Introduction: The pastoral morning is so beautiful, and the pastoral scenery is so leisurely, which makes people yearn for it. The following are beautiful sentences about describing pastoral scenery that I have collected. Everyone is welcome to read and refer to them!
1. If you go for a walk in the evening in summer, you will often see people in the countryside having dinner. They moved the tables, chairs and food in front of the door, and ate as much as they could. The red clouds on the horizon, the evening breeze, and the returning birds flying overhead are all their friends. Together with the country people, they form a natural and harmonious natural landscape painting.
2. The sunlight invades the country road through the gaps in the leaves, and the light and shadow are intertwined. The east wind is drunk, and the staggering footsteps break the light and shadow into the flat and uneven lines of poetry.
3. In the early morning, I walked on the tree-lined path, and the fresh air made me feel relaxed and happy. Passing through the weeds covered with small thorns, a vast orchard unfolds in front of us. The red apples are like children's smiling faces, bending the branches. Each yellow pear is like a small lantern, hanging on the treetops. The handfuls of rice are like Olympic torches. When the wind blows, the rice ears sway from side to side, setting off golden "waves".
4. I carried a small bamboo basket, humming a ditty, and shuttled between the fruit trees. Suddenly, a big, round apple broke into my eyes. In the blink of an eye, it lay in the palm of my hand. It shines like a ruby ??and exudes an alluring fragrance. The glutton in my stomach has already growled. I couldn't wait to rub it on my body twice, then took a big bite, and the sweet apple juice went straight to my throat. It's so cool!
5. The corresponding interesting picture is the deep blue sky, the vigorous mountains in the distance, the vast corn fields in its embrace, and the green trees on the fields and edges. , like jade belts in the field, floating into the road deep in the green tent? But the picture is not static and monotonous: the corns are waving to each other, swaying and dancing, and the big trees are gently tapping in the rustling ground to make peace, and it is full of content. Dragonflies are cruising leisurely in the sky, and occasionally the silhouette of a bird glides across the blue sky? What a three-dimensional picture! What a beautiful picture!
6. The mountains to the south are high and lush with trees. The precious white pine and red pine are all in one piece, lush, tall and tall, and evergreen.
7. A curl of smoke rises over the small village, like a girl wearing a white gauze dancing gracefully under the sunset.
8. The boundless plain is flat and vast, like a huge dark green emerald disk, vast and breathtaking.
9. Behind the village is an endless mulberry garden. Moistened by the spring rain and dew, the mulberry trees have sprouted new buds, and the entire mulberry garden is an endless ocean.
10. A vast prairie, boundless in size. The breeze carries the fragrance from the soil, blowing large tracts of crops like ripples.
11. Night shrouded the grassland, and a full moon flashed out from the gaps in the clouds like fish scales. The hazy moonlight filled the grassland, like a rising piece of faint silver mist.
12. Looking from a distance, there are white clouds squirming on the grassland. It turns out that these are the sheep in the pasture. Each one is white, fat and cute, making the grassland more vibrant.
13. The small rivers are like blue ribbons wrapped around the endless green fields. In the distance, there are huts with simple shapes and harmonious colors, which is a beautiful and moving pastoral scenery!
14. After breakfast, it seemed like someone was commanding silently. No matter young or old, they all walked out of the house with shining silver sickles, hurried to the fields, and started harvesting. Sweat flowed on their faces and soaked their clothes, and they didn't even bother to wipe it away. ?Click, click, click? The sound merged into one, forming a pastoral symphony. This sound is so beautiful and joyful.
You see, the soybeans poked their round little heads out of the pods, looking out, as if they were also admiring the harvest.
15. When the harvest season comes, the rice in the fields has matured, and waves of rice are gently caressed by the wind. Walking on the path in the countryside, I can't help but think about it; the branches and leaves are intertwined on the orange trees, and the orange lanterns are smiling happily; the emerald sugar cane in the distance is like a row of neat soldiers, maybe this It is the symbol of the strong and unyielding farmer uncle. Looking back, the golden patches made me dizzy, but I was still happy in my heart, because it was the precursor of a good harvest. I believe this winter will be even more beautiful.
16. The boundless desert in Xinjiang makes people feel cold; the rippling blue sea water in Hainan makes people feel empty; the World Horticultural Expo Park in Kunming, the spring city, makes people feel dry and depressed; the scenery is picturesque Zhangjiajie National Forest Geopark in Hunan makes people feel depressed and stuffy. I like to travel around the mountains and rivers. I have traveled to eight provinces in China and personally experienced the natural scenery of each place. I want to say from the bottom of my heart: Our water towns and countryside are still beautiful! Not to mention the golden Mailang rice fields in the golden autumn. Let’s just talk about that. Is the beautiful pastoral scenery in spring enough to make you fascinated?
17. In the morning, I always wake up naturally and look at the light outside the wooden window getting brighter and brighter, and the chirping of birds changes from chirping to chirping. The lively and noisy atmosphere gradually dwindled down, and I thought they were catching bugs after the party. Occasionally, a melodious singer would come and fly away. I got up and looked at the time on my phone. It was not yet six o'clock. The sun had already risen between the trees, casting light lightly on the east wall. The light cast into the room covered the floating dust, and the small particles rose happily in the light. Sinking, like a morning dance. I packed up my mother's clothes, pushed her to sit in the sunshine, and started making breakfast. Because there is no sense of time in rural life, everything can be done leisurely.
18. There are gorgeous flowers, fresh grass, warm sunshine, and gurgling streams. The fragrance of flowers mixed with the faint aroma of earth is brewing in the air; the afternoon sun shines through the dense layers of leaves and turns into sparkling spots on the ground; three or two little birds stand on the branches and sing their melodious songs; the blue sky is ever-changing. floating clouds; tall straight trees standing beside the road, bringing a touch of coolness to people in the summer heat. At this time, I was lying on the grass by the stream, enjoying the perfect combination of man and nature: I heard the smoke rising from the mountains in the evening; I saw the subtle sound of flowers blooming on the treetops; I felt the peach blossoms blowing in the wind. Dancing fragrance?
19. Nearby, big trees stand upright and raise their heads. The dense leaves show a trace of sunlight, and their life is particularly strong. From a distance, these trees look like mighty soldiers, protecting every flower and grass here. The grass is extremely green, and there are drops of dew on the head, which looks crystal clear and sparkling under the scorching sun. The grass is like an elegant dancer, dancing in the breeze, and the dance is very graceful and charming. In the distance, the flowers are competing. Come and take a look! There are so many kinds of flowers, just like the countless stars in the sky. The red one is like fire, the white one is like snow powder, and the other one is like cloud yellow Saijin. It is extremely beautiful. The aroma will hit your nostrils and will surely make you intoxicated.
20. After enjoying the scenery along the way, I came to the crystal clear stream and breathed in the fresh air of the wilderness. The grass here is soft and elastic, very comfortable, and more fun than the trampoline in the city. Lying on it, it feels like there is a layer of soft wool under your body. I felt a little thirsty, so I took a sip of river water. A sweet and refreshing taste quickly penetrates the heart from the tip of the tongue. There are also bright peach blossoms blooming by the river, and from time to time plump mandarin fish jump out of the water, make a beautiful "dragon tail swing" in the air, and then jump into the water in a beautiful arc. Really? Peach blossoms and flowing water, mandarin fish fat? Ah! These three beautiful scenery constitute a natural and harmonious pastoral landscape painting.
21. Autumn is here, the harvest season. Whether it is crops in pots or on the ground, it is a gratifying sight. Chinese cabbage and big cabbage have rolled up leaves, like an Arhat with his head shrunk, squatting there, just waiting for you to harvest.
There are also luffa and lentils planted in the four corners of the wall. They are climbing the wall, holding the vines, and intertwining with the branches outside the wall. Looking up from the bottom, there are loofahs hanging one by one and strings of lentils hanging. Everyone says that autumn rain is annoying, but when it rains and you come here and see a green world with drops of water, you will feel that the scenery is more charming, and autumn rain is also lovely. When you are filled with admiration, you must be thinking of the owner of the garden. They are hardworking and capable, as simple and beautiful as the autumn rain and autumn fruits.
22. When the diary of the seasons is opened, this spring is the pure and flawless title page of this collection of poems. It has already been urged by three or five chirping birds, and one or two peach blossoms make spring. In the poem, there is the mighty spring thunder after the accumulation and gestation of the long cold winter; there is the spring breeze that quietly cuts through the accumulated winter clouds, cutting out thousands of green silk strips, and the enchanting peach blossoms thousands of miles away; there is the spring breeze that carries a wisp of peach blossoms. Alluring freshness, wrapped in a graceful figure, revealing a bit of elegance and a bit of shyness. Weaving a bit of poetry between the sky and the earth, weaving a bit of hazy spring rain. They describe the rural pastoral vividly. All the crops sprout new buds and bloom flowers, attracting countless hard-working bees to collect nectar, and paint the spring pastoral into a colorful painting.
23. In the morning, the fish belly white has just appeared in the east, everything is misty, as if the earth is covered with a layer of silver gauze, the earth is still sleeping, and the beautiful little faces of the flowers are rolling with crystal clear flowers. dew. A rooster crowed a few times, the cuckoo cuckoo cuckooed louder, the bird chirped, and an oriole stood on a branch and opened its voice and sang a beautiful song. Song, the quiet country road suddenly became lively: classmates went straight to school in small groups; birds chirped and chatted; the creek tinkled and sang songs to form a wonderful spring morning song; the sun The father-in-law showed a smile and spread the golden sunshine over the entire countryside. In such a season, it is even more fun to walk in the countryside and experience the spring scenery!
24. Although the houses under the hillside are short, they are well-proportioned and have a unique flavor! There is a wisp of smoke on the roof of one house. Rising, like a white dragon flying towards the sky, oh, it turns out there is a farmer cooking!
25. There is a small river in front of grandma's house, and the small river is like a calm mirror. The river is so clear, so clear that you can see the willow trees on both sides; the river is so quiet, so quiet that you can't see it flowing; the river is so green, as green as a piece of flawless emerald. There are ducks on the river, geese swimming, and fish swimming in the river. The ducklings were singing, the geese were holding their necks high, and the small fish were playing underwater. It was so fun. If someone was pounding the clothes nearby, they would disappear in a flash.
26. We ran directly to the fish pond and saw the blue sky, the sun shining on the water, and the clear waves rippling. The fish pond is surrounded by willow trees. A gust of wind blows the willow branches and dances in the air, reflecting on the river, which is very beautiful. My father and I put the fishhook on the bait made of earthworms, then swung the fishing rod and threw it to the fish pond. Suddenly, a fish took the bait. I immediately pulled the fishing rod, and my father saw that the fish was very strong, so he came to help me pull it. My father was so strong! Wow! This fish is so big! My father and I put it in the bucket, and as soon as we put it in, This fish splashed water all over my head and face, making me dumbfounded. After the uncles hooked the fish, they asked me and Qing Haoyang to go fishing. We were both exhausted and sweating, but we had a great time.
27. The most special thing about grandma’s house is the field. There are many vegetables in the fields, and they grow luxuriantly. Chinese cabbage is swaying in the air, swaying its body; corn is dancing in the wind, and its leaves are its skirts; wheat is swaying in the wind, as if waving to friends; green vegetables are wearing a green coat and are swaying. head. In autumn, the harvest is abundant and all the plants begin to reproduce again.
28. In the spring countryside, the moist air is filled with the attractive fragrance of grass; in the fields, the fragrance of earth floats from time to time. Looking around, the eyes are filled with tender green wheat seedlings, extending to the distant horizon. The glow leaves its attachment to the sky as well as to the earth. The sun was about to set, but it was still very bright.
At this time, there were only a few white clouds in the sky, like a few sailboats sailing on the sea. At this time, the birds in the trees and on the ground have almost returned to their nests, but some birds are still out looking for food. Suddenly, not only one little bird was frightened, but flew away with a long cry.
29. Miss Chun arrived with light steps. In people's yards, small trees sprouted, and the small buds were like beautiful notes. The grass also poked its head out of the soil, looking around, as if afraid of someone attacking it. After a while, it boldly straightened its body. The chicks no longer rely on their mother, they forage for food alone and bask in the sun on the grass alone.
30. Miss Chun left, Brother Xia also left, and then Granny Qiu came. The grass and trees in the small courtyard seemed to be dyed with paint. The maple leaves are red, like stamps, floating and floating, and the autumn wind is blowing; the ginkgo leaves have turned yellow, like small fans, fanning and fanning away, fanning away the heat of summer. ; Cypress and pine trees put on new green clothes. In the orchard next to the courtyard, there was a scene of a good harvest. Brother Pomegranate was laughing loudly, and accidentally burst his belly with laughter, revealing the full fruit; Sister Apple’s pink face looked very cute; Red dates were like a A ruby, worn on a branch?
31. Summer has passed, and autumn has come. Autumn in the countryside is pleasant. When the autumn girl came to the field, the rice smiled and bent down, and the sorghum blushed. Corn is happy. Laurel trees, maples, and evergreen trees display their elegance with their lush and deep tones and unique temperaments. Yellow as gold, red as agate, green as emerald, like a picture carefully drawn by an artist.
32. In the early morning, I walked on the tree-lined path, and the fresh air made me feel relaxed and happy. Passing through the weeds covered with small thorns, a vast orchard unfolds in front of us. The red apples are like children's smiling faces, bending the branches. Each yellow pear is like a small lantern, hanging on the treetops. The handfuls of rice are like Olympic torches. When the wind blows, the rice ears sway from side to side, setting off golden "waves".
33. Grandpa Dong came with a lot of "flavorless sugar". All the leaves have fallen off, leaving only the bare trunk. There are no green leaves in the small courtyard, as if there is no life. The snow has been falling for a long time, and a thick layer of white snow has accumulated on the ground. Several children gathered together and played snowball fights, making snowmen and other games. Although the weather was very cold, it could not stop their happiness!
34. If you go for a walk in the summer evening, you will often see people in the countryside having dinner. They moved the tables, chairs and food in front of the door, and ate as much as they could. The red clouds on the horizon, the evening breeze, and the returning birds flying overhead are all their friends. Together with the country people, they form a natural and harmonious natural landscape painting.
35. The newly sprouted grass is whispering to the spring breeze! The spring breeze blows, bringing bursts of laughter and laughter, and some people are humming the tunes of the water town! The shepherd boy on the back of the cow shouted loudly Singing melodious water songs, the air is filled with a strong flavor of waterside folk songs. ?Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, bringing thousands of pear blossoms to the trees.? After one night, all kinds of trees were full of flowers. The flowers were in full bloom and emitted bursts of fragrance. The flowers were so beautiful, fragrant and tender! Swarms of bees were buzzing and busy under the flowers. Flying to collect honey, they are brewing a sweet new life. They are so cute! When the wind blows, the flowers, grass and seedlings sway together, just like actors dancing in the applause. ?As far as the eye can see, there are gardens everywhere? The spring in the waterside countryside is a sea of ??flowers and a world of flowers.
36. Oh, is spring coming? She came in a hurry with light steps. Old Man Winter seemed to be still paying attention to bringing something, but Miss Spring no longer allowed it. Look carefully, are there a few little green heads popping up in the flower pot? Oh, those are the henna seeds that fell last summer. I closed my eyes and prayed silently: May this little creature thrive! When I opened my eyes, the peach tree had sprouted many new shoots.
The stems of the grapes are beginning to turn green, but the orange and willow trees still have the same appearance as before: green leaves, tender or tough branches. When looking elsewhere, there is a faint layer of green and yellow. I know that it was the seeds sown by my hard-working father that started the competition for the upper reaches. If it's March, you will still see pink peach blossoms exposed outside the wall, which is very cute. Looking at it, the tree seems to be full of big and red peaches.
37. Ancient windmills, the windmill leaves are like outstretched wings, rotating in the wind, forming a unique scenery with the green grass and wild flowers, adding a magical color to this fairy tale world!
38. Strolling along the country roads, admiring the fields of cauliflower, pear and peach blossoms, experiencing the simple nature of the countryside, with a cup of tea and a refreshing mood, the countryside in March is a unique picture.
39. Although the houses at the foot of the hillside are short, they are well-proportioned and have a unique flavor! Wisps of smoke rise from the roof of one house, like a white dragon flying towards the sky. Oh, it turns out there is a farmer cooking. !
40. There are even out-of-season green vegetables in the countryside, with tender faces raised, and they begin to sing green under the moisture of the rain. Even through the fence, I can still hear their cheers, cluster by cluster?
41. Looking at the sky, looking at the wandering clouds, looking at the scenery on the roadside, whatever The racing thoughts of the vast sea and sky let the tired heart rest in this pure land. You can't live too soberly, but it's okay to indulge your freedom of thought occasionally.
42. After lunch, the rain stopped and the sky became slightly brighter. The breeze is blowing gently, and the unique coolness of summer is slowly coming. The coolness of the summer sun excites all things. Flowers, grass, and crops gradually straighten up. The elves in the world also become active, and the world is filled with the breath of life.
43. The hot summer is here, and it is so hot that little loaches are scurrying around in the ditch. The fields are yellow and green, and look like a forest or a grassland from a distance, bringing people coolness. The little frogs in the field screamed loudly, and the cucumbers also climbed up the scaffolding, like children swinging on a swing.
44. On the lawn, the grass poked its head out and breathed the fresh air. Flowers are also blooming, including peonies, impatiens, cockscombs, and dahlias. They are dressed in season and bloom in order. They are simple but a bit gorgeous, showing a unique farmhouse scenery. Look at the white sheep, leisurely and contented.
45. In addition to the frog drums, there are one or two crisp cicada chirps interspersed with it, as well as the occasional unknown insect hiss, and the faint rustle of the leaves in the breeze. It adds to the vividness and liveliness of this sonata. They work together skillfully and have been echoing over the countryside, echoing?
46. How beautiful the waterside countryside is, the spring countryside is so beautiful! As long as you savor it carefully and feel the spring pastoral scenery with your heart, It will definitely leave you nostalgic. It is no wonder that Tao Yuanming, a famous hermit in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, gave up his official career and lived in seclusion in the countryside, cultivating his fields, and living a leisurely and pastoral life without competing with the world.
47. In the early morning, there is a vast expanse of white everywhere, and a gauze-like mist envelopes the fields, as if giving the final moisture to the rice. The sun came out, and the eyes were golden. The plump Dao Hui lowered his head, bending the rice straw. The dewdrops hung on the rice grains, shining brightly under the sunlight, like countless pearls.
48. My hometown is in the countryside, and what I particularly like and dream about is the small red-walled courtyard. Not to mention the quaint small bridges and flowing water in the countryside, nor the fascinating green pines and cypresses, nor the vast black land, and the common lotus ponds that change throughout the year, this small red-walled courtyard alone , very poetic and picturesque.
49. If you go for a walk in the summer evening, you will often see people in the countryside having dinner. They moved the tables, chairs and food in front of the door, and ate as much as they could. The red clouds on the horizon, the evening breeze, and the returning birds flying overhead are all their friends. Together with the country people, they form a natural and harmonious natural landscape painting.
50. The pastoral morning is so beautiful, exuding the fragrance of earth. The grass drinks the sweetness of the dewdrops, the birds sing songs of happiness, and the sleepy malts are gently awakened one by one. After careful trimming by the farmer friends, watering, fertilizing and weeding, they are tender and tender. The little hand, with a cheerful rhythm, began to read the wind in a cadence.
51. After eating and drinking, my mother and I came to the towering bamboo forest again. The bamboo father and mother beside us sang beautiful lullabies to let the baby fall asleep quickly and grow up quickly. . Deep in the bamboo forest, we rode mountain bikes on steep mountain roads. What a verdant ocean. People in the sea of ??bamboos look particularly energetic, and cars in the sea of ??bamboos look particularly brand-new.
52. Night shrouded the grassland, and a full moon flashed out from the gaps in the clouds like fish scales. The hazy moonlight filled the grassland, like a rising piece of faint silver mist.
53. The grassland is like the sea! It’s just quieter than the sea; the grassland is like a frameless painting, so vast that you can’t see the edge.
54. Looking from a distance, there are white clouds squirming on the grassland. It turns out that these are the sheep in the pasture. They are white, fat and cute, making the grassland more vibrant. Chickens, as usual, people in the countryside always keep a few. Walking in front of and behind their houses, you will definitely see a hen leading a group of chicks to forage in the bamboo forest; or you will see a rooster striding around with its tail raised