Unconsciously, this year's autumn is coming again. The breath of autumn is everywhere...
Walking on the road in the early morning, the gentle breeze caught the fallen leaves and touched my face. On both sides of the road, the lush weeds have become a little yellowed. In the field, the rice has grown ears of beans, and after a while, the owner can harvest.
On the street, the owner of the fruit shop is recommending freshly purchased pears, apples... This is the fruit picked this season, and after tasting it, the guests said: "The fresh fruit is really juicy, sweet and delicious..." The song "Autumn Sensen" was playing in the supermarket, and as the song rose and fell, there was an inexplicable, inexplicable sadness that was enveloping me.
At the market, the stall owner selling pork said: "The autumn wind rises, and the taste of wax is eaten." Come and see my cheap and beautiful pork belly, and ask for a few pounds to go home and marinate the bacon. His shouting attracted a lot of onlookers. He weighed two pounds, and she bought five pounds...
Autumn is so nice! The fruit is ripe, and so is the rice. Autumn is the season of harvest!
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