Photo by Chen Zhiwei

  Autumn begins, everything is harvested!

  North of China,

  Heilongjiang,

  The volume of grain commodities and the volume of repatriation have ranked first in China for many years, and the total grain output accounts for about one tenth of China.

Its 239 million mu of black soil cultivated land, under the blue sky in autumn, is spreading out one after another unique golden picture scrolls.

Photo courtesy of Liu Binghua and Chen Xianming

  "Pinch the black soil to make oily flowers, and the chopsticks germinate." The Heilongjiang, Wusuli River and Songhua River Haohao Tangtang, the Sanjiang Plain where they converge and accumulate, resembles a contiguous piece that is favored by creators and is blessed by nature. Fertile soil.

Photo courtesy of Liu Binghua and Chen Xianming

  "Tian Jiazhan has a good climate." On September 16, experts from the three major crops of corn, rice and soybeans in Heilongjiang Province gathered to inform the province’s grain production this year. A good harvest year!"

Photo by Wang Nina

  "The rice fragrant rice is ripe in the late autumn, and the rice paddies stretch across thousands of acres." At the intersection of the Songhua River and Heilongjiang, on the 290 Farm, the full ears of rice rustle under the breeze, and the autumn breeze is blowing with the fragrance of rice.

The roots and ears of rice gather the essence of heaven and earth.

Photo by Liu Xiju

  "I like to see the thousands of waves of rice stalks, and the heroes everywhere smoke." At 47 degrees north latitude and 130 degrees east longitude, in the Gongqing Farm on the bank of Heilongjiang, autumn is thick, the rice waves are rolling, and several corn harvesters are ready to go.

Photo courtesy of Liu Yang

  With a command, the machine operators started the Case harvester and drove slowly into the farmland.

The roar of machines, the sound of crop threshing, the laughter of farmers...the joy of harvest is all over this black land.

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  The era of traditional agricultural operations of "facing the black soil and turning the sky" is gone. Modern "big agriculture" is galloping in the fields, and the science and technology of agriculture is gradually emerging, and farmers have turned their lives into "poems and distant places."

Photo courtesy of Liu Yang

Photo by Chen Zhiwei

Photo by Chen Zhiwei

Photo courtesy of Liu Binghua and Chen Xianming

Photo courtesy of Liu Binghua and Chen Xianming

  "Plant a millet in spring and harvest ten thousand seeds in autumn." Since the day of rice planting, there have been more than four months of wind, frost, rain and dew, more than a hundred days of blue sky and white clouds. People watched them tilling, earing, and fruiting day and night...

Photo courtesy of Liu Binghua and Chen Xianming

Photo courtesy of Liu Binghua and Chen Xianming

Photo courtesy of Liu Binghua and Chen Xianming

  "Building a nursery in September, and harvesting crops in October." Golden corn kernels poured down from the cage, and the smile on the farmer's face became more vivid and three-dimensional.

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  "The fragrance of Daohua says good harvest, and listen to the sound of frogs." "Feng harvest", this word that seems to have been heated by autumn, chewed repeatedly in Gong Zhaoxin's mouth several times, with a simple smile on the corners of his eyes and brows. In the breeding base behind you, the fat duck frolics, the rice flower smells...

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  "Hong Fan Bazheng, food is the political leader."

The harvest of autumn came quietly.

Ten thousand acres of rice fields are open, the wind blows rice waves, and the rice returns to the warehouse.

Heilongjiang Province has successively carried out various activities to celebrate the harvest.

15 million farmers sang and danced, filled with the joy of harvest, and written prayers for a good harvest.

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  "The warehouse is real, and the world is safe." The hustle and bustle of the day gradually fell silent, the night became thicker, and a meteor passed by.

By the paddy field, Gong Zhaoxin made a wish: "One porridge and one meal are hard-won. I only hope that every bit of hard work will be rewarded!"

Photo courtesy of Liu Binghua and Chen Xianming

Photo courtesy of Liu Binghua and Chen Xianming

  Tribute to the harvest!

Tribute to hundreds of millions of farmers!

  Author: Liu Xiju