Morning essay in the countryside, essay on the beautiful scenery in the early morning in the country

Early morning in the countryside, quiet, without the hustle and bustle of the city. In the morning, everything wakes up from its slumber: the frog sings in the pond, the cuckoo sings in the field the old cuckoo's original song "cuckoo, cuckoo", and the bird flies leisurely in the sky singing happy songs.

People wake up from their sleep, kick their legs, stretch their waists, and start the day's work.

It was summer, the sky in the countryside was so blue, blue like a piece of jade, and the clouds there were so white, white and clean, white and refreshing, spotless. In the field, the early rice was ripe, and at a glance, it was golden yellow, and a warm wind blew and rustled, as if to thank the hard-working farmer. And late rice is just green seedlings.

At the end of this yellow and green field, looking from afar, there is a circuitous, glass-like ribbon - the river! On the bank of the small river there is a neat row of willows, which are graceful and graceful in the breeze. In the evening, there are groups of children floating in the creek, swimming, playing, and playing.

After crossing the river, there is a pond, there are many lotus leaves in the pond, and the green ones are so rich and fresh, giving people a bright feeling. Densely turned, bird's-eye view, like a piece of jade embedded in the black earth. Just as the green leaves showed their appearance to people, the lotus flower on the side was also anxious, knocked Baoyu out of a small hole, and poked his head out.

What a beautiful lotus flower! The pink petals, dark green branches, and the emerald green lotus leaves of a pond are really "a little red in the green bushes", and there is a look that stands out from the crowd. When I closed my eyes and felt it carefully, I felt a fresh fragrance permeating the pond, emitting in the air, filling my nasal cavity and refreshing my heart.

At night, the stars twinkle in the sky. The bright moonlight sprinkled the whole village, and the people fell asleep. Only the fireflies were still in the darkness, emitting a faint light of their own.

The sky gradually revealed the whiteness of the fish's belly, and slowly there were a few more colorful clouds. The sun slowly rises over the bottom line. The warm sunlight shone on the neat rows of houses in the village, which looked particularly vibrant.

The crisp birdsong comes and goes, and the early morning in my hometown is particularly lively.

From time to time, a few commuters rode by on motorcycles on the smooth cement road, and more people got up early to exercise, they were in groups of three or five, running and saying: "I remember a few years ago, the road in the village was still a dirt road, and it was too difficult to walk." "Someone in the crowd said

But isn't it, it's even worse when it rains, it's covered in mud, and you can't ride a bicycle, so it's too inconvenient to come to take the mountain of Maoting. "But now it's different, the village has repaired the cement road, which is not only smooth but also not muddy on rainy days, which is really a good thing for people." They all laughed.

The grandmother next door wakes up very early, and always doesn't get off first. When she got up in the morning, she was busy with this and that. I walked over and greeted her.

She smiled and said, "Grandma, this is the fate, your grandfather left early and worked hard to raise his children, but they are not around." Now the state's policy for rural areas is getting better and better, and now I have a pension, and my life is getting better and better.

I said, "It's called being in good spirits at happy events." ”

I came to the fitness plaza, which was full of men, women and children. They all worked out on the gym equipment with happy smiles on their faces. I think:

If only a few years ago, I just wouldn't have thought about it. At that time, people were able to be so idle, even if they wanted to exercise, they didn't have to ambush and dismantle.

When I got home, my grandmother's meal was ready and placed on the table, so I could eat it quickly. I didn't want to eat breakfast because I was tired of eating eggs, milk, and steamed buns. Grandma began to rot the old sesame seeds again, "When your father was young, he couldn't even eat enough, and he had to be hungry every day, and he could pick and choose like you, but he spoiled you."

What I saw in the early morning really shocked me. The changes in my hometown are truly earth-shaking, and the rapid changes in such a small village in recent years are really a microcosm of China's rural areas. It's early morning in my hometown, it's the beginning of the day, and a better tomorrow awaits ......