Autumn is coming, I came to the edge of the field, and saw comments about the harvest, and saw the beautiful and charming autumn colors of the fields.

When I stood on the roadside, wild chrysanthemums were swaying in the wind. Chrysanthemums of various colors were covered with light fragrance, red like fire, pink like clouds, yellow as gold, and white as snow. Golden leaves fell from the trunk, like golden butterflies flying in the air.