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Autumn, she is coming, have you heard it? I heard it.

I came to the place where autumn has come. This is farmland. The rice is golden, and the golden piece is a glance. It looks great and dazzling! The smile on the face of the peasant’s uncle reveals the joy of harvest. "Call--" Autumn, she ran away mischievously, I quickly followed the autumn to the garden. The flowers in the garden are withered! Oh, no, there is that beautiful chrysanthemum, chrysanthemum has yellow, red, pink... It’s countless, I’m dazzling! I followed the fall to the orchard. As soon as I entered the gate of the orchard, I smelled a scent of various fruits. what! Really fragrant! As soon as I entered the orchard, I was warmly "welcomed" by the fruits. The pomegranate smiled at me. Apple saw me coming and shyly bowed his head. The peach rubbed the rouge of the puff, the persimmon saw me, and put on the red coat... Autumn came to the woods again. The golden "butterfly" flutters and falls on the ground, falling on my shoulders, beautiful!

The beautiful autumn is here, she is really there, have you found out?

Grade 5: Four-leaf clover