Carl,my grandfather who has a farm.When Autumn comes,Grandfather and dad go to reap the wheat,i come along with them too.The glittering golden wheat are full of everywhere.When Dad and grandfather are busy with the harvest,i play aside.Many cows on the farm singing moo,and the sheeps bleating.The birds are singing on the tree.Then,some passerby are going by the farm,they praise that what a beatiful landscape this farm has!