Comparative composition of summer and autumn weather

You came quietly, quietly, and in a blink of an eye, the earth was covered with golden clothes.

You came to the field quietly, and the wheat fragrance drifted away, and the fields of crops looked like rolling waves from a distance; A closer look shows that wheat is bent with laughter, sorghum is flushed, corn is blooming with joy, and people in the field are very busy. "Sing a song about harvesting, harvesting wheat, harvesting sorghum, harvesting corn, harvesting soybeans and sending them to the country after harvesting." Youyang's songs tell the joy of farmers' autumn harvest.

You came quietly, saw yellow clothes and red clothes, and you looked at the mountain on the side as if you had crossed a layer of gold. There are countless yellow butterflies flying over it, and a group of people are hovering in mid-air. I don't know how long it took, but the dark yellow clothes turned into light yellow. Pale yellow has turned to stone. You see, it is more like a naughty child. Look at the mountain over there. Sorghum is drunk. It's just a piece of red sea, covering half the sky, and burning like a flame when it is connected with Xiaguang. This combination of yellow and red gives people an indescribable warmth, even forgetting that in a few days, winter is coming.

You came quietly, bringing beautiful Qiu Guang scenery and rich fruits. Listen, gongs and drums are loud and lively. People who have been busy for a year are filled with overwhelming joy: "Another bumper harvest year has come."

I am infatuated with autumn! Autumn-colorful season, fruit harvest season, thriving season.

Autumn in my hometown

Autumn in my hometown is neither too hot nor too cold. Although the air is not as fresh as before and the leaves are beginning to wither, one thing is getting more and more mature-rice. When I walked out of the house and looked around, the first thing I saw was rice. So many pieces of rice are full. Rice matures gradually in people's unconscious.

Autumn in my hometown is golden yellow, and basically everything is yellow. In autumn in my hometown, rice ripens and turns yellow. In autumn in my hometown, the grass withered and turned yellow. In autumn in my hometown, the leaves on the trees gradually turn yellow and will soon wither. In the fields, dirt roads, roadsides, no matter what green plants, they will wither. Especially the grass, it is waiting for the arrival of spring, adding luster to the world.

Autumn in my hometown is a harvest season. There are big peaches on peach trees, big pears on pear trees, huge oranges on orange trees, mature rice in the fields, and many edible fruits are ripe.

The wind is so soft, the water is so smooth, the sky is so blue and people are so active. Autumn in my hometown is like this, comparable to spring. Autumn in my hometown is much warmer than winter in my hometown, and autumn in my hometown is cooler than summer.

Ah, how gentle you are in autumn in your hometown!