I. There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. The city, the countryside, the families, the old and the young, all rush like, one by one, they all come out. The first thing you need to do is to get out of the house and get out of the house, and then get out of the house and get out of the house.
Second, I like the winter of the small town, it gives people in the city to bring a different winter, not the same feeling, a different atmosphere. Her winter is a beautiful landscape painting is a different poem a cup of mellow wine. How can you not penetrate the flavor, but y in love with her.
Third, the city Congested road, crowded with people busy with their livelihoods, they are wearing a variety of colors of raincoat figure, in the cool rain, like a grain of chess can not find a place. On the roof of the gray building, there are a few wandering pigeons, full of heart, in the rain seems more heavy.
Fourth, the people who are surrounded by the city want to escape, and those who are standing outside the city want to rush in, and so does the marriage, so does the career, and so does the desire of life. Yang Jiang
Fifth, the old grandfather is a completely authentic old peasant: bald and dark-skinned; wearing a rare city cloth coat, pants as big as a bucket; the waist slanting inserted a pipe with a red cloth tobacco bag, a little walk, the cloth tobacco bag swaying around, very eye-catching.
Six, the air in the countryside than the city's air is much fresher, without the slightest impurity, as if it was washed with water. Lotus flowers, lotus leaves, the entire pond with the soft evening breeze dancing, and added a few unique flavor of summer.
Seven, his face is bigger than the sky. His cheek is thicker than the ground. He stomped his foot in the city, and the whole city of Beijing had to tremble three times.
eight, the grass is soft and flexible, than the city gym mat is stronger, it is a natural sports ground!
nine, the old Jinan, the city, so narrow, and so spacious outside the city, lying on the hillside of some small villages, small villages lying on the roof of the point of snow, yes, this is a small ink painting, or the famous hand of the Tang Dynasty painted it.
X. Autumn nights are as cool as water. In the city, you can just put on a blanket, but in the countryside, you should take the quilt out of the cupboard. The quilt exudes an old, slightly musty smell of time. Wrap yourself in the warmth of this nostalgic quilt, quietly listening to the crickets singing under the window, it is a wonderful feeling.
eleven, the sky kite gradually more, the ground children also more. The city, the countryside, families, old and small, they also rush like, one by one, all out. Shuffling the muscles and bones, shaking the spirit, each do their own a thing to go. "A year's plan is in the spring"; just the beginning of the head, there is a lot of work, there is a lot of hope.
twelve, the main color of summer is green, deep and light green. From the city to run back to the day, a school door, green eyes, a sudden cool, will leave all the worries outside the school door.
Thirteen, since the construction of the highway, the mountain products are constantly transported into the city.
Fourteen, the city children than the rural children suicide rate is high, today's children than the old days of the children suicide rate is high, one of the important reasons is that the former than the latter ate more than a few "wisdom fruit", they began to a bit of "philosophical thinking", and The first is that it is not possible to get a good idea of what is going on, and there is no one to tell you.
XV. Grandpa complained that he was not used to living in the city.
16. Anyone who comes to a small town where there is a lot of talking and little thinking has to suffer, and Mr. Miriam's sufferings are no exception.
Seventeen: I'm going to middle school in the city, and my mother is a little sad to see me go.
XIX, the lonely years, lonely years. The other side of the flower is blooming, at this time I am relieved from the siege of the city, with the vicissitudes of the years, lonely floating in the countryside listening to the moonlight for me to play the melancholy music, water for me to make a bitter tune, I have long been, sleep.
XX, surrounded by the city of people want to escape, outside the city of people want to rush in, on the marriage also, career also, life's aspirations are so.
Twenty-one, the city of Luoyang, the city of Sydney, the old town of Luoyang talent. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a conversation with a man who had been in the middle of a conversation with a woman.
Twenty-two, on the eve of the Spring Festival, the county city, a busy scene of traffic.
Twenty-three, Luoyang city See the autumn wind, want to write a letter. The first time I saw it, I was so happy to see it, and I was so happy to see it, and I was so happy to see it.
Twenty-four: The field mouse followed the house mouse to the city, and the house mouse showed the field mouse beans and grains, as well as dates, cheese, honey, and fruit. The vole was dumbfounded, amazed, praised, and lamented his fate.
Twenty-five, once upon a time, Lijiang, summer is cool. Looking at the boundless blue of the sky, let your heart gallop outside the body, that blue will make you immensely touched. Walking in the ancient city, you can often see tourists looking at the blue sky out of the corner of the eye showed consternation.
Twenty-six, he is about twenty-something years old, thick eyebrows, big eyes, nose is very high, hair permed up suit, very much like the city people. Especially when he walks, his hand swept his hair from time to time, looks very elegant.
Twenty-seven, from the morning has not stopped the ground. I ambushed the edge of the case to listen to the rain landing crisp, feel very kind, think carefully, has not heard this familiar countryside sound for a long time! In the city, never hear this kind of pure, melodious sound, only in the hometown, in this remote from the city village can enjoy.
Twenty-eight, the sky street drizzle moist as crispy, grass color is close to see but not. The best thing about spring is that it's the best time of year, and it's the best time of the year to be full of smoke and willows. Grass color remote; spring grass is beginning to grow, slightly revealing a little buds, a new green from afar, but close to see seems to be missing. The color of the grass is far superior to the color of the willow and the smoke. Tang Han Yu.
Twenty-nine, a train crawled into the station in a snowstorm, two college students wearing military coats and carrying rifles and a team of revolutionary soldiers wearing red cuffs jumped down from the car. They arrested the gendarme, the old colonel, and the chief of police. The people of the city were convinced that the news was true. Thousands of inhabitants then trod through the snow, crossed the streets and rushed to the square.
30, here, grass, trees and flowers surrounded by neat little houses, wives and children laughing and happy, is the city's hard-working people a peaceful haven.
Thirty-one: Whenever night falls, the lights of the city come on one after another.
Thirty-two, some of the local leaders, no matter how domineering he is in the city, he must always be equal with his peers in his own neighborhood, because his power is given to him by the neighborhood.
Thirty-three, I really hope to be able to find in that ancient city your childhood lived in the old house, let me put my ear to the door, across the mountains and rivers of the years, across the impassable life between you and me disparity, experience depth, listen to a child when you laugh.
Thirty-four, he often went to the city to work, naturally see a lot of knowledge, know a lot of new things happening in the city.
Thirty-five, he quickly transformed himself into a city dweller. The countryside became indifferent to him, and sometimes became a set on the stage of life, he only in the summer and winter vacations to re-experience the fun.
Thirty-six, the city is under martial law today, with soldiers patrolling everywhere with loaded guns and bullets.
Thirty-seven, the "government office" has become a climate, the city's ruffians are under his door, like ants, no evil.
Thirty-eight, since I stayed in this messy ventilation shaft, the city has seen a lot of dramatic events.
Thirty-nine, though the peasants have worked hard, the city still looks down on them.
Forty years ago, ten years ago, twenty years ago, you too were in full swing trying to get yourself back to the city.
Forty-one: The next day, Al and I jogged around Little Rock together for a bit, and then we flew to his hometown of Carthage, Tennessee, to attend a rally and see his parents. His parents have been a huge influence on him.
Forty-two, I just couldn't help it, watching the big old king's thick fingers help me cut the pork chops, I suddenly wanted to go home, back to that little town in Shanxi, knocked on the door of the house, didn't say anything, just hugged my mom and told her I was tired.
Forty-three, according to the author's survey, ethnic minorities living in Beijing, when considering the life of a major event, more inclined to look for objects from the city of the same clan or hometown.
Forty-four, in the city that never sleeps, people can work and earn money, make friends and chat, shop, speculate on stocks, study, and make friends in life, work and entertainment.
Forty-five, country people, live in the house are covered with a piece of tile. And always love in front of the house garden planted some pumpkin squash tomatoes and other vegetables and fruits, every summer and fall will produce green red melon. They have a leisurely lying on the ground, some hanging on the vine smile crooked waist, some ...... constitute a unique funny picture, than the city that the stone lions in front of the high-rise buildings lovely more.
Forty-six, in the past few years, the city has been building a lot of high-rise buildings.
Forty-seven, the old city circulated this slang song, pinpointing the essence of life in the age of Lin Li.
Forty-eight, I was ready to go to the city to find you to discuss things, and you're here, it's really God's will.
fiftieth, when his grandfather in the home opened a kiosk, he took advantage of the opportunity in the city, often to the wholesale market, when he came home on weekends, to help his grandfather into the goods, from which to earn the difference in price, used as pocket money, the teachers said he was not doing his job.
Fifty-one, the city is alive with traffic.
Fifty-two: A black jeep was rushing around the city.
Fifty-three: He didn't seem to need anything, was so self-sufficient that I don't think he even needed a woman. Of course, I know he's been known to go to certain parts of town from time to time, but I think it's more of a vicious thrill for him than just a woman.
Fifty-four, he struts around town like it's his turf.
Fifty-five: It was only after the boy begged and pleaded that his father agreed to take him to the city.
56. When I returned to the city and went to Wang Jun's place to look for him, I heard that he had gone to England.
Fifty-seven, I thought of you into a city, I live in the city, but lost themselves.
Fifty-eight, I do not know that there is no bird, there is no forest, not long crops, only long cement house in the city, there is no one miss the bird, there is no one like me for the bird heart, and want to fly mood, yearning for the bird sound wash face, with the fragrance of the flowers to moisturize the throat of the green countryside life.
Fifty-nine, we belong to their own in the city Building dreams, do not seek to hear the world, but ultimately still hope to leave something, just to be remembered by someone by chance.
Sixty, this year the lively a little rural girl has long been looking for a city boy far away.
Another quality of our country is the ability of individuals to build for themselves an oasis of freedom from worry. Even when the streets of the city are on fire, our villages, our old houses, our great terraces remain as you have seen them in the old days.
Sixty-two, the children in the mountains suffered, the city rich second-generation official second-generation to do wrong.
Sixty-three, under the heavy siege of our troops, the invasion forces in the city were terrified, like ants on a hot pan.
Sixty-four, according to legend, one day, the city a small band from the center of the city blowing trumpets, the leader of the trumpet to the sky.
Sixty-five, the country girl, since her arrival in the city, has been mesmerized by the intoxicating life.
The first thing I want to do is to make sure that my grandfather is buried in the city of Hulan.
Sixty-seven, my heart is a city, that city has been living in a person I can not reach. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get it, but I'm going to be able to get it," he said. I'm not going to be able to get the best out of it, but I'm going to be able to get the best out of it, and I'm going to be able to get the best out of it.
Sixty-eight, if he really has ulterior motives, will not make him lose face. The first thing I'd like to say is that I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it," he said. It was only because he was confident of this that he made up his mind to follow us.
69, sting in the city, can see all kinds of dumplings, there are bean paste, there are five kernel, there are eight treasures, there are eggs, there are bacon ...... but, I still think of the "three pointed pond" in the luxuriant reeds, think of the green and oily reeds. The first thing I want to do is to get a good deal on a new product, and I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good deal on a new product.
seventy, the city outside the city flourishing phoenix flowers, the kind of fire and the color, gorgeous who's eyebrows.
seventy-one, when I returned to the city, to Wang Jun's residence to find him, I heard that he has gone to England, I was stunned, not inevitably have a sense of empty buildings.
Seventy-two, uncle in the city life is still not immune.
Seventy-three: behind me, in the city that never sleeps, searchlights sweep the sky for fun. I imagine them gathered in the marble-floored square, organized and quick-witted. I see their bright eyes filled with love for the lighted streets and the silver glitter of their vehicles.
seventy-four, Qian Zhongshu around the city said: snoring like a kite with a long line.
Seventy-five, many people in the city always yearn for a quiet country life.
Seventy-six, in the eight-three Men's Day, the All-China Women's Federation sent a congratulatory message, wishing the men: home with a wife, the city has a house, the body has a ticket, wearing a brand, live with face.
Seventy-seven, the city people three words of harm to the child, baby, study well on the line, the other mom and dad to do; baby, remember not to suffer; I tell you, and then do not study well, grow up without food do not come to me!
Seventy-eight, I can give you only my heart. I want you to accompany me, in this seems to be full of people, but also empty in the Forbidden City, some may not be able to speak to people for the rest of their lives, you can understand.
seventy-nine, heard that the city and found our party's radio signal, the secret agents, like a big enemy, and out of the nest, in the whole city to carry out a big manhunt.
Eighty, in the voluminous books in the city to get lost, the eyes are confused, the heart is spent.
Eighty-one, years of war, the city is devastated, people suffer.
Eighty-two, some people to the city, very quickly addicted to the colorful, happy and forget about their hometown.
Eighty-three, this incident just happened, the county town on the talk, made a storm in the city.
Eighty-four, the commercial city from food to use, from wear to beauty, everything.
Eighty-five, he was in the city, peddling daily necessities from door to door (city sentence ).
Eighty-six, the small town appeared in this kind of thing, like a thunderbolt, people everywhere talking about, make the city buzzing.
Eighty-seven, Yangyang's uncle in the city is very famous, but in the countryside is little known.
Eighty-eight, living in the city, go out without money, it is really difficult to move.
Eighty-nine, chickens, ducks, cows and horses are rare animals in the city, but in the countryside is not surprising.
ninety, A: city people worship foreigners too serious, you see, even the toilet are written on the English alphabet. B: the countryside is different, is not only write "toilet"? A: of course, not the same, the countryside is written "do not flow west".
Ninety-one, his only daughter came back from the city three times to take him to enjoy the happiness.
92. As the war was approaching, the city's dignitaries were quickly dispersed.
ninety-three, do not forget the Nanjing once the devastation, do not indifferent to the Nanjing people tears in the courage, do not doubt the miracle of Nanjing city, to believe: the rebirth of the disaster means that the hope of nurturing.
Ninety-four, in the road and not into the city in the eyes of the people, the city is a kind of model; in the eyes of the people trapped in the city and do not come out, she has a different kind of model.
Ninety-five, the mother said: "Let the city's uncle staff reported it, he has seen a lot of knowledge." The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night.
Ninety-six, I am the city people, but also went to the countryside a few times. There, too, there is a lot of fun.
ninety-seven, he stomped his foot in the city, the whole Beijing city to tremble three times.
Ninety-eight: He missed his master and wanted to share his happiness with him, so he returned to the city to visit him.
ninety-nine, the people in the city want to go out, the people outside the city want to come in, how do the people on the city wall feel?
One hundred, can not say that the strength than you, we are more than you city people to spend effort, we marry women, building houses are relying on the sale of blood to earn money, the most money earned in the field is not to let us starve to death.
101, a city student went to the countryside and found a donkey eating wheat. But he did not recognize either the donkey or the wheat, and in a hurry shouted, "Come on people! The animal is eating the plant!" .
One hundred and two, in this beautiful mountain town, people live and work happily.
103. Today, the city is under martial law, with soldiers patrolling everywhere.
104. The landlords of the countryside and the gentlemen of the city were terrified when they heard that the peasants had risen up in revolt.
105: Even though she moved to the city, Grandma was still too comfortable to leave the countryside behind.
106. I looked at the path that curved towards the city, and I couldn't hear the sound of my son's bare feet running, and the moonlight shone on the path like it was full of salt.
One hundred and seven, the city of Beijing, is full of buildings and dry clouds.
One hundred and eighty-eight, the city is weak and in danger.
109, the enemy in Hebei and Henan have built strong fortifications, as a hand, now the enemy of Henan has been destroyed by me, the enemy of Hebei is isolated and helpless, had to retreat to the city.
One hundred and ten, I went back to the city, idly watching the workers build a carousel for the fair, and then rode back to the train station.
Most of the medical equipment will be brought into the city by truck, but some will be brought in by train.
One hundred and seventeen, this thing is the talk of the tea table in this part of the city, wherever I go, I always meet people talking about it.
One hundred and eighteen, ma'am. The letter came from the city, and it was only an official letter.
120, the small town of dilapidated low-rise buildings for him, but a distant existence. Li Jingrui