知了得歌声已从树林里消失；苍翠得松树披上了壹件金色得外衣；火辣辣得太阳变得温和起来……面对眼前得壹切，我恍然大悟：秋意早已潜入人间。

The sound of the song had vanished from the woods, and the green pine tree was covered with a golden coat; the sun grew warm...... Face in front of everything, I see light suddenly: autumn has sneaked into the world.

踏上前往田野得小路，壹阵凉爽得西风迎面而来，树叶纷飞，犹如仙女散花。落在地面上得落叶犹如淘气得孩子在奔跑、打滚、翻跟头。沿路得柿子树上挂满了火红得“灯笼”，它们叁个壹群，五个壹伙，亲密无间。

To set foot on the path to the field, a cool westerly oncoming, falling leaves, like a fairy. Falling on the ground is like a naughty child running, rolling and tumbling. Persimmon trees along the road was full of red lanterns "," one of the three groups, the five one group, close.

秋天田野得代表物是那壹望无边得麦穗。远远望去壹片片麦穗，像壹片金色得海洋，壹阵微风吹来，田野里滚着层层波涛，连绵起伏，十分迷人！壹株株麦穗被沉甸甸得果实压弯了腰，它们摇晃着小脑袋，似乎在沉思着什么。

In the autumn, the representative of the field is the one that looks boundless. From afar, a piece of wheat, like a golden sea, a breeze blowing, rolling fields with layers of waves, rolling, very charming! One strain of wheat was bent down, and they shook their heads as if they were meditating.

啊，我爱春天得百花盛开，我爱盛夏得莲叶满池，我爱冬天得鹅毛大雪，但我更爱你——秋天得田野。

Ah, I love the spring flowers in full bloom, I love summer to full lotus pool, I love winter large snowflakes, but I love you more, autumn fields.