Describe the beautiful fragment of the autumn harvest, and describe the exquisite passage of autumn

The beautiful passage describing autumn is as follows:

1. Walk through the golden piece of lead Hui, cross the clear stream, and follow the unique bluestone road in western Sichuan to the halfway up the mountain. At a glance, it is ...... green, orange and yellow, and fiery redThe mountains and forests are full of color; Especially in that autumn day, the fiery green bar woods, the strong body, the red branches and leaves were lifted high, proud, noisy as if to tell everyone: the fiery autumn is coming!

2. Autumn came, and it rained an autumn rain, and I saw that the autumn rain had dressed the fields in a golden garment, and the leaves were yellow, and the trees were full of fruits.

You see, there are persimmons, apples, pears, autumn rain brings golden yellow to the earth, and the earth becomes a golden world! What beautiful fields, what lovely meadows, what beautiful nature! We must cherish this beautiful nature!

3. In autumn, there are golden ears of rice, and in autumn, there are golden ears of rice, yellow sunflowers, fiery apples, purple grapes, yellow corn, and red sorghum, which is so beautiful!

4. The autumn girl came with the cool wind, the geese in the sky will be lined up in a "one" shape, and the other will be arranged in a "human" shape, and some outdated geese are chirping, sparrows are holding cement in the cement pit to build a nest, and some ant brothers are carrying food to the house, preparing for the winter.

5. Autumn girl came to our campus, the original green grass turned pale yellow, the "hair" of the mother tree also "brushed" down, and the leaves on the two unknown trees were part yellow and some red, the scenery was very beautiful.

1. The autumn sun rises and the leaves flutter gently. Favorite autumn is coming.

2. When the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, the sky is as blue as washing, and the golden wind is refreshing, which is refreshing.

3. In the late autumn sky, the white clouds float slowly like bounced wool.

4. Poetry is a leaf, shorter than autumn and longer than the world. One by one, Gu Cheng's "Gu Cheng Philosophical Thoughts".

5. In the late autumn sky, the floating white clouds, like a flock of sheep, wander in the wilderness.

6. Talk about the sad autumn, step on the shadow of the night, follow the autumn wind that is snorting all the way, and stop and go.

7. Autumn leaves don't know how many people's past stories have piled up, and how many people's joys and sorrows have been witnessed.

8. Autumn may be hidden in the golden ears of rice, in the fiery persimmons, or in the green rape fields.

9. In late autumn, the leaves are withered and yellow, and they fall to the ground one after another, like a layer of yellow carpet, only the cockscomb can't bear to thank them, and it has the taste of independent cold autumn.

For example, the passage describing the autumn harvest is: Look, the rice in the field is smiling and bending, the sorghum is raising the flaming torch, the corn is happy to show its big yellow teeth, the cotton is so fat that it squeezes out the white body, and the farmer uncle is also immersed in the joy of the harvest.

The countryside is no exception, and the sorghum hangs down its waist as if to kiss the earth. In the wheat field, the ears of wheat are full of grains and golden yellow. When the wind blows, the wheat waves roll, which makes people feel refreshed.

Autumn is like a beautiful girl with gentle steps, quietly coming to the field, and the corn is smiling and blooming; The beans clap their hands happily; Sorghum raises a red torch; Inada bowed his head shyly.

In the orchard, strings of purple-red prostrate heads towards pearls make people droop at a glance; The apples are like small red lanterns, and the mouth is full of fragrance when you bite into it. Uncle Farmer said as he picked it: "Haha! What a good year! ”

There is a big tree nearby, the big tree is full of yellow leaves, and when the wind blows, the yellow leaves fall down, like a postage stamp. There is a group of children under the big tree, some of them are picking leaves; Some are playing hide and seek; Some were catching crickets, and everyone was very happy.

The autumn girl walked over to the corn again, and the corn husk opened its mouth, revealing the plump kernels. The farmer's uncle began to harvest the corn, and the truckload of corn was transported home, and the farmer's face showed the joy of a bumper harvest.