In ordinary study, work, and life, everyone has written compositions. Composition is a verbal activity in which people express their feelings in written form. I believe that writing essays is a headache for many people. Here are essays on rural life topics that I have compiled for you. Welcome to read and collect them. Rural Life Topic Essay 1
The three-story building of my grandpa’s house is located at the foot of Nanshan Mountain. It is hidden in a lush bamboo forest, with red bricks and green bamboos, which is really beautiful. Once, I took a ship to the Three Gorges. As the ship was sailing in the river, I actually saw it. My surprise and pride were beyond words. If you stand on the second floor of my grandpa's house, you can have a sweeping view of the mighty Yangtze River. Hey, it turns out that grandpa followed the fashion like people in the city and built a house with a river view!
Every weekend, my father would drive my mother and me to my grandpa’s house to play. Along the way, I rolled down the window and greedily sucked in the fragrance of the soil, feeling relaxed and happy. After getting out of the car and walking up the stairs, my grandpa’s puppy seemed to sense our arrival and barked excitedly. When we entered the courtyard, it shook its head and tail at us, as if welcoming an old friend reunited after a long absence!
In early summer, several cherry trees planted in my grandfather’s courtyard bore mouth-watering red fruits. Although I am only about 1.45 meters tall, I can pick those red cherries as long as I stretch out my hand. Eat one, and the sweet and sour flavor fills every taste bud, leaving you with endless aftertaste.
Before making lunch, my grandpa took me to the vegetable patch he cultivated in front of the door to pull some lettuce and vines. The "materials" for lunch were ready (this is authentic green food! ). Sometimes, my grandpa would dig up eels in the fields, but they would all be eaten by the greedy cat meowing on the side. This often made me feel mentally unbalanced: Humph, such an authentic local eel was eaten by the greedy cat. What a pity! In my opinion, it’s better to let dad make them into Panlong eels and let us have a delicious meal!
Usually after lunch, grandpa would move out the old wooden table and sit in the courtyard, sipping the fragrant tea he picked from the mountains, and making homemade meals with his father, which was very leisurely. My sister and I went to the bamboo forest behind the house to catch cicadas. Of course, the bamboo forest is also a gathering place for roosters and hens of various families. They either dig through the thick bamboo leaves to catch insects to eat, or they chase each other, and the roosters crow one after another, like a cheerful chicken sonata. My sister and I would sometimes give up catching cicadas and chase the chickens. Hey, I actually found a nest of eggs that were born in vain. We picked up our clothes, put all the eggs in our pockets one by one, and reported to grandpa quickly. At this time, grandpa would always say with a smile: "Authentic local eggs, Xingyu, take them home and eat them, so that you can replenish your brain and become a doctor in the future!" The whole family was immersed in joyful laughter.
At night, there was silence all around. Only the sound of crickets and the croaking of frogs pierced the night sky, making it difficult for me to fall asleep. I was lying on the bed and looking through the window, I felt that the stars in the sky were very close to me.
Families in the countryside lead different lives from those in the city, but they are as happy as those in the city. Rural Life Topic Essay 2
I drive through several villages on my way to and from school every day. In my impression, in the past few years, the sky was full of dust, and there were many construction vehicles coming and going. You could often see excavators and garbage trucks. When it rains, the place becomes even dirtier and messier, and there are often traffic jams. I don't like driving through here because the bumpy gravel roads often make my stomach hurt. I asked my mother: "What are we going to do here?" But my mother smiled and said: "I heard that these villages are going to be transformed into beautiful countryside..."
As the days passed, we I still pass these villages every day.
Gradually, gradually, I saw that the village was changing little by little... The construction trucks still came and went, but my stomach no longer seemed to hurt; after the haphazardly built houses were demolished, the roads became smaller. It used to be wider; many neat and beautiful green plants were planted on the roadside; the exterior walls of the farmers' houses, which used to be messy in color, were all changed to red, like a small western-style red bungalow, which looked so beautiful; the river at the entrance of the village was clear When we hit the bottom, one after another the cruise ships were rowing over leisurely. There were more plants on the shore and they were more beautiful.
Last year, the transformation of the beautiful rural environment was completed, attracting more and more tourists to visit and enjoy. Look! The beautiful aunts and sisters were happily taking photos among the flowers with their cameras! In the golden rice fields in the distance, the teacher and the students are painting and sketching! The paintbrushes in their hands kept dancing, painting the beautiful countryside and beautiful scenery vividly. Several grandfathers and grandmothers took a leisurely walk on the garden path, praising the changes in the beautiful countryside in recent years: "What a great country! The government spends money to renovate the exterior walls of our houses, build roads in the villages, and even plant crops in the villages. There are so many flowers and plants. It’s a blessing for us to grow old!”
The changes in the beautiful countryside have also changed the villagers’ lifestyle. In the past, apart from going to the fields to do farm work, adults would just watch TV at home. Since the slogan of "health for all" was put forward, some fitness equipment has been installed in the village park, and plastic tracks have been built on the village roads and fields. More and more grandparents like to come to the park to dance square dances and stretch their muscles; Uncle The aunts also started to like sports, running and fitness. This year the village also held the second country marathon! More than three hundred athletes gathered in the beautiful countryside, ran through village roads and fields, crossed small bridges and flowing water, and ran in front of farmhouses. They ran all the way and experienced the beauty of the beautiful countryside.
Beautiful countryside, beautiful life! I look forward to my hometown getting better and better, and everyone’s face to be filled with smiles of happiness and satisfaction! Rural Life Topic Essay 3
There is no bustling city, no lively city, and no high-rise buildings in the city, but the people here are very hard-working and simple. This is the countryside.
During the Tomb-Sweeping Festival, we visited the graves of our hometown in the countryside. We went to the house of our relative Grandpa Hei. Their house had a black tile roof and the benches were made of wood with backrests. They were different from those in the city. In ordinary villages, there will be a small river in front of or behind their house. There are some trees planted beside the river, and the river is surrounded by green trees and mountains. They are like sentinels guarding the clear river. After eating the farm food, I felt that the taste of the farm food was different from the taste of vegetables in the city. The farm vegetables were grown by myself, which gave me a unique farm flavor, which I will never forget for a long time. I heard from Grandpa Hei that the vegetables here have not been treated with pesticides, chemical fertilizers, no pollution, and are very healthy.
Then I came to the country road again. Walking on the road, you will see the colorful flowers waving to you on the side of the road, and the charming fragrance will hit your face. You will feel refreshed and your mood will suddenly improve. . After not walking far, we came to the livestock area again. Ducks were croaking, chickens were crowing, and dogs were barking... It was much better than the sound of sirens in the city. The chickens flapped their wings, as if waving to me; the dogs waggled. It wagged its tail to welcome me; the duck quacked, as if it was hungry. The hens sit on the "halo" like an old woman and hatch their eggs, while the big roosters strut back and forth in front of the chicken pen door with their heads held high, for fear that someone will steal their eggs; the mother duck in the river leads Swimming with ducklings, they lined up in a "train" and swam around one after another, not to mention how cute they were; the pigs in the pigpen were so lazy, their two big ears flapped like a fan when they ate. One fan, it arched in the trough a few times, and then fell down lazily. The pig just ate and slept to eat... As we walked forward, the first thing that caught our eyes was the golden rice field, and a gust of wind blew by. A large piece of golden rice swayed in the wind, dancing gracefully.
There are still some people harvesting rice, and they are harvesting tirelessly...
After admiring the pastoral scenery, I heard the sound of ding-dong-ding-dong. It turned out to be a small stream. This small stream was called—— Xiangshuigou, as the name suggests, means the sound of water ding-dong-ding-dong. The water here is really "Xingshui". The stream plays the piano, ding-dong, ding-dong... The water here is crystal clear and I saw it. Many little crabs were "running rampant" in the water. We took risks on the stones under the bright sunshine and the gentle breeze. There was a place on each stone for me to step on without stepping into the water. Although you can see this game It seems boring, but it’s not like that when you play it. It will make you want to play again and make you unable to stop...
Accompanied by the sound of birdsong, I reluctantly embarked on the return journey. Road, but this beautiful picture of rural life has been echoing in my mind...