Facing the autumn wind, walking along the roadside, white chrysanthemums bloom wildly, and with the autumn wind, they give off a burst of fragrance, which is refreshing. These little white lovely people can always stand in a row to pay tribute when the autumn wind blows the earth. At this time, there will be a little girl in a golden dress, standing on the side of the road, waving golden petals, lined with white chrysanthemums, welcoming autumn. The fragrance of her basket full of petals seems to overflow. She has a beautiful name-osmanthus.
Stepping into the orchard, red and big apples hung heavily on the branches, bending the waist of the tree. Walking on, we can see a big pear with a fruity smell. Some straighten up and show off their strong bodies; Some are like shy little girls, hiding behind leaves and laughing secretly. Oranges are small and attractive; The fiery red persimmon is soft and sweet; Sugarcane is covered with a purple coat; Pomegranate is not outstanding in appearance, but it is a crystal-clear "gem" when cut with a small knife ... The fruit in the orchard is so fat, and the hard-working autumn must come. "The farmer who lives in autumn", you see, sorghum proudly holds its head high, and Qiu Guang is colorful, like a flower bed covered with brilliant jewels. On a corn stalk one person high, each one has a solid corn. The rice is also ripe, golden, and looks like a long and wide yellow carpet. Look, the farmers waving sickles in the field are bent over and sweaty. It was the autumn wind that quietly wiped their sweat, and the wheat bent over with laughter. The laundry list is full of crops, and the autumn wind takes them home. ...
As the sun sets, the autumn wind sings home. The sunset dyed the lake red, and the falling red maple leaves rippled in the water.
The rhythm of autumn, the wonderful rhythm, is accompanied by the rhythm of people's efforts.