We got off the bus and walked to the village, and the cool spring breeze blew head-on, as if we were welcoming the Golden Week with us. On both sides of the road, there are green fruit forests planted by farmers, and lush branches and leaves block the golden sunshine. There are many longan trees hanging on the trees. My mother told me that the longan is not mature yet. In summer, clusters of sweet and delicious longan in Huang Chengcheng can be harvested and become fruits on the table.
when I got to my grandmother's house, I forced my mother to set off firecrackers. My mother had no choice but to agree. So, I walked around looking for a firecracker shop and finally got it. I stood on the roof and threw firecrackers into the river. Unexpectedly, I scared the duck taking a bath in the water. It was surprised and "Ga! Ga! Hey! " I screamed loudly and then ran home in a panic. I couldn't help laughing. In fact, ducks are quite cute, too. You see, with a fat body in vain, a yellow mouth in white, and bright eyes, can you not be cute when you walk up and down?
Suddenly, the sky was overcast with thunder and lightning. In a flash, it started to rain cats and dogs. I hurried back to the house to take shelter from the rain. In a short time, the rain stopped, and suddenly the sky was high and the clouds were light. Looking up, you will see the rice fields soaked by the rain shining. Walking towards the shady fields with trees, you will feel relaxed and happy. Looking at the heavy and full ears of wheat, I thought: it was the working people who exchanged their own efforts for these ears of wheat. How great the working people are!
after lunch, we came to uncle San's guava forest. What unfolds in front of us seems to be an endless fruit forest, with three uncles and others, which is simply a green ocean. The third uncle was holding pliers and carrying a bamboo basket. I followed him and jumped from side to side, only to see that he carefully cut off one green fruit after another. I was so happy that I thought to myself, I can eat my fill now. After picking the fruit, I was sweating and panting. When I saw my uncle, he was too tired to sweat. How hard it was! I ate the sweet and crisp fruit, thinking: these fruits were bought by the working people with little sweat.
what a beautiful fruit forest and wide fields make me linger. After returning home, this continuous picture often echoes in my mind.
Happy life in the country
On the second day of National Day, I went to my grandmother's house to play. Grandma lives in the country and it takes two hours to get there by car. My mother and I walked on a path full of wild flowers, breathing fresh air, and we were in a great mood.
When I arrived at my grandmother's house, my little sister and I went to the big garden behind the house, and saw pomegranate trees on my grandmother's house covered with red lanterns, which made my mouth water. With grandma's consent, we picked pomegranates, and in a short time, we picked a full fruit bowl. However, we saw two big red and round pomegranates above the branches. We stood on tiptoe and tried several times but couldn't pick them. They were too high! The neighbor's little sister jumped hard, fell and almost cried. I coaxed her and said, "forget it, leave some for adults to pick!" Let's go and play something else. " My neighbor's little sister smiled through tears and took my hand out of the garden.
We skipped to the hillside behind the village, ready to plant sesame flowers. First, we dug a small pit with sharp branches, then put the sesame flowers in it, then covered the soil around the sesame flowers, and then flattened them. Finally, we brought a small bucket from home and watered the soil ... I was so happy to see that the sesame flowers we planted were so bright and beautiful in the sun! I silently wish that when I come back next year, the hillside is full of beautiful flowers ...
Life in the country is so happy!
Fresh rural life
The disorder of rural houses and the indecent environment are the old appearance of rural life in the past. However, walking through this rural avenue has made many city people cast envious eyes. On both sides are new well-off residential buildings, red tiles, beige walls, and new green everywhere, which is particularly harmonious, which can not help but sigh the changes in rural life today.
There are no high-rise buildings in the city, no endless cars, no noisy sounds, only a kind of tranquility that people in the city have not seen for a long time. Walking along the country road, enjoying the open sunshine and feeling the unique atmosphere of the country is a bit intoxicating. Listening to the crisp songs of birds, watching the waves of carp in the pond and stepping on the stone road, I feel the rare idleness. Willow branches are swaying in the soft spring breeze, and the air seems to be clear and transparent, revealing intoxicating freshness and indulging in the rich rural flavor.
When the sun sets, watch the sun slowly set from the hillside. By the Qinghe River in the village, some women are chatting and washing clothes. Against the faint sunset, it seems that they can see the most simple smile in the countryside on their faces. Suddenly there were more people. Workers from a village-run enterprise got off work and hurried home. This is also the busiest time in this quiet village.
Simple and industrious rural people are changing everything around them, enjoying the beautiful environment and happy rural life. In the noisy city, perhaps more and more city people are willing to change their lives and feel this fresh rural life.
country life
I'm from the city, but I've been to the country several times, and it's also interesting there.
I went to the countryside-grandma's hometown-with my father, mother and cousin during a summer vacation in grade three.
Grandma's house is a two-story building, which is covered with Parthenocissus tricuspidata, but it is dense on one side and sparse on the other. They dance rhythmically with the gentle wind. Several strings of dried red peppers are hung under the eaves, sunflowers are planted in front of and behind the house, and there is a pond dozens of meters away from the house.
I made some good friends here. The most interesting thing is to dig out the eggs. First, let a partner climb the tree to find the target. He looked around, his eyes suddenly focused on something and listened to it. He pointed to a tree, and we climbed up quickly. I climbed first, and Beibei was at the end. I stopped where I could reach the bird's nest and reached for the eggs. My left hand clung to the trunk, and my right hand quickly handed the bird's eggs to the people below. My knees were close together. After three or four eggs, I suddenly felt something soft, hairless and sticky, and it was still making a hissing sound. Is this ...? I quickly threw the snake down the tree, and suddenly there was a scream. My partner and I hurried down.