In our daily study, work and life, we have dealt with essays, right? Essays can be divided into narrative, expository, application and argumentative essays according to the genre. What kind of essay have you seen? The following is my essay on country life for you, welcome to read and collect.
Essay on Country Life 1What I look forward to, besides the New Year's holidays, is going to my grandmother's house in the countryside. Because it is my paradise there.
Behind my grandmother's house is a bamboo forest, where the air is very fresh, and you can often hear the melodious song of the sparrows and see the swallows passing by. Next to the bamboo forest there is a vegetable field, which is planted with cabbage, cucumber, garlic and other kinds of seasonal vegetables. Next to the vegetable field there is a small pond, a group of ducks play in the water, from time to time to put their heads into the water to forage for food.
I like to go to the pond with my sisters and brothers to fish. We have two tools, which are ground cage and fish net. First, we put a big fragrant steamed bun and some leftover food into the ground cage, and then threw it into the pond, waiting for the fish to throw themselves into the net. Immediately after that, we started to net the fish. I saw a clump of water plants moving slowly, so I quickly netted that clump of water plants, and found that there were five small fish in it, I was so happy that I jumped up three feet high. After a while, I pulled the ground cage up from the water and was surprised to find it full of small fishes and shrimps. So we went home and asked my grandmother to cook it for us.
I also like to go to the bamboo forest to catch chickens. As far as the eye can see, there are dozens of chickens of all sizes in the bamboo forest. Suddenly, a big white-tailed rooster walked past me, I hurriedly copied the net net down, the results of the big rooster waved his wings to leap into the air, and then ran away. Just at this critical moment, I jumped up sharply, a net quickly net down, finally caught the big rooster.
At night, I like to lie on the bamboo bed with my sisters and brothers, eating popsicles in my mouth, looking up at the starry sky, singing songs, and not having to think about any worries, and slowly falling asleep in a leisurely manner.
Essay on Country Life 2Taking advantage of the summer vacation, I went back to my hometown - Shu'an, where my grandparents live in a house by the mountain and by the water, the courtyard is not big, but cleaned up very well. Every time the sun sets, you can always see the busy figure of grandparents and rising smoke, the roof becomes foggy. In the distance, the blue sky and the afterglow of the setting sun merged into one color, with two flying clouds across it. A light yellow bird crossed extremely quickly, leaving a shallow arc, seems to be rushing back to the nest, I should also go home, or grandparents can be anxious, the wind gently swinging, swinging ......
Life in the countryside is colorful. Early in the morning, grandparents get up to make breakfast, feed the chickens and go down to the fields. And I am an idle person, always love to go to the pond with the neighborhood children to pick lotus leaves to make lotus leaf rice, and sometimes take care of the chickens, or go to the mud to catch loaches. This kind of free and easy, return to the real idyllic life, is the heart of the direction.
On this day, my grandparents went out for something, and the burden of feeding the chickens was on my shoulders. The first thing I did was to get the money to pay for it! I came to the courtyard leisurely, perhaps a little too much noise, the chickens have "head scurrying". Chickens are suspicious by nature, if so, they will not come to eat the feed. Well, let's give it a try. Maybe they'll let go of their guard later. I spread the feed nearby and stood still for fear of scaring them. But after a long time, they still didn't move, crouching in the nooks and crannies with their heads shriveled up, afraid that I would eat them. Heh, this little thing I can not do? I thought about it carefully. Usually when grandpa feeds them, he just scatters a handful of feed and leaves, is there some secret in it? I quietly hid around the corner, holding my breath, secretly observing their movements. About two or three minutes later, a large majestic rooster took a few small steps forward, alertly look around, to confirm that there is no danger, which then stood tall with its family out, it looks like the leader of the flock of chickens, once out of the other chickens have also flocked to peck at the feed! Heh heh! Mission accomplished!
The chicks are pecking happily, the big rooster guards the little ones, and I guard them. Everything seems quiet and beautiful, my heart as if washed out, bathed in this warmth and love ......
Essay on Country Life 3In the fall, I went with my mom and dad to visit my brother Li Dong's hometown, which is in a small village in Dengfeng.
When we got there, it was already dark, and the lighthouse in the distance was flickering with a faint light. I walked into the farmhouse, and there was a yellow and black farm dog on the side of the threshold, which was barking at me. Maybe it didn't recognize me, but it obediently stopped barking as soon as the owner said it. And this farm dog is very polite and clean, it runs to the outhouse by itself if it wants to go to the toilet.
It's time to eat dinner, the country people move the table and chairs to the yard to eat, and the text "country family" said exactly the same, the sky and the earth to eat. We ate handmade noodles with a lot of chili and a little bit of vegetables, but no meat. The reason why we ate so many chili peppers was that it was cold in the mountains, so we ate chili peppers to relieve the cold. After dinner, the moon, the stars have long begun to work, the stars here are particularly bright, want to shine with the light of the silver jewels.
The next day, my father and I quickly brushed our teeth and washed our faces, and went to the mountains to run around. To the mountains, cuckoos, woodpeckers, small sparrows ...... Everywhere, small birds chirping and singing, as if playing an orchestral music. At this time, I shouted in the mountains, you can hear the echo, really a nature's "microphone". After running, on the way home, I found water droplets on the grass, and asked my father how it was, and my father told me: "Because of the difference in temperature between daytime and nighttime, the water vapor during the daytime condenses on the leaves of the grass at night, forming dew drops. I suddenly realized.
Country life always brings back a good memory, and I love country life!
Essay on Country Life 4Grandma's house is in the countryside, and every week my mom and dad take my brother and me to the countryside.
In the morning, the sun yawned and stretched out to get up, and the lovely clouds danced with the wind, imitating the bunny hopping for a while, learning the puppy wagging its tail for a while, and then licking its paws according to the kitten, which was lovely. In front of Grandma's house, there is a road that is not very wide, and few cars drive by, but many people ride bicycles or tricycles, and often greet Grandpa and Grandpa enthusiastically, which makes the countryside people really enthusiastic! In front of the road is a field, the field is planted with beans, and then planted grapes, grapes planted in the shed, this field is very large, above the neatly arranged a grape, like a row of soldiers in training, the ground is full of green grass.
At noon, after lunch, it is best to go to the bamboo forest behind the house. Bring a hammock, lie down for a while before the two branches of bamboo, read a book, don't mention how comfortable, the sun shoots down from the gap in the bamboo forest, speckled with sunshine and shadow, but there are many mosquitoes to harass you in summer, so there is still a need to hang a mosquito net on the bamboo, so that you can read a book without any worries. Behind the bamboo forest there is a river with many small fishes playing in the water.
At night, stars appeared in the sky, twinkling and twinkling, dotting the dark night sky. The clouds were colored black by the night sky, but they were having a great time, turning into little gray sheep, little fishes, little birds, and sometimes chickens and ducks would walk by in a line, twisting and singing, lovely.
The countryside is a landscape all year round, regardless of time or place.
Essay on Country Life 5Although the countryside is not as blooming as the city, the happiness and joy that country life has given me is unique.
As the sun rises, a hard-working farmer, carrying farming tools, wearing a haze, went to the fields to work. Farmers work hard to weed, water, fertilize ...... a drop of sweat drops on the soil, but they have no complaints, or so do not stop. As the saying goes, "Plant a grain of corn in the spring and harvest ten thousand seeds in the fall." Farmers will have a good harvest after labor, hard work is not in vain, the heart can be very happy!
I like to walk in the field, listen to the crickets in the bushes singing, is to express it full of joy? Look, the golden rapeseed flowers bloom how colorful, attracting butterflies fluttering, disoriented; the breeze gently blowing, rapeseed flowers of the fragrance of the nose, refreshing and delightful.
Under the big sycamore tree at the head of the village, the naughty children sat around and discussed whether to go to the creek to catch fish and shrimp? Or go to the tree to pull out bird eggs? Or to wait for the adults to come back to trick them? Or do you want to help your grandparents? With their excited and sometimes muffled words, I couldn't help but feel the urge to join in the fun, and wondered if they would let me do the same.
As the sun set, the people who went out to work came back with tired but satisfied looks. Everyone would move the tables and chairs and meals to the melon shelf in front of the door, and together they ate, drank, and chatted in the sky and the sky and the sky. A red haze in the sky, flying over the head of the nesting birds, chickens and ducks ...... are their best friends, they and the countryside together, painted a natural and harmonious rural landscape painting.
When the night is quiet, the weaver who lives on the melon frame in front of the door sings: "Weave, weave, weave ah! Weaving, weaving, weaving!" That song is really good, more than a lullaby, so that people who work hard all day, sweet and sweet into the dreamland.
The good life in the countryside no matter what is the season, no matter what time, there is a unique and charming farm scenery. I love this kind of countryside life.
Essay on Country Life 6My grandmother lives in the countryside, where the mountains are beautiful, the birds sing and the flowers smell, it is a piece of paradise on earth. There, we lived a very happy life every day.
The mornings in the mountain villages have strange beauty. A wisp of light morning fog like a ribbon floating in the blue sky, the two ends of the ribbon are tied to the distant mountains and near the farmhouse. But Grandma wasn't in the mood to enjoy the view, because every day at this time, she had to get up and start the fire to cook rice. After the rice was cooked, she would go out to the back of the mountain to cut wood and carry it back to be burned as firewood. How could Grandma's body stand this day after day, year after year? But for Grandma, this is just like a regular meal in a country house.
Around eight o'clock in the morning, Grandma took a hoe, sweet potato seeds, fertilizer to the field to sow seeds, so that in the fall will be a good harvest ah! Grandma used a hoe to dig four rows of small soil pits in the ground, then put the sweet potato seeds into the small soil pits, sprinkle a little fertilizer, and then buried with soil, and finally poured a little water on top, and then it was done. I followed my grandmother's example and also labored hard.
In the middle of the day, we were all drenched in sweat, and the beads of sweat on both sides of our cheeks kept pouring down. Although very tired, but my heart is very happy. Because this time if you do not work hard, to the harvest season to use what to pile up the granary? As the saying goes, "a plow, a harvest".
About six o'clock in the afternoon, our work is finally done. We walked home on the road, looking at the sky sunset, can still hear a few frogs, the heart with indescribable happy ......
Evening, my grandmother and I will be the table and chairs meals to the door, grandchildren and grandchildren sky high and wide eat up, no restriction. The clouds in the sky, the evening breeze, and the nesting birds flying overhead were all our good friends, and together with us, they painted a harmonious, natural landscape!
Life in the countryside is so simple, so beautiful, so full, so pleasant ......
Essay on Country Life 7On New Year's Day, our family went together to visit my cousin's family in the countryside of the South China Sea.
When I came to the countryside, the air was extraordinarily fresh, and all my worries were left behind. I met my cousin uncle's cousin Kun, so I went with him to pick corn in the happy area. When I came to the vegetable field, it was an eye-opening experience for me. There were many crops in the field, including golden yellow corn, light green vegetables, big and purple eggplants, and green and red tomatoes. We came to the corn field, only to see a golden yellow corn cob, as if a cute little doll, lovely. When the wind blew, they danced as if they were little dolls dressed in yellow dancing happily. We picked the corn and went home. When we got home, Cousin Kun put the corn we picked back in the pot and cooked it, and then gave it to me to eat.
After we ate the corn, Cousin Quin took me to the fish pond. Cousin Kun dug out a dozen earthworms in a field in front of the fish pond, and then put the earthworms in a jar, and we went home to get fishing gear. After a while cousin took a fishing rod and pricked earthworms on the hook and we started fishing. I looked at the center of the fish pond and spotted a duck swimming, I went closer to get a better look at it. Its white and chubby body, coupled with a white and yellow beak and gleaming eyes, really cute. After a while the duck head into the water for food. I was so mesmerized that I forgot to go home. I forgot to go home. Then my cousin came to call me to go home for dinner.
Although my cousin's house is very simple, and much more simple than the high-tech and high-rise buildings in the big city, but they have a unique and charming vegetable fields, fish ponds and fresh air painted a natural and beautiful pastoral scenery than the big city is much more interesting.
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May is the time of ripe cherries, Grandma invited us to her house to pick cherries. I finally waited for the Saturday that I was looking forward to, and when I came to my grandmother's house, I saw that the garden in front of the house was green and lush, and the cucumbers were just a finger thick, with a small yellow flower on their heads; and the tomato flowers blew a trumpet and said loudly, "Summer is coming! Summer is coming;" round cabbage like a fat doll smiling; climbed on the trellis peas are greeting you; bamboo shoots in the forest also drilled out in groups to look at the wonderful world outside ...... yard in the center of the cherry tree set a lot of red fruits, my mouth can not help but overflow with saliva! I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at the tree, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at the tree, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at the tree. I was anxious, then my grandmother came out smilingly and said, "Children, do not be afraid, our chickens do not peck people `, they like you!" After my grandmother's encouragement, I went over and gently picked up the "chirping" chickens, and sent them back to the chicken nest.
After this work, it is time to start picking cherries. The ripe cherries are scarlet, and from a distance the trees look like they are full of jewels, crystal clear, glittering, and the cherries on the branches of the sun are even more red like onyx, and they look very beautiful. I couldn't help but grab a handful of cherries and put them in my mouth, they were so sweet! Grandma brought a bamboo basket, moved to the ladder, I climbed the ladder in a flash, like a little monkey came to the Mountain of Flowers and Fruits, hiding in the cherry bushes while picking, while stuffing their mouths full, the heart is very happy. Cherries in the high places can not reach, I hold the tree violently shaking, cherries like rain have fallen down, some hit me, but also some fell into the bushes, to come to feed the hens happy bad. Grandpa woven bamboo basket is very small, I picked a basket and a basket, counted **** eight baskets, fast to my happiness, satisfied and secretly thought: "Today can be rich!" In the evening I returned with a full load of cherries, like a little girl selling cherries, I don't know how happy I am!
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Double holiday, I and my father, mother and grandfather, together to the old lady's home to play, because this morning I have finished all the homework.
The old lady's house is in Haitong, about 10 kilometers from the city, passing two majestic bridges on the way - West Lake Bridge and East Lake Bridge. As soon as I arrived at the old lady's house, I jumped out of the car and couldn't wait to find my best friend to come over to play. I talked to my mom, I want to go with my best friend to see the inside of the village, play for a while and then come back, my mom said, "Okay."
My buddy and I first went to the garage of the old lady's house to get a soccer ball, and we were going to play soccer, but the old lady's house was not enough space for us to play, so we went to look for a place again. We finally found a vacant lot without a house and drew lines on the ground with chalk, and the game was 10 minutes, whoever kicked into the other side of the line more who won.
Five minutes passed, I kicked into the three, he kicked into the six, I was three points less than him, I feel like I'm going to lose to my partner, but I'm not willing to lag behind, I came to a move to the east to attack the west, the other side has been guarding the right, I know that kicking in the right side of the surely do not get the points, so I pretended to kick on the right side, in fact, I am kicking the left side, I think the other side will not know my true intentions, even if they know, it's too late. Even if he did, it was too late, because by that time my ball was in. And sure enough, he was caught off guard and I scored a goal.
And so another five minutes went by, and ten minutes came and went, and I scored ten goals, and he scored nine, and I narrowly beat him, and he got a little frustrated. I said to him, "Don't be discouraged, you're pretty good too!"
Hearing my words, he was glowing again and said, "Let's go somewhere else and keep playing!"
I said, "Okay, let's go play on top of the mound." That one mound wasn't very high, maybe only a meter, and we jumped rope, ran, and played games on it.
After playing for a long time, it was getting dark and I heard my mom calling me. The good time is always so short, I and my little friends reluctantly went back to our respective homes.
Today we had so much fun, tomorrow I want to play all over the village with him.
Essay on Village Life 10During the summer vacation, I followed my mom and dad back home to the countryside.
In the morning, a piece of fog from the top of the mountain slowly floated down around the countryside, the whole countryside is like a fairy tale like mystery. At this time, Grandpa's rooster made a loud call, reminding people to get up. Not long after, the hard-working farmers carried hoes and did work in the fields. Then the chimneys on the tiles, rising a wisp of smoke, it is the women are making breakfast, suddenly the whole village lively.
At noon, the sun shines in the sky, the hard-working farmers should go home to eat. After eating I stood on the roof of the building, looking out over the beautiful scenery of my hometown. Nearby, dozens of tiled houses of varying heights are arranged in a staggered pattern. In the distance, a large wheat field, lush, interspersed with a green vegetable field, they seem to be like a gold and yellow cloth. Farther away was a hillside on which were planted countless, colorful flowers, white, yellow, and pink. The flowers were surrounded by several tall, thriving trees, which acted as guardian spirits to the flower angels. As a result, this beautiful hillside attracts many butterflies and tourists to the area. At the far end of the hill, several high mountains lie on the edge of the sky, and the sun is reflected in the stream in front of the mountains, sparkling beautifully.
In the afternoon, the breeze was blowing, the trees were swaying like they were doing a swing dance, and the willows were combing their long, thin hair by the river. The children were playing basketball and jumping on the playground; the grandpas were playing chess under the tree; the grandmothers were chatting about this year's harvest, what a harmonious picture!
In the evening, after dinner, everyone was square dancing in the playground. I looked up at the bright moon in the sky, listened to the music, and saw the happy smiles on their faces.
This is the ordinary and happy rural life, I love my hometown, but also love the beauty of the hometown!
My hometown is in a small mountain village. That small mountain village is not rich, there are no skyscrapers, no large playgrounds, and no variety of electric toys. There are only short cottages, vast fields, flocks of cows and sheep, high mountains, clear streams. The hometown and the group of small friends left a deep impression on me.
One summer, I was bored at home, I was looking for small friends to go hiking together, the day the temperature was 35 degrees Celsius, we sweated, even the treetops of the robin to "know, know," as if to say: "Hot, hot. " Suddenly we light up, found that there is a small stream, we are like off the reins of the stallion, galloped to, take off his shoes, immediately stood in the water (the water is very shallow, only did not go through the feet) is too comfortable, a sense of coolness rushed to the heart, the coolness of the whole body.
I don't know who shouted: "Look, where there are fish!" Our eyes looked in unison to the place he pointed to, eek, there really are fish, Tiger made a suggestion: "Let's catch fish to play!" We all agreed. We then began to catch fish, I contemptuously looked at the fish, thinking: these little guys, what can they do? I'm sure I can catch you. I thought that I had caught the fish, but the fish was smart enough to escape. I thought I had caught it, but the fish escaped. Damn it, I'll catch you this time, look at me, I thought: this time you can't escape! I opened my hand to see, but did not, I was so angry head into the water, my friends laughed. I climbed up and thought: I am not dead little strong, fall on the ground to get up from the same place, there must be a way to deal with you this little thing. Suddenly, I had a plan, hey, you can not escape, look at me, put the right hand a pounce, the left hand a grab, hee hee, caught you right, with me fighting, you are still tender point. A short while later, we put the "booty" out to see, Tiger is worthy of pouncing on the saint of the fish, ranked first, I'm a dull beginner ranked second ......
My beautiful hometown, naughty partners, so that my childhood is full of joy.
Essay on Rural Life 12On Monday, I came to the rural relatives want to experience the real life of an ordinary countryside, this day my mother-in-law and I came to the countryside, looking from the head of the village, we saw the previous books written in the high and low, staggering a small farmhouse.
We went to the home of the relatives of the little wife, the first thing that caught our eyes is that the ground is not tiles, not the floor, but dirt, some places you can see "buzzing" like a bomber flies, the ground is scattered with small ants, they are crawling constantly, busy. But the air was very fresh. I chatted with my mother-in-law and my wife for a while, and at twelve o'clock we began to eat. The table was a small round table, smaller than a square foot, and only three plates of food could be put on it at most, and while we were eating, the flies circled around the table, landing on the sides of the bowls, and then on the table again, and I waved my arm over the table, so that the flies flew away. But in a short time, the fly flew back again, and I had no choice but to wave my arm again to ward it off. It took me more than an hour to eat, these flies are really annoying!
In the afternoon, we went to the green vegetable field, there are many vegetables, there are loofah, bok choy, chrysanthemum brain and so on. There were many vegetables, such as loofah, bok choy, chrysanthemum brain, etc. The loofahs grew on the vines, some were straight, some were curved, and some were lovely. Bok choy has light green, dark green, and white, like a green flower, but also like a ready to launch "missiles". Eating it can replenish vitamin C! The chrysanthemum brain is also green, and it has a stem with gear-like leaves growing around it. Eating it is great for your eyes, and all of these foods should be very fresh.
Today, I experienced life in the countryside, they don't live as clean as in the city, but the food they eat is home-grown and fresh, I will never forget this day.
Essay on Rural Life 13There are no busy streets, no noisy streets, and no crowds of people coming and going. Here, there is only the clear chirping of birds and the endless fields. Today, I left the hustle and bustle of the world and came to the quiet and harmonious countryside to experience the fun of "rural life".
Early in the morning, with the chirping of the attack, we all hazily climbed out of bed and began the day's labor. I suggested that the wash will be completed, and began a day of "work". First of all, I was assigned to feed the rabbits, and I thought to myself, "It's just one rabbit, it's so simple". But where is the food? The countryside is not like the city, where rabbit food is specially prepared, but you need to find it yourself. I could only walk a few dozen meters to the vegetable field and pull a few greens from the ground. I wore gloves and gently plucked them, and they were uprooted, and I was able to finish the job!
The next task is to burn the fire, I went to the stove now rarely seen, it is two large pots, as we saw on TV in the military cooking class with the same, and burning is not gas, is firewood. In the front part of the kitchen, there were two big pots, but in the back, there was a place to burn the fire. Luckily, I had practiced in the countryside, so I was familiar with lighting the firewood with a lighter and putting it into the burner, only to see the fire burning under the pots, and I kept on feeding the firewood into the burner. Even though it was winter, I couldn't resist the heat emanating from the flames. It wasn't long before I couldn't hold my hand up any longer. Since the fire tongs were very heavy, I had to use them for a long time to transport the firewood, which caused my arm to ache. After a long time, the dish is finished, I dropped the fire clip, shaking arm, although my strength is relatively large, but met the fire clip, but really a little overwhelmed.
The experience of living in the countryside brings me closer to nature and the beauty of the other side of the world.
The vast countryside has fresh air and beautiful scenery. Every time I come to the countryside, I am so happy that I can't forget to come back.
Early this morning, my father and I came to my aunt's house in the countryside. As soon as we entered the door, we found that my aunt was stepping on a stool to pick pomegranates! The red pomegranates were big and round. Each grinning mouth smiling at us, inside reveals a circle of small pomegranate seeds in a dense and orderly arrangement, bright crystal, as transparent as amber. I tasted a few, the flavor is really beautiful!
In the morning, my dad and I went to the creek. The curved creek stretches into the distance, the trees along the coast are lush and green, dotted with small flowers of various colors, the creek water is clear, quiet and serene. There are one or two small fishing boats on the river in the distance.
At this time, I remembered the children like to play with the water drift, began to pester my father, want him to teach me personally. Dad agreed.
I saw him turn around and find two small, flat tiles, then he half-squatted at the edge of the water and leaned back. His right hand took a small tile also first swung backward, after which he quickly flung it to the front. Just heard a whoosh, the tile through the surface of the water, the river surface bloomed five small flowers. I couldn't help but jump and clap my hands, marveling at my dad's skill.
I began to imitate. However, because my arm out of the throw is not low enough not flat enough, the river did not give me enough face, only bloomed two small water flowers. This delighted me, and my father gave me a big compliment!
In the afternoon, my aunt took us to admire the rice field paintings.
The vast rice paddies had all kinds of shapes. From afar, the rice paddies looked like a huge scroll pasted on the boundless earth, spectacular! In the rice paddies, Mickey Mouse, Tang Duckling, Kung Fu Panda, vivid; the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, the Tang Monk and his disciples in the West to obtain the scriptures, vivid; Tiananmen Square sculpture lofty and solemn. I can not help but say: the rice paddy park in Chusan Liuzhuang, can be really beautiful countryside ah!
Unconsciously, it was late, we had to go home. I really don't want to leave such a beautiful countryside, such a beautiful scenery, I really don't want to go!
Essay on Country Life 15My hometown is a beautiful little countryside, that is a charming place, I love the beauty of my hometown in all seasons.
In March, the peach blossom sister bloomed her smiling face, as if telling everything in the world: "Spring is coming, spring is coming!" Grass poked his head out, greedily absorbed the spring manna, want to let themselves grow up quickly. The brook "ding dong ding dong" accompanied the birds, the roadside grasses scrambled to raise their heads, colorful wildflowers bloomed with smiles. In the morning, I walked in the countryside,
The birds flew to the branches of the trees and sang happily, the frogs in the water ponds walk, the farmers uncle in the hard work. As far as I can see, there are a few green hills in my eyes, the blue sky lined with white clouds, where green trees and flowers bloom, and the whole countryside is bustling with activity.
The summer is here, the watermelon harvest! People are happy, some riding a car, some with a bag, in the watermelon field busy up. Thirsty, tired, open a watermelon, fragrant and sweet. The sun is like a big fireball, the countryside home to hide in the shade of the trees to cool, fan, play chess, play cards, talk ...... children like to run naked to the river to play, how cozy ah!
Autumn can be lively! The rice paddies are like a golden sea, swaying with the wind. The rice is golden, shining like a piece of gold under the sun. The farmers are working hard to harvest it. But they don't feel tired and weary, because this is their joy! This is to sow the seeds of hard work, so as to harvest unlimited happiness and joy!
The winter in the south, not as cold as the winter in the north, will only bring a warm feeling. Occasionally there are a few days or very cold, in the morning, the fog is very big, the tree ice, long, thin, crystal clear, beautiful.
The countryside, the place that haunts me, I love the beautiful countryside! I love the beautiful country life!