1
The landing-place was a field of young wheat, which was much damaged.
2
A Lark made her nest in a field of young wheat.
3
The sun shone upon her fields of young wheat, her slopes of pasture.
4
The grass, of a delicate green colour, resembled a field of young wheat.
5
In the distance a field of tender young wheat rippled in the April sun.
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The young wheat had not been able to spring up.
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What a remarkable experience for a young wheat farmer!
8
And soon the dogs were all tearing down the field of young wheat next to ours.
9
The night's rain made the march through the sticky mud of the young wheat very toilsome.
10
The wide plain that surrounds it is green with native grass and the blades of young wheat.
11
There were no people or houses for miles around, only fields sown with a young wheat crop.
12
It will soon crowd out the young wheat, and if let alone would cover the whole farm.
13
For there are souvenirs in plenty lying in the young wheat which was sown after the battle was over.
14
Then a nightingale began to give forth its long liquid gurgling; and a corn-crake churred in the young wheat.
15
The young wheat in the acres below the wall ought by now to be a vigorous eighteen inches high.
16
When the low hills dropped, furrows fledged with young wheat-blades ran symmetrically into the distance under scores of larks.
