Hometown Field Composition (1)

My hometown is at the foot of the Dabie Mountain. There are endless fields near the mountain and water. The crops produced in the fields can support a lot of people.

Greenhouses planted with watermelons can be seen everywhere in the fields, which look like yurts from a distance. These greenhouses allow us to eat watermelons all year round. On the ridge next to the field, there are trees. There are endless fields. The crops produced in the fields can support many people. In the fields, greenhouses for growing watermelons can be seen everywhere, looking like yurts from afar. These greenhouses allow us to eat watermelons all year round. On the ridge next to the field, there are many trees standing. How like warriors guarding the field!

In spring, farmers planted seeds one by one. A few weeks later, seedlings came out of the ground one by one, green everywhere, just like a green ocean.

In summer, there is a bumper harvest of millet everywhere. The farmer uncle came, and they cut down the mature rice and enjoyed the harvest. Finally, all the rice was harvested, and they planted another batch of rice to meet the joy of the next harvest.

In autumn, there is another harvest in the paddy field. The farmer uncle hurried to harvest this batch of rice with a harvester. The children took a kite and ran towards the field. The matchmaker led the rope and ran forward, saying, "Fly!" The person with the kite let go of the kite. The kite flew higher and higher

In winter, the farmer's uncle planted cabbages one by one, waiting for the arrival of spring.

I love you in the fields of my hometown! Love your fertility, love your broadness.

Hometown Field Composition (2)

My hometown is in Hudian Village, where the fields are endless. The wheat has matured in summer, and the autumn corn.

Under the sun, farmers in our village work in the sun during the planting season. They can't do without sowing, watering, fertilizing and harvesting.

In summer, the wheat in the fields is shining by the sun, and the wheat in the wind is wearing gold clothes, dancing in the wind. Thousands of wheat have the same heart, which is the wheat in our village. When harvesting wheat, several harvesters drive through their own fields, so I can pick up wheat directly from the wheat outlet of a bag harvester. After the wheat is harvested, you can play on the heaps of wheat straw, or you can take out the wheat straw on the edge of the heaps of wheat straw and play by yourself.

After the wheat is harvested, we can plant corn. Of course, we cannot do without the labor of farmers. After the corn is sown, the rest of the time is to wait, water and fertilize. When the corn grows up, there will inevitably be some insects in the cracks between the leaves and the main stem. But what I don't understand is why the leaves are white. I always like to peel the skin off the main stem of the corn to play with as a gun or stick.

The fields in my hometown are the most beautiful.

Hometown Field Composition (3)

My hometown is in the beautiful countryside of Jiangnan, where there are endless fields. The fields show beautiful landscapes in bright four seasons.

The spring rain is continuous, and the crops in the fields are sprouting under the moisture of the spring wind and rain. When the sun shines, the rape flowers are in full bloom. Green crops, yellow rape flowers, and many bees and butterflies are busy collecting honey. The fields in spring are so vibrant. In the evening, the children also took advantage of the east wind to fly kites near the field, which is an extremely beautiful pastoral landscape.

In summer, the sun is scorching. The crops are growing more luxuriantly. At noon, the farmer uncle was still working in the field, and his face was covered with sweat. It was really "at noon on the weeding day, sweat drips down the soil"! Fortunately, the big trees near the field put up big umbrellas to bring shade to the farmer uncle.

When autumn comes, wild geese fly over the fields. The fields are a scene of bumper harvest. The heavy rice bent over, the corn grinned, yellow and orange, as if to say: "We are mature, come to pick it quickly." When the autumn wind blew, the fields rolled with golden waves, and the farmer uncle looked and smiled.

In winter, the snow covered the land. The heavy snow covered the wheat seedlings with a thick quilt. The wheat seedlings spend the winter safely under the quilt. As the saying goes, "Snow augurs a bumper year", which indicates that the next year must be a bumper year.

The field of my hometown is really a field full of vitality. I am deeply rooted in the field of my hometown!

Hometown Field Composition (4)

My hometown has beautiful scenery with mountains and water. Especially the fields in my hometown are more beautiful!

Spring girl changed her green clothes for the field, and Liu girl on both sides of the river proudly shook her long hair, which no one can match. The banyan trees are not weak. They are green and luxuriant. It's full of spring!

In summer, the fields are golden. The wind blows and the golden wheat waves roll, making people relaxed and happy. The children made wheat whistles out of straw, and the whistles were melodious and cheerful!

In autumn, the fields were full of hot peppers, and uncles and aunts were carrying baskets to harvest fruits. The fields were full of voices and shadows. Cars of fiery peppers were transported far away with people's joy and hope. Those unpicked fruits shook their heads anxiously in the autumn wind, as if to say, "Pick me quickly! Pick me quickly! I also want to go far away!"

In winter, the northwest wind "whirring" came, and the snowflakes danced in the sky like a group of white angels. One night, they changed the earth into silver, and the wheat was sleeping in the thick "quilt"! When the spirit is fully raised, the spring will be beautiful.

The fields in my hometown always give people happiness and hope!

Hometown Field Composition (5)

There is a beautiful field in my hometown, with charming scenery all the year round. Now let's introduce you to the fields in my hometown.

In spring, Spring Girl came quietly with light steps. At a glance, it looked very green and beautiful. When I walked into the field, I looked down at the spores in the middle as if they were shy little girls. Under the spore tree, many grass and wild flowers appeared and looked at the new world curiously.

Sister Xia, who is lively, came here wearing colorful skirts. With a small mouth gently blowing, the watermelon is mature, the peach is mature, the mango is mature, and there is a sweet smell of ripe fruit everywhere. The brook beside the field is crystal clear, and children are playing by the brook, which is very lively.

Sister Qiu follows Sister Xia's footsteps slowly. She swept the leaves off the tree and ran to the field to look at the green. She was very unhappy, so she took the yellow paint and immediately the field was full of gold. The corn in the field also showed golden teeth. The farmer uncle was busy working in the field, and there was a harvest everywhere.

Grandpa Winter stroked his long beard and came here. There was a lot of baldness everywhere. He also invited sister Xuehua to put on a white skirt for the earth. To his delight, people ushered in the New Year and the whole family got together to eat New Year's dinner, happy and warm.

The countryside is a beautiful landscape painting. I love your vitality, but also your simplicity.

Hometown Field Composition (6)

My hometown has many beautiful scenery, but what I like most is the fields of my hometown.

In summer, the wheat is about to mature. Seen from a distance, it looks like a golden ocean. The wheat sways gently when the wind blows, just like ripples on the golden ocean. How beautiful! The farmers looked at the harvest wheat fields and covered their faces with simple smiles.

Winter WaWa mischievously drove away the cheerful Qiu girl and invited the cold Beifeng Brother. Suddenly, it was freezing cold. A layer of silver carpet was spread on the field. Occasionally, there were several "little plum blossoms" on the white snow. The field reflected a kind of quiet beauty, like an interesting rural landscape painting. The fields are full of laughter. Look, there are a group of children flying kites over there. Wow! How high the kite flies! Eh! Who is singing? It turned out to be an old man who was herding sheep and humming his hometown tune at the same time‘ Cuckoo, Cuckoo ', what sound is so beautiful? It turns out that several cuckoos in the sky are singing happily! They seem to say: "Grandpa shepherd, your hometown ditty has no good natural singing voice! Let's have a try!"

To reveal a secret to everyone, our hometown's inconspicuous field is still a "zoo", with lively and clever hares, cunning weasels, owls that kill people, beautiful and lovely magpies

If you want to talk about the charming fields in your hometown, you can't finish it day and night. The hospitable villagers welcome you to visit, and you will surely forget to leave. I love my hometown, and I love its fields even more!

Hometown Field Composition (7)

In that season, the fields in my hometown will always become very beautiful

Autumn is the harvest season. During that time, when I returned to my hometown and walked through the alleys, I could see the golden ocean from afar, and a few farmers were bending over to work.

The soul of the countryside is the field. Almost every family has a field, which is neat and tidy. Rural people take it very seriously. They can always see that they are busy in the field, taking care of the crops carefully, just like taking care of their own children.

In autumn, the crops grow tall and have healthy golden color. Under the wind, they turn up a gentle wave. This season still has the waste heat of hot summer. Farmers' skin has already become bronze. They often have the impulse to ask them if they feel bitter. But as long as I see the simple smile rising under the crystal sweat, I know that they love this land, so they will never feel hard.

The harvested fields look quiet in the orange sunset. Walking on the field path, stepping on the solid land, feeling the great power from here, I can't help feeling a sense of satisfaction.

Grab another handful of soil and watch carefully. I don't know how much sweat drops into it and integrates with it, making the land and people have a subtle connection. It seems that there is a long thread connecting people and fields, and no one can leave anyone.

I can't help feeling that the fields are beautiful, especially in autumn. The beautiful farmers give them vitality with sweat. Not only that, here is also my root and my hometown. I believe that no matter where I go in the future, this field will still affect my heart.

Now, the times are changing with each passing day, and the fields are decreasing, but I will never forget the fields in my hometown, the people who work in the fields.

Because, the most beautiful is the hometown of the field, the most beautiful is the hometown of sweat fields.

Hometown Field Composition (8)

The fields in my hometown are colorful.

Yangchun, where the willow sprouts, it is like a young girl, wearing soft long hair swaying with the wind. On the grass like ground, beautiful and charming flowers burst out and smiled at us. In the field, there are many small black spots moving slowly. Oh, that's a farmer uncle who is busy planting rice seedlings. Look, where the farmer uncle passed by, the young seedlings are waving to us in the wind! In summer, cicadas on the big trees kept calling "cicadas, cicadas" as if to say, "Oh, it's so hot, it's too hot to stand this weather!" At this time, the swallows had settled down and slipped into the fields to sing "twitter". Look, look at the seedlings in the field. Alas, they are gone, but they are replaced by golden rice. The farmers are busy again, and the rice dances with the wind.

The fields in winter are desolate and silent. The grass and flowers are gone, and even the big tree is bald. There were no seedlings and rice in the fields, and the birds did not know where to hide. The field fell asleep.

The fields of my hometown are so lovely and charming, no matter in the fragrant spring, the green summer, or the harvest in autumn and the silence in winter.

I love the fields in my hometown.

Hometown Field Composition (9)

The fields in my hometown are picturesque all the year round. Now let me show you.

With the rhythm of rain falling, Spring Girl came. "Hoo hoo, hoo hoo" The spring wind wakes up the sleeping grass. Xiaocao opened his hazy eyes and looked curiously at the new world. Rape flower could not resist the loneliness in her heart, and called her partner to open in the field. All of a sudden, the fields were golden, with little white, light yellow and red in the golden. It was butterflies and bees dancing in the flowers! In the air, swallows in black tuxedos kept flying around, as if to show people their superb flying skills. After school, the children rushed home, picked up their own kites, ran to the fields, and ran on the ridge. With their happy laughter, Wind Babies carried kites to the sky. Some naughty Wind Babies even sent kites to the clouds! The rape flower in the field, the swallow in the air, and the grass and flowers beside the ridge all follow the kite.

"Cicada, cicada" summer is coming. Look, the grapes in the orchard are growing vigorously, and each grape is delicious, thin skinned and sweet, which makes you want to eat; The watermelon in the orchard is also good. It wears a green coat and a rattan hat, which makes it very cute. At night, fireflies fly around with their lights. In summer, people like fishing in the shade most. The angler carries his fishing rod with a bucket beside him. They all looked at the buoy nervously, and their hands were ready to lift the fishing rod at any time, and put the hooked fish into the bucket filled with water. If you are lucky, you can catch some big fish.

In a twinkling of an eye, autumn has arrived. Come and see the rice fields. Eh, when did the paddy field change into yellow clothes? It turned out that it was a large piece of golden rice! Look, there are plump rice on each straw, and the yellow rice is like a large piece of golden gold under the sunshine. A few days later, adults drove their scooters and shuttled in the fields. The scooters soon ate all the rice. The child picked up the rice scattered in the field with a basket after the harvest.

"Hoo, hoo" The wind is flying in the air with snowflakes. A snowflake slowly floated down, one by one, and soon the field put on a white coat. The rolling mountain in front of the field, surrounded by the snow elves, had a long dream. In the field, the children were wearing thick cotton padded clothes and were having a snowball fight. They each made a snowman as their camp. The children were divided into two teams. Each team hid behind the snowman of their own team and threw snowballs at the other snowman. Snowballs of different sizes are flying in the air. You come and I go, not to be outdone. Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers. It turned out that they had won.

The fields in my hometown, no matter what season, have a beautiful scenery.

Hometown Field Composition (10)

My hometown is in a mountain village in Fuyang, where the scenery is beautiful.

What I like best is the fields in my hometown. In spring, the winter jasmine in the field is in full bloom. They wake up the spring breeze, and the spring breeze doll wakes up the good friend, Chunyu. The spring breeze is blowing, and the hibernating animals wake up and play with the spring breeze! The spring rain scattered the floating ice in the stream, and there was a happy swim in the stream. Spring is really full of vitality!

On summer nights, concerts were held in the fields. The song is so soft and soothing, like the sound of nature. The stars above the fields are shining brightly. Summer is really free!

Autumn is the season of bumper crops. At the gate of the orchard in the field, you can smell the sweet smell of the fruit, and the rice in the field has become golden. The mother of rice ears is holding full grains, and the heavy grains make the mother of rice ears tired and bent. What a beautiful autumn!

Winter has come, silver makeup, from afar, snow white. Ah! What a beautiful scenery in winter!

The fields are lively, free, fertile, and white. Like a magician, they change the seasons!

Hometown Field Composition (11)

"I love the fields in autumn. When it comes to autumn, the fields take off their green shirts and put on their yellow sweaters. People all sigh," Ah, autumn is coming, and everything is going to wither. "However, in this yellow field, I find the vitality of autumn.

In this beautiful season, in order to let me know more about my hometown, my father and mother decided to take me on a special trip during the study break. The destination is the place where my family yearns for our dream - my hometown Hubei Echeng, which is located about 30 kilometers east of Wuhan City and only a thousand meters away from the long shore.

Facing the cool autumn wind blowing gently and against the tile blue sky, we walked into the endless fields. There was gold everywhere in front of us, which made people feel more happy in the autumn harvest.

In the morning, when I walked into the field, a smell of rice came to my nose, which made me feel relaxed and happy; I was greeted by a waist deep rice ear, golden yellow, shining, dancing gracefully with the wind. They seem to be waiting for the farmers to welcome them into the warehouse, to enjoy the endless love

Three spring is not as busy as one autumn. During the day, the whole field was bustling with joy, and the harvest of millet was busy. Look, an old man over 50 years old here is holding a sickle. With a big wave of his hand, rows of millet will miraculously lie on the ground, neat. In just a few bags of cigarettes, the airtight rice fields were cut into several "star roads"; Look, there are groups of children coming again, holding baskets in their hands, lowering their heads and bending over to pick up rice ears carefully. Look at their earnest appearance. They are holding their breath as if they are collecting gold. They will never let go of a grain of rice. They will not stop until they can no longer hold their baskets.

The children in my hometown have been industrious and thrifty since childhood and know how to cherish every grain. Because they know the profound meaning of "at noon on the day of weeding, sweat drips down from the grain".

In the evening, the sun was ready to go down. Its afterglow made the clouds in the sky red. The scenery was so beautiful that I was fascinated. People who have worked hard all day are also preparing to go home. Look at the uncles of farmers. They are all returning with loads, carrying bundles of "gold" on their backs, and their faces are full of the joy of harvest. They are on their way home

When the harvest was good, the farmers dedicated "golden mountains" to the country, providing sufficient food for people in all walks of life.

Although the trip lasted only two days, the autumn scenery of my hometown has been deeply branded into my mind.

I love this golden autumn season, I love the autumn fields in my hometown, and I love the memories and happiness that autumn brings to me.

Hometown Field Composition (12)

Whenever I see golden rice, I think of the fields in my hometown.

The fields in my hometown are planted with various fruits and vegetables all the year round, which is a beautiful place. In spring, there are green and lovely young seedlings in the fields of my hometown. When the spring wind blows, they twist their slender bodies and dance; After the spring rain, they seem to be taking a bath, making their seedlings clean.

Unconsciously, the weather gradually turned hot, and the hot summer came. The broad beans in the fields are ripe. Under the scorching sun, they look forward to the farmers' uncles picking them up. When the farmers' uncles pick them up, the picked broad beans are very excited. Then they show off to those broad bean companions who haven't been picked up: "Look, the farmers' uncles must have picked me up first because I'm strong!" Those companions also retort; "Hum, wait and see, the next one must be me!" The hot summer ended with the quarrel of broad beans in the fields.

The cool autumn wind suddenly blew away the heat and ushered in a crisp autumn. In this season, many fruits and vegetables are ripe. As soon as I walked into the fields, I saw the golden rice fields and the yellow orange sea, smelled their wonderful fragrance, and heard the beautiful sound of the wind blowing on them. Peasant uncles are busy picking and preparing food for winter.

The biting cold wind blows, and autumn is taken away by the "whirring" north wind. The fields in winter are planted with green vegetables. In the cold winter, it brings a ray of life to the earth. Ah! The field in my hometown is really a beautiful place. It has different scenery all the year round. It's really beautiful!

Hometown Field Composition (13)

I like the pink spring, the willow green spring, the scorching summer, the snowy winter, but I like the fruitful autumn best!

Today, let me take you into the autumn in this field!

Autumn with a trace of cool, quietly, quietly, close to us, close to the fields.

The orange and persimmon trees in the fields are full of orange oranges and persimmons. They are jostling for people to pick them!

The grapes in the fields are ripe. Clusters of purple and green grapes are hung on the grape trellis, emitting an attractive fragrance, which makes people want to taste!

The osmanthus trees in the fields are dressed in golden flowers. They are extremely beautiful, and she also smells fragrant, which makes people feel relaxed and happy!

The cotton in the field is snow-white. From a distance, it looks as if it had just fallen a heavy snow goose feather.

The rice in the field gradually became golden, just like a golden ocean. Wind blew across the field, and the "golden ocean" turned up golden spray again and again.

Peasant uncles went to the fields early in the morning. Some were planting small vegetables, which stood proudly in the fields! Some are growing Chinese cabbage

Others are picking plump green beans. They look like little fat people, round and lovely!

Autumn in the fields is so beautiful! I like autumn because it brings us a harvest song and a happy song!

Hometown Field Composition (14)

Everyone's hometown has the most beautiful scenery. Where is your hometown most beautiful? ha-ha! This question is very simple, that is, the field!

In spring, everything in the field recovers, and the wheat of last year has become the seedling of today. Through the narrow paths between the fields. There grow a tree of flowers: peach, pear, apricot, winter jasmine, fragrant and colorful. Spring in the fields is sweet!

In summer, the peach trees on the path are full of peaches. Pick one, red with a little green, wipe it and bite it. Ah! Sour and sweet, so delicious. The juice keeps flowing down from the fingers, leaving sticky marks. The wheat on one side grew much taller and green. When a gust of wind blows gently, the green wheat dances and sways with the wind. Bring a fragrance. Summer in the fields is sweet!

In autumn, there are many fruits and crops. The fields were golden, and several hardworking farmers were harvesting rice. The corn and sorghum were ripe, giving off bursts of fragrance. The golden osmanthus by the path opened, and the aroma was very charming. The fruits on the trees were ripe. Apples were dressed in red coats, grapes in purple robes, and pears in yellow sweaters. Autumn in the fields, the whole "boiling" up!

In winter, the goose feather snow covered the whole dead "world" - on the fields, the newly sown wheat was hidden in the soil; The original crop stalks and dried plants have become the fertilizer for raising offspring, and the whole earth has put on a white cotton padded coat, which has a special flavor. Winter in the fields is quiet

The fields of my hometown are picturesque and poetic. I love the fields of my hometown, and I love my beautiful hometown even more!

Hometown Field Composition (15)

The fields in spring are like an endless piece of emerald, green wheat, which is nodded frequently by the wind. Suddenly, it rained. The heavy rain hit the wheat so hard that it couldn't lift its head. But after the rain, the wheat was covered with raindrops. Those raindrops were like naughty dolls lying on the wheat leaves, like transparent glass beads sprinkled on the jade. The sun reflected on the raindrops, and the wheat was shining brightly.

The fields in summer are like a golden ocean. The hot wind blew, and the golden ocean waved layer upon layer. One by one, farmers were harvesting wheat with a happy smile on their faces. Before long, the "hair" of the field was cut short, leaving only short and hard straw.

The fields in autumn are colorful. Corn, soybeans and sorghum are all ripe. The corn grinned, showing rows of golden teeth and stroking his beard; In the sunlight, the baby pods left their mother's arms and skipped. The sorghum held up the burning torch, and the farmer uncle began to harvest. What makes me most reverie is the autumn clouds. The sky is blue, and white clouds float leisurely in the air, changing a lot. Some are like galloping horses, some are like mighty lions... Look! The white rose in the sky is floating towards us.

The fields in winter were covered with a white quilt. The bare head of the big tree was covered with snow, and was shivering with the cold wind, calling for spring in the wind. Children make snowmen and have snowball fights in the fields, bringing a ray of life to the desolate fields.

Late at night, people slept, and so did the fields. At night, there are often several car horns that make it difficult to sleep. Finally, a crow of chickens broke the silence of the night, and a beautiful day began

Hometown Field Composition (16)

Spring is the season when everything recovers, and everywhere is full of vitality. You see, all the grass in the field has a sharp head, and then look left and right. After making sure that there are no naughty children around, you can venture out of the ground and breathe fresh air. Xiaohua is also unwilling to lag behind. They are gathering energy and keeping vigorous. Under the moisture of a spring rain, Xiaohua tries her best to grow one after another. Some were budding, some were completely open, and the scene was really shocking! The farmer uncle was enjoying the beautiful scenery while planting rice seedlings. Although they were tired and sweated heavily, they were very happy.

In summer, the seedlings in the fields grow greener and taller day by day. The farmer's uncle looked at them with a smile, and his heart was sweeter than honey. Seen from a distance, the rice fields look like large green carpets and a magnificent ocean. Looking at the willow trees on the river bank, the color of their leaves varies from light to dark, and their mothers are whirling like huge umbrellas. At noon, it is the hottest time of the day, and also the best time for cicadas to practice and sing. With their mouths open, they looked at the fields in front and sang happily. When they sing to the climax, from time to time, there is a "rustling" sound of the wind blowing the leaves, which is intertwined with the cicadas' song, really like a symphony belonging to summer.

In autumn, a faint fragrance came from the fields. The farmer uncle excitedly took out sickles and baskets from his home and came to the fields. Approaching, the golden rice bent down, and the farmer uncle was busy collecting vegetables and fruits after harvesting the rice. The funniest vegetable is Chinese cabbage, which has been fat, but now it is mature and looks like a big ball. There are also corn. They take off their green coats and put on their yellow coats. They really look like rows of solemn soldiers guarding Mother Earth.

In winter, the cold wind whistles, the heavy snow is flying, and flakes of snow fall down. The ground, trees, and houses are all white. The snow is very enchanting. The children all ran to the open and snow covered fields to make snowmen and have snowball fights. The fields were full of laughter and laughter at once. The wintersweet not far away wanted to play with them when he saw the scene, but he couldn't because his duty was to add warmth to the cold winter. I wonder if it was the wintersweet that moved heaven. The snow suddenly stopped, and the children were more happy. The wintersweet also looked at them and laughed.

This is my hometown's fields. I think the most beautiful scenery in the world is the four seasons of my hometown's fields.

Hometown Field Composition (17)

Let me tell you about the beautiful countryside in my hometown!

When spring returns to the earth, everything recovers. My father and mother will take me to the fields of my hometown to have a look.

The field is a lively scene. Look, the sky in the field is blue, and the birds are flying in the sky from the south wind, chirping in the air, as if they are singing to us!

Nearby, look, there is a winding river. The water is clear to the bottom. The fish swim in the water. The willows on both sides of the river also take off their winter clothes and change into green clothes. They gently swing in the spring wind. Looking at the wheat seedlings in the field, they look like a green state, which makes me want to lie down on them and sleep for a while.

In the distance, looking at the golden rape flowers, the breeze blew and the fragrance came to my nose. I couldn't help running to the other side. I couldn't help putting my nose up and smelling it. It was so fragrant! My hands and my nose are covered with yellow pollen, and little bees are buzzing on the rape flowers, busy picking nectar.

The small wild flowers on the ridge also show their heads. Some are blooming, some are still in bud, some are red, yellow, blue... And the small butterflies are dancing in the flowers. How beautiful! It's really refreshing.

Ah! The fields in my hometown are so beautiful in spring. It must be beautiful in summer, autumn and winter.

Hometown Field Composition (18)

In spring, farmers began to plant peanuts, cotton, sweet potatoes, big rice... The grass in the fields also stuck out, as if to cheer farmers on, full of vitality everywhere. Spring girl also weaves a beautiful wreath for the field with beautiful flowers to make the field more beautiful.

In summer, the farmers harvested a lot of wheat. After the wheat harvest, they began to plant yellow corn, always too busy to eat. Miss Xia gives corn and other plants plenty of sunshine, making them grow very luxuriantly.

In autumn, the fields become colorful. All kinds of crops are ripe, and farmers are busy harvesting! Miss Qiu waited for them to finish harvesting the crops and then dressed the fields in gold. The fields were beautifully dressed by her!

In winter, the field was turned white by the winter girl, and she made a warm quilt for it with snowflakes. After sleeping in the field for a winter, the seedlings and peanuts will continue to grow... In spring, its quilt will turn into drops of water to moisten the crops in the field.

Look, this is the field of my hometown. Isn't it beautiful? I think it is the most beautiful place in the world.