Ancient colorful ancient Dachuo, which is an ancient village looking at the mountains and water. It, quietly existing in the downtown, attracts attention and is loved by people.
Walking into a small road, a burst of pleasant classical music into the ears, so that people listen to the heart. An ancient longan tree, branches and leaves, shading people from the heat of a large area. It not only provides a large place for people to cool off, the tree is also full of many fruits, like a string of golden pearls.
Suddenly, a large birdcage attracted my attention! Outside the cage, there were a few butterflies resting there. Next to the birdcage, there is a path, the center of the path with a row of "guide stone" built, the stone is also painted with a variety of lifelike butterflies. Butterflies with its beauty, introduced us to the butterfly garden, there is a stone flower pot, the shape of a large butterfly, which is planted with yellow, pink flowers, the appearance of similar to prunes, as if the butterfly put on a colorful clothes.
There is not only a path with "birdsong" and "flowers", but also a house with "old-time flavor"! The doors of these houses are made of wood, the walls are made of stones and bricks of various shapes, the eaves are made of red tiles, and the windows are not blocked by glass, but by interlocking bricks, forming a unique landscape in southern Fujian. Although restored in modern times, they still maintain their original ancient style, and the high-rise buildings behind them emphasize the long history of these ancient houses. These houses are surrounded by plants and trees, which dress up these ancient houses more strikingly ......
This is the ancient village of Lingshui, which has a living atmosphere and fashionable elements. One side of the soil and water to raise a person, Lingshui is its pure and simple to raise countless hearts true good and beautiful Minnan people, and I am also willing to do so a "Lingshui people".
Beautiful village essay 2A few years ago, my father took me to my grandmother's house. Grandma's house is in Pingqiao Town, Tiantai County, we drove along a small road, the scenery along the way is really beautiful! Surrounded by golden-colored wheat fields.
Soon we arrived at the small village where the grandmother lives. In front of Grandma's house is a small stream, the water is crystal clear, and there are many small fish playing happily in the water. Every now and then you would see women nearby pounding clothes or washing vegetables. A few ducklings were playing a game of chase on the water surface. I was mesmerized by the beautiful stream, I defiantly went into the water to catch the small fish, to chase the ducks, and ended up being seen by a nearby auntie pounding clothes, scolded, and got himself wet by the water.
I went to my great-grandmother's house in my wet clothes to change. Just into the house, I was surprised to say: "Grandma's house is really big! Enough to fit an airplane." Grandma's house has four floors, each floor has two rooms, a bathroom, two living rooms, the living room on the first floor is the largest. I thought to myself, "Ah, the original rural house is so big!
The backyard of the great-grandmother's house is a field, and in the spring, plant a seed, and in the fall, you can give a bumper crop of those vegetables. In the evening, they are burned into fragrant meals. For example: the red tomatoes are hanging on the branches, from afar one looks like a small lantern, they seem to say, "Come pick me, come pick me!" A corner of the yard and green pumpkin, is hanging high on the roof, like a fat little baby in the swing, pomegranate tree pomegranate ripe, red peel cracked, revealing the pearl-like particles, as if to meet me grinning.
Ah! The scenery of my great-grandmother's house, I can never forget, if there is a chance I want to go back to play again!
Beautiful Village Essay 3When you think of the countryside, you will certainly think of the beautiful landscape, the wheat fields that can't be seen at a glance, the blue sky, the birds flying freely in the air ...... My hometown is located in a beautiful village in Anhui Province, what are you waiting for? Quickly follow me to see it!
Every year when I go back to my hometown during the Qingming Festival, I always see the beautiful scenery. In the rice paddies, the farmers are planting rice seedlings, breathe a few mouthfuls of fresh air, listen to the birds' clear calls, the mood soon became comfortable. There are also the large canola flowers, which are golden and beautiful as far as the eye can see.
Our holiday customs here are also very different, such as the Qingming Festival, every Qingming Festival, all the members of the family to go back home to sweep the tomb. To bring shovels, offerings. Firecrackers and so on. When sweeping the tomb first shovel the weeds in front of the tomb, set up offerings, firecrackers, and then kowtow to worship, very ethnic characteristics.
The countryside, a beautiful and uninteresting place, in the countryside, you can completely feel the beauty of nature, I love the countryside!
Beautiful Village Essay 4Today under the leadership of the teacher, we visited the village where I went to school ---- Luozhuang Village. I really didn't expect Luozhuang village is so beautiful.
Along the flat road then came to the clear river behind the village, the banks of the river grow all kinds of plants, the bottom of the water swimming many small fish, there are yellow, there are red, in the past, this river is always thrown full of garbage, there are also some people throw some of the crops of the orange stalks are thrown in the river, day after day exudes a stench, and now people pay attention to the environmental protection, the river is back to life.
Walking into the village, a foreign building is displayed in front of us. Through the open door, we can see a car stored in the yard, before, people how dare to think of a car ah, even rarely seen. Now people's life is rich, not only buy a car, home appliances are all kinds of electrical appliances, every family has bought a computer, on the Internet. Farmers do not have to go out to learn about the information to get rich, it is really God.
On both sides of the street, the woodpile is gone, the pigsty is gone, replaced by a variety of flowers and trees, when the flowers are open, the whole village will be filled with the fragrance of the flowers, it is a sea of flowers.
Walking in such . Streets, I can not help but think: how beautiful life is now, I believe that my hometown will also become more beautiful.
Beautiful Village Essay 5My hometown is a very beautiful place, it is the rainbow village in the town of Sky, just along a wide asphalt road, driving to the door of my hometown.
Our village has dense forests, lush trees on the mountain, the river in front of the village is crystal clear, the sky is blue and far-reaching, the air is fresh and sweet, once in the spring the scenery there comes into view, the group of flowers spitting, beautiful flowers, colorful, colorful, and the setting sun.
There are many flowers in the field, there are rape flowers, dandelions, and chrysanthemums, look carefully, there will be a new discovery, dandelion petals are closed, like our palms can be opened, closed. Rapeseed flowers emit a fragrance, and as far as the eye can see, a field of yellow. Colorful chrysanthemums are competing to be the first to bloom.
Apricot blossoms in the orchard, like a small windmill, the wind blows with the wind, peach blossom red better look, they are like a lot of blushing little girls, golden stamens emit a faint fragrance, attracted a lot of bees and butterflies.
The grass quietly poked his head out to scout the situation outside, look at that side of the vine also grew new leaves, the west of the strawberry grew a little shoots, in a few days, I can eat fresh strawberries. The orchard in my hometown is full of fragrance everywhere, how charming ah!
Every time I go back to my hometown, I always run to the orchard in front of the village to pick fresh, big and sweet fruits, and every tree leaves my laughter of singing and laughing, and every field leaves my laughter of sweet words, and this is our beautiful and beautiful hometown. I really like my old home, children you like beautiful and beautiful old home?
Beautiful Village Essay 6In a land of fish and rice. There is a beautiful village that makes people forget to come back.
My village, in the morning the sky is blue, so people feel refreshed. At noon, the sun on the earth, mother earth is very hot, out of the "sweat". In the evening, walking along the village path, there are green groves and brightly colored flowers on the roadside. It has the fertile land, I stood on the roof of my house, a glance, the fields are golden, as if a golden blanket spread on the body of the mother earth, suddenly the mother earth smiled. It is rich in clear river water, clear river surface has a few lotus leaves, lotus leaves have a few frogs in the "croak" call. At this time the lotus is the most beautiful goddess in the river.
Here there are hard-working people, early in the morning people driving cars, bicycles ringing like a symphony. Some people work in the fields, hoping to have a good harvest. Some children on the way to school, talking and laughing can be happy. The birds "twitter", waking up a beautiful day. The willow tree girl smiled and the grass shook its head. At noon, the farmers working in the fields came back to cook, the curling smoke from the chimney slowly drifted out. Ah! The meal is ready. Just wait for your sons and daughters to come back for dinner. The old grandfather hurriedly put the fragrant meal on the table for the children who worked half a day to eat, and the children ate with great relish. The children ate to their heart's content. Then the people began their afternoon's work again. By the evening people ate dinner, came to the fitness square some singing, some dancing, the children are playing basketball ...... people are living a happy and beautiful life.
Ah! My village is how poetic!
Beautiful Village Essay 7Everyone has their own hometown, which is as beautiful as a poem and as colorful as a painting.
My hometown is a quiet and peaceful place, which radiates a charming charm.
In the fields that are full of poetry, in front of and behind the house, golden rape flowers, pink peach blossoms, snow-white pear ...... flowers all kinds of flowers compete for color. In the fall, the golden rice ears smile bent waist, lowered proud head, looking at Mother Earth and enjoy the joy of harvest people, as if as long as the wind blows, rice will fall.
Pecking Stone is a legendary stone, it has an ancient legend, a long time ago, there is a chicken always come to eat the village's grain, in order to prevent it from eating grain again, the villagers killed it with a gunshot, the chicken was transformed into a stone chicken, it is said that the chicken on the mountain once the chicken screamed, under the mountain of nitro caves will be issued by the sound of gongs and drums.
Persimmons, walnuts and chestnuts are the specialties of my hometown. Persimmons, every fall, persimmons show a red smile, people make it into persimmon cake. Chestnuts look a little strange, it wears a big brown spiky coat with brown armor inside, which is wrapped with white pulp, which is delicious to eat.
The night is beautiful, in the evening, when the last wisp of evening sunshine is hidden, look around, the whole village is cloudy, ten thousand lights flickering slightly, bright and dark, the village is beautiful, quiet. The stars in the sky blinking eyes, such as the water of the moonlight sprinkled all over the village, frogs began to sing, the stream also began to tinkle accompaniment, as if playing a piece of music.
The people of the village are bold, enthusiastic and generous, and often get together to talk about wine, children swinging under the tree, jumping, chasing me, how happy!
I love my hometown, because it is beautiful, gentle, because it is harmonious, quiet, because it is bold, hospitable.
Beautiful village essay 8One day in the summer vacation, I went to a small village in the countryside with my mom.
Just as we arrived at the entrance of the village, we saw the lush woods on the hill, and from time to time we heard some birds singing in the trees, which was very beautiful. At the side of the village is a crystal clear river, you can see the fish swimming in the water. When I entered the village, I saw that the houses where the villagers lived were dilapidated and still built with wood. So I asked my mom, "Why are their houses so shabby? And don't they decorate it?" Mom replied, "Why don't you ask the villagers here!"
At that moment, there happened to be an older woman walking by; I walked up and asked, "Hello, ma'am! I want to ask, why is everyone's house so old and not repaired?" The lady smiled and said to me, "My little friend, it takes a lot of wood to repair a house, and that means cutting down a lot of trees, so we can't afford to do that! We live on this hill and depend on this forest, how can we destroy it?" I heard, thought carefully, the woods are also life, to love it, protect it!
At this time, my mother said to me "good boy, to protect the woods is to protect the villagers' living environment! Remember!" I smiled and nodded to my mom and said, "I know!"
I think this is the most meaningful day of the summer vacation.
I left the busy metropolis and came to the quiet village in the summer night, sending away the dazzling lights and ushering in the blue night sky; sending away the boring sound of the car and ushering in the beautiful cicadas; sending away the cool air-conditioning in the house and ushering in the sound of the gentle wind.
The starry night sky a round of bright moonlight, high light in front of the door of the lotus pond, the fragrance of the flowers of the lotus come to the face. Push open the wooden door and collide with the breeze. Stepping on the quiet path, although this is no longer intoxicated neon lights, but there is a veil of moonlight, the path is like a layer of veil.
Walked to the riverside, cicadas and crickets chirping intertwined, as if a song, although I do not understand, but let a person feel a touch of bleak. The green light of the fireflies embellished the scenery for the summer night, and the river was dented by the wind. Nature is like a painter, painted this "summer night village" volume, although not the city's music, but has a countryside repertoire.
Delicate and clear moon, making the starry sky into a night sky. The quiet path seems to have thrown away all the troubles. There are no streetlights here, only flickering fireflies.
Slowly walked back to the old house, the house seems to be golden gold, such as the yarn of the green clouds in the sky. Like flowers like jade lotus lying asleep on the water, the water is also sprinkled with a silver veil, at this moment, the lights have long been extinguished, people have entered a sweet dream. Thought of the Shanghai street lights, and recalled the fireflies flickering; Shanghai lights, will think of the starry sky here, think of ...... these can not be compared with the big city of Shanghai?
I'm not a painter, do not know how to use the brush to paint the beauty of it; not a writer, will not use the pen, depicting the beauty of the village summer night, and even more is not a musician, brother won't use the notes and melody to express my feelings, I had to use the words I know to weave into sentences to express the beauty of the village summer night.
Beautiful Village Essay 10The lovely spring came, and the snow water came into a trickle, tinkling around a beautiful village. The grasses shyly poked out a little head, green and tender, seeming to bubble up with a light touch. So many little buds, as if a quiet, tender green river, only the breeze can make it gently flow, flowing into the distance ...... "Chirp, chirp ...... "Who is happily I'm not going to be able to do that. It turns out to be the little yellow warbler! They draw a beautiful arc in the air. And with that melodious song to meet the arrival of spring, to the spring added infinite vitality.
The willows on the embankment also woke up, their bodies out of a few small beans, is probing the head to look out. A gust of wind blew, they will dance, the graceful figure plus the spring smoke haze, seems to really have a girl in that dance posture, let a person see as intoxicated. After school, a group of happy "birds" chirping "fly" home, see the sky is still early, busy while the spring breeze put paper kites, look! The sky is full of small and large kites, red, snow white, yellow ...... colorful; there are fierce tigers, there are kind sheep, there are beautiful peacocks ...... different forms. An eagle suddenly flew very high, but also proudly shook his body, has been defying the tiger immediately chased up, bit a mouth, but this "eagle king" immediately avoided, counter-pecked a bite, this "tiger" immediately pecked down! .......
On the ground, the one full of childish little face is chirping and arguing! "Look, my peacock how beautiful, the most dazzling here!" "Hmph! What's the use of being beautiful? My tiger can bite you off with one bite!" "How dare you boast, tiger? I just pecked you down!" The kites in the sky are competing, and the children are fighting on the ground! This beautiful countryside is vibrant, is full of interest.
Among the idyllic landscapes I have seen, a small village where my grandmother lives is the most beautiful.
In the morning, I was awakened by the many birds chirping and singing beautiful music outside my window. As soon as I pushed open the window, a few rays of golden sunlight outside the window shot into the house, which was suddenly much brighter and warmer. A warm spring breeze drifted in, emitting a strong fragrance. Under the pungent scent of flowers I was guided to a field of flowers. Under the grass hiding more than ten million colorful small flowers, white, yellow, purple, pink, pure, delicate, bright; so many, so dense, so vast ...... they are only a few centimeters shorter than the grass, as if as soon as you make a strong effort to come out in unison.
In the afternoon, I came to a vast and boundless sea next to the sea, the water of the sea is really quiet ah, quiet let you feel it in the flow; the water of the sea is really clear ah, clear can see the bottom of the sea of thousands of all kinds of small stones; the water of the sea is really green ah, green as if that is a flawless emerald. The red sunset in the sky, the evening breeze, the head of the nesting birds flying over, are our friends. The last wisp of the evening sun also faded in the sky.
At night, I was reluctant to say goodbye to this beautiful village. I love this beautiful village!
Beautiful Village Essay 12One fine day, I went back to my hometown village, and was instantly mesmerized by the picturesque scene.
A small, clean and tidy tiled house, the golden sunlight shines on the small house, as if it were put together with gold. Surrounded by a peach forest grove, where there is a place of golden yellow spring flowers, smiling and swaying with the spring wind, pink peach blossoms, hanging all over the branches of the tree, making the peach tree become beautiful, become more beautiful. The spring wind blew, from time to time wafted out a burst of flower fragrance. Butterflies are attracted by the fragrance of the peach blossom, the peach trees around the flying, bees also go out of their way far future to collect honey.
I stepped on the stone steps made of stone to the river, the river is clear and transparent, as if a jasper bag slowly flow to the foot of the mountain, the water flow on the flow of a few white fat fat ducks, I squatted in the river to the bottom of the river to see, a clever and cute little carp, a swim to this one will swim to that around looking for food. A few prawns lazily wriggling fat body, the play reflects the blue sky, white clouds. A small bridge made of bamboo tubes across the river, looking ancient. I stepped toward the ancient small bamboo bridge, looking into the distance, forever there is a dense forest, from time to time out of the chattering birds nest, so lively ah.
I took a deep breath, good fresh air I can not help but sigh: the hometown of the small mountain village is so beautiful.
Beautiful Village Essay 13My hometown is in Chenggu County, and my grandmother lives at the foot of Liangshan Mountain, so today I will introduce you to the beautiful little village where my grandmother lives!
Whenever you walk out of the door of your grandmother's house, you will see a piece of mountain, each mountain is clothed in a green dress like, as emerald green barrier. As far as the eye can see, green grass, green shrubs, full of green. If everywhere is green is too monotonous, so the village people planted a starry little flowers, to this green "inlaid" a beautiful pattern.
The village people are very hardworking, every family in front of the door on the melon frame, the house planted a lot of vegetables, pumpkins, cucumbers, eggplants, potatoes ...... These vegetables are all the townspeople's own hand planted, green and pollution-free.
The village of course, there is no shortage of chickens, every family has, the hen sometimes in the yard around, sometimes led a group of chickens in the foraging, sometimes honestly in the nest eggs, the rooster is at the door to guard the door, like a guard.
At night, people are gathered in the yard, the table and chairs, meals are brought to the yard, the sky high and wide eat up. While eating, talking, and listening to the weaver sing: "Weaving, weaving, weaving, weaving, weaving ah". If you see a stray dog, you will never kick it out, and you will give it two or three pieces of meat.
The beauty of my hometown is really unforgettable, in my mind is a beautiful, simple picture. I love the scenery of Liangshan, love the working people of Liangshan, and love the plain and simple life of Liangshan even more!
Beautiful village essay 14I love my hometown, love every grass, every tree, and even every inch of land here.
This is not only the place where I was born and raised, but also carries my happy time, a grass and trees are engraved with my laughter, a mountain and a water can also experience my mood.
My hometown is beautiful. A small stream around the village next to the distant hillside full of green trees, a few birds swept from the sky, everywhere a vibrant scene. In the evening, smoke rises from every house, and from time to time there are a few clear birdsongs. The night came, the whole village quietly sleep ......
People often have a field in front of the house, the ground planted with fruits and vegetables. Early in the morning dewdrops a sprinkle, fresh vegetables rolling dewdrops, people in the cooking time to pick a few, eat a different flavor, a fresh aroma lingering between the lips and teeth.
In front of the door are generally planted some flowers, these flowers are colorful, fighting, blooming in the yard, let a person pleasing to the eye. A variety of aroma mixed, filled in the air, refreshing.
The rainy night in my hometown is beautiful, the fresh green leaves after the rain rinse, like rolling dewdrops, glittering bright light, piercing people almost can not open their eyes.
A few chickens walk slowly in front of the door, and their loud and clear cries resonate throughout the village.
Ah! What a beautiful village.
Beautiful Village Essay 15There is a beautiful village located at the foot of the Jiuhua Mountain, the scenery is beautiful and picturesque, this village has a small river, waterfalls, fields and wild fruits.
The village's mountain streams such as its "eyes", can see everything in the world, this pair of "eyes" clear and bright, clear as the blue sea, blue as the sky, beautiful! Village water and waterfalls, brooks cool, waterfalls for us to play a good song. Every summer, many people come from far and wide, just to feel the coolness of the landscape, wash their hearts.
The fields of the village are countless, a number of may be dizzy, because the village people to grow vegetables for a living, a family of about ten fields, the fields of what vegetables: cabbage, cabbage, bok choy, peas ...... and planted quite neatly and beautifully.
The villages of Jiuhua Mountain surround the mountains, and in the spring, the mountains took off their snow-white cotton coats and put on their green coats, and the villagers did the unique local farm work: picking tea, picking fruits, and beating bamboo shoots. Digging bamboo shoots is important to the eye, your eyes are not good, you can not see the bamboo shoots, digging bamboo shoots can not be directly dug root, bamboo shoots next to the soil planing, and then digging the root, vigorously a bamboo shoots out of the ground, see the ruby mother shoots indicate that digging a good, remember to digging, after the soil to be buried on the root, so that it can continue to grow.
Everyone please come to the countryside to feel the countryside! Welcome to be a guest.