Sentences describing rice fields

The rice fields are so beautiful that the feeling of harvest makes people feel the rhythm of the season, which is amazing. The following are the sentences describing rice fields that I compiled for you. Let's have a look!

The sentence describing rice fields is 1). The air is fresh in autumn and it is no longer hot in summer. A few geese flitted across the sky, as if bringing the news of ripe fruit to the farmer's uncle. Walking into the field, the rice field is a golden ocean. Sorghum blushed and smiled, and a wine song was brewing in his heart. All kinds of crops are ripe, and the farmer's uncle is very happy Look! A farmer's uncle is harvesting rice with a sickle. Although it is very hard, there is a bright smile on his face. His sweat fell on the rice, and the original yellow rice turned golden yellow, as if these rice were raised by the sweat of the farmer's uncle. Autumn is a harvest season and a happy season for farmers' uncles.

2) Miss Qiu came, and she brought us a golden season and a harvest season. The cicadas that screamed all summer were driven away by Miss Qiu. Hard-working farmers worked tirelessly in the golden rice fields. The apple trees in the apple orchard bear big and round fruits, which bend the fruit trees.

3) In autumn, the earth is beautifully dressed by Sister Qiu! Yellow grass is like a golden carpet. Ginkgo leaves are like handfuls of fans, saying goodbye to crickets. The fiery red maple leaves are like stamps, and the summer heat is sent by post. In autumn, the chrysanthemums that love to brag are colorful, but they are beautiful, some are red, some are golden, and some are light green ... Apple brothers are vying for people to choose! Brothers and sisters in Sydney put on rose perfume to make themselves fragrant and smell the fragrance from a distance. And the golden waves rolled up in the rice fields are beautiful! Sister papaya is playing hide-and-seek with people!

4) Autumn rain always brings a bleak feeling. "It's raining on the plane leaves", a poem of seven words, depicts a picture of autumn rain. After reading this poem, a sense of desolation arises spontaneously. The autumn rain dripped and washed away the summer heat. Autumn rain does not necessarily represent desolation, but also represents harvest. You see, in the autumn rain, the fruits are ripe and fragrant; In the rice field, the golden waves are turning, and the cabbage and cucumber are ripe. Autumn rain also reminds me of graceful Li Qingzhao and Liu Yong.

5) All seasons are beautiful-spring, snow melting and green grass are the beauty of life recovery; In summer, cicadas sing in the shade of trees, which is a vibrant beauty; Autumn, golden rice fields, is the beauty of mature life; In winter, the silver is wrapped, the river freezes and the earth hibernates. This is the silent beauty of life.

6) I love all seasons, but I love summer more. Although not as colorful as spring, flowers are in full bloom; Unlike autumn, it is windy and fruitful; It's not like winter and it's made of jade. But it has its own special beauty-vibrant and green rice fields.

7) There is a field behind my house, and there are several acres of rice fields on both sides of the road. Whenever summer comes, wax dragonflies fly around in front of people, as if blocking the road.

8) I started construction. I painted the ginkgo tree yellow, and its leaves are like small fans. Fan, fan, fan away the summer heat. I painted the maple tree red and the rice field gold. Colour the apple red and put it in the

We came to the field. Rice fields are like a golden ocean. Sorghum blushed and corn showed golden and full teeth. Red maple leaves, like stamps, float around, bringing the coolness of autumn. Ginkgo leaves are like handfuls of small fans, fanning and fanning to drive away the summer heat. Only the leaves of buttonwood are flying in the air, like beautiful butterflies.

10) I like autumn, because autumn is crisp, unlike spring, which is wet and rainy; Because the autumn wind blows gently, unlike the scorching sun in summer; Because autumn is fruitful, farmers are harvesting wheat in rice fields, and their faces are filled with the joy of harvest, unlike the ice and snow in winter, the biting wind and the terrible snowstorm.

1 1) is not a rice field but a lampblack. Pieces are no longer Woods but pollution, and clumps are no longer grass but slag mountains. Protecting the environment is a top priority. The dream of the next generation, the tomorrow of this generation, don't leave regrets because of today.

12) rainy season, spring rain is busy, nourishing everything. The green grass is lying piece by piece, and the children are busy playing. Flowers are in bud, enjoying the rain and dew, and passers-by stop to smell the fragrance. Rice field crops are growing hard, and farmers are happy. When the rain comes, I hope to be happy forever!

13) in this sultry summer, we are playing and enjoying, while the farmers' uncles are working hard in the vast rice fields under the scorching sun. Even if the sweat of beans rolls down from their faces and foreheads, they will not rest, because all they think about is that we can live a good life.

14) autumn rain rustles underground. This is her performance. She plays yellow rice fields and fragrant bananas, which are golden everywhere, symbolizing the autumn colors of maturity and harvest. Ah! Autumn rain, I hope you can play more rhythms and new songs!

15) Listen carefully again, frogs are singing heartily in rice fields, worms are calling for partners in corn fields, and earthworms are whispering in the fields. There are also crickets in the grass, who like singing and playing the piano. The song is bursting and the piano is playing, unless it's mom.

16) nostalgia for the original green lake, canoeing and turning to fish; Recalling that quiet forest, birds and flowers, I really want to go back to that paddy field, where the breeze blows and the rice is delicious. Distant dreams can no longer be nostalgic, cherish the environment and live a better tomorrow.

17) What a beautiful autumn, here, it is no longer scorched earth and ashes, but a prosperous land, and the amorous feelings of Qian Shan are covered with red carpets. Korean pine covered with elastic skins is still alive, standing proudly on the high rocks, whistling in the valley and flying slowly in the rice fields in vain.

18) Ordinary grass covers every corner of the world, some grow in golden rice fields, some grow in inconspicuous corners, and some grow on steep cliffs. All over the mountains and rivers, where is it? Probably because it can be seen everywhere, it is too easy to get, so it is often bullied and excluded. But who knows that the life of grass is very tenacious!

19) in autumn, the seedlings in the rice fields are mature and the fields are golden; The leaves on the tree, constantly changing colors, gradually become crimson, pink, reddish, golden, light yellow, orange ... showing rich and colorful. Autumn scenery is as beautiful as fairy tales and dreams. Autumn has come, and the weather is getting cooler every day, as if to tell people that summer has passed and autumn has begun. With the arrival of autumn wind, the colors of leaves of trees are constantly changing, turning yellow and red, and then falling leaves begin. The fields are golden and the gratifying scene of a bumper harvest gives people a feeling of "spring flowers and autumn fruits". In autumn, chrysanthemums are in full bloom and all kinds of chrysanthemums are not to be outdone. They bloom in various ways, and the colors of chrysanthemums are colorful: some are as white as snow, some are as black and purple as black jade, and some are as golden as gold ... It looks elegant and pleasing to the eye. Enjoy the sunshine and rain in summer. In autumn, the rice is ripe and dedicated to the farmers who take good care of them, with a golden smile! In the early autumn of the Great Northern Wilderness, the endless Jin Lang rolled around, and Mi Dou flowed. The rice harvester is busy in the golden paddy field.

20) nostalgia for the original green lake, swinging a canoe, the fish turned over; Recalling that quiet forest, birds and flowers, I really want to go back to that paddy field, where the breeze blows and the rice is delicious. Distant dreams can no longer be nostalgic, cherish the environment and live a better tomorrow.

2 1) Autumn wind has colored pens. It dyed the rice fields golden, and the rice turned up golden waves. It dyed the maple forest red. Look! Fenglin is red. It dyed chrysanthemums in more colors, such as purple, light yellow, pink and snow white ... They showed their beauty to the fullest.

22) Autumn is the harvest season, the golden season. In the endless rice fields, the rice is ripe. Looking around, you can see the heartbreaking golden waves, which are even more dazzling under the sunlight, as if the face is full of gold. Wow! No wonder the farmers who cut rice are so happy that they can't even close their mouths. Looking at such a bumper harvest, who is not happy to blossom?

23) The ears of rice in Huang Chengcheng are hung with heavy heads, the cotton peaches are like small trees, and the full tidbits are like eggs. Ah, not rice fields, but an ocean of gold; Not a cotton field, but a world of silver.

24) The autumn rain brought the joy of harvest, and it rained in drops. Flowers and fruits on the ground and in rice fields greedily absorb the dew of autumn rain and nourish everything on the earth without reservation. In rice fields and fields, the happy smiles of farmers' uncles infected me and made me more grateful for the autumn rain. They spread vegetable seeds in the fields hopefully in spring, plowing, fertilizing and watering all summer. In autumn, he can finally enjoy the joy of harvest, just as Xin Qiji wrote in his poem: In the fragrance of rice and flowers, there is a bumper harvest, listening to frogs. And all this is due to the autumn rain, which selflessly dedicated her dew to the earth.

25) Busy spring rain in rainy season nourishes everything. The green grass is lying piece by piece, and the children are busy playing. Flowers are in bud, enjoying the rain and dew, and passers-by stop to smell the fragrance. Rice field crops are growing hard, and farmers are happy. When the rain comes, I hope to be happy forever!

26) nostalgia for the original green lake, swinging a canoe, the fish turned over; Recalling that quiet forest, birds and flowers, I really want to go back to that paddy field, where the breeze blows and the rice is delicious. Distant dreams can no longer be nostalgic, cherish the environment and live a better tomorrow.

27) What a beautiful autumn, here, it is no longer scorched earth and ashes. This is a bustling place, and the red carpet is paved with mountains and winds. Korean pine covered with elastic skins is still alive, standing proudly on the high rocks, whistling in the valley and flying slowly in the rice fields in vain.

28) Look at the rice fields here. The golden rice is ripe. The heavy rice benefits bend the rice stalks, and a gust of wind blows, causing layers of rice waves. The wave in front didn't run far, but the wave in the back caught up again. The back waves chase the front waves, layer after layer, and finally become one. How beautiful!

29) Autumn wind blows gently, autumn rain falls, golden rice fields, yellow leaves, autumn equinox season, harvest season, let's harvest the wheat fields sown in spring.

30) October is the harvest season, and the beautiful northern country is picturesque: look at the endless rice fields, the rice waves are rolling and golden, like a golden ocean. People have a special preference for autumn. Spring is the season of farming, summer is the season of breeding, and winter is the season of gathering. Only autumn is the harvest season, not the autumn season. The autumn wind blew across the fields, bringing yellow rice and gold, and people bent over with laughter. Only in this way can people feel the sweetness of labor and the joy of harvest. The farmers in the field, whose smiles are tanned by the sun, don't know how much sweat they have shed. Now a bumper harvest is in sight.

3 1) autumn rain rustling, this is it playing. Play with yellow rice fields, red maple trees, golden everywhere, and autumn colors symbolizing maturity and harvest.

32) Harvest in the field: The endless paddy fields are like arachis duranensis. One by one, the ears of rice are broken and their stomachs are bursting. When a gust of wind blows, it will set off golden waves. At the mouth of the cotton column, sorghum smiled and bent, the apple tree was covered with red apples and red faces, Huang Chengcheng pears bent their branches, and oranges had green leaves, like small lanterns hanging on the tree. Not far away, several farmers are harvesting crops, with sweet smiles on their faces.

33) There is not a village and a paddy field in the overlapping mountains. These mountains are like some drunken old people who have been sleeping for tens of millions of years. No one ever dared to go deep into their hearts. Even adventurous hunters only went to their feet, chasing goats, wild boar and birds running down the mountain and never climbed to its peak.

You can see the rice fields in the distance. It seems to be bent with laughter, and like a scholar, they are all bowing to the earth! A breeze blew, and the seedlings looked up and swayed in the breeze. It was really beautiful.

35) The countryside is also beautiful in summer. The blue sky and white clouds set off the green rice fields. The clouds are the same for a while, changing into a white dog, a white rabbit and a soft white cotton candy, as if playing with sorghum children in the field. Uncle grandpa was also amused and happy. Walking on the country road in the morning, the fresh air came to my face, and there was a green field in front of me. Birds also woke up from their deep sleep and sang cheerful songs in the trees on the roadside. The wheat seedlings in the field are hung with crystal dew, which shines like crystal in the sun.

36) Summer is yellow. The paddy field is golden yellow, which looks like a golden carpet from a distance. The rice grains are so full that the rice stalks are bent. Suddenly, a breeze blew and the ears of rice seemed to nod. Needless to say, this year's early rice is definitely another bumper year.