The composition of fourth-grade rural beauty 1 is a good school for rural beauty. The faint morning mist floats in the blue sky like a ribbon, and the two ends of the ribbon are tied to the distant mountain and the nearby farmhouse respectively.
Under the sunshine, the terraced fields built by the mountains dress up the barren hills like ladders. It seems that you can go to the blue sky with a ladder. The golden rice in the paddy field reflects the sky and illuminates the deep mountains like a mirror.
Look, the shepherd is driving the sheep to the hillside to eat grass! The mountains are covered with green grass, and he wants to feed all the sheep. The sheep are full and basking in the sun on the grass. The shepherd boy sat on the stone, took out his favorite flute and blew it. Melodious flute echoed on the hillside.
Farmers, some pull pears; Some carry water to water and fertilize vegetables; Some people take hoes to clear weeds in the fields ... they are always laughing or singing folk songs. When the sun went down, they all went home. In a short time, plumes of smoke emerged from the farmhouse, slowly and slowly dispersed, intertwined with patches of Xia Hong, like a group of fairies. Play a symphony with birds singing, so that those farmers who have worked hard all day can wash away their fatigue. They simply moved the tables and chairs out of the room and began to eat in a big way.
The rosy clouds on the horizon, the evening breeze and the birds flying home in the sky depict an idyllic scenery in harmony with rural people.
Although living in a bustling city, I have a special liking for rural scenery. Fresh air, blue sky, how beautiful!
The morning in the country is particularly beautiful, the sky is high and the air is particularly fresh. How comfortable I am breathing the fragrance of the earth! It's an honor. For a while. At dawn, people worked in the fields with tools on their backs for a long time. The green crops make up a beautiful picture.
At noon, the countryside was sweltering, and cicadas sang listlessly in the trees: "cicadas … cicadas …" as if to say, "It's hot, it's hot." The tree revolves around its beautiful leaves, and the bird falls asleep.
The night view of the country is also charming! Green fields; The yellow-flowered rape is covered with a layer of "white gauze". The working people have also moved home. Some are driving cows on country roads, and the cows are twisting their heavy tails. How lovely! Others walk home with a smile on their faces with the fruits of a day's labor.
Ah! The scenery of the country, you are really a beautiful picture! How I like you!
A river as bright as a mirror gurgles around this small village all the year round, with green grass beside it and lotus leaves in the water. Lotus leaves are as dense as jasper plates. A breeze blew gently, and lotus leaves danced in the water. There is a tall cypress by the river, and there is a low hut next to the cypress.
Next to the hut, there is a green meadow. From a distance, it looks like a green carpet. The grass is dotted with colorful flowers, like exquisite embroidery patterns dotted with green carpets.
Looking up at the sky, the sky is blue and endless. Occasionally a few white clouds float, sometimes like cotton, sometimes like lambs, changing different shapes in the sky. A breeze blew and the air was filled with a fragrance. It turns out that the trees in the distance are full of flowers, pink as chardonnay, white as snow and red as fire, as beautiful as a painter's oil painting.
Suddenly, there was a clear birdsong, "chirp", as if the birds were singing happily. A flower, a grass, a tree and a tree in the countryside, and the singing of birds constitute a vivid picture of the countryside.
My hometown is in a small village, where the scenery in four seasons is fascinating, and I only have a special liking for the unique autumn scenery.
Unconsciously, the cicada's cry disappeared, the leaves turned golden yellow and the rice was ripe. Oh, it's autumn.
The mountains are full of autumn messengers-golden leaves. Some of them are lying on the ground, listening to the history of Mother Earth; Some fly with the wind, just like a group of golden butterflies playing in the breeze; Others are in the treetops, looking into the distance.
The autumn water in the mountains is cold. It is cold, which is no less than the snow in winter. Sometimes a little bit makes people tremble. Its clarity is unique; Standing by the river, everyone can clearly see the small fish in the river.
Autumn is the busiest season in this country. Every household is busy harvesting rice, and the fields are filled with the ripe fragrance of rice. By the time baskets of golden rice were continuously transported out from behind the threshing machine, the farmers' uncles were already happy from ear to ear. The harvest scene added the most wonderful finishing touch to this Qiu Jingtu.
These endless pictures always reverberate in my mind ... I love that beautiful country!
The countryside is my favorite place to go. If someone asks me, do you like the city or the countryside, I will choose the countryside without hesitation. My grandfather lives in the country, where the beautiful scenery will feast your eyes.
In spring, everything recovers and the grass slowly sticks its head out. The willows on the roadside have grown green branches, and swallows fly back from the south in droves and sing on the branches or eaves, as if to say, "Spring is coming, spring is coming!" " "
In summer, the wheat is mature, the ears are long, the grains are full and golden. Strawberries are big and red, which are particularly attractive against the green leaves. Green watermelon, round green belly, green, is really a "green beauty" in summer. In the evening, farmers get together to talk about family life and happy things. Really happy. At night, sometimes you can see fireflies dancing!
Autumn is the harvest season. Red sorghum blushed with laughter, golden rice bent with laughter, corn grinned with laughter, and the farmer's uncle blossomed with laughter. "DuDu ... DuDu ..." The car was full of fruits: pears, corn, sorghum and rice. It went to the city to give the city people the joy of harvest.
In winter, it snows everywhere, and everything is wrapped in silver. Walking along the path, you can see children running out of the house, holding small shovels, getting together to make snowmen, have snowball fights and play various games, which makes the snow dolls on one side full of vitality.
In the countryside, no matter what time and season, there is a beautiful landscape "painting".
The countryside is the hometown of many people, and different people's hometowns have different beautiful scenery. Our hometown is also a virtue, like a fairyland.
In spring, a blade of grass pokes its head out of the soil and looks empty, so it boldly comes out. After that, a group of grass followed closely and rushed out in droves. The little fish jumped out of the river and looked at the beautiful nature. The river, like the students at school, rushed to the dining hall to eat together after class, forming a surging scene.
In summer, the big watermelon jumped out of the soil hand in hand, bringing a wonderful harvest to the hard-working farmers' uncles. The sun is like a fireball, turning the floor into a cauldron for making human flesh. This city is like a paradise. As soon as the air conditioner is turned on, the hot air will dissipate. A cool breeze is blowing head on.
Autumn is the harvest season, and people will not go hungry. Pieces of golden leaves fell and became a golden carpet. Golden trees cover the path, and I don't know where the path will end.
In winter, a big tree lost its life and all its leaves were lost, leaving only a trunk. Nature has lost its vibrant scene. In winter, there is also a trace of life, that is, plum blossoms. Although the biting cold wind hit him, he never resisted. Although winter is ruthless, there will be family ties in the future.
This is my hometown. do you want to see it ?
The fourth grade pastoral scenery composition 7 "Beautiful mountains and rivers, fragrant flowers and plants in spring breeze. Mud melts and swallows fly, sand warms and mandarin ducks sleep. " The pastoral scenery is picturesque!
The hills in the country are full of vitality.
At dawn, just as the sun smiled, the cock began to crow. We took bamboo baskets to dig bamboo shoots in the mountains. Picking bamboo shoots on the mountain, the most anticipated thing is to have a spring rain first, because there are many mushrooms after the rain. Just after a spring rain, all the bamboo shoots in the mountains came out, smiling as if to say, "Come and pick me!" " "So, we picked up a shovel and dug up. 1、2、3……69、70、7 1! Wow, 7 1! What a good harvest today!
The rivers in this country are clear and beautiful.
The river is crystal clear, like a transparent belt, stretching into the distance. Put your hand in the water, it's cold and comfortable! Fish and shrimp swim freely in the water, as if they don't care about us at all. There are also some ducks swimming around on the water. Even if women are making clothes, they are never surprised, because they know that people will not hurt them. Winter in the river is also very fun. When the river freezes, we will take out our skates and sneak freely on the ice. When we slide to the thinner part of the ice, we will plop down. Although it's a little cold, we can catch two big ice fish. Not bad!
The scenery in the countryside is picturesque and the life in the countryside is colorful. I like the beautiful scenery in the country!
My hometown is in the countryside, where it is beautiful all year round.
In spring, everything comes back to life, and the stream flows through the village humming a cheerful tune. The grass poked its head out of the ground and said hello to Mother Earth. The ground is covered with a layer of furry green carpet, and countless unknown flowers are dotted on the green carpet, as if many beautiful flowers were embroidered on the green carpet. The farmer's uncle is carrying a hoe and weeding in the green wheat field. The whole field is full of vitality.
In summer, the watermelons in Gua Tian are ripe, and the green clothes are dotted with black belts, which are really beautiful. When people passing by Gua Tian see these full watermelons, which one is not "salivating"?
In autumn, the farmer's uncle is busy again. In the field, sorghum blushed, millet bent with laughter, soybeans were full, and corn looked down at the field; There are red and green peppers, purple eggplant, white gourd hidden under the leaves in the garden, playing hide-and-seek with people! What a bumper harvest!
In winter, snow protects the wheat fields from pests, and the village is quiet. Only the children had a good time making a snowman and having a snowball fight in the snow. They bring vitality to the quiet village, a natural and harmonious ink painting!
In the countryside, although there is no prosperity in the city, Dan can always give people happiness and warmth; Although the countryside is not as gorgeous and beautiful as the city, its natural and beautiful scenery is far incomparable to the city.
I love the countryside, and I love my hometown more!
Students, do you like going to the countryside? I like this country very much. Although my grandparents live in the city, I am very interested in the countryside.
Today, my father drove me to the countryside of Changxing Shuikou. The first thing that caught my eye was a large green rape flower. There are many full fruits on rapeseed. The roadside is full of colorful wildflowers, one here and one there. The flowers are fragrant and dazzling, as if people walked into a picture. In the weeds, there are many small red fruits like strawberries. I asked my father curiously, "What is this? Can you eat? " Dad said gently, "This kind of fruit is called raspberry, which is natural and wild, edible and delicious." So I immediately picked a few and put them in my mouth and tasted them. "wow! It turned out to be so delicious! " I can't help admiring.
Almost all rural people open up a vegetable field in front of their homes and grow eggplant, tomatoes, potatoes and peppers in the vegetable field. As long as there are no vegetables at home all year round, they can always pick some vegetables from this vegetable field at home. It is really "inexhaustible".
There are always a few chickens in the bamboo forest outside every yard, and hens are foraging in the forest. The birds in the tree are singing, and the hens are singing, singing together and playing a beautiful tune.
This is a country house, a unique and charming scenery. Let me linger, that's where I yearn for.
The countryside is the memory of our childhood, and it is also the place that makes me feel most cordial.
When I entered the village entrance, the first thing I saw was rows of haystacks. Don't look, it's dirty and damp. This is a playground for rural children! At noon, several children get together, play hide-and-seek in the haystack and make a room to sleep. There will always be happy laughter in the pile.
Entering the village, countless houses of different sizes crowded together in groups. Although crowded together, they are still separated by a small river. The tinkling sound of the river, coupled with the cheerful chirp of chickens when they find food. Synthesized a beautiful melodious music.
Rural people, food and drink are all earned by their own efforts. It is indispensable in the fields and countryside. On the rows of soft land, life is gestating. Farmers come from time to time to loosen the soil, water and fertilize. Others are holding hoes and pears, trying to open up new fields and grow more food to benefit the villagers.
The most unique thing about rural people is their enthusiasm. As long as someone comes to his house as a guest, no matter who it is, everyone will cook and entertain. If the guests stay there for the night, the countryman will help you prepare your bed in advance, because the countryman is very poor and the beds you sleep in are all made of wooden boards and hard. People in the countryside are afraid that you are uncomfortable, and they will lay a cushion for you to sleep in peace.
The beauty of the countryside is beyond a word "beauty". The beauty of the countryside is unique. The animals, plants, people and farmland in the countryside are really a beautiful "pastoral landscape". Let's enjoy ourselves.
Animals in the country seem to be fearless. There are a flock of ducks by the bridge. When I give them bread, they will come with their heads held high and eat it. They are very arrogant. You can see small fish or tadpoles in a clear stream, just like eating them every day. I often see my father coming home with many small fish and shrimps. The beauty of the countryside is really unique.
The plants in the countryside are all piece by piece, and some big trees have shadows as big as houses in the sun; Birds are singing loudly in the branches: "The big trees in the country are our home. Come and protect it. It's really refreshing to walk into the Woods, and there are bright flowers on the ground ... "The beauty of the countryside is really unique.
In rural farmland, the wheat is golden when it is ripe, and it can grow to your waist. Sometimes a green and fat caterpillar will climb up your leg, and sometimes a colorful butterfly will stop on your middle finger. The beauty of the countryside is really unique.
At night in the country, people will visit each other. In the quiet moonlight, the adults laughed loudly and the children chased and played. The beauty of the countryside is really unique.
The textile girl jumped out: "The scenery in the country is really wonderful, and the animals and plants are really beautiful."
When I came to my uncle's house in the country, a kind of natural beauty appeared in front of me, and I felt so kind and comfortable!
Everything is so quiet and serene, without the noise of the city, the pollution of automobile exhaust, and the movement of noisy people, everything is so harmonious and relaxed.
Walking on the narrow ridge in the country is like stepping on a soft green carpet. The green seedlings in the rice fields on both sides greedily enjoy the sunshine bath, absorb the nutrients of the earth and grow luxuriantly. As soon as I closed my eyes, all these budding ears of wheat turned into golden rice. A breeze blew, and my mood suddenly became more elegant than ever.
In the evening, the sunset releases the last ray of sunshine, making the rice fields more beautiful. Although my eyes are full of green, this kind of green really makes me sigh: this is not only a symbol of vitality, but also the harmonious beauty of everything. I don't know when the sound of "croak" broke the quiet world. Suddenly, the field was very lively, and the voice of "Gung, Gung-"was heard. Sometimes they sing solo, sometimes they sing in chorus and sometimes they play symphonies. Frogs come and go, echoing each other, singing louder and louder, floating in every corner of the mountain village.
Lying in bed, quietly listening to the masterpieces of these young singers, this is an original ecological concert, with thousands of musicians performing and singing their favorite music. This beautiful lullaby is something I have never heard before. This is the most unforgettable night of my life.
Ah, beautiful country, I love you!
On Sunday, my parents said they would take me to grandpa's house. I jumped three feet for joy, just in time to enjoy the beautiful countryside.
Grandpa lives in the country, where there are mountains and water. The scenery is so beautiful! I came to the river, and the willows on the bank were green, and the long wicker danced in the wind like a girl's hair. The river is crystal clear and the small stones in it are colorful. They look good in the sun. Mom said, "It's called pebbles." I picked up a lot and my pockets were full. The small fish and shrimp in the river swam leisurely, and when I approached, they were all gone, as if playing hide-and-seek with me!
The fields are green wheat seedlings, just like laying a green carpet on the ground. Rape flowers are golden yellow, and a large area has become an ocean of flowers. The fragrant flowers attract swarms of bees, and the little bees are busy collecting honey in droves! How hardworking they are! From time to time, one or two colorful butterflies fly up and down, chasing and playing. I ran to catch them, and they flew around, so tired that I gasped and watched them disappear into the sea of flowers.
When I came to grandpa's house, the peach trees in front of me were covered with green leaves. I asked my grandfather: Why haven't your peach trees blossomed yet? Grandpa smiled and said, "You are late. I want to see the peach blossom open early next year. " I thought to myself: Next spring, I will definitely come to see the pink peach blossoms early.
The scenery of grandpa's house is really beautiful!
A beautiful day in the country is beautiful.
In the morning, before the sun fully rises, it has already issued a brilliant red light, revealing only half of its face. The white clouds in Fiona Fang are dyed red, as if painted with pigment, like a red face, watery and very lovely. The mountain seat in the distance is tall and straight. From a distance, there are mountains outside the mountains and trees outside the trees. Only green is connected with green, crystal clear. The water reflects the green hills. The flowers are beautiful, and there are fish and shrimp in the water!
The noon sun is poisonous, but it still can't stop the enthusiasm of the farmer's uncle to work. Walking on the ridge of the field, facing the breeze, it is refreshing at once. Farmers in Tanaka waved hoes to reclaim wasteland, and from time to time, a few rough folk songs came from the distance. Not far from the stream, there are several children swimming, backstroke and breaststroke. Some of them even pull up their pants and run to the river to catch small fish and shrimp. ...
In the afternoon, the adults went to work in the fields, and the children were not idle. One by one, they ran to the soil slope to dig holes, catch fish and beat mud. They were tired of playing and shouted that they were hungry. I don't know who's calling. Everyone got together and collected Mao Mao Zhen and thorn moss. Everyone Qi Xin joined forces and quickly picked up the whole bamboo basket. When we are full, everyone doesn't want to play anymore. They are all lying on the grass, resting with their eyes closed. Grass is as soft as a sponge and more comfortable than a bed at home. Everyone is lying on the grass, dreaming about the future. ...
At night, the stars in the sky blinked naughtily, and the smoke from the kitchen chimney floated on the roofs of several families and spread leisurely.
The morning in the country is quiet, without the noise of the city. In the morning, everything wakes up from a deep sleep, and people kick their legs, stretch their waist and start a day's work.
Summer is here, and the sky in the countryside is so blue. In the field, the early rice is ripe. At first glance, it was golden yellow, and a warm wind blew and rustled, like bending down to thank the hardworking farmer's uncle. And late rice is just a young crop. At the end of this yellow-green field, from a distance, it is a winding, glass-clear ribbon river! There is a neat row of willows on the river bank, and the breeze is gentle and graceful. At night, groups of children float, swim, play and flap in the river. ...
Across the river, there is a pond. There are many lotus leaves in the pond, dense and dense. From the aerial view, it looks like a treasure jade embedded in black soil. Just as the green leaves appeared to people, the lotus flower on the side was also anxious, knocking Baoyu out of a small mouth and sticking its head out. Close your eyes and feel carefully. I only feel that there is a faint fragrance in the pond, which is distributed in the air, filling my nasal cavity and refreshing.
At night, the stars twinkle in the sky. The bright moonlight filled the whole village and people fell asleep. Only fireflies are still in the dark, giving off a faint light. ...