2. Country life is free and easy, country life is unrestrained, country life is colorful. I also want to go to the countryside to live this free, unrestrained, colorful country life.
3, strolling in this boundless countryside fields, take a deep breath of air, the leisurely fragrance of the nose, a careful smell, it is the fragrance of the soil, the freshness of young grass, the sweetness of flowers I seem to be back in the past, into a beautiful bird, flying freely in the sky, enjoying the gift of the sun.
4. The countryside is exceptionally beautiful with mountains and water, flowers and grass. Yuzan is no exception, she let the spring for their own rushed to make a set of green spring clothing, look extraordinarily beautiful.
5. The peaks in the field are different, and the gullies are different. I'm not sure if I'll be able to find a place to stay, but I'd like to ask a woodcutter if he'll be able to help me out.
6. In spring, I went into the countryside. In the countryside, some people grow some bamboo behind their houses. Tender green leaves, verdant pole, a piece, a branch, cast a green shade. After the spring rain, I went to the green bamboo forest and saw bamboo shoots drilling out in groups. Occasionally, I also see hens leading their flocks to forage in the bamboo forest.
7. In the fall, when the sky was high and clear, many flowers began to fade and the grass gradually withered. A chrysanthemum dances in the autumn wind, which sends a letter in all directions. In this harvest season, the fields of the sea of rice turned golden waves; soybean grain full. The farmers' faces are filled with the joy of the harvest.
8, feel the countryside, feel the pulse of the agrarian civilization beating, feel China's most mellow cry, feel the heaviness of the land, feel the blood and sweat of the land infiltrated; feel the purest persistence and perseverance of the Chinese peasants, feel the pain and helplessness experienced by the Chinese farmers.
9, my grandmother lives in the countryside, every year winter vacation, mom and dad took me to my grandmother's home to enjoy the fun of country life: the spring reflects my happy face; mud on the ground to stay in my happy footprints; full of green trees and red flowers in the mountains echoed with me and my partners happy laughter. The countryside is so beautiful!
10, the path is quiet, the sound of the birds is far away, the orange-red sunset also retreated. The sky is full of stars rushed to the party, the moon with a graceful step dancing. The stars were blinking their eyes in innocence. I'm afraid the sentimental Cowherd and Weaving Maiden are also peering at this night scene!
11. In the evening of the northern countryside, when the evening sun fades, the sky and the earth turn silver gray. Milky white smoke and gray twilight mingled together, like the walls, roofs, tree tops and street are covered with a thin layer of cellophane, so that they become hidden, fluttering, very much the atmosphere of a few wonderful. The little midges became active, buzzing and swirling in clusters. The cuckoo, whimpering in a hoarse voice from the woods by the river, and again, startled by something, trailed off into the distance.
12, golden wheat is ripe, heavy ears of wheat to the straw of the waist are bent, however, the straw still maintains the "politeness" of this, you see, they are to you "bowed hello" it! That courteous look, a look can know: the original wheat also know "politeness" word.
13, the branches of the yellow warbler "ehehehe" singing, melodious, mesmerizing. The petunias were so beautifully shaped that they looked like trumpets, and with the green leaves that the crafty village girl had carefully matched for them, they were a sight to behold.
14, a country tune, lying quietly in his mother's arms, quietly hanging in the treetops, so that the whole jungle guards a piece of home.
15, behind the village is an endless mulberry garden, in the spring rain, the mulberry tree draws out new buds, the whole mulberry garden is an endless sea. Describing the countryside beauty of the sentence _ describing the words of the countryside scenery _ about the countryside beauty of the phrase describing the countryside beauty of the sentence _ describing the words of the countryside scenery _ about the countryside beauty of the phrase.
16. The path was quiet, the sound of birds was far away, and the orange-red evening sunshine had receded. The sky is full of stars rushing to the party, and the moon is dancing with graceful steps. The stars were blinking their eyes in innocence. I'm afraid the amorous Cowherd and Weaving Maiden are also peering at this night scene!
17, the barren area of the landscape is fascinating, beautiful and quiet, layers of terraces, a new green, interlaced with the road, as far as the eye can see, the grass is strong, the growth is very happy, rice flowers
18, the night is getting thicker and thicker, the moon is like a mirror of alabaster, the light sprinkled all over the village. All around is a silence: trees, bamboo, crops of the wine sobered up, no longer make any sound; frogs and insects also stopped shouting; purchase not to scream; the bells under the neck of the cattle also do not ring, this unique biological symphony is over. Only the delicate flowers were opening in the moonlight, and the rich scent of the flowers was wafting. This one-of-a-kind silence hid a uniquely rustic atmosphere.
19, the street, there will always be a group of children, chasing and playing, they play until dusk, their skin is always dark, but also a moment to play hide-and-seek, a moment to go to build a mud fort, collect a little mud, pat, and then pinch, gouge, a complete and beautiful little mud fort made, the children looked at him, there is a kind of indescribable pride in their hearts, more than the city children see toys when the joy of the more. When they went home, they took a step back and looked at the fruits of their labor and disappeared from sight.
20, after a small river, I could not help but stop, that a clear gurgling water, is my heart also with the silence. The stones on the creek are stacked in the wrong places, and occasionally you can see a few small snails, gently adsorbed on the stones, lazily sunbathing, enjoying the cool water or the sunshine under the cozy!
21, the golden fields as far as the eye can see, the distant villages become its best embellishment, the white clouds on the blue sky can not block the sun's gentle gaze, three or two trees in the autumn wind nodded, another harvest year.
22, the village road, is leading to the mountain side, is carrying a lot of hope of the path, which day, I and you will walk in the countryside path, that belongs to the road in our hearts. Open your heart and hold a bouquet of autumn breeze to decorate the whole countryside.
23, the countryside, the beauty of the brook. The countryside of the brook, ding dong dong sound of running water, composed of a cheerful song, written on the fertile land. The brook is so clear that you can see the sand and gravel under the water and a cheerful fish. On the bank, rows of weeping willows, one by one, reflecting in the water, form a beautiful picture. In summer, the joyful laughter of the little ones rippled through the creek, and the creek laughed, and even though the little ones were soaked to the skin, they couldn't leave the creek.
24, the countryside, not the city's polluted and thus muddy air, but has a clearly visible twinkling stars. And the prosperous big city, only the chemical plant emissions from the dirty stench, only black and dark blue mixed due to the skyscraper lights are too bright to see the stars and the moon in the sky, there is no countryside, "sunrise" like a calm life, not to mention the countryside delicate and gentle scenery, from which I think, the countryside, nature, more than the city, beautiful. I think the countryside is naturally more beautiful than the city. Although the land in the countryside will be more barren, but, this is not with the hands to change?
25, looking into the distance, ah, a beautiful picture; soft sunset, gorgeous clouds, lying in the sky not far away from the mountains, leaning against the mountains and built a cluster of villages, a family on the roof of the rising smoke ...... grandma said before; a layer of landscape layer of people. I look at the mountains in reverie; behind the mountains and a layer of what kind of landscape, what kind of people? Here can not see the city's traffic, can not hear the city's various audio noise, but is full of this mystery.
26, the night in the countryside is not as hot as the day, I moved a chair to sit in the yard. A hint of cool wind blowing through, mixed with a little bit of flowers and plants fragrant aroma comes to the face. In this black night, the fireflies are the most eye-catching, they usually move around the babbling brook, flickering and flickering, very nice to see, especially in this thick black night, it is more prominent.
27, the countryside of the field is a colorful: rapeseed flowers show a smile; spring flowers in line, in tribute to the spring; peach blossoms attracted a swarm of bees to collect honey; pink and white pear blossoms bloomed all over the branches; small orchids bloomed so colorful, so many. The breeze blew and overflowed into the surrounding villages.
28There were times when they were happy, only this happiness seemed so humble. Their greatest happiness is the harvest, the full grain seems to be a grain of jewelry, the corners of their eyes smiled into a crescent moon. Their greatest desire is to have a good weather, they only want to have such an ordinary life.
29, the countryside, but also the beauty of the field. The beauty of the field will come into view as you trot down the path to the edge of the field. The field is blooming with a cauliflower, colorful, colorful, like many colorful pixies, the wind blew, colorful pixies happy hands and feet, from a distance it looks like a colorful ocean waves. In the fall, the field is a good harvest scene, rice ears smile bent waist, sorghum shy red face, corn wearing a golden sarong, dancing in the field ...... Look, the farmers uncle is busy harvesting it, the face is still overflowing with the joy of the harvest.
30, feel the countryside, don't always do a leisurely sightseeing, in the flavor of its serenity and purity at the same time, to give it a little more attention to the pain, to give it a little more understanding of the hard work and compassion.
31, walking in the countryside on the sheep's intestine road, take a deep breath, a burst of light fragrance comes to my nose, so that I am relaxed and happy; paths on both sides of the colorful flowers, there are pink, yellow, blue, white, pink as Xia, yellow Seijin, blue like the sea, white, such as snow, the flowers are also interspersed with a variety of wild grasses.
32, autumn came, the leaves are yellow, golden fields are blown by the wind, like students doing exercises on the playground, neat and orderly. Farmers each went to the fields to harvest. The fruits were fresh! The rice fields were harvested and then pounced on by the farmers to sun the grains on the big paddies in front of their doors. Autumn in the countryside makes me happy!
33, the countryside, as a rule, there is always a livestock barn, every day, the countryside, people go back to sheep, cattle. They ate grass leisurely, not far from a small river, like a ribbon embedded in the grass, the cows issued "moo sound, as if to what to express approval like. Some people, but also open a few acres of vegetable land, cauliflower, chili ...... anything planted, the harvest is always smiling, of course, because it is necessary to eat twice as much food than others. When they eat, the table and chairs meals moved to the yard to eat up, a few wild dogs also want to come in to join in the fun, was driven out by them, had to gray tail, grabbed to escape.
34, winter, is a white world. The big trees uncle put on a white coat, white flowers of snow to the road paved a white trail. The roofs of the houses are covered with snow, and some of them are frozen. Children are piling up lovely snowmen in the snow. This is the winter in the countryside, and it charmed me y.
35. In the fall, when the sky was high and clear, many flowers began to fade and the grass gradually yellowed. A chrysanthemum dancing in the autumn wind, the autumn wind to send a "letter" mail in all directions. In this harvest season, the sea of rice in the field turned golden waves; soybean grains full. The farmers' faces are full of the joy of the harvest.
36, before and after the house, a pink peach blossom adorned with branches, a cluster, a tree, like a red haze falling, colorful rain, the breeze blew down, the fragrance refreshing. Swarms of small bees buzzing, flying around in the flowers, occasionally butterflies fly over, a moment in the air fluttering, a moment to fall on the flowers, watching, watching, thinking that the flowers have wings to fly up.
37, autumn, falling leaves colorful, a leaf like a butterfly, to the earth weave a golden carpet, so that the earth Gong put on a warm clothes. Let it winter will not feel cold. Rows of geese fly from the north to live in the south for the winter.
38、Autumn is a season of harvest. Golden grains turned up in the wind; sorghum also dyed its hair red; a champion long jumper Beans also held a sports meeting, one after another, jumped out of the pod mother's embrace. At this time the children would go with the adults in the donkey carts to the fields to help them harvest the grain.
39. On the lawn, the grass poked its head out and breathed in the fresh air. Flowers are also in bloom, there are peonies, anemones, cockscombs, dahlias, they are clothed in season, the order of opening, simple with a few gorgeous, showing a unique farm scenery. Look at the white sheep, leisurely.
40, along the curved path, looking for distant memories, carrying a bucket, painting the field farmhouse, the mountains, so that the mountains are full of buds, buds.
41, the shape of the clouds also a moment a kind. Sometimes like a ball of cotton, sometimes like the waves on the river, they change so naturally, so quickly, so magnificent.
42, winter in the countryside, snow drifts. Snow fell on the pine trees, pine trees put on a snow-white coat, snow fell on the wheat field, wheat field baby covered with a layer of quilt, snow fell on the countryside on the trail, the trail laid a long carpet. Children can play happily, in the snow pile snowman, snowball fight ......
43, summer, the sun is scorching the earth, if there is a small river behind their house, then in the stone bridge, in the shade of the green trees, will see a group of children playing in the water, from time to time splash layer after layer of splash, like a blooming white lotus. What goes on between the colorful stream and the stones, no one will ever know.
44, golden fields as far as the eye can see, the distant small villages into its best embellishments, the blue sky on the white clouds can not block the sun that gentle gaze, three or two trees in the autumn wind nodded, another harvest year.
45, country people, live in the house are covered with a piece of tile. And always love to plant some pumpkins, squash, tomatoes and other vegetables and fruits in the garden in front of the house, every summer and fall will produce green, red melon. Some of them leisurely lying on the ground, some hanging on the vine smile crooked waist, some ...... constitute a unique funny picture, than the city that high-rise buildings in front of the stone lions lovely more.
46, first thought, the countryside is a fairy tale paradise. It faded from the city's pomp and circumstance, washed out of the world's complexity.
47, a pool of blue water, crystal clear; fish in the water, wear Jun to and fro. The village house, the green smoke contrasts with each other; high trees, low willow pitching posture; green grass, flowers in full bloom, colorful butterflies; everything in this world is thrown into the embrace of the small river.
48. Summer in the countryside is not as hot as in the city. The old people sit leisurely in the rocking chairs under, shaking the bibimbap; the children run around the big trees, tired and sweaty; the women sit around, pulling a few words of home talk, talking endlessly. On a quiet summer night, the crickets sang a beautiful song, the wind blew through the cracks of the trees issued a "rustle ......" sound, the river lowered the pitch gently accompanied the Qin, composed of a melodious lullaby.
49, surrounded by grass, is a huge pond, pond green like a flawless emerald. There were many snow-white ducks in the pond, playing in the water. Suddenly a small fish quietly out of the water, blowing a small bubble, although it is so clever, but still difficult to escape the eyes of the ducks. They couldn't wait to dive underwater and swam over to it so fast that one of them grabbed the little fish and swallowed it violently.
50, charming countryside, into the eyes of a colorful, fragrant and pure and beautiful flowers, peonies, anemones, cockscomb, dahlia, they are simple with a few gorgeous, showing a unique farm scenery, the sunshine sprinkled with a
51, I feel the countryside, both the men's rugged and bold, but also a daughter of the watery tenderness. This is the countryside in my mind, the countryside I feel out.
52. The sun is setting and the night is coming. The night in the countryside is not as hot as the daytime, I moved a chair to sit in the yard. A hint of cool wind blew through, mixed with a little flowers and plants fragrant aroma came to my face. In this black night, the fireflies are the most eye-catching, they usually move around the babbling brook, flickering and flickering, very nice to see, especially in this thick black night, it is more prominent.
53, In the hot summer, when you come to the countryside, you will still see hard-working farmers plowing and watering their fields. Plants also straightened up to suck the sweet dew. Butterflies of all colors also flew over, dancing that beautiful dance.
54、Below the window was a large square grid of fields. Near the highway is a lush mango forest, at the end of the forest is a small stream, can be said to be small, with the water of this stream to irrigate the forest, can work! Next to it is a large meadow, green grass, especially in the summer time is even more beautiful, beautiful petunias bloom in the grass, attracting beautiful colorful butterflies, there is a unique flavor of the hometown.
55, the field next to the path, a small grass from the land poked his head out, east, west, as if in this beautiful scenery carefully appreciate. The grass is full of colorful flowers, as if the green carpet painted on the small dots. The river next to the trail is shallow and clear, with small fish swimming in the river and gravel trembling at the bottom, clearly visible.
56, the countryside, is the place where our grandparents grew up; the countryside, but also the hometown of food; the countryside, but also farmers uncle harvest, bloom smile place. Today, let's go into the countryside, feel the rural landscape, experience the rural family life.
57, in the afternoon, accompanied by the sky's red haze, the evening breeze, the ducks in the water is also the sky's red haze into the red, the birds also fluttered their wings to the nest, the sheep also back to the circle, we look at those beautiful and charming scenery, tasting the farm meals, the heart don't mention how happy, how cozy!
58, I think that the style of the countryside, as that water country sweet, gentle Jiangnan women generally delicate and soft.
59、Autumn, the sky is high, many flowers began to fade, the grass is also gradually yellow. A chrysanthemum dancing in the autumn wind, the autumn wind to a letter mailed in all directions. In this harvest season, the sea of rice in the field turned golden waves; soybeans were full of grains. The faces of the farmers are full of the joy of the harvest.
60, the rain across the lakes pond two west across the lake bridge when the rain to the four mountains, the smoke of the landscape blue jagged. The white clouds suddenly over the table forest out, a corner of the slanting sun He Supervisory Shrine.
61, behind the village is an endless mulberry garden, in the spring under the moisturizing rain, mulberry tree buds, the whole mulberry garden is an endless sea.
62, in the fall, I went into the countryside. Fields, is the countryside farmers hard work. Now the melons and fruits are ripe. A small green cabbage is so tender that it is dripping. And small green vegetables next to the big winter melon, big winter melon body everywhere is white ash, like a white armor. There are red like fire tomatoes, like a small lantern hanging in the tree, I saw straight saliva, really want to eat a few. With fruits and melons as neighbors is the golden rice, the breeze blew, they brush to me waving. They formed a harmonious and beautiful landscape.
63, Pavilion of lotus flowers in the summer sun in full bloom, competing, charming water rhyme, intoxicating lotus fragrance, forming a beautiful and unique summer landscape.
64, the south of the mountain, the mountain high trees. Valuable white pines, red pines, the same, a piece, lush, clean and upright, evergreen.
65, before and after the house, a pink peach blossom adorned branches, a cluster, a tree, like a red haze falling, colorful rain, the breeze blew down, the fragrance refreshing. Swarms of small bees "buzzing" called, flying around in the flowers, occasionally butterflies fly over, a moment in the air dancing, a moment to fall on the flowers, watching, thinking that the flowers have wings to fly up.
66, a house, a window, pulling home travelers, who, dancing in the golden autumn, so that the earth is fragrant, so that the eaves hung full of fragrance.
67, a pool of blue water, crystal clear; fish in the water, wear Jun to and fro. The village house, the green smoke; high trees, low willow pitching posture; green grass, flowers, colorful butterflies; everything here is thrown into the embrace of the small river.
68, the countryside of the field a colorful: rape flowers showed a smile; spring flowers in line, in tribute to the spring; peach blossom attracted a swarm of bees honey; pink and white pear blossoms bloomed all over the branches; small orchids bloomed so colorful, so much. The breeze blew and overflowed in the surrounding villages.
69, strolling in this boundless countryside fields, take a deep breath of air, leisurely fragrance came to my nose, smell carefully, is the fragrance of the soil, the freshness of young grass, the sweet smell of flowers ...... I seem to go back to the past, turned into a beautiful bird, flying freely in the sky, enjoying the gift of the sun! .
70, the countryside, the beauty of the river. The small river in the countryside is really quiet! The quiet so that you can not feel her in the flow. The countryside of the river is really clear ah! Clear so that you do not feel her in the flow. In summer, my friends and I play in the river: we catch fish, play water fights, touch crabs, our laughter filled the whole river.
71、The countryside, the beauty is in the fields. In the fall, in the field on the path, the view of the field at a glance, that a golden "elf" tightly together, a gust of wind blew, the field will set off a "wave". No matter what time of day it is, the fields are filled with the laughter of children.
72, the vibrant spring color to love, flowers fighting in the summer is certainly fascinating, fruity overflowing in the middle of the partnership is worthy of praise, the winter of the north is really spectacular, the countryside of the twilight. However, I love the countryside at dusk, not only because it has a fascinating style, but also because it is full of rich flavor of life.
73, the hillside of the house is small, but staggered, a unique flavor! There is a house on the roof of the smoke rising, as if a white dragon flying toward the sky, oh, it is a peasant family cooking it!
74, it may be Van Gogh's canvas on the Al, there is a mirror-like pure blue sky, there are oil colors like a sea of flowers, the golden sunflowers in the sun's feeding the seeds of hope; it may be Tao Qian poem in the idyllic, in the misty haze of interpretation of the story of the fairy couple, oblique daylight lightly sprinkled,
75, in the summer, the children like to be close to the village's creek. On the river, a large number of lotus leaves are densely packed, appearing to be crowded. Lotus leaves on the lotus is particularly striking, the light pink petals and large and tender, as if a shy fairy. The children love to swim, the boys are bare-chested, wearing only a pair of white shorts. Many children are often seen splashing and swimming in the creek, while girls who cannot swim are chatting in the shade of the trees by the river.
76. The path was quiet, the sounds of birds were far away, and the orange-red evening sun was receding. The sky was full of stars rushing to the party, and the moon came dancing with graceful steps. The stars were blinking their eyes in innocence. I'm afraid the amorous Cowherd and Weaving Maiden were also peering at the night scene!
77, the countryside, the beauty of the grass. The countryside of the grass, from a distance, like a piece of turquoise emerald, close to see, but also like a soft carpet. In the afternoon, we are tired of playing, shouting thirst, "flop" fell on the grass, although it is down, but also do not feel a trace of pain.