在凉爽的秋风中,田野里金灿灿的稻穗激起千重浪,果园里果实挂满枝头。秋风,在大地上写下丰收的诗篇。秋风给万物抹上了绚丽的色彩。稻穗变成金黄色,果实变成橙色,枫叶变成红色。鸟儿放歌田野,秋风四处飘香,无论是天涯,还是海角,每一个角落都飘荡着秋之韵。 In the cool autumn wind, the golden rice fields in the fields provoked thousands of waves, and the fruit in the orchards was full of branches. The autumn wind wrote a harvest of poems on the earth. The autumn wind cast brilliant colors on everything. The ear of rice becomes golden yellow, the fruit turns orange, and the maple leaves turn red. The birds sang the fields and the autumn winds lingered. Whether it was the horizon or the cape, every corner was full of autumn charm.