一粒粒饱满的麦粒压得麦穗弯下腰,一阵风吹过,麦浪层层荡漾,也把远处苹果等成熟水果香甜的味道送过来。低下头,你会看到,路边的瓜叶掩不住西瓜圆滚滚的身影。抬眼望,黄黄的麦田间偶尔涂抹着一小片、一小片的绿色、黄色,甚至红色,那是绿油油的菜地、金灿灿的向日葵,还有红彤彤的西红柿。站在这里,你一定会以 A grain of corn grains pressed down the bend, a gust of wind blowing waves Mai waves, but also to distant apples and other ripe fruit sweet taste sent over. Head down, you will see, the melon leaves the roadside mask can not cover the watermelon figure. Looking up, the yellow wheat fields were occasionally smeared with a small slice of green, yellow, or even red, a lush green field with golden sunflowers and bright red tomatoes. Stand here, you will