Lonely sound of cicada fading bit by bit into the sparseness and withered trees,wild goose flying south over the blue sky,when you lingering among the trees,a withered leaf laid down on your shoulder by the winds quietly,you will sooner find the autumn arrives,representing the joy and happiness of bumper.
If you go to the field,as if swiming in the golden sea.Look!You can not see the boundary of gloden paddyfield waved by the blast of wind.Each corn is rich ,if you take a quick look,as if wearing a cloth made of pearl.Look!The megranate is smelling and hectic ,she nods to autumn winds frequently, as if telling you the charm of the autumn and the thanks to the diligent fostered by the farmers.
This is realy a big year of harvest.The situation now can completely prove the old saying: The more you plough the more you gain.
Listen!A blast of laugh gone with the wind from further place.Near,some children are helping with their parents for reaping the kharif.Everyone gathering is singing and falling into the gladness of foison.
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