秋天,是一个收获的季节,饱满的稻谷泛着金黄,田间的玉米掀起了绿色的波澜,沉甸甸的瓜果梨桃晃动着无尽的妩媚,静寂的田野里流淌着成熟的气息。秋天,是成熟的标志。寂静的田野不是单一的色彩而是缤纷多姿、异彩纷呈,广袤的大地上没有秋天里的衰败和苍凉,而是健康古铜色所贮藏的朴实、厚重和沧桑,夏天里涌动的乌云变成了柔柔的乳白,成就了一份淡远,成就了一份悠然。火辣辣的 Autumn, is a harvest season, filled with golden paddy rice field of corn off the green waves, heavy melon Pear fruit shaking endless, quiet fields flowing mature flavor. Autumn is a sign of maturity. Silent fields are not a single color, but colorful, colorful, the vastness of the earth without the decline and desolation in the fall, but the healthy bronze storage of the simple, thick and vicissitudes of summer surging clouds become Soft white, achievements of a distant, achievements of a carefree. Hot