一场连绵的秋雨,淅淅沥沥地从昨天中午一直下到晚上。今天,雨停了,阴云渐渐退去,中午时分,太阳出来了。秋雨后的田野,犹如一幅美丽的油画。看啊!那一望无垠的水稻多像金色的海洋呀,茫茫一片和蓝天相接。一阵秋风吹过,那金黄色的波涛起伏着,欢笑着,奔向远方。那沉甸甸的穗儿羞涩地低下头,仿佛在感谢农民伯伯的辛勤劳动。眼前的树木,虽 A continuous autumn rain, all the way from noon yesterday until night. Today, the rain stopped, the clouds gradually receded, noon, the sun came out. After the autumn field, like a beautiful painting. Look! That overexploitation of rice is more like a golden ocean, a vast expanse of blue sky. A burst of autumn wind blowing, that golden waves ups and downs, laughing, ran to the distance. The heavy ear shyly bowed his head, as if thankful to peasant Uncle's hard work. In front of the trees, though