golden wheat waves were set off in the terraced fields, which were more spectacular than the waves of the sea. The morning sunshine passes through the golden wheat field, and the scarecrow opens his sleepy eyes lazily, and the most beautiful scenery is instantly fixed in the mature season.

Walking through the path of the field, we came to the edge of the field, which is an endless paddy field. At present, there are golden ears of rice, which are full and heavy, and the rice stalks are bent and can no longer be straight. From a distance, the whole paddy field looks like a beautiful yellow carpet.

6. Autumn is the harvest season. Pieces of golden leaves are flying in the air like beautiful golden butterflies, and Miss Qiu scatters the fruit to the earth with her hands. People like her beautiful weather, cool autumn and her fragrance.

7. Cooking smoke rises over the small village, just like a girl with a veil dancing in the setting sun.

8. Autumn has finally arrived. I grew up in the south and have an unusual love and attachment for autumn in the south. In the south, summer is very long, so autumn always comes later than in the north. But the difference between autumn and summer in the south is still obvious.

9. The orchard is still so lively, and the flowers on the ground are still more beautiful. It's a competition between peaches and plums.

10 I like to walk alone in the fields and enjoy the splendid autumn scenery. The field in autumn is like a mottled ink painting. Large brown areas are cotton stalks, with a little white cotton and a little golden rice left on them. They all bent down happily and enjoyed the harvest.