Autumn field

On Sunday morning, the autumn is crisp and cool, and the blue sky is filled with white clouds. My mother took me to the field on the other side of my grandmother's house to watch the beautiful scenery of autumn.

Walking on the rugged field path, I can't see the golden rice in the rice field. I took a closer look, the mature rice was bent down, like a gold hook, the grain is full of swelling like a crack, but also a burst of Valley. I did not take a few steps and went to the cornfield again. The corns welcomed me politely, but they were very shy, only showing half of my face and saying hello to me, probably because I was a little afraid of life! Going forward, I came to the sorghum field, and a section of sorghum rose red, like drunk, in the sunlight, the sorghum is redder, the sorghum rice is like a mischievous doll, and a grain of grain is vying out. ! This year's crops have a bumper harvest, and the cabbages are green and tender, as if this is their colorful and energetic youth!

In the woods, a shepherd is laying sheep. His sheep was very awkward, and he shouted: "The head sheep is coming!" The sheep immediately ran over. Some of us feed the sheep to graze, some carefully approach it, touch it, and take pictures with it! It is fast becoming a big star! Along the way, we have harvested a lot of fruits, there are peppers picked in the pepper garden, pickles on the roadside, and melons picked from the melons!

I love autumn, but I love autumn fields more, because the crops in the field are playing a song of affectionate autumn!

New Town Campus sixth grade: Chen Zhixiang