Qingping Le: How to write the beginning of an essay written in a village?

Qingpingle Village Residence.

I, walking alone on the way home, my heart is full of sorrow, my hometown! How can it be occupied by the Kyokans? How I want to serve the country! Along the way, what a beautiful scenery, only I was worried.

When I walked in front of a farmhouse, I was amazed by the sight in front of me

White clouds float high in the sky, around the sky, around the green hills. An elderly couple sat facing each other, as if they had drunk some wine, their faces flushed, and they talked intimately in the local vernacular. My wife was helping her husband massage while pointing to the east with her fingers, and I looked in the direction she was pointing through, and through a small bamboo forest, I saw a young man hoeing weeds in the bean field by a crystal clear stream, and although he was wearing a straw hat, his sweat was still dripping.

It seems that this is their eldest son! Outside the fence there were a few plantain trees, lush and green, and inside the fence was perhaps the second son of the old couple, who was carefully weaving a chicken coop. Next to the low thatched house, a very jujube tree was erected there.

Under the tree, a child, perhaps the second son of the old couple, was seriously peeling the lotus canopy, a small pond in front of him, with pink lotus flowers blooming in it, and the fat leaves covering the whole pond, and the fish swimming happily in the water, jumping up from the water from time to time, and then jumping into the pond with a "plop".

Then the old couple saw me, smiled and stretched out their hands to beckon me, and I could not refuse, so I went in and sat down in the house. The old man picked a few fresh fruits for me, and asked his youngest son to pick some large lotus pods for me to eat.

Yes, they have their own strengths, one is diligent, one is ingenious, and the other is naughty, cute and filial, hehe! "How blessed you are! "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be!

Uncle, look at what you said, I said this, I saw the uncle beckoning to his wife who was outside the door, calling her in, and his wife just smiled plainly, shook her head, and then went to work.

Walking out of this family, I felt that although they were living in poverty, they were very happy, and it would be nice if all the people of the world lived and worked in peace and contentment like this family!

1. The eaves are low and the hut is small. The brook was babbling and the banks were covered with green grass. A burst of Wu Yin, chattering, and a little drunk, cordial, beautiful!

A pair of white-haired, father-in-law, grandmother. The eldest son was hoeing grass in the bean field on the east bank of the creek. The second son is weaving a chicken coop, and his craftsmanship is ingenious!

The youngest son was lying on the side of the stream peeling lotus flowers.

2The eaves of the grass hut are low and small, the brook is covered with green grass, the old man with white hair and the old woman are amusing each other in the dialect of Wu Di, the eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the river, and the second son is busy weaving chicken coops. The most joyful thing is the naughty naughty child, lying on the grass at the head of the stream and peeling the freshly picked lotus canopy.

Take your own one.