农田

很快，秋天到了，秋姑娘迈着轻盈的步子悄悄地来到人间。她用笔勾出了一幅美丽的国画。

人们都换上了毛衣，毛裤。一阵清风吹来，孩子们嬉笑着拿风筝来到广场里、草地上，这里顿时便成了孩子的游戏场所，儿童的乐园。

街道上，树木都已经脱下了绿油油的衣装，换上了秋姑娘赐给它们的金灿灿的衣装，显得可神气咧!雄赳赳，气昂昂，一棵比一棵显得威武。渐渐地，它们把自己的孩子--树叶交给了大地妈妈抚养，那是因为寒冷的冬天即将来临，树妈妈担心自己的孩子着凉，感冒了。啊，到底还是母亲疼爱孩子!

农田里，稻田一派欣欣向荣的景象。农民伯伯辛辛苦苦种下的粮食也该丰收了。高梁一个一个都笑弯了腰，每当客人走来时，它们就鞠躬行礼，涨红了脸，像个羞答答的小姑娘。哈哈!农民伯伯们种的庄稼有又丰硕的劳动果实，正所谓“一份耕耘，一份收获”嘛!

秋姑娘看到这一切，开心的笑了。

啊!秋天多么美丽呀!

秋天，是美丽的。红彤彤的苹果，黄澄澄的香梨，甜滋滋的香橘。这，就是秋天。

早晨起来，我和妈妈便乘车到了农村。

这时，雾还很浓，迷迷糊糊地，隐隐约约可以看见金黄色的梧桐树叶翩翩起舞，黄灿灿的稻穗笑弯了腰。渐渐地，雾散了。只见山上的秋菊，傲然开放。农民伯伯面带笑容下田收割稻穗，打谷子。过一段时间，再把小麦种、油菜种撒向田野。

我走上山，泥泞小道两边，一层层的梯田，绿油油的菜芽，好象又回到了生机勃勃的春天。伴着稻米香，我们继续往山顶走，这时，我仿佛陶醉了。秋风阵阵，有一点寒意;稻穗沙沙，像一首乐曲;落叶飘飘，好象一只只姿态优美的花蝴蝶。

慢慢地，我来到山顶。只看见大地妈妈都换上了金灿灿的秋装，露出点点绿色的笑容。

啊!秋天，你是那么美丽、那么动人、那么富有。你哺育春天的秧苗，让它们成长为丰收的硕果，而你的身体，已渐渐衰老。

我爱你秋天，你那迷人的笑容，永远刻在我的心中!

秋天到了，菊花吐芳争艳、竞相开放。有浅紫色的，有橙色的，还有粉红色的……形状也千姿百态，它们在阳光下争奇斗艳，把花园点缀得更加生动、美丽。一阵风吹过，菊花点着头，摇着叶子，好像在欢迎客人在花园里参观。

除了秋天的菊花很吸引人外，秋天的丰收也同样很吸引人。我这就带大家去橘园走一走、看一看，领会一下那里的丰收吧!

一进橘园，哇!展现在我们眼前的是成林成片的橘树，满树的果实，有的完全是橙黄色的，我知道那是已经成熟的;有的半青半黄，我知道，那是生的;有的在绿叶下，好像撑着避风挡雨的伞的小人脸儿;有的像害羞的小姑娘，躲在绿叶的后面;还有的完全在绿叶的外面，像圣诞树上挂着的小灯包。

这些橘子诱惑着人们，连我也有点手痒痒了，忍不住拿出剪刀就剪下了几只，剥开来尝一尝，啊!味道好极了，爽口、可口又解渴。撕开橘皮闻一闻，香气扑面而来，据说可以防晕车。橘子皮还有很多利用价值:可以做小橘灯，晒干后还是良好的中药呢!

秋天可真迷人啊!和春、夏、冬三季相比，毫不示弱，我喜秋天

秋天到了,秋姑娘又要“上班”了。

秋天的郊区是火红火红的。首先映入眼帘的是一棵红红的枫树，火红的枫叶就像是被染红的。就在这时，我不禁想起“停车坐爱枫林晚，霜叶红于二月花”这句诗。

秋天的田野，是那样辽阔。那梯田上金黄色的谷子好象和天空连在一起，无边无际，真美!忙得农民伯伯的收割机整天不停地工作，那声音好象奏响了一首庆丰收的交响曲，农民们个个脸上充满了丰收的喜悦!

秋天的果园里是又红又黄。红的则是苹果，黄的则是橘子了!那苹果又香又甜，一闻就想流口水了;那橘子也挺好吃的，可是再好吃也比不上石榴好吃!石榴又大又红，一些石榴里的“珍珠”都露出来了。如果你摘一个石榴，剥开外皮，只见玛瑙般的子儿一颗颗紧偎在一起，红白相间，晶莹透亮。取几粒放入口中嚼嚼，酸溜溜、甜津津的，顿时感到清爽无比。

金色的秋天给我们带来了高兴、喜悦的心情，秋天的丰收能使农民致富，秋天给大自然增加了绚丽的色彩......秋天给我们带来了无穷无尽的乐趣。我爱你-秋天!

英语翻译：

Soon, autumn arrived, and Miss Qiu came to the world quietly with light steps. She drew out a beautiful Chinese painting with a pen.

People put on sweaters and wool pants. A breeze blew, and the children laughed and brought kites to the square and on the grass. It suddenly became a children’s playground and a children’s paradise.

On the street, the trees had already taken off their green clothes, and put on the golden clothes that the girl Qiu gave them. They looked impressive! They were majestic and energetic, and each tree looked mightier than the other. Gradually, they gave their children, leaves, to Mother Earth to raise them. It was because the cold winter was approaching, and Mother Tree was worried that her child would catch a cold and catch a cold. Ah, it is the mother who loves the child after all!

In the farmland, the rice field is thriving. The farmer’s uncle’s hard-grown grain should also be harvested. The sorghum smiled and bent over one by one. Whenever the guests came, they bowed and saluted and blushed like a shy little girl. Haha! The crops planted by the uncles of farmers have fruitful fruits of labor, which is the so-called "one hard work, one harvest"!

Seeing all this, Miss Qiu smiled happily.

Ah! how beautiful autumn is!

Autumn is beautiful. Red apples, yellow pears, sweet oranges. This is autumn.

When I got up in the morning, my mother and I drove to the countryside.

At this time, the fog was still thick, and in a daze, the golden sycamore leaves were faintly dancing, and the yellow rice ears smiled and bent over. Gradually, the fog cleared. I saw the autumn chrysanthemum on the mountain, proudly opening. The farmer's uncle went down to the fields to harvest the ears of rice and thresh the grain with a smile. After a period of time, the wheat seeds and rapeseed seeds are scattered on the fields.

I walked up the mountain, on both sides of the muddy trail, with layers of terraces and green vegetable sprouts, it seemed to be back to the vibrant spring. Accompanied by the fragrance of rice, we continued to walk to the top of the mountain. At this time, I seemed to be intoxicated. The autumn wind is gusty, and there is a bit of chill; the ears of rice are rustling, like a piece of music; the fallen leaves are fluttering, like a graceful butterfly.

Slowly, I came to the top of the mountain. I saw Mother Earth all put on golden autumn clothes, showing a little green smile.

Ah! In autumn, you are so beautiful, so moving, and so rich. You nurture the spring seedlings and let them grow into harvests, and your body is gradually aging.

I love you autumn, your charming smile will always be engraved in my heart!

Autumn is here, and the chrysanthemums are blooming and blooming. Some are light purple, some are orange, and some are pink...there are also different shapes, they compete in the sun, embellish the garden more vividly and beautifully. A gust of wind blew, the chrysanthemum nodded and shook the leaves, as if welcoming guests to visit in the garden.

In addition to the attractive autumn chrysanthemums, the autumn harvest is also attractive. I will take everyone to the orangery for a walk, take a look, and understand the harvest there!

As soon as we enter the orange orchard, wow! What we see before our eyes is a forest of orange trees, full of fruits, some are complete