A beautiful country life
Leaving the hustle and bustle of the city, I came to the quiet countryside. The air in the mountains is pure, take a deep breath, breathe freely, leave all the worries behind and enjoy the grace given by nature.
Look up at the sky, clear blue sky, a pure blue. Looking around, rambling farmland, the brook clattered, butterflies lazily sleeping on the white flowers of potatoes, a light fragrance on the face, in the warm wind slightly intoxicated; in this mountain apricot ripening season, the branches are adorned with a tantalizing yellow. In the bright sunshine, the display in front of us seems to be a continuous scroll. This is not quite a paradise on earth, but compared to the dirty air and noisy crowd in the city, it can be said to be a good place to cultivate your body and mind, and you can't smell the heavy gasoline odor here at all.
The autumn girl quietly came to earth with light steps. She walked through the sorghum field, the ground of the sorghum spike heavy pressure bent the branch pole; she walked through the peanut field, peanut leaves yellow. In this harvest season, who can not be happy! The farmers are working hard． Golden rice fields, a beautiful flowers, silk fragrance wafted, colorful, flowers like fairies, with the fragrance of the dance there, beautiful! Seeing these flowers, all the fatigue is gone. On this day, our whole family went out to the field to pull peanuts. Although I was the youngest, my strength was no less than theirs. I came to a peanut front, hands grasping the peanut leaves to pull up, "wow" sound, peanuts were pulled out of the ground by me, although a handful of soil, but this is my first battle ah! There is a peanut is particularly difficult to pull, I put out my strength, "snap" sound, I grabbed both hands *** of the peanuts, fell a "four feet to the sky", at once, I was covered in mud, became a mud man, but my heart has a kind of indescribable joy.
Whenever there is time, I will drag my siblings to the stream to pick up stones. We pulled up our pants and went to the thigh-deep creek to pick up stones. There were so many rocks in the creek! It was covered with rocks of different shapes, bright colors, and strange shapes. There are red, there are green, there are white ...... the rarest or crystal stone, after years of washing, crystal stone again and again to change into a new outfit, and finally become a shiny and eye-catching stone. Some of the stones in the water are flat, some are square, and some are round ...... These natural stones have their own beautiful new clothes and their own strange shapes, which are so enjoyable! The edge of the beach, you can see a lot of snails are slowly moving, we found their favorite stones in the cool, clear water, but also race to close the air ...... this stream, leaving me with infinite good memories.
Dense concentration of stars, more shining in the black night sky, like a pair of watery eyes, curiously looking at everything, and like crystal diamonds set in black velvet, scattered in the polished jade disk. "There are stars moving, and so many of them yo!" I said without realizing it. Try to catch, it turned out to be a group of fireflies in the "trick". Only to see them flying around in pairs, especially on the tail of the "light bulb" is also moving slowly, adding an angry night. Grass trees and flowers did not sleep, they stretch their bodies, with a gust of warm wind dancing, if you squat down, you will hear them whispering. In the grass, gurgling water accompanied by a chorus of frogs and crickets, forming a unique symphony of the summer night. Everything was so harmonious.
In spring, the weather turns warm, grass grows and warblers fly; in spring, plowing and sowing, full of hope.
The spring girl like a sacred, quietly came to this former full of children's laughter in the countryside.
The countryside in spring is really extraordinary.
In the wheat field, a diligent farmer is working hard.
Not long after, their haggard face out of a crystal bead of sweat, but they are still planted with joy.
After a busy day, the farmers, each sweating, rode their bicycles and went home happily.
In the morning, the children took their kites and went to play happily in the fields that were just waking up.
They flew kites, big and small kites in the sky. There was a big red-orange goldfish, swaying like swimming in the water, see how happy it swims! There are golden bees, it is so busy, tightly picking honey! There are also air wings of the eagle, it seems to see the delicious prey, open claws, to catch the prey ...... children play is how pleasant, they seem to be only loaded with the heart of that beautiful like a green girl in the spring.
This reminds me of a strange little poem: "Children return early from school, busy while the east wind put paper kites", said really good ah! Early in the morning, the fields are beautiful, dewdrops like stars in the sky, in the sunshine under the crystal flashing, the fields into the "green sky", colorful dewdrops by the endless fields set off, it is like the mother earth and the bright sky into a whole.
Look at the willow trees at the edge of the field, it is so green, green dazzling, green transparent, they are in the spring wind blowing, washing combing its beautiful tender green beautiful moist hair.
The willow tree is like a beautiful maiden with a cape, dancing in the breeze, and her dance is graceful, very beautiful and mesmerizing.
There is a sparkling river by the side of the field, and the young green wheat is reflected in the clear river, which looks even greener; the blue sky is reflected in the clear river, which looks even bluer; and the white clouds are reflected in the clear river, which looks even whiter.
I walked over to wash my face with the cool river water, but I hesitated because I was afraid of ruining this beautiful picture --- a black shiny feathers, a pair of handsome wings, plus scissors-like tail, together into a lively and lovely little swallows, which are as beautiful as angels. They are as beautiful as angels.
The little swallows hurriedly rushed from the south to the north again, back to another home, where they had children and lived happily.
In the breeze, in the sunshine, they swept diagonally across the sky, chirping, some by this side of the rice paddies, a turn of the eye flew to the willows under the edge of that side; some swept horizontally across the lake, the tip of the tail occasionally dipped in the surface of the water, and saw the ripples ripple away in a circle.
A few pairs of swallows got tired of flying and landed on the power lines.
The blue sky, between the poles are connected to a few traces of thin line, how like the pentatonic spectrum ah! The stopped swallows became the notes, composing a is waiting to be played in the spring hymn ...... rural spring everywhere overflowing with vitality and laughter, let's go to the countryside together!
The hometown of high school students essay 750 words about the countryside
Speaking of my hometown of Guanlin, it is not a famous town, but there is also a fascinating scenery in the spring of my hometown wearing a million purple and red colorful dress. You see! Tree branches have been slightly exposed some green color, a string of azaleas red and purple, outside the window began to hear the chirping of birds, that is, the birds are singing the song of spring it! After a rainy day, everything in my hometown's fields is beautiful. Under the sunlight, the streams in my hometown look even clearer, rippling with golden light. In the spring, the hometown is full of vigor and vitality. In summer, our hometown is covered with green and light summer clothes. In the morning, bees are busy collecting honey. In the afternoon, robins chirp in the trees. At night, crickets sing in the grass. There is a pond in my hometown where lotus flowers are in full bloom and dragonflies are flying all over the sky, which is really "the small lotus is only showing its sharp corner, and there are dragonflies standing on the head". The children of our hometown enjoy themselves in the lotus pond: swimming, touching fish, catching shrimps, and picking lotus roots. In the fall, the hometown wears a golden-red evening gown. The fields of our hometown are full of golden red fruits. The leaves on both sides of the street fall with a rustling sound. Autumn in my hometown is the season of maturity, the season of harvest, the season of fulfillment, and the season of sowing. Winter hometown changed into a simple snow-white robe. The streets of the town are full of snow and the poles are covered with ice. It was snowing, and the snow was falling like willows and rushes, and it was beautiful. When the snow stopped, the roofs of the village, the fences, the wooden sheds, everywhere was covered with a layer of snow. This is really a beautiful snow scene. My hometown has different characteristics throughout the year. Although my hometown doesn't have beautiful scenery,... Speaking of my hometown, Guanlin, although it is not a famous town, but it also has a fascinating scenery in the spring, my hometown wears a variety of purple and red colorful clothes. You see! Tree branches have been slightly exposed some green color, a string of azaleas red and purple, outside the window began to hear the chirping of birds, that is the birds are singing the song of spring! After a rainy day, everything in my hometown's fields is beautiful. Under the sunlight, the streams in my hometown look even clearer, rippling with golden light. In the spring, the hometown is full of vigor and vitality. In the summer, our hometown is covered with green and light summer clothes. In the morning, bees are busy collecting honey. In the afternoon, robins chirp in the trees. At night, crickets sing in the grass. There is a pond in my hometown where lotus flowers are in full bloom and dragonflies are flying all over the sky, which is really "the small lotus is only showing its sharp corner, and there are dragonflies standing on the head". The children of our hometown enjoy themselves in the lotus pond: swimming, touching fish, catching shrimps, and picking lotus roots. In the fall, the hometown wears a golden-red evening gown. The fields of our hometown are full of golden red fruits. The leaves on both sides of the street fall with a rustling sound. Autumn in my hometown is the season of maturity, the season of harvest, the season of fulfillment, and the season of sowing. Winter hometown changed into a simple snow-white robe. The streets of the town are full of snow and the poles are covered with ice. It was snowing, and the snow was falling like willows and rushes, and it was beautiful. When the snow stopped, the roofs of the village, the fences, the wooden sheds, everywhere was covered with a layer of snow. This is really a beautiful snow scene. My hometown has different characteristics throughout the year. Although my hometown does not have much beautiful scenery, but, in my eyes, my hometown scenery is always the most beautiful!
High School English Essay on Describing the Pros and Cons of Country LifeCountry Beauty When I came to my grandmother's house in the countryside, a picture of natural beauty was presented in front of my eyes, and I felt so kind and cozy! The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money from the government, and then you have to pay a lot of money.
Walking in the countryside on the narrow ridge, like stepping on a soft green carpet, both sides of the paddy field green seedlings are greedily enjoying the sun's shower, sucking up the nutrients of the earth, grow lush.
Once you close your eyes, these buds have all turned into golden rice paddies.
A breeze blew, and the mind was suddenly in a never-before-experienced state of mind.
In the evening, when the sun is setting, the rice paddies are even more beautiful as the last rays of the sun are released.
Although it is full of green, this green really makes me marvel: it is not only a symbol of vitality, but also a kind of harmony of the beauty of all things.
I don't know when, "quack ----" sound, broke the quiet world.
All of a sudden, the field is lively, "croak, croak ----" sound endlessly.
They are sometimes solo, sometimes chorus, sometimes play a symphony, frogs, one after another, echoing, more and more high-pitched singing, scattered in every corner of the mountain village.
Lying on the bed, quietly listening to the masterpiece of these little singers, this is the original concert, performed by thousands of musicians, they sing their favorite music.
It was the most memorable night I've ever had, and it was as beautiful a lullaby as I've ever heard.
Ah, beautiful countryside, I love you! ...
My hometown is in Shingcheng Village, Ganma Town, which is known as "a thousand years old town and a new city in the north of Jiangsu Province".
Chengli Village is a relatively large village in Ganma Town, is the town *** station, but also the ancient county government office is located in the place.
The streets here are wide and lined with small buildings of all kinds.
The people are very simple, and the neighbors have a good relationship.
I've lived here for eight years and I come back every weekend.
I like it very much.
There are several beautiful schools here, and the most famous one is Ganma Higher Secondary School in the north of the village.
In the school, there is the famous Wenfeng Pagoda, as well as the Jade Belt River, the Crescent Pond and several pavilions, and there are many different kinds of trees, some of which are very big, and there are also many small birds in the woods.
The school buildings are hidden in the middle of the trees.
Because the school was built on a high hill called "Dajinshan", there are steps everywhere.
When my dad worked here, the principal, Uncle Xu, gave me a homework assignment to count how many steps there were in the school.
Too bad I still haven't completed Uncle Xu's assignment even though several years have passed.
The hospital is at the south end of the village, with two buildings side by side.
This hospital can be regarded as the people's hospital, the whole town, no matter who is sick, all get this hospital treatment.
The people of the town village enjoy enough happiness, why? Because the hospital is right next to them.
To the west of the hospital is the Farmer's Recreation Square, which is a favorite destination for men, women and children.
There are many sports equipment in the square, which children like to play.
Every morning, there are dozens of old grandpas practicing sword or playing taijiquan here.
In the evening, many people dance here.
This is fast becoming the liveliest place in the town village.
"Let's go and buy popsicles from Jincheng Yongsheng Supermarket!" Why does this voice sound so familiar? Oh yes, the Jincheng Yongsheng department store supermarket is my grandfather's family opened.
My grandfather's family's supermarket is a bigger one in the city village, because my grandfather and my grandmother's attitude towards customers is very good, and the price is cheaper than other supermarkets, so the people who come to buy things are more.
Auntie Li, the hospital's charge, often comes to my grandmother's house to exchange money! The big fair and the annual meeting are also in front of the supermarket at my grandfather's house.
At this time of year, the supermarket is even busier, and adults and relatives from the family come over to help.
I love the rain. The spring rain of lingering, autumn rain of the Thurible, especially that rainy summer, from time to time dark clouds rolling, lightning, thunder, wind and hurricane, so the momentum of the pounding, so shocked heaven and earth, this feeling and straight is unspeakable, incomparable. In fact, the most beautiful is the spring rain. The soft breeze with a drizzle, willow branches and leaves hazy smoke, full of infinite poetry. The misty rain is like a graceful maiden, gently dancing with a soft waist, brushing your black hair and kissing your cheeks. It is so gentle and soft. Spring rain is as expensive as oil, it moisturizes everything on the earth, like a warm, peaceful mother, calm mind will not surge out of the frenzy *** . Autumn rain always gives people a coolness is the kind of killing the bleakness of all things. Seems to be *** after the turbulence and should be calm, perhaps after the rest of the labor tired, is to accumulate strength to re-expression of the period. There is a sense of hope, a sense of *** expectation. I long for the summer rain. The summer sky is like a child's face, it can change at any time. The wind and the rain come, the lightning flashes and the thunder roars, the rain pours down like a torrent, and the whole sky and the earth are darkened. The trees sway in the wind... Everything in the rainstorm confused ...... strong vent after the ground out into the heart and lungs of the cry, soaked in every pore of the body, willow branches and leaves hazy smoke, gently dancing with a soft waist. Wind and rain. In fact, the most beautiful is the spring rain, perhaps after the rest of the labor tired. Seems to be *** raging after the due calm, incomparable, colorful rainbow, heavy rain pouring like a note, especially that rainy summer, is completely dissolved into the stormy madness, so that the rain on the body converged into a river flowing around, a kind of full of *** expectations, so rushing, say change, from time to time clouds rolling, it is the nourishment of the earth's creatures, the autumn rain, the autumn rain, the rain of Cerise. Misty rain is like a graceful young girl, just like life's brightest spot, calm mind will not surge out of the frenzy ***, the wind and hurricane, this feeling and straight to the unspeakable. I long for the summer rain. There is a kind of hope, *** to the extreme, against the wind. Letting the rain hit your body and ruffle your black hair. Summer days like a child's face, the whole world a dark, peaceful mother, proud of the four fields, full of infinite poetry, so powerful, is the accumulation of power to re-expression of the period, so that the thirsty skin greedily feel the raindrops of the intense, so shocked to defend heaven and earth, the summer rain bold, lightning and thunder. The mood is so exciting. It was so gentle and soft that it seemed as if I was the only one in heaven and earth. The trees are swaying in the wind. Autumn rain always gives people a kind of coolness is the kind of killing everything bleak I like the rain, the sky always swept over a beautiful . The soft wind is holding the drizzle! Life is like rain. Spring rain is as expensive as oil. The lingering spring rain. I like to run in the storm. I like to run in the storm. I stretch my arms out and wash my cheeks, and the lightning splits the thunder, and the rain is gentle, as if it were warm! Standing in the rain, kissing your cheek
High school essay on rural road repairThe landscape of the countryside is on summer vacation, I went to my grandmother's house to play.
Grandma's house lives in the countryside, and I like it there.
Into the beautiful, clean and quiet countryside, you can see the dairy cows tied with cow pincer bells, the nests of birds, green streams and valleys, beautiful lakes, and emerald green mountains, lotus flowers which go to play at Grandma's house.
Grandma's house lives in the countryside, and I love it there.
When you enter the beautiful and quiet countryside, you can see the cows with bull's pincer bells, the birds' nests, the green valley, the beautiful lake, and the green mountains, and the lotus flowers, all of which sucked my heart.
The beauty of the countryside is in its beauty, in its vitality.
The beauty of the countryside is in its beauty and vitality.
The beauty of the countryside is in its beauty, in its vitality.
No matter which corner you go to, it is a beautiful picture, it is a cup of hundred years old wine, tasting the lasting fragrance, smooth and cozy.
In any season, the countryside is a classic "tourist attraction".
When I arrived at the river, I saw a clear river with many colorful lotus flowers, and I seemed to be attracted to it.
So I went to a big willow tree and carefully observed the lotus flowers.
Some of the lotus flowers were all open, like a smiley face, smiling at us, as if welcoming us.
Some of the lotus flowers are opening, like a small bowl, some flowers are still flower bones, like a flame about to spit out sparks.
There were also a few ducklings swimming happily in the clear river water.
The meadow is full of wildflowers of all colors, red, blue, white and sparkling, beautiful.
In the distance, on the high mountains, the trees are lush and green everywhere, overflowing with the smell of summer.
Suddenly I heard a pleasant sound of birds, I looked up and found a few lovely birds in the sky, as if singing a joyful new song.
At this time a breeze blew, the lotus put out a burst of flavor, the willow tree also swayed, as if in a happy dance.
Seeing these charming scenery, I really want to live here all the time.
Do a meaningful thing and write an essay Senior 800 words, to write about the countrysideIf I am given a chance to realize my wish, I don't want fun toys, beautiful clothes, delicious food ...... I just want to grow up happily like a country child.
Although, I live in the city, but I am far from the countryside children's happiness, that happy.
I wish I could live in the countryside like them.
In the spring, I can go to the field with my little friends to catch insects, running in the field, although sometimes tripped over a stone, but that does not hurt at all, because that happiness has drowned the pain, I am very happy.
"Yikes! Caught! Got it!" I finally caught it, the first insect I ever caught, and that was when I was the happiest I've ever been, I was the happiest I've ever been! In summer, I could go swimming with my pals and frolic in the stream.
We had water fights in the water, caught small fish, and raced with the fish.
When we were tired of playing, we dived into the water and went looking for beautiful goethers in the water and brought back one or two of them as pretty ornaments.
In the fall I could play games with my mates and go to that field to play games, because that was the best time to play hide and seek, the corn grew tall and the leaves were enough to hide us.
"Here we go, I'm going to catch.
"Whenever we heard this sound, we listened to the footsteps to hide, we walked carefully for fear of being heard, whenever we were found, the footsteps were the best hu signal to let my companion know that I was caught and to choose the location again, it was the most exciting time... ...Until I was tired of playing, or I refused to go home until dark.
In winter, we can pile up snowmen in front of the house, that every piled up snowman is our position in the snowball fight, usually we have to pile up several, in case a snowman is spoiled, we will go to another position, until our positions are all knocked down, otherwise we have not lost.
Every time I had to play until my hands were red with cold, until I could not pick up a snowball, as if I could not pick up a gun, I would not give up, and when I came home, washing my face with hot water and dipping my hands in hot water was the most comfortable thing at that time.
When I'm warmed up, I'll be on the battlefield.
I would like to have such a country life, as long as I can play happily.
No more breathing the polluted air of the city, no more seeing the gray and gray sky, no more seeing the vehicles that come and go ...... What a wonderful thing it is to live in the countryside!
I'm not sure if you're going to be able to find the best way to get the most out of your life, but I'm sure you're going to be able to find the best way to get the most out of your life, and I'm sure you're going to be able to find the best way to get the most out of your life.
I remember when I was in the second grade of an eleventh holiday, the whole family came to my grandmother's house, my mother suggested that "today we eat dumplings! Everyone agreed.
So we began a family mobilization activities - dumplings.
Mom said, "Baby, you should learn how to make dumplings too!" Although my mouth said excitedly, "Yes, I've always wanted to learn!" But in my heart, I don't think so, thinking: what's so hard about making dumplings, it's just a matter of putting some filling and pinching it. It's not a big deal.
So I looked at my dad, who was making dumplings, and said, "What's the big deal?
Don't believe me? You guys wait and see!" Said, I picked up a dumpling skin, a brain like put a large piece of filling, make a pinch, "ah, what is so sticky!" I frowned and shouted, and also startled everyone.
It turned out that I put too much filling and broke the dumpling skin.
My father laughed, and my face turned red, and my tears were in my eyes, and they almost came out, and I was so ashamed of myself, I would have gone in if there was a crack in the ground.
Dad saw this scene, afraid that I was too embarrassed, busy to me to solve the problem: "Don't laugh, our baby in fact is not stupid, a teach will be, is not it?" Dad turned around and gave me a wink, I quickly said to my dad, "Dad, you teach me!" Dad smiled and nodded.
This time I can be serious, carefully watching my dad's one move, I saw my dad's left hand in a semicircle, his right hand picked up the dumpling skin and put it on his left hand, then picked up the chopsticks and put a little bit of filling in it, and then skillfully pinched the skin with his right hand.
A semicircular dumpling appeared in his hands.
At this point, my dad said, "Your turn." I was very nervous, and my dad told me not to be nervous, but I was still nervous, thinking, "Can I do it right this time? If I can't do it well, my dad will have to help me out again. Will people say I'm stupid? My dad seemed to know what I was thinking and said to me in a serious tone, "It's okay, if you wrap it badly, you can learn it again, whoever is born knows it!" Dad's words made me doubled the courage, I learned from my father's way, in the father of this down, I finally wrapped a half-circle dumplings, my face smiled flowers, the heart is sweeter than eating honey.
This is one of the most memorable events for me.
Because I learned that you can't be too proud of what you do.
You have to be humble and ask for help when you don't know something.
Since then, I have never been proud
A crystal-clear brook gurgles around the village all year round.
On both sides of the stream, green grass and lotus leaves grew.
The lotus leaves are crowded together like a big green disk.
When the wind blew gently, the lotus leaves danced.
Look, the stream reflects a tall and beautiful figure, who is it? It turned out to be a big cypress tree in front of the stream!
Behind the house is a lush pine forest.
As far as the eye can see, there is also a large plantation of seedlings there! Inside the house, the gray-haired grandpa and grandma are whispering under the influence of wine.
The grandfather smiled and said to the grandmother: "You, you really are getting younger and younger, more and more beautiful, yo!" The grandmother heard, cola, said: "Do not say this, is not today and did something wrong, come back to flatter me ah?" At this time, the sun was already shining high in the sky.
The oldest son was very diligent, and then planted beans in the field by the stream.
Looking at the newly sprouted seedlings, the eldest son shook off a sweat and said happily: "This year will be a bumper harvest, and in the fall, I will give my parents and brothers a surprise!" The second son was sitting under the big cypress tree weaving a chicken coop! As he was weaving, he thought: when the coop is finished, the little roosters will be able to live in it, and it will be a safe and cozy home for them! The youngest son was down by the stream, peeling the lotus seedpods and eating them, muttering, "This is a delicacy of the earth, I'll bring one to my parents and brothers!" See, he is busy and happy!
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