The countryside, a colorful picture scroll, is a long stretch of brocade, people long to be enchanted by it. In particular, each season in the countryside has a unique landscape.
Spring in the countryside is a green painting. You see, the grass in the warm sunshine, poking out the tender green head; spring breeze woke up the sleeping plants, a few days later, the earth is like a green carpet; all kinds of flowers are blooming, spring flowers, peach blossoms, rape flowers, they scramble to be the first to bloom a smile. A breeze blew, flowers and colorful butterflies, bees together in the breeze dance!
The summer countryside, is a red painting. Cicadas in the trees "know, know," called, the dog hot straight out tongue, the road is almost sunshine oil. Children are jumping into the river like dumplings, and they can't stop splashing around. The pond also has a different view. Look, the lotus blush, secretly looking at the world. At night, the frogs are singing in the pond. The moon mother-in-law kindly looked at the earth, and in a short while, she gave the earth a silver light!
The countryside in the fall, is a gorgeous painting. You see, red apples hanging all over the branches, yellow pears one by one towards the group, the golden rice paddies as far as the eye can see! They gave the fields a dazzling new clothes, red, yellow, so dazzling. Farmers are happy, looking at piles of wheat, dreaming can laugh out loud. The geese flew away in groups to prepare for the winter, a moment lined up into a "human" word, a moment lined up into a "one" word, from time to time to change the formation.
The winter in the countryside is a deep painting. In the south of the winter, there is no snow, but there is a different mood. As far as the eye can see, the flowers withered, the grass withered, the birds hid in the nest for the winter to go, the trees are empty, under the tree scattered floating a few leaves. All around a silence! The river is bone-chillingly cold, the fish are hiding in the cracks, as long as you dare to go into the water, just can touch a few to. Look, the Spring Festival is coming, every house is decorated with lights, laughter, a joyful scene!
The four seasons in the countryside, no matter which season, no matter which place, is a beautiful painting, are so desirable, so fascinating.
Four Seasons in the Countryside 2I am an ordinary country girl, the countryside is my home, there are many beautiful scenes. Now, let me introduce you to the four seasons of the year in my home.
Spring is my favorite season. In the small rivers in the countryside, the ice and snow are melting, and the weather is getting warmer, the trees on the roadside are drawing out new branches and growing tender green leaves; the dandelions on both sides of the road are open, and under the breeze, they seem to be nodding and smiling at you; when you come to the wheat field, the wheat is like a sea of green, which gives a sense of freshness; the most beautiful scene in the spring is the peach blossom, and that small peach blossom, from a distance, is like The most beautiful scene in the spring is the peach blossom, the small peach blossom, from a distance, like a little elf at play, flashing with a confused point of light.
Summer, to the hot season, and the field has a crop that makes you feel incredibly cool, which is watermelon. When the watermelon is in the field, it looks like an article style ball being placed in the ground. After picking the watermelon, you cut a piece of it with a knife and eat it with a big mouthful, which is really cool. In the summer, there are not only watermelons in the field, but also tomatoes like red lanterns, eggplants like big purple balls, and 。。。。。。
In the fall, when it's harvest time, farmers are very happy. And the fields have a more beautiful scene than spring, summer and winter: orange trees lift a small lantern, as if to illuminate the road for passers-by in the evening; wheat in the field is also ripe, like a golden carpet; mischievous leaves babies have opened their own parachutes, they have to leave the tree mother's embrace, with the autumn wind dancing, like a butterfly.
In winter, the river has frozen ice, the roadside trees have no leaves, but the beautiful scene still exists: whenever the snowflakes fluttered, the countryside is covered with a silver coat, looks particularly beautiful.
How about this, this is, this is my home.
I love the countryside, I love its four seasons, I love the charming scenery.
Spring, is the beginning of a new year, is the beginning of a new life, spring everything is revived, the mountains and fields are the green of life, give people a signal of hope for life! Treading green, to get close to the natural sense of life! Grass baby drilled out of the embrace of the mother earth roadside wildflowers competing to open; compete for color; yellow; red; purple ...... colorful.
Summer, green trees into the shade, no matter how hot the sun, the trees always stand in the hot sun, for people to hold up a green shade.
Autumn came, the weather is cooler, the sky like just washed, extra blue. A flock of geese are flying to the warm south in a neat procession. The smoke in the forest park is misty, as if it is a white dragon wrapping around the green trees, constituting a splendid picture. When you walk in the countryside on the sheep's intestine path, looking at both sides of the picturesque scenery, have a taste! The sky is as blue as a sapphire washed with water. Sorghum red-faced smile, a song of wine in the mind brewing; grapes yell cold to wear a purple robe, apples yell cold to wear a red jacket.
Autumn is so quietly gone, winter quietly came. A cold wind blew, the leaves have fallen, can not help but shiver. The footsteps of winter is close, winter gives people strong, winter seems to tell a test of life, a kind of enterprising life. At a glance, a white, like into the fairy tale world, eaves, window all piled up on the thick snow, small friends happy snowman, playing snow war.
I love these seasons, do you love them as much as I do?
Country Seasons 4People say that spring is the most beautiful, and winter is cold, but there is a place where all seasons are like spring, no matter, spring, summer, fall and winter are beautiful and harmonious. There is my hometown.
Everyone knows that the ice melts, the beautiful scenery of spring when the flowers bloom, every spring, the flowers are a lovely naughty little girl like a group of poking out of the soil, with a string of pearls on their heads. Paeonia, anemone, cockscomb, dahlia chrysanthemum they follow the season, the order of opening, simple with a few points of gorgeous, showing a unique farm scenery. Bamboo can not show weakness, but also straighten the waist, play the wind. The countryside on both sides of the trail planted a pine tree, as if a green castle. Summer everywhere a hot, but in the countryside is different, the countryside in the summer is still so cool, people in the shade of the cool, swimming in the river, in the pond to catch loaches. A big verdant tree, a splash of water, and the laughter of children make summer cool everywhere. Autumn is the harvest season, as far as the eye can see, a layer of terraced fields like steps climbing up the mountains, the yard of the family are sun-dried groundnuts, peanuts, and rapeseed, and their doors are hung on both sides of the thick and strong corn cobs, like a very large hornet's nest, and even more like a yellow pumpkin lamp hanging in front of the door. In winter, snowflakes fly, the whole countryside turned into a white world, children in the yard pile snowman, snowball fights, and boys with a slingshot to hit the icicles on the eaves.
The countryside is so nice, I always aspire to the big city, and now I realize that the city's mighty momentum is no match for the countryside's simplicity in its splendor. I love the beautiful countryside!
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The spring girl came to earth, everything is revived, to the earth with a layer of light tender green coat. The mulberry tree in the village spit out a little buds, for this misty spring morning added a vitality. In the fields, all kinds of vegetable seedlings have poked their heads out of the ground, feeling the beautiful spring light.
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On the branches of the peach blossom, a cuckoo bird saw this spring world and couldn't help singing.
The green summer is dry and hot. Spring water Dingdong, slowly flowing through the small pool of just growing lotus flowers. Between the turquoise lotus leaves, there is a bright red budding lotus, above which stands a blue dragonfly. A little red among the greenery, really a small lotus is only showing the tip of the corner, early dragonflies standing on the head.
The small fish swim happily under the lotus leaves, and the robin shouts from the tree: "robin, robin, robin, robin, robin, robin", which is really noisy and noisy!
Gaga!
An old grandfather came toward the pool with his ducklings. He took out a cool fan and fanned them, and the ducklings couldn't wait to run off to play in the water. Between the green lotus leaves, the ducklings foraged for food, played and fought, and the water was full of snow-white feathers.
This pool of thick blue, very beautiful!
The golden autumn is the season of harvest, filled with the fragrance of fruit. A year of hard work of the fruit farmers carrying a basket of heavy fruit; face smiling, heart happy. In the rice paddies, a southeast wind blew, golden rice waves rolled up, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow!
This is the golden autumn!
Winter, she descended in snow-white clothes. The Snow Maiden came with a light step and quietly covered the world with snow. Everything in the fields was covered with a thick layer of white snow. As the saying goes, snow is an omen of a good year, and there will be a good harvest next year! In the countryside, the snow-covered houses are covered with curling smoke, and the villages are swirling with the rich fragrance of vegetables, which makes people intoxicated in the beautiful winter.
In the countryside, the seasons are constantly turning
Countryside Seasons 6The countryside in the spring is colorful, the spring breeze blowing slightly, the spring rain gently down, the flowers are competing to open, there are red, white, pink ...... ten thousand purples and reds. The countryside peach farmers home garden of the large peach blossom also scrambled to bloom a smile. Peach tree branches sprouted tender green leaf buds, as if wearing a green hairpin. Some of the peach blossom only unfolded two or three petals, hiding, as if a shy little girl; some peach blossom gladly blossomed, in the warm sunshine to the people smile; there are only flower bones, is ready to open, as if just woke up the little doll. This beautiful peach blossom, the burst of refreshing fragrance to the countryside home, attracted a lot of people from the city to come here in an endless stream of spring.
The countryside is green in summer, and if there is a pond behind the countryman's house, the pond is bound to see a turquoise cover the water surface, standing 'lotus dotted with jewel-like rounded lotus leaves. When the lotus blossoms are in bloom, the countryside families will row their boats to pick the lotus seeds. The best part is the cool summer nights, when the frogs' songs rise and fall, ripening the beautiful dreams of the countrymen's families.
The color of gold undoubtedly belongs to the countryside in the fall, the rice paddies have changed into a dazzling golden yellow new clothes, every rice pole has raised a plump spike. Pieces of rice ears in the autumn wind set off waves after waves of rice waves, surging with the hope of a good harvest in the countryside home. The branches of the tangerine trees over the mountains are full of heavy golden yellow "lanterns", igniting the joy of the countryside home.
Winter in the countryside is naturally white. The snowflakes are spreading all over the mountains and plains. The courtyard of the countryman's house is also paved with a thick "quilt", the children are excited to play a snowball fight, piled up a snowman; adults excitedly pounded mochi sticky in the hands of the countryside, sweet in the heart of the countryside.
The countryside, no matter what the season, there is a unique, fascinating scenery; no matter what time of the year, can be in the hearts of people surging a strong sense of countryside.
My hometown is in Luanxian County, Hebei Province, where it is a small county. There is no city of traffic, no high buildings, not even a bus. However, there are simple people there, and there are people to forget the beautiful scenery.
In early spring, the trees spit out buds. In the fields, hard-working farmers are sowing seeds, and the land has long been turned black. Although the fields are bare now, they will be golden in the fall. In the distance, the snow on the big mountains turns into a small river below the mountains, and the farmers are sleeping is a good harvest in the coming year.
In the height of summer, the trees are green. The sun burns the ground to a crisp, but the farmers still insist on laboring in the fields. The little ones run to the creek and become little loaches swimming in the water. In the old town, people fetch water for cooking at the well. Farmers in the setting sun closed the work, with the day's fatigue into the dreamland.
In early fall, the green fields become golden and shiny, and the fallen leaves in the woods fly like butterflies. Wheat, corn and other grains are ripe, a gust of wind blew, the fields like a golden sea, farmers drove the harvester, received the grain in the warehouse. From time to time, vehicles loaded with juicy grapes and honey-like peaches passed by on the path leading to the national highway at the bottom of the mountain. What a harvest!
In the depths of winter, the world turns white, the tree branches are full of ice hangings, the roof of the house is a snowy white ...... For the city people, winter is boring, people in addition to watching TV, can not do anything. In the countryside, on the other hand, children pile up snowmen and have snowball fights in the fields. By the time winter is almost over, two dollars a string of sugar gourds are put into the mouths of countryside children in the sound of hawking.
Life in the countryside is casual, full of poetry at all times, spring sowing, summer plowing, fall harvesting, winter hiding, and a lot of fun!
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No matter what time of year, no matter what season, the countryside is a unique and fascinating landscape.
Spring is here, walking in the countryside, you will see a group of small swallows from the south flew back, they are nesting in the trees, they chirp and sing, for the spring of the countryside has brought vitality. The countryside by the side of the road, there is a shoots in the spring breeze under the touch of unyielding upward growth. There are also small wildflowers on the roadside, one by one, full of energy, standing proudly, the spring breeze sister blew a breath, small wildflowers of the body shook, will emit a share of strong flavor. In the fields, farmers are hard at work sowing seeds, looking forward to harvesting tomorrow's happiness. This is the countryside in the spring.
Summer is here, walking in the countryside, the roadside saplings have grown into a few tall, lush trees, the robin in the trees kept calling, the sound spread to a very far place. In the fields, the seeds sown by the farmers are growing very luxuriantly, and at a glance they look green and lush, signaling a good harvest. The bright sun shines in the summer countryside, bringing a heat wave.
Autumn is here, walking in the countryside on the road, you will smell the smell of melons and fruits, the leaves of the roadside trees in the autumn wind in the fall, the road is covered with a golden "carpet", and all the way to the top of the mountain. In the fields, farmers are busy, enjoying the joy of harvest. This is the countryside in the fall.
Winter came, the sky sprinkled with white snowflakes, white, the earth is like wearing a snow-white cotton jacket, "snow omen harvest", the farmers are looking forward to a good harvest in the coming year.
The four seasons of the countryside bring us a different landscape, you want to go and feel it?
My grandmother's house is in the countryside, which is not a beautiful scenery, but also has a unique flavor.
In the spring, the grass drilled out with the aroma of the soil, a clump, a cluster, tender and green; flowers also stretched out, yawning, poking out a small head; willow trees also grew dense branches, soft branches hanging down, like a thick hair. A spring wind blew, grass and flowers swaying with the wind, willow tree rustle as if in the small grass and flowers accompaniment. Look! That tree full of tender green leaves, also in the sunshine smile, people bright, vivid, vivid. At this time, the farmers are in the field in the rice paddies seriously.
In summer, the animals are hot. Cicadas singing in the branches, look, the dog is hot and do not move a bit, lying on the ground kicking the rough air! Farmers in a good harvest for this year and hard for the crop weeding, fertilizer, from time to time with a towel to wipe the sweat. But there were still smiles on their faces. And the children, sitting obediently next to the adults licked ice in the summer, or play games hot to the creek to run, enjoy playing water.
In the fall, people's sweat flowing down their cheeks tiredness can not block the cozy smile, you see the rice has become a golden yellow. The yellow paddy bent the stalk. An orange is like a lantern, the pressure of the orange tree mother can not stand up straight. Red ocean like sorghum open red face, swaying with the wind. The yellow leaves are also busy chasing after me, like postcards floating down from the trees.
In winter, the white snowflakes from the sky down, the fields are white, the earth as wearing a simple silver dress, but also like the cream drenched with the same, we began to play snowball fights, pile snowman, play and have a good time! In a short while it is frozen red, but the children's cheerful laughter covered the winter cold.
In the four seasons of the year, I like the vibrant spring, like the hot summer, like the fruits of the autumn, like the silver winter, but also like the village of my grandmother.
The four seasons of the countryside have their own unique scenery, although the countryside is not as affluent as the city, but there is also a lot of interest.
In March, the grass grows and the birds fly, and it's the beginning of the year. The countryside is busy, busy, urgent. The men are to the fields plowing and sowing, women are busy picking mulberry tea, as the book said, "the countryside in April, less idle, before the silkworms and inserted into the field". April in the countryside in people's labor gradually become a full of vitality of the rural landscape painting, everywhere through the breath of spring.
And the countryside children love the hot summer. I remember when I was at my grandmother's house in the countryside, in the summer, the clear stream at the foot of the mountain became a paradise for children. And every time after dinner, people always love to gather in the village under an old banyan tree to talk about the past and present, in this hot summer night to amuse the tree thick green shade.
Unconsciously the sun faded away the hot coat, the cool fall is here, this is a melon and fruit season. At this time, only to see the fields of gold, the breeze is like a golden wave rolling. Wheat particles full, energetic stand, farmers wearing straw hats, hanging towels around their necks, are quickly cutting wheat, although sweat soaked clothing, but the face is full of joy of harvest. The wheat field and the farmers make up a simple picture of the harvest.
The cold winter came, the countryside and fields everywhere in silver, the earth as if covered with a layer of thick quilt, the village around the white, far away, heaven and earth connected. The children were very happy, they piled up snowmen, snowball fights, stamping footprints. No matter how cold their hands are, their hearts are always happy.
The countryside, no matter what time, no matter what season, there is a unique, charming scenery. I love the countryside, and I love the four seasons of the countryside even more.
Spring has come to the countryside, and the grass on the hillside is already green, and the green grass gives off the smell of soil. Down the hillside, the goose sisters have not been in their own small yard skulking, lined up neatly to forage for food, naughty tree branches also smiled, which is spring quietly. The colorful flowers in the yard are also budding, as if saying to the sun, "Thank you for giving me warmth."
Summer sister sprinkled the summer scenery, more beautiful. Look, the stream, the fish in the water to play freely, the lotus leaf brother lying on the water surface to view the beauty of the sky, the lotus sister shyly lowered her head in the water to appreciate their own silhouette, the frogs are laughing it! "The small lotus is only showing the tip of the corner, there are dragonflies standing on the head". Look at the lotus flower is always so clean. Farmer uncle leisurely, the family moved the dining table to the outside, to the sky as the roof, to the earth as the floor, the world is the restaurant.
Autumn brother came, the weather is sunny, the earth turned into a golden carpet, a large area of wheat is ripe, the grain are whispering it, ripe rice bent, as if in a whisper! People went into the fields and picked the grain home. And in the orchard, the apples are red, like big red lanterns; the big duck pear's face is golden and glittering, seems to be showing off its sweetness to us.
Grandpa Winter let go of the snow-white beard, countless little elves jumped to earth, the earth covered with a snow-white quilt, the grass no longer sends out the luster, the brook is no longer naughty, the birds no longer sing, but the snowman came out, the snowman accompanied me to spend a pleasant winter.
I love my hometown, and I love the four seasons of my hometown even more!
I love my hometown, and I love the four seasons of my hometown even more!
In the spring, the country roads are full of flowers, and the riverbank is full of grass, as if a green carpet has been laid. The willow tree's willow is blown up by the spring wind, like a young girl is combing her long hair. The water in the brook in front of the door is so clear that even the water plants and stones in the water can be seen clearly. In March, the willow flakes flutter slowly in the air, and they wait for the soil to wrap themselves up, take root, and sprout.
In summer, the grass in the field turns from a greenish green to a deep green, the golden yellow rape flowers have given up, and slender pods grow on the stalks.
In the summer, the grass in the field turns from green to green, and the yellow rapeseed flowers give up, and the vegetable stalks grow long, thin pods. Red peaches hung on the trees smiling crookedly, and watermelons lay in the ground, quietly storing their energy. The summer sun is no longer as gentle as the spring sun, hot and scorching the earth. The big trees in front of and behind the house have become a place for people to cool off.
Unconsciously, the footsteps of autumn are close, the ginkgo tree leaves in the small farm yard turned yellow, in the autumn wind ginkgo tree leaves like butterflies fluttering, slowly drifting down in the yard. After the baptism of autumn frost, the persimmon tree behind the farmhouse is full of lantern-like persimmons, making people salivate.
Winter, the ground are harvested, the leaves fall out, the world is very open, the most wonderful is a snow, roof, leaves, the ground are covered with a layer of thick snow, like wearing a white fluffy hat. People have come out of their homes to the wilderness to enjoy the snow, the children excitedly in the snow to play a snowball fight, piled up a snowman.
This is the village I am familiar with, every season has a charming scenery.
In the spring, the countryside is full of purple and red, spring flowers, trumpet flowers ...... scramble to open, green wheat field a large area of a large, green color like in the flow. In the bamboo forest, groups of shoots poked their heads out curiously, carefully surveying the world that will belong to them. Farmers are busy planting peanuts, picking mulberry and inserting them into the fields. It is really a poem: "The countryside in April, less idle people, before the silkworms and inserted into the field."
In summer, the wheat is ripe, the wheat field changed into a golden light yellow new clothes, full of wheat ears by the wind blowing a shake, as if a dancer, really beautiful! In the pond, a few children are playing, some of them in a water fight, some in the race to swim, and some of the zha jiangzi, playing happily. Lotus industry bloomed, here a cluster, there a cluster. Look! A mother duck in leading a group of ducklings, constantly head into the water to forage, even if there are children playing, they are never afraid.
In the fall, the fields are golden. The village can not see the shadow of the farmers, where have they gone? It turns out that the farmers have begun the fall harvest. Before long, their baskets were filled with red apples, golden pears, yellow pumpkins ...... Every farmer's face is hung with the joy of harvest, even in the evening, they are not willing to leave.
Winter, the earth changed into a snow-white cotton coat, the village has been a white world. Farmers have also become leisurely, catching up, gossiping ...... even the little dog also walk around leisurely. Because of the snow, next year will certainly be another year of harvest, as the saying goes: "Rui Xue Zhao Feng Nian" well!
The countryside is so beautiful in all seasons, you will have an unexpected harvest if you have time to walk around the countryside!
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The countryside - picturesque; the countryside - lively.
Spring is in full bloom, and the sky is as blue as if it were washed with water. The rolling hillside is full of peach trees, thick branches, peach blossoms, you do not let me, I do not let you, do not leave a gap. From a distance, the green hillside seems to be wearing a pink shirt, and the whole countryside is surrounded by the fragrance of peach blossoms. The river is crystal clear, and small fish are playing in the water. And the children? Sitting on the boat, happily singing "Let's swing the double pulp, the boat pushed away the waves ......" song in the spring breeze gently floating. The spring is wonderful!
Summer, the sun is burning, green trees. Cicadas lying on the branches, playing a manic song. In the pond, the huge lotus leaves rolled up under the hot sun. Pink and tender lotus flowers bloomed, some of them are standing, budding; some of them have just bloomed, elegant; some of them are in full bloom, the fragrance of the flowers ...... frogs hopping around on the lotus leaves, making "croak - croak! --The frogs are hopping around on the lotus leaves, making "croak - croak - croak" cries. Dragonflies stop on the tip of the lotus flower, as if a ink painting. Children come to enjoy the flowers and pick the lotus, their laughter resounded throughout the summer. Summer is so lively!
In the fall, autumn is high and fruitful, and everywhere exudes a refreshing fragrance of fruit. Everywhere is a string of crystal clear grapes, a full and red pomegranate children, a piece of red sorghum, an acre of golden golden rice ...... Autumn wind dyed red maple leaves, fragrant osmanthus flowers. Autumn is so beautiful!
In winter, the cold wind is bone-chilling, and the snow flies. Snow is like a white cotton blanket, to the upright trees cover, to the sleeping crops cover, to the frozen river cover, to the large and small houses cover, ...... the world has become so quiet, so ethereal. "The corner of the several branches of plum, Ling cold alone open." Plum flowers stand proudly in the snow and wind, is so strong. Winter is marvelous!
The four seasons in the countryside, how mesmerizing, how fascinating to me!
Four Seasons in the Countryside15In the summer in the countryside, the fields are green, and although it is hot, the cool winds in the morning and evening that find me blowing are very comfortable. My favorite summer to go to the countryside to do the mudskipper and go to grandma's house for the base.
I stood in the dirty river, although the river is very dirty, but the loaches are very ideal hiding place, a loach in the water play happily, and people in hide-and-seek. Catch loaches, have to step into the water, so I have to take off my shoes and socks, but also to pull up the sleeve, ready, then start "blocking", first search for loaches, find and then aim at the loaches, and then "shoot" have to be quick, otherwise it will be empty! And also have to block the road with the left hand, so that it becomes a turtle in the tile, so a loach will be caught. But I was born afraid of fish, I remember the first time I caught a loach on the shock, heart racing, immediately threw the loach like a sandbag. The loach immediately slipped into the water and disappeared. Even so, I still like to catch the loach, especially like that foot in the mud, hand in the mud to touch the feeling.
I also fed the chickens, of course, it is impossible to get close to them, I will be shrinking away from the chickens in a meter place, afraid to put down the grain, the chickens see the food, will certainly swarm, although the rooster's red crown and the hen's feathers are very beautiful, but I will run far away from them to watch them grab the grain to eat. Those chickens fighting together are as much fun as a cock-eye fight.
The fields in the countryside were so mesmerizing, with white clouds in the blue sky. The "moo" cow and the "baa" sheep, leisurely walking in the field. The golden yellow rapeseed flowers dance in the breeze, the green grass from the soil, how beautiful everything.