Qiuzhiyun composition
Autumn rhyme composition 1 When the leaves turn yellow, I feel that the footsteps of autumn are approaching, and the sunshine has already faded from the edge of summer, leaving only the gentleness after tempering.
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Summer, with its heat and reluctance, quietly sent away in the pleasant autumn wind. At this time, my hometown has ushered in the golden age of harvest. Osmanthus fragrans bloomed and rice was ripe, playing an autumn hymn like a wind chime.
Standing on the top of a tall building overlooking my hometown, I saw golden ears of rice, swaying small waists and dancing passionately in the autumn wind. I was moved by time and couldn't wait to join the embrace of nature and "blend in" with the golden ears of rice, but my young mind had already warned me not to do so, because it was the comfort of the simple hearts of the working people and the crystallization of their hard work, and I didn't want to be "one" because of it.
In this way, autumn has entered my soul with its unique charm and soft fragrance, which seems to erase my unhappiness and smooth my inner sadness. Yes, that golden color gives me happiness and warmth, and gives me freshness and vitality.
An autumn wind blew past me, blowing off the dead leaves on the tree. Suddenly, my hurried steps slammed on the brakes, stopping me in the ocean in that autumn and picking up the dead leaves that had just been blown off. I couldn't help but think of the vigorous scene when it was still in bud in spring and the vitality when the green leaves were full in summer. At this time, it quietly left, ending its short life. Looking at this dead leaf, I suddenly burst into tears. It turns out that life is so fragile and vulnerable. But it died without regret, because it added a piece of green to the motherland.
Autumn makes me infatuate with you too much and imagine too much, as if singing a love song for you. I really want to paint you in a painting and describe your beauty with that colorful color. I really want to think about ...
I only hope that in the new year, you will still be beautiful and charming. ...
Grade 3 of Pengjie Town Middle School, luqiao district, Taizhou City, Zhejiang Province: Wang Jinwei
Autumn rhyme composition 2 autumn October, osmanthus fragrance, seize the tail of autumn, recall the beauty of autumn.
Although the scenery in early autumn is wonderful, it is even more touching to relive the autumn story in late autumn alone in the colorful evening when the sunset is full of sky.
There are a thousand Hamlets in the hearts of a thousand readers. I think, by the same token, a thousand poets also have a thousand autumns in their hearts. Even if everyone looks at the same autumn scenery, they have different interpretations of autumn. Congratulations on autumn. My feelings for autumn are neither open-minded and bold as Liu Yuxi's "Autumn is sad and lonely since ancient times, and I say autumn wins spring", nor graceful and restrained as Li Yu's "Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks autumn, and the cutting is still chaotic, which is to stay sad and have a different taste in my heart". There is no Zhang Ji's "autumn wind in Luoyang, writers are satisfied with their books", which is full of deep sadness.
In autumn in my eyes, I pretend that a woman is walking slowly in a drizzly and smoky town in the south of the Yangtze River with an umbrella. plain clothes is fluttering, not to mention how beautiful it is, but it seems to have a unique charm, attracting people to know her and get close to her.
Through the window, I saw the rain dripping on the maple leaf, and the red maple leaf was more charming than before. The maple forest after the rain is as red as fire, like patches of flaming clouds. The glow should be soft, but the blood-like color is so enchanting and gorgeous. These two incompatible feelings are intertwined, but they accidentally collide with a flamboyant softness, which is more and more exciting.
Under the blue sky, leaves are falling, countless golden leaves are flying in the wind, and some stubbornly stand on the branches and refuse to fall. Is this Ye's life? No, no, this is not the end of life, but the prelude to a new life. As the poem says, "Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more." The same is true of fallen leaves, which integrate their bodies into the earth and inject energy into the new students in the coming year. Endless.
Autumn rhyme composition 3 Morning light, mixed with faint fruit fragrance, broke in from the window and spilled on my bed, even on my face. I rubbed my sleepy eyes, got out of bed and saw the autumn world through the window.
Look! Golden leaves!
Fallen leaves, like naughty children, swish down from the branches on the slide; It is also like a lovely elf, dancing its little wings, constantly dancing; It is also like a young and energetic explorer, ready to travel around with his new purchases. Autumn, the most beautiful, gives the fallen leaves a faint rouge.
Smell it! That fragrant osmanthus!
In October, the most striking thing is osmanthus. Small, yellow, like a timid child, hiding in the leaves. Be bold, only dare to show half of your head and look at the outside world curiously. Unlike cherry blossoms and gardenias, people fall in love at first sight. It hangs high on the branches, unknown, but the fragrance of flowers is quiet and far-reaching. Osmanthus fragrans is exquisite in shape, so small that it is often overlooked, but its connotation is profound, so it is often appreciated by poets.
Look! That vast field!
Miss Feng wandered in the field, and the golden rice was blown yellow by her. Red sorghum only raises burning torches, and wild geese are busy preparing for migration, sometimes arranged in a "one" shape and sometimes in a "human" shape, flying to the south, which constitutes a unique landscape in autumn.
In autumn, the sun shines on the earth; Autumn gives the world a bumper harvest. In autumn, we hear children's laughter and the murmur of the river. Autumn sings people's favorite rhythmic songs.
Autumn rhyme composition 4 autumn, without the fragrance of spring, the boldness of summer and the purity of winter, is like a poem with far-reaching artistic conception.
If there is only autumn, it is not surprising. Please close your eyes. On a fruity and crisp autumn day, smile under the blue sky and wait for winter to take them away. Is this the ideal state?
Sitting quietly under the tree, I picked up the falling yellow leaves with my hands and suddenly found that their lines were so clear. When the sun shines, every leaf is covered with yellow gold. The yellow leaves are covered with paths, and the mood is indescribable. A gust of autumn wind brushed my cheek, faint coolness, slight sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, refreshing.
Wandering among the fruit trees, the fragrance of fruit immediately filled the brain. The golden plums on the trees, the red persimmons and the pomegranates in Huang Cancan are all exceptionally delicate and full, so I won't let you. That purple grape is like a beautiful pearl, crystal clear. ...
Visiting the Chrysanthemum Sea, the brilliant chrysanthemums have their own postures: yellow flowers are elegant, white flowers are noble, and purple flowers are warm and deep, splashing and blooming in the autumn wind. Although it is not as bright as spring flowers and as dazzling as summer flowers, it is also elegant. The blossoming chrysanthemums are like a beautiful girl, beautiful without losing her posture, gorgeous without losing her dignity, and a noble princess. Look, those butterflies are shuttling among the flowers, and bees stay on the petals for a while and fly around again.
Walking in the autumn rain, do not have a taste. Autumn rain is the most common. It is like ox hair, like a filament. It irrigates the fruit trees and silently caresses them like a mother's hand. Walking in the autumn rain is so pleasant and comfortable. Farmers working in the fields are always grinning at the autumn rain. Although there are many autumn rains, they are not as fierce as summer rains, silently nourishing fruit trees. After the rain, those fruits will make your eyes bright and sweet.
Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring. The rhyme of autumn is better than the meaning of spring, with profound artistic conception, simplicity but warmth. Autumn not only harvests fruits, but also contains a strong autumn rhyme.
Autumn is a beautiful season. Although there is no vitality in spring, lush foliage in summer and heavy snow in winter, it is a season of bumper crops and fragrant fruits. Fields, orchards and gardens are full of harvest scenes.
Look! In the field, the crops are ripe, and the red sorghum is red, like a shy little girl, with a red face and low head; Golden rice looks like an endless ocean at first glance. As long as the wind blows, golden rolling waves roll up on the sea. The green corn takes off its green clothes and shows its gold teeth like a monopolist.
Look! In the orchard, the fruit is ripe, and the orange-red persimmons are like big round lanterns hanging on high branches, emitting brilliant light for farmers to find from time to time; The big and fat grapefruit basks in the sun lazily, just like naughty little dolls, and farmers' uncles can't wait to hug when they see it; Sparkling oranges, you squeeze me and touch them, vying for people to pick them!
Look! In the garden, all kinds of flowers are in full bloom, blowing colorful morning glory and colorful trumpet, telling people that it is time for autumn harvest and telling small animals that it is time to prepare for winter; Colorful iris is like a small butterfly flying in the air. As soon as the autumn wind blows, it can't wait to float to thousands of households, with fragrance. Juxian has many colors, white as jade, pink as chardonnay and yellow as gold ... too dazzling to appreciate.
This is autumn, and this is the rhythm of autumn.
Autumn rhyme composition 6 Early in the morning, Miss Qiu walked into the grass with the wind, flowers and plants danced with the wind, and the air was filled with rich floral fragrance. At this time, the soil does not show weakness, and the horrible fragrance of flowers and soil permeates the pure world in the morning, which is refreshing and refreshing.
There are all kinds of fruit trees in the orchard. Look, several peach trees over there have all lost their leaves and are bare. Several longan trees here are green from a distance. If you look closely, you can see that their leaves are already green with yellow. The pomegranate tree in the middle is still so lush, with a big pomegranate hanging on its branches, which looks so "noble"; There are many poplars around the orchard, the leaves are a little yellow, but it still stands upright, like a brave soldier, defending the "motherland". In the rustling autumn wind, the leaves are like telegrams from Miss Qiu, which seem to warn people that the cold winter is coming.
My mother's friend went to Hancheng, Shaanxi Province to see fragrant leaves. In WeChat, I saw that the whole mountain was almost a sea of fire. My mother told me that it was a maple leaf, and the red leaves in Xiangshan, Beijing are the most famous. I asked my mother curiously, "Why do maple leaves turn red in autumn?" My mother and I searched the Internet together, only to know that there are more chlorophyll in the leaves of maple leaves in the spring and summer rainy season, so the leaves are green. In autumn, chlorophyll in the leaves is destroyed a lot, and lutein in the leaves is mostly displayed, so the leaves are yellow. Maple leaves are displayed by anthocyanins, so they turn red. At night, I dreamed that I was playing heartily in the maple leaf forest. Suddenly, a maple leaf like red agate fell on my head. I bent down to pick it up and stared at it for a long time. It's fascinating, it can be said that the frost leaves are redder than the flowers in February!
Although autumn is not as vibrant as spring, it brings us crisp autumn, fruitful results and bumper crops. I love this colorful autumn!
Autumn rhyme composition 7 The ancients said: "A leaf falls and you know the autumn on earth." Indeed, when the first leaf falls from the branch, autumn comes to us quietly with a brisk pace.
Facing the cool autumn wind, the teacher led us to the famous provincial agricultural and Chinese cultural park to enjoy the autumn scenery, greatness and beauty.
When you walk into Shenggeng Park, the first thing you see is colorful autumn leaves. A flaming maple forest looks like a burning flame from a distance. When you look closely, you will find that their arrangement is so neat and hierarchical. Walking in the maple forest, there is really a kind of aesthetic feeling of "parking in the maple forest late, frosty leaves are red and February flowers are red"!
When the autumn wind blows, the naughty ginkgo leaves twist and open the gorgeous parachute and jump down from the tree, just like butterflies flying in the air and small fans spinning wildly. Another slightly crazy wind blew, rolled up the fallen leaves, and then sprinkled them into the sky, giving us a spectacular "leaf rain", which was beautiful!
Come to the lake, the lake is crystal clear and looks like a beautiful sapphire in the sun. From time to time, one or two birds pass by the lake and occasionally fall to the surface, happily playing with the clear lake.
A large area of chrysanthemums are blooming by the lake, with different varieties, colors and postures, and some of them show their postures incisively and vividly, like an elegant and generous dancer; Some hide behind the leaves shyly, like a shy girl; Some are in bud, like an innocent and ignorant little girl growing up slowly ... They are of different colors, such as red as fire, pink as chardonnay, white as snow and yellow as gold, which bring a strong autumn flavor to this season and add a beautiful scenery.
Autumn is a harvest season, a beautiful season and a colorful season, which brings us infinite joy and adds a beautiful memory. I love autumn!
With the lingering footsteps of Xia girl, we have ushered in a beautiful autumn, which is a season of fragrant fruits and vegetables.
As the saying goes, the autumn sky is always so blue, so high and so vast. The blue sky is like a huge sapphire; Like an endless ocean. White clouds are sometimes like marshmallows, sometimes like white gauze skirts worn by fairies, sometimes like lambs, and sometimes like delicious lollipops. Looking up, you will see a flock of geese, sometimes in a "one" shape and sometimes in a "human" shape.
In the orchard, there are all kinds of fruits everywhere, and melons and fruits are fragrant. The apple is big and red, as red as a little girl's face and as round as a ball; Small and purple grapes gather together, as if whispering, and as if hugging each other for warmth; Pears are like yellow gourds.
The field is like a golden ocean, golden rice, shaking and swinging, as if waving to the farmer's uncle! Walking into the golden ocean is like swimming in the ocean and playing hide-and-seek with small fish.
A sports meeting is being held on campus. As required, the students put on school uniforms and red scarves and held the opening ceremony. On the playground, there is a running competition, and the athletes are ready. As soon as the shot rang, the athletes flew out like bullets. The tug-of-war began, and the contestants pulled to their side with all their strength, blushing like drunk. The cheerleading team cheered there, as if to inject strength into the athletes.
Autumn is a colorful season. At this time, the colorful autumn colors are dazzling and overwhelming.
Autumn rhyme composition 9 Autumn has been praised since ancient times, and many poets can't help but write some poems in autumn rhyme. Looking at such a scene-maple leaves falling, autumn wind bleak, who is not happy for this scene?
I like autumn. Like her gentle and wild wind passing through the bun, the wind left in my ear whispered quietly. Thinking deeply about the multiple meanings she represents makes people more enterprising.
Since autumn, people greet each other with smiles. Ah, by the way, I have been soaking in the big stove for three months, and finally I can be blown away by the refreshing autumn wind. Autumn is not only the end of the year, but also indicates a new beginning. Osmanthus fragrans has the upper hand on campus. When the leaves fall, it blooms fragrant osmanthus trees. Yesterday, small osmanthus trees were sparse. Suddenly, the whole tree blossomed, holding its neck high, trying to absorb the fragrance of osmanthus floating in oxygen, which was very pleasant. When I go to school and after school, I often walk by trees on both sides of the path. I still can't name them up to now. I only saw Ye Er falling slowly and leisurely, red or yellow. The migration of small steps, eyes suddenly attracted by scattered leaves, and then ... they fell on the dirt floor one by one. I bent down to pick up the reddest leaf and found that it was hard and hard, as if it still had the green and hard when I was young. Put it in the book and send it to distant thoughts with the book.
Autumn is a new cycle. Today's fallen leaves represent tomorrow's growth, and the metaphor of this period is intriguing.
Although the spring is warm and sunny, the spread of germs is rampant, and a disease is a whole season. Summer is prosperous and generous, but it is too hot to bear. Autumn is cool and fresh. It is very cold in winter. It seems that autumn is a good choice. Her rhyme is the alternation of life and death, and it is a kind of hope. ...
When it comes to seasons, some people prefer colorful spring, some prefer passionate summer, and some prefer white winter. On the other hand, I like clear skies and autumn in Wan Li.
Whenever autumn comes, the whole forest is covered with a different coat. The branches and leaves on the tree are yellow, red and white ... A bleak autumn wind blows, and the leaves are reluctant to let go, as if reluctant to part with the mother of the tree that once nurtured them. Some of them whirled in the air, some floated obliquely to the ground in the air, like yellow butterflies, red birds, and some like white elves? In the end, I can't escape the fate of "falling into the mud and grinding into dust". However, it is this selfless curtain call, with a hint of love, that gave birth to the colorful new green in the coming year. This scene can't help but remind people of the poem full of green leaves' deep affection for flowers-"Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more."
If we cling to the scattered leaves, we may miss the rich harvest. Feel that the sky is as clean as sapphire, the sun gently and quietly covers the earth, the autumn wind gently kisses our cheeks, and the fragrance of nature radiates from the fermented face? In the fields, rice waves are rolling, conveying the joy of harvest. In the orchard, red and round persimmons are like red lanterns hanging on the treetops. The apples on the apple tree also blushed, like a little girl who was suddenly ashamed. Clusters of ripe grapes hung heavily on the branches like glittering pearls? These fresh fruits make people want to drool.
Autumn water, especially let me have a special liking. The water in the mountain stream feels cold. Give ear and listen, jingle, no less than the bell. When it is really "you can watch from a distance, don't be ridiculous." The water on the river, in late autumn, the fog rises, and the world is dreamlike, so it has a special taste.
Although autumn is full of melancholy in the writings of ancient literati, Liu Yuxi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, said in a poem: "A crane in a clear sky leads a poem to a fairy in a blue sky." Autumn is so poetic in my eyes!
Autumn rhyme composition 1 1 I am a child of nature and have natural magic. I will grow up quietly, grow old quietly, hide quietly and enjoy the golden world I created.
When I first arrived here, I was so ignorant and young that no one could see me. The high temperature made me sleepy, and with a wave of my wand, a chill came, which made me very comfortable. I crept up to the tree girl and whispered, "I will turn your long hair into dazzling golden yellow." But my magic is too weak. With a gentle blow, my long hair has hardly changed. I asked the wind doll to send me to a remote village. People here are working hard in the fields. I made up my mind that when my magic is stronger, I must turn this place into a golden rice field.
After a long time, I grew into a strong young man with greater strength and magic. My wishes have come true one after another. Now, the breeze is blowing gently and it is extremely cool. People feel better when they wear long sleeves. The tree girl's long hair turned dark yellow, the texture changed, and the butterfly landed on it, which became a wonderful place to hide and seek. I asked the wind doll to give me a ride again. This time, the wind doll became heavy and staggered, not as relaxed as before. When I arrived in the village, I blew hard, and the rice gradually rose and turned pale yellow, only as tall as a five-year-old child. I'm not satisfied, I just want to grow up quickly.
Now, I am old and can hardly walk, but magic has reached its most powerful period. At this time, the weather turned cold, and the tree girl's long hair turned golden yellow, with a hint of red in several places. Some leaves have fallen off, but this does not affect its aesthetic feeling. The fallen leaves were covered with a golden carpet. The wind doll can't carry me anymore. It took me a long time to reach that small village. People are about to finish harvesting rice fields, and I lie on the last rice fields and fall asleep leisurely and warmly. ...
When I woke up, my brother came. I see. I should leave. I looked at the only golden trace left, and tears welled up in my eyes.
Goodbye, nature!
Autumn rhyme composition 12 autumn is one of the most sentimental seasons for poets in past dynasties. Because in autumn, the flowers in spring have passed away, and the leaves in summer have withered, leaving only a lifeless dead leaf, which is difficult to arouse the interest in writing poetry. But some poets can feel the beauty of autumn.
"Since ancient times, autumn is sad and lonely. I say autumn is better than spring. A crane in a clear sky and white clouds brings poetry to Bixiao. " What a beautiful poem it is! Why did Autumn win Spring Dynasty? The cranes flying south are flying in a row on the white clouds. How can such a poetic picture not arouse the poet's poetry? Then the last sentence, "Bring poetry to Bixiao". This poem is vigorous and powerful, changing the style of sad autumn and fresh language. It has always been one of my favorite poems. This is the literary rhyme of autumn.
Perhaps these ancient poems are too far away from us, so let's look at autumn with our own eyes! Looking out, there are scenery everywhere: the leaves are all yellow and falling like millions of butterflies flying. When these leaves fall to the ground, they form a thick yellow carpet, which seems to cover all the world with such a gorgeous blanket, making this town more exquisite and beautiful; Look at the chrysanthemums, they are all in bloom. It is really what Yuan Zhen said: "It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but it's even more flowerless." Careful observation shows that this chrysanthemum is really proud. Under the oppression of autumn wind, it looks weak, but in fact its backbone is the hardest among flowers. Look, although he was blown around, he still stood there firmly. No flowers fell. Looking at their strong appearance, I thought: this is the power of autumn!
Autumn is never a lonely season. It is actually colorful and poetic. Its beauty is not as gorgeous as spring, nor as warm as summer, nor as deep as winter. Its beauty is quiet and poetic. Let's walk on the path and enjoy the beauty of autumn quietly!
Autumn rhyme composition 13 on autumn, what comes to mind is generally: autumn wind sends cool, red and yellow all over the mountain, but this is not the case in Da Wenling. He doesn't compete with the group for autumn.
On "meaning", Wenling naturally lost to a big city with strong autumn meaning. As far as "rhyme" is concerned, Wenling is the best.
In September, there were seven points of Xia Feng in Wenling, just entering three points of autumn rhyme. If we say "red and yellow everywhere", it is already winter.
If nothing else, the mountains in autumn are really beautiful.
At the moment, the mountains are still as lush as trees in summer, but there are large clusters of unknown yellow flowers dancing in the wind at the waist. In the afternoon, a little mild sunshine, not as vicious as summer, shines on the fragrant and soft black soil through the rich leaves that begin to turn yellow. The leaves are shaking, the light is shaking, and every ray of sunshine is the gentleness of autumn. If you hit a sunny day, there is a misty "white" on the top of the mountain, like an angel's clothes, gently and quietly covering the mountain, floating, as thin as a cicada's wing, dreamy.
The "fallen leaves" in September seem to be out of place with the trees in Wenling, with ginkgo trees as an exception.
Walking through Ginkgo Avenue, a ginkgo leaf is falling from my side. It doesn't fall like the book says, but it turns, turns, turns, like an uncontrolled windmill, fast but not beautiful. Maybe it is also excited about the arrival of autumn. Buried, it becomes fat and falls into reincarnation. This "not beautiful" ginkgo leaf has written a rhyme of life belonging to autumn with itself.
Although it is autumn, we are still immersed in this "seven-minute summer". Although we are reluctant to part with summer and yearn for autumn, we still wait calmly. The change of a season tells us the shift of time, and we all praise this positive autumn rhyme.
Dear September, if autumn keeps this attitude of "seven points in summer and three points in autumn" forever, I will compose an autumn hymn for you!
Autumn rhyme composition 14 autumn has the loveliness of spring, the enthusiasm of summer and the charm of winter. Autumn comes to us with a light pace, sprinkling a little coolness on the earth. It attracts me not only the joy of harvest, but also the silent falling leaves.
I wandered by the river, looking for the gifts that autumn brought to the world. The reeds on both sides of the river bank look so tall and straight, and the standard posture is like a soldier. A feeling of standing proudly arises spontaneously.
Suddenly, a ginkgo leaf floated down from my head. I looked up and saw that the original green ginkgo leaves had been changed into yellow autumn clothes. I can't help but pick up a piece of ginkgo leaf and study it. It looks like a small and exquisite fan, and a gentle fan can bring coolness. If you put the handle of the fan upright, like a skirt worn by a little girl, the slender petiole drags behind you like a braid. From the bottom up, you can only see veins thinner than needles, spreading in all directions along the main vein. The edges of leaves are uneven, like waves in the sea, wave after wave, giving people a soft feeling. At this time, a breeze blew, and the ginkgo leaves on the tree rustled, as if playing the movement of autumn and cheering for the arrival of autumn. From time to time, handfuls of yellow-green fans fall from my eyes, flying like butterflies and skydiving like larks.
I walked slowly forward, and the fallen leaves under my feet made a crisp noise from time to time. Thick leaves are soft and comfortable to step on. Just when I was intoxicated, a piece of red attracted me. On closer inspection, it turned out to be a red maple. The flaming maple leaves seem to dye the horizon red, just like a rosy cloud. It's really "frost leaves are redder than February flowers"! A gust of autumn wind blew, and the palm-like maple leaves sang songs, as if clapping for autumn.
Autumn leaves are even more beautiful. I love autumn, and I love all kinds of leaves in autumn more.
Autumn rhyme composition 15 autumn is a fragrant season; Autumn is also a harvest season. Autumn is like a painter turning one work into a harvest season. Autumn is like a painter turning a green field into gold. Autumn is like a flower girl, decorating the garden with colorful fragrance. Autumn is also like a mother giving birth to lovely and beautiful little fruits in the orchard.
When I walked into the campus on Monday, waves of flowers with autumn breath floated in front of me. I walked into the school garden with the fragrance of flowers. In the garden, Miss Huang's chrysanthemums are in bud, and Miss Jin's osmanthus is in full bloom. How beautiful, vibrant and intoxicating this garden is. I have been immersed in this beautiful and vibrant garden. Forget time, forget troubles, forget everything in this world. I don't want to let go of a minute!
Walking into nature, the sun shines on the earth from the dense branches and leaves, and the ground is mottled with broken shadows. Walking in this broken shadow, there is no summer heat anymore, but mild sunshine, such as my mother's hand stroking my face. The sky is blue, so clean and transparent. A few white clouds floated leisurely, like a flock of sheep running on the grassland; More like a herd of antelopes playing. Such a beautiful scenery is amazing!
The rice in the mountains and plains is ripe, the heavy ears of rice bend down with humility, and the red sorghum swings with the wind, performing one intoxicating dance after another like a girl. Corn is not willing to lag behind. He came to us with a smile. They stomped on rice, which made their humble God proud at once. They danced and laughed and put on a wonderful dance. ...
Autumn is quiet and profound, full of yearning, full of wind and dew, full of five flavors, profound and selfless, and condensed by wind and frost. In this season, everything has the feeling and meaning of autumn.