Essay on Pastoral Scenery 5, Essay on Pastoral Scenes

The air of the countryside is fresh, the sky of the countryside is blue, the scenery of the countryside is unique, and the countryside will be your nostalgia for going back and forth. In the morning, the fresh air and the cool breeze blowing in your face will make you refreshed, look! The birds are chirping and singing their morning songs, the brook flows slowly, the sun shines its warmth into the countryside, and the willow trees absorb the sunlight and become energetic and listen to the birds singing with relish.

At noon, the weather was hot and sultry and not as cool as in the morning, so I knew that I sang "Zhizhizhi" ......in unisonIn the morning, the birds were tired and listless lying on the branches, the willows were so tired that they bent down, the children in the countryside jumped into the creek one after another, the brook welcomed the arrival of the children, hugged the children with the waves, the children played water fights and splashed water balloon, the children's laughter and happy mood melted into the air, adding a bit of fun to the sultry noon. At dusk, a wisp of green smoke rises from the top of a small hill in the distance, and there is still a trace of residual heat when you touch the ground with your hands, and there is a hint of warmth in the cool breeze. Look at the sky, I saw that the crimson sunset has dyed half of the sky, the blue sky has changed into a crimson dress, the beautiful sunset has different shapes, the two horses are racing in the air and disappearing, which magician dresses the dusk so beautifully and charmingly?

At night, the sun reluctantly leaves the sky, the beautiful moon casts a silver glow on the quiet earth, the gentle moonlight shines in the stream, the creek looks more beautiful, the sky is like a blue Persian carpet, which is inlaid with yellow "small gems", "twinkle and shiny, the sky is full of little stars", the little stars sing a pleasant song. Quiet and charming nights, chicken. Dog.

Cat. Duck. They all slept, the flowers and grass slept, and people entered into sweet dreams.

The countryside is like a painting, like a poem, like a song, and the beauty of the countryside makes you nostalgic!

During the holidays, I went to the countryside to visit my grandmother and had the privilege of witnessing the night in the farmyard.

In the evening, a bright moon with the sad fragrance of roses hangs over the blue sky, and the moonlight flows in the woods, so quiet that only the "rustle" of the wind blowing the grass can be heard. The night was deep asleep, and the soft moonlight gently caressed the trees, falling the black shadows like fine chrysanthemums, giving people a sense of warmth. As I walked along the path in the field, I looked down and was surprised to find a small pink wildflower, simple and small.

When I take it off and put it in the palm of my hand, I can't help but feel the greatness of the Creator. The moonlight is soft. Like a lake, faintly like smoke.

There was a faint "chirping" of insects in the west, and one or two "Wang" dogs in the east, like a rude reckless man, breaking the silence of ......the night

After a busy day, people put a table in the courtyard, and the whole family gathered around to have dinner, and they were happy. Some people simply took bowls and walked out of the courtyard, eating while chatting with their neighbors about the day's harvest and looking forward to this year's good harvest. The villagers go out for a walk at night, and by the hazy moonlight, they admire the green crops in front of them, and the moon becomes their faithful companion and illuminating streetlight.

Children often like to lie on the grass with a small grass in their mouth, looking up at the night sky, singing an old ballad: "Outside the long pavilion, the ancient road is .......""Don't worry about anything, just spend time at leisure. The girls looked east and west, and slipped away to the willow pond to freshen up their faces.

This is the night of the countryside, the night of the rural countryside full of flowers.

This summer, our family happily went back to the countryside to visit my grandmother. Along the way, the flowers are red and willow green, the green trees are in the shade, and everything that catches your eye is so beautiful!

In the countryside, the fields are the most abundant, because the peasants live by farming. We started by looking at the endless fields. The fields are covered with goose yellow and tender green grass seedlings, which can give people a comfortable feeling.

The fields are green, like a prairie. People in the countryside like to raise some chickens, ducks, etc. Most of the chickens and ducks are interesting, they will walk around in the open space in front of the door, as if showing off their handsome and cute appearance, and they are full of spirit.

On the eaves of the farmhouse, there is a bird's nest that the swallows have worked so hard to build, and the swallow family lives in it.

Not far from the house, there is a small river with a few ducks on the clear water, playing happily. From time to time, they stick their heads into the water to forage for food, or play with their companions, even if someone is doing laundry and washing vegetables, it can't stop their joy.

Before I knew it, at dusk, my grandmother would move the tables, chairs, and meals to the yard to eat. At this time, the hens and chicks all come over and eat the fallen grains. Under the beautiful twilight scene, everyone enjoyed dinner and talked about some family affairs.

The countryside, the countryside, and the farmhouse make up a beautiful picture of the countryside and fields.

Idyllic scenery.

Everyone likes their hometown, and I like my hometown. Let me tell you about my hometown.

In early summer, on a sunny Sunday, I followed my parents to our hometown, Longhua Village, a suburb of Wuzhou City. Along the way, I saw the farmer uncle hoeing in the field, and you can see how fast they hoeed. In the past, the road back to our hometown was a narrow dirt road, but now it has become a wide and straight concrete road.

When you come to Longhua Village, you will be greeted by the beautiful hills and the majestic and magnificent Cheung Chau Water Conservancy Hub. I couldn't help but say to myself, "My hometown has changed so much, it's so beautiful!"

After spending some time in the village, we came to the orchard. I saw a lot of farmers fertilizing the fruit trees! Fruit trees grow tall and strong.

We came to the vegetable field again, and I saw red tomatoes, white Chinese cabbage, and green and green vegetables. We also went to the feedlot and saw thousands of chicks, herds of cattle and sheep leisurely admiring their kingdom in the green meadows where there was no human figure in sight. At dusk, we also saw the scene of every family having dinner:

They carried the tables, chairs, and meals to the courtyard and ate them in the sky.

It was getting late, and my mom and dad went home. Sitting in the car, I saw that the sky was cloudy, the car was driving in the shade of the trees, the dim lights, the lively village for a day was silent, only one or two dog barks came from a distance.

Isn't my hometown beautiful? It's like a painting, a song, and it's really nostalgic when you think about it.

Idyllic scenery.

In spring, the view of the countryside is beautiful. Let me take you there now.

In the clear river, a group of cute ducklings swim, playing in the water, and from time to time they plunge their heads into forage for food. Even when there were women pounding clothes on the nearby rocks, they were never surprised, and on the lawn, the grass poked its head out to breathe in the fresh air. The flowers are also blooming, there are peonies, impatiens, cockscombs, dahlias, they are dressed in season, the order is open, and the simplicity is a bit gorgeous, showing a unique farmhouse scenery. Look at the white sheep, leisurely.

Although the houses at the bottom of the hillside are short, they are scattered and have a unique flavor! There was a house with smoke rising from the roof, like a white dragon flying towards the sky, oh, it turned out that there was a farmer cooking!

If you go out for a walk on a summer evening, you will often see people in the countryside having dinner. They brought the tables, chairs, and meals to the door, and ate them in the sky. The red glow on the horizon, the evening breeze, and the birds flying over their heads are all their friends, and together with the countrymen, they converge into a natural and harmonious natural landscape painting.

In front of the house, there is a large golden rape field, like a golden ocean. There is a winding path among the flowers, like a long dragon, which is very beautiful!

Yes! The beautiful pastoral scenery is like a painting, like a poem, like a song, so beautiful that people will remember it.

In spring, the view of the countryside is beautiful. Let me show you around now!

Where the mountains are undulating, the mountains are.

Kwon is lined with trees and flowers. There is a green meadow on the hillside, which looks like a large green carpet from a distance, and the "carpet" is shrouded in sunlight, which is particularly beautiful. You see, herds of cattle and sheep are also leisurely on the "carpet", and they graze merrily and make cheerful cries in this wonderful time.

Although the houses at the bottom of the hillside are short, they are scattered and have a unique flavor! Smoke rose from the roof of one house, like a white dragon flying towards the sky. Oh, there's a farmer cooking!

In front of the house there is a large field of golden rape flowers, like a golden ocean. There is a winding path in the middle of the flowers, like a long dragon, which is beautiful!

At the back of the house is a field of seedlings, where a hard-working farmer is busy planting seedlings, and they are planted neatly. In a short time, beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down the farmer's uncle's head and dripped into the rice fields. I can't help but think of that poem:

Who knows that Chinese food is hard work.

You see, the countryside is like a painting, like a poem, like a song, and the countryside is so beautiful that people are nostalgic!

Although the country people live in small houses, they always like to build a melon stand in front of the house, or plant pumpkins, or plant loofahs, so that those melon vines can climb the scaffolding and climb the eaves. When the flowers fell, the vines produced green and red melons, which hung one by one in front of the house, lined with the long vines and green leaves. The green and red melons, the green vines and leaves, constitute a unique and interesting decoration, much more lovely than a pair of stone lions squatting in front of the door of the high-rise building or erecting two large flagpoles.

Some people also plant a few flowers on the site in front of the door, peony, impatiens, cockscomb, dahlia, they open in order according to the season, simple with a bit of gorgeousness, showing a unique farmhouse scenery. There are also some families who plant dozens of bamboos, green leaves, and green poles behind the house, casting a green shade. After a few spring rains, when you walk there, you will often see many fresh bamboo shoots, poking their heads out of the soil in groups.

Chickens, as usual, people in the countryside always have to raise a few. Walking past the front and back of their houses, they will definitely see a hen, leading a flock of chicks, foraging in the bamboo forest; Or see a rooster with its tail strutting around the field.

If there was a small river behind their house, then beside the stone bridge, under the shade of the green trees, a flock of ducks would be seen, playing in the water, and from time to time plunging their heads into the water to feed. Even if there were women pounding clothes on nearby stones, they were never surprised. If someone goes out for a walk on a summer evening, they often see people in the countryside having dinner.

They brought the tables, chairs, and meals to the door, and ate them in the sky. The red glow on the horizon, the evening breeze, and the homing birds flying overhead are all their friends, and together with the countrymen, they will become a natural and harmonious pastoral landscape painting.

Autumn came, the weaver girl lived on the melon stand in front of their house, and in the moonlit night, they sang: "Weave, weave, weave, weave!" Weave, weave, weave, weave!

The song is so good, it has passed the lullaby, and let the people who have worked hard all day fall asleep sweetly.

The countryside people, no matter what time of year or season, have a unique and charming scenery.

Now the integration of urban and rural areas can no longer be seen upstairs.