1, if you go out for a walk in the summer evening, you will often see the countryside home in the dinner scene. They bring the table and chairs and food to the door, and the sky is high and wide to eat. The red sunset in the sky, the evening breeze, the head of the birds flying over the nest, are their best friends, they and the countryside, together, into a natural, harmonious natural landscape painting.
2. Early in the morning, everywhere is white, gauze-like mist enveloping the fields, as if in the last nourishment to the rice. The sun came out, a golden yellow in front of us, the full rice benefits lowered their heads, bending the rice poles. Dew hanging on the rice grains, in the sunlight, issued a dazzling bright light, like countless pearls.
3. Overnight, the standing rice are sleeping on the ground, like a carpet. The field became very wide. After a few days, the rice sleeping on the ground disappeared, and the field turned green. It turned out to be green wheat seedlings, which looked like green grass. Wheat leaves are thin and long, soft and tender, they suck the crystal dew, scrambling to grow, as if in a competition who grows the tallest, grows the fastest.
4. There are colorful flowers, fresh grass, warm sunshine, and babbling brooks. Flowers mixed with the earth's faint aroma in the air brewing; afternoon sunlight through the dense layers of leaves on the ground into a sparkling spot; three or two birds standing in the branches of singing a song; turquoise sky is the ever-changing clouds; a straight tree erected next to the road, in the heat of summer for people to send a touch of coolness. At this time, lying on the grass by the stream, enjoying the perfect combination of man and nature: heard, the evening mountains rising curls of smoke; saw, the treetops of the flowers open the subtle sound; touched, peach blossom dancing with the wind fragrance ......
5, the morning, the East has just risen to the fish-belly white, everything is foggy, as if to the The earth is covered with a layer of silver veil, the earth is still sleeping, flowers beautiful little face rolling crystal dewdrops. "Cluck cluck -" a cockerel clear call a few times, the cuckoo "cuckoo, cuckoo" call more loud and clear, the birds "chirp ", a yellow warbler stood on the branches of the tree to open his voice and sing a beautiful song, the silent country road suddenly lively: students in groups straight to school; birds chirping chat up the sky; the stream ding dong dong sang a song constitutes a wonderful spring morning song; the sun Gong Gong showed his smiling face, the golden sunshine spread all over the field. In such a season, strolling in the countryside fields, carefully feel the idyllic spring color, but also a lot of fun!
6, when the fruitful season comes, the field of rice has ripened, a wave of rice is gently caressed by the wind. Walking in the fields between the path of the road, can not help but think of; that branches and leaves intertwined into the orange tree, an orange-red lanterns are smiling; distant emerald sugar cane, like a row of neat soldiers, which may be a symbol of the strong and unyielding farmers uncle; retracted his gaze, that a piece of the golden yellow, pricked me a dizzy spell, but I am still in the heart of the joy, because it is the precursor of the harvest, I believe that this year's winter I believe that this year's winter will be even more beautiful.
7, and the corresponding interest in the picture, it is the deep blue sky, pale and strong as Diane's distant mountains, its embrace
of the vast expanse of the corn field, the head of the field and the field side of the green trees, the field of the jade belt into the depths of the green tent of the highway ...... but the picture is not static and monotonous: the corn in each other to wave in salute, shaking body dance, the trees in the deepest part of the green tent of the highway, but the picture is not static and monotonous: the corn in the mutual salute. Shake body dance, the trees in the rustle gently beat the beat for and, moreover, the sky full of dragonflies in the leisurely cruise, the occasional figure of birds from the blue sky slipped through ...... this three-dimensional picture! This beautiful picture!
8, early in the morning, I walked in the forest path, the fresh air makes me happy. Through the weeds full of small thorns, showing in front of me is a vast orchard. A red apple like a child's smiling face, bending the branches. A yellow pear like a small lantern, hanging in the treetops. A handful of rice is like an Olympic torch. When the wind blows, the rice ears sway around, lifting the golden yellow "waves".
9, the morning of the field is so beautiful, all exudes the aroma of the soil. Grass drink dewdrops of sweet, birds chirping and singing a happy song, sleepy malt, was a gentle wake up, after a farmer friend's fine grooming - watering, fertilizer, hoeing, they are a pair of tender hands, playing the happy section, began to read aloud the wind in a rhythmic manner.
10, when the diary of the season was opened, this spring is the pure and flawless title page of this collection of poems, it has been crowing birds three or five sound to promote enchantment, peach blossom one or two branches of spring. Poetry has experienced a long cold winter 'accumulation and nurturing, there will be a great momentum of the spring thunder; quietly cut open the accumulation of winter clouds, cut out millions of green silk, cut out thousands of peach blossoms enchanting spring; with a wisp of attractive freshness, wrapped in a few shapely posture, through a few points of elegance, containing a few points of shyness. Weave a few poetic between the sky and the earth, weaving a few hazy spring rain. They, the rural idyll written to the fullest, all the crops, open new buds, blooming flowers, attracting countless hard-working bees to collect nectar, the spring idyll painted a colorful colorful painting.
11, in addition to the frog drums, there are one or two crisp cicadas dotted in between, and the occasional stars of unknown insects hiss, and if there is a light wind rustle of the leaves, adding to the song of the vividness and liveliness. They skillfully cooperate together, has been in the field over the echo, echo ......
12, I sat with a small bamboo basket, humming a little song, shuttle between the fruit trees. Suddenly, a big, round apple broke into my eyes. In the blink of an eye, it is "lying" in my hand. It was as brilliant as a ruby, and it had a tantalizing aroma. My stomach was already growling. I couldn't wait to rub it on my body twice before taking a big bite, and the sweet apple juice went straight down my throat. The sweet juice went straight down my throat.
13, in the deep bushes, and occasionally hides a few big orange pumpkins, a little inattentive will be tripped by them. "Ouch!" What stung my hand? It turned out that a brown chestnut growing in the shell full of spikes, just now it is its shell in the attack on me. I gently picked it off, thinking: in the future, any student disobedient, I will use this to stab him! I'm not going to be able to do that.
14, overnight, the standing rice are sleeping on the ground,
like a carpet. The field became very wide. After a few more days, the rice sleeping on the ground disappeared, and the field turned green. It turned out to be green wheat seedlings, much like a green grass. Wheat leaves are thin and long, soft and tender, they suck the crystal dew, scrambling to grow, as if in a competition who grows the highest and fastest.
15, near, a large tree straight, head up, dense leaves through a hint of sunshine, life is particularly vigorous. From a distance, these trees are like a formidable soldier, defending the flowers and grass here. Grass is very green, wearing a drop of dew on the head, in the blazing sunshine looks crystal clear, glittering. The grass is like an elegant dancer, dancing in the breeze, dancing beautifully and charmingly. In the distance, the flowers are competing Come and see! There are so many kinds of flowers, just like the endless stars in the sky. Red like fire, white like snow, pink like the sun, yellow race gold, beautiful. A burst of aroma coming from the nose, will certainly make you intoxicated.
16, the hot summer came, hot little loach scurrying in the gutter, the field of yellow and green, from a distance like a forest, like a meadow, bring people cool. Frogs in the field "croak" desperately shouting, small cucumbers also climbed on the trellis, like a child in the swing.
17, the hillside of the house is small, but staggered, a unique flavor! There is a roof on the smoke rising, as if a white dragon flying toward the sky, oh, it is a peasant family cooking it!
18, where there are colorful flowers, fresh grass, warm sunshine, babbling brook. Flowers mixed with the earth's faint aroma in the air brewing; afternoon sunlight through the dense layers of leaves on the ground into a sparkling spot; three or two birds standing in the branches of the song; the blue sky is a thousand variations of floating clouds; a straight tree erected on the side of the road, in the heat of summer for people to send a touch of coolness. At this time, lying on the grass by the stream, enjoying the perfect combination of man and nature: heard, the evening mountains rising curls of smoke; saw, the treetops of the flowers open the slightest sound; touched, peach blossom dancing with the wind fragrance ......
19, after lunch, the rain stopped, the sky is slightly bright. Breeze gently, the unique coolness of summer also came slowly. The coolness of the summer excited everything, flowers, grass, crops, ah, are gradually straightened up, the world's elves are also active, the world overflowing with the breath of life.
20, after breakfast, as if there is someone in the silent command, no matter young or old, are coincidentally holding a shiny silver sickle, out of the house, hurried to the field, began to harvest. Sweat flowed on their faces, soaked their clothes, they did not care to wipe it. "Click click click click" sound into a piece, converged into a symphony in the field. This sound is so beautiful, how cheerful ah. You see, the soybean in the pods out of the round little head, looking out, as if also in the appreciation of this harvest scene.
21, if you go out for a walk in the evening in the summer, you will often see the countryside in the dinner scene. They move the table and chairs and food to the door, the sky is high and wide to eat up. The red clouds in the sky
, the evening breeze, the head of the birds flying over the nest, are their friends, they and the country people together, into a natural, harmonious natural landscape.
22, the water countryside fields is how beautiful ah, the spring fields are beautiful! As long as you savor, feel the idyllic spring scenery, must make you forget. It is no wonder that Tao Yuanming, a famous hermit of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, gave up a good official not to do, to live in the village, plow the fields, live with the world, leisure and easy life in the countryside.
23, the fading rain, like a hazy smoke, covering the Huaihe River plain stretching thousands of miles.
24, the climate of the plateau, so people can not catch. Suddenly happy, suddenly angry; suddenly the wind is full of sky, suddenly calm and motionless.
25, the spring on the plateau is as short as a rabbit's tail, a flash will be gone.
26, the green grass on the grassland and a thin river, bare in the sun, from a distance, like a glowing silver necklace.
27, the grassland after the rain, wildflowers competing, like a piece of flower headscarf just dipped in water, even the dewdrops are colorful!
28, a vast prairie, large and boundless, the breeze holding the soil exudes fragrance, a large swath of crops blowing as ripples.
29, the night shrouded the grassland, a disk of full moon from the fish scale-like clouds flashed out, the grassland filled with hazy moonlight, like rising up a light silver mist.
30, my hometown in the countryside, and especially my favorite and the soul of the red walled yard. And do not mention that the countryside that simple bridge and water, not to mention the fascinating pines and cypresses, not to mention that the black oil of the vast land, as well as the common year-round changes in the lotus pond, alone this red walled courtyard, is very picturesque.
31, behind the village is an endless mulberry garden, in the spring under the moisturizing rain, the mulberry tree draws out new buds, the whole mulberry garden is an endless sea.
32, the orchard, persimmons yellow, like a yellow lantern, not yet ripe orange green, is swinging on the branches!
33, Oh, spring has come? She came in such a hurry with light steps, the old man of winter as if he was still on the lookout to bring something, and the spring girl has not allowed. Look carefully, the flower pot is not a few green heads have emerged? Oh, those are henna seeds that fell last summer. I close my eyes and say a silent prayer: may this little creature thrive! Opening my eyes the peach tree has sprouted many new shoots. The stems of the grapes were beginning to green, and the orange and willow trees remained unchanged: green leaves, tender or tough branches. When you look away, you can see a layer of green and yellow. I know, that is the hardworking father sowing vegetable seeds began to "competition upstream". If it's March, you'll also see pink peach blossoms exposed on the wall, which is very attractive. The first thing you need to do is to look at the tree and see if it's full of big, red peaches.
34, gentle hillside inlaid with a piece of pink buckwheat fields, the roadside is paved with turquoise barley, logs built fences along the curved dirt road, has been leading to the distant primeval forest, Tibetan-style footsteps scattered distribution in the roadside, boiled milk tea in the light blue smoke, cows, flocks of sheep now and then ... ... ...The whole atmosphere
presents a kind of medieval vernacular meaning.
35, early in the morning, it is always natural to wake up, see the light outside the wooden window is getting brighter and brighter, the birds chirping from the chirping of the enthusiastic clamor, to gradually reduce, want to be the end of the party to catch worms to go. There are occasionally pleasant singers, calling a few times to fly and fly away. Get up and look at the time on the cell phone, not yet six o'clock, the sun has gone up between the trees, the light will be faintly smeared on the east wall, the light cast in the house covered with floating dust, tiny particles in the light happily rising and sinking, such as the morning dance. After cleaning up my mother and pushing her to sit in the sunlight, I began to make breakfast. Life in the countryside because there is no sense of time, everything can be done without panic.
36, the fall came, the harvest season. Whether it is pot-loaded or ground crops, are a welcome sight. Cabbage, cabbage are rolled up leaves, like a shrunken head of Luo Han, squatting there, just waiting for you to harvest. There are also four corners of the wall planted squash, lentils are climbing the wall, holding the vine, and outside the wall of the tree branches entwined together. From the bottom upwards, is a loofah hanging, a string of lentils hanging. Everyone says that autumn rains are annoying, but when you come here when it rains and see a world of dripping green, you will find the scenery more charming and the autumn rains lovely. While you are marveling, you must have thought of the owners of the garden. They are hard-working and capable, as if this autumn rain and autumn fruits are as simple and beautiful.
37, the field is more forgettable season of green vegetables, raising the face of blue tender, in the rain under the moisturizing began to sing green. Even through the fence, I can hear them cheering, clumps and clusters!
38, the boundless plains flat, vast, like a huge dark green emerald disc, pale and vast, breathtaking.
39, An unbroken plain, stretched out under the sky, without hills, as calm as the sea on a calm day.
40, The newly sprouted grass is whispering to the spring breeze! Gusts of spring wind blowing, drifting gusts of laughter, and there are people humming the ditties of the water town! Cattle on the back of the herd boy sang a pleasant water song, the air filled with a strong flavor of the water town folk songs. "Suddenly the spring breeze comes, thousands of trees and thousands of pear blossoms come". After one night, all kinds of trees are full of flowers, which compete with each other and emit fragrance, and the flowers are so beautiful, so fragrant and so tender! Under the flowers, swarms of bees were buzzing, busy flying around collecting honey, they were brewing a sweet new life, lovely! When the wind blows, the flowers, grass, and seedlings swing together, like actors dancing in applause. "Put all the eyes of the fragrance, into the eyes of all the garden", the spring of the water countryside garden is a sea of flowers, the world of flowers.
41, the water township field is how beautiful ah, the spring of the field is beautiful! As long as you savor, feel the spring idyllic scenery, must let you stay and forget. It is no wonder that Tao Yuanming, a famous hermit of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, gave up a good official not to do, to live in the village, plow the fields, live with the world, leisure and easy life in the countryside.
42, in addition to the frog drums, there are one or two crisp cicadas dotted in between, there are occasional stars unknown insect hissing, and if there is
The rustle of the light wind rustling the leaves, adding to the vividness and liveliness of this song. They skillfully cooperate together, has been in the field over the echo, echo ......
43, after breakfast, as if there is someone in the silent command, whether young or old, are coincidentally take the silver light of the scythe, out of the door, hurried to the field, began to seize the harvest. Sweat flowed on their faces, soaked their clothes, they did not care to wipe it. "Click click click click" sound into a piece, converged into a symphony in the field. This sound is so beautiful, how cheerful ah. You see, the soybean in the pods poking out the round little head, looking out, as if also enjoying the harvest scene.
44, the hillside of the house is short, but staggered, a unique flavor! There is a roof on the smoke rising, as if a white dragon flying toward the sky, oh, it is a peasant family cooking it!
45, eat and drink enough, I and my mother and came to the towering bamboo forest, the side of the bamboo father, bamboo mother sang a nice lullaby, so that the baby quickly fall asleep quickly grow up. Deep in the bamboo forest, we rode mountain bikes on the steep mountain road. It's really a sea of verdure. People in the bamboo sea, looks extraordinarily spiritual, the car in the bamboo sea, looks extraordinarily new.
46, near, a large tree straight, head up, dense leaves through a shadow of the sun, life is particularly exuberant. From a distance, these trees are like a formidable soldier, defender of a flower and grass here. Grass is very green, wearing a drop of dew on the head, in the blazing sunshine looks crystal clear, glittering. The grass is like an elegant dancer, dancing in the breeze, dancing beautifully and charmingly. In the distance, the flowers are competing Come and see! There are so many kinds of flowers, just like the endless stars in the sky. Red like fire, white like snow, pink like the sun, yellow race gold, beautiful. A burst of aroma comes to your nose, you will be intoxicated.
47, and the corresponding interest in the picture, is the deep blue sky, pale as Diane's distant mountains, its embrace in the vast expanse of the corn field, the head of the field and the field side of the green trees, the field of the jade belt into the depths of the green tent of the highway ...... but the picture is not static and monotonous: corn in each other's hands in homage to the shaking dance, the big trees in the sand gently playing. Trees in the rustle gently beat the beat and, moreover, full of dragonflies in the sky in the leisurely cruise, the occasional figure of birds from the blue sky slipped through ...... this three-dimensional picture! This is a beautiful picture!
48, the lawn, the grass poked its head out, breathing fresh air. Flowers are also open, there are peonies, anemones, cockscomb, dahlia, they are dressed in season, the order of opening, simple with a few points of splendor, showing a unique farm scenery. Look at the white sheep, leisurely.
4 every corn plant, every crop leaf bottom, every pool of water puddle, swept through the rippling cow hair fine waves, breaking through the reckless green screen hanging scroll, echoing in the vast green mountains and white clouds, millions of voices, but coincidentally converged into a vibrant and deprivation of the melody - "coo! --Croak-" "Croak-" "Croak-". -". That song, straight up into the sky, resonating beyond the sky, lingering in the chest, so that people are y intoxicated in the rhythm of this idyllic harvest ditty.
50, early in the morning,
I walked in the forest path, the fresh air makes me happy. Through the weeds full of small thorns, showing in front of me is a vast orchard. A reddish apple like a child's smiling face, bending the branches. A yellow pear like a small lantern, hanging in the treetops. A handful of rice is like an Olympic torch. The wind blew, the rice swayed around, set off a golden "wave".