600-word composition of Autumn Wheat Dusk

In rural areas, some people may not have been there, because people are technologically advanced and have lived in high-rise buildings. But my grandmother lives in the country, so I often go to the country to play all year round. Spring is so strong that farmers have begun to sow wheat, and grandparents are no exception. I looked at a cloud in the sky with great interest. Sometimes it looks like a galloping horse. Some eat grass peacefully like dignified calves; Sometimes it is like crystal clear grapes, which is very attractive. Summer is very hot, the wheat grows very tall, and the body is green and beautiful. From a distance, the field is green, like a flawless jade, shining with dazzling light. When the breeze blows, the wheat shakes like a tumbler. The autumn wind is rustling, and the wheat is dressed in new golden clothes, which is very beautiful. The rosy clouds in the evening set off the golden wheat fields, showing a unique pastoral scenery. The north wind is rustling and there are no crops, but the snowy fields are also a major feature of the countryside. Sometimes, I can't help coming to the fields and enjoying the white fields. This is a wheat field in the country, which is changeable all the year round. I like autumn best, especially the golden ears of wheat dancing in the wind. It's beautiful!

Just at the beginning of October this year, I returned to my hometown-Xindu. I yearn for rural life, and the place I want to go is the countryside.

It's autumn, and it's inevitable that there will be chill, but the excitement of going home will always outweigh the cold weather. On the day I went home, I danced happily on the road. The sun seemed to be caught by my emotional contagion and gradually emerged. I enjoyed sunbathing, then went to the station and ran to my hometown.

An hour and a half passed, and finally I came to my hometown and entered the town. The corridor in the middle is very narrow, and there are dry leaves in the soil. There is a well at the end of the town, and there are leaves floating on the water, which is a little muddy. Stepping into the farmland, a fresh air comes to the nose, which is not in contrast with the polluted air in the city. I skipped along the country road, with harvested wheat fields on the left and green vegetables on the right. In the wheat field, only immature blue wheat stood there alone. This kind of wheat generally does not exist in the middle, but grows around, and there are many weeds around it. The straws collected in the field are piled together to form several grain piles. There are many mosquitoes around this golden grain pile, which makes people don't want to get close.

"I'm finally going to my grandmother's house!" Dad is a little excited. As soon as I turned the corner, I saw a bamboo forest in front of my grandmother's house and said to my father, "Dad, shall we go to that bamboo forest later?" Dad seems to be in a good mood and readily promised me. In the afternoon, he took my mother and me for a walk in the field, and an autumn wind came, which made me feel very relaxed and free. There are piles of straw all around, and there are many dead leaves in the bamboo forest. When you step on them, you will creak. Bamboo is dark green with lighter leaves. Although it is autumn now, bamboo is still as dense as summer. I'm afraid the leaves of the buttonwood tree have long been yellow! Bamboo really deserves to be one of the three friends of cold!

In autumn, the yellow elves quietly come to the farmland, bringing the smell of harvest to every place, so that farmers are ready for winter.

Cheng Fei primary school