The composition May Day Small Scene is urgent!!!!!

You can write about spring outings and barbecues, which can be searched on the Internet.

If someone asks me, you are willing.

To live in the city or in the countryside, I would not hesitate to choose the countryside. My grandfather's house was in the countryside, and I was fascinated by the beautiful scenery there.

In spring, everything comes back to life. The grass poked its head out quietly, the willows by the pond pulled out their green buds, the little streams flowed merrily, and the birds stopped on the wires and chirped as if to say, "Spring is coming, spring is coming."

In the summer, the watermelons planted by the farmer's uncle are ripe. Look, each watermelon has a green and bright belly, we all affectionately call him "Black Beauty", and the children next door can't help but slow down at the edge of the melon field every day, not knowing how much saliva to swallow! At night, the bright moon has long been hanging in the sky, and people who have worked hard all day get together, shaking the ancient pu fan, and chatting about interesting things.

Sometimes, the flickering fireflies will come out to dance!

Autumn is the season of harvest. The wind baby blew secretly, and the fields of farmland suddenly set off layers of waves, sorghum blushed with laughter, rice bent over with laughter, and the farmer's face bloomed with a smile. In the orchard, the fruit farmer harvests golden citrus, yellow, orange and orange pears... …The big truck loaded with fruit and drove away, and he also wanted to bring the joy of the harvest to the people of the city.

In winter, the weeds are withered and yellow, the fallen leaves drift away with the wind, and people who have worked hard all year should also rest and rest. Suddenly, a heavy snowfall turned the whole world white. On the sunning valley lawn, some children were building snowmen, and some were having snowball fights, and they had a good time.

The countryside is so beautiful, I love the countryside.

Last summer, our family had a sudden idea to experience rural life. As soon as we had a holiday, we came to Dabaoan, which is closer to the city, and a fellow student of my mother.

On the way to his house, I was fascinated by the unique farmhouse scenery. A piece of golden yellow ears of wheat bent over, impatiens, dahlias, etc. are actually blooming, beautiful, and the small fish in the reservoir jump around as if to welcome our arrival! The deep shade of willows and flowers on both sides of the reservoir provide us with a comfortable environment to escape the heat.

They have a child named Pumpkin, who is a year older than me, mediocre in appearance, not very outstanding, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a big mouth under the bridge of the collapsed nose.

After lunch, he took a long bamboo pole with a small net bag on it and led me to catch it. When I got to the peach tree, I couldn't wait to catch him, and I was sweating profusely, and I couldn't catch one, but I saw that he was agile, and in a short time I caught many big and fat ones, so I humbly asked him for advice, and I caught a few too.

We reluctantly left his house, and I will never forget the fresh air of the countryside, the fresh smell of the earth, the strong friendship, and the unrestrained life.