When you leave the noisy city and come to the country road, you will feel a fresh air injected into your heart and lungs, activating every cell and making people feel refreshed; When you leave the noisy city and come to the country road to enjoy the quiet and beautiful time, how comfortable it is; When you are tired of looking at high-rise buildings and come to the country road, how comfortable it is to see golden trees, flying birds and smoke rising from the roof. ...
Miss Qiu is holding a box of colored pencils. She came to the country road and painted the sky blue, the sunset red, the leaves golden and the stream green ... In the distance, several hills were hidden in the clouds. In the stream, the fish proudly put a beautiful big tail, the little loach and his friends played hide and seek, and the shrimps were so happy that they didn't know what to do and kept cheering. On the brook, a lonely boat stops on the calm water, which forms a beautiful landscape painting with the Xia Hong on the horizon, the evening breeze and the free-flying birds. There are many small trees on both sides of the path. If the earth is compared to a big bow, then these small trees are long arrows that will shoot into the blue sky.
Listen carefully, the running stream sings all the way, the birds sing all over the sky, and the autumn insects whisper. The wind blew through the treetops, and the branches swayed and rustled; The weaver girl stopped at the treetop and cried, "Weave, weave, weave, weave", just like a symphony, how sweet.
Pick up your nose, that's the smell of autumn brought by teacher Qiu. The fresh and elegant sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, the fragrance overflowing when the fruit is ripe, the smell of harvest in the field, and the fragrance of the soil after the autumn rain … all my troubles are thrown out of my mind.
The country roads are beautiful and charming. I like country roads!
The country road on the field in late autumn 2, the sunset dyed half the sky red, and our family of four walked slowly, stepping on the soft soil under our feet.
The trees on both sides of the path are slender, few leaves are blown golden by the autumn wind, and the sunset shines golden in the wind. Grandma held my hand tightly, and the rough but warm touch came from the palm. I looked at my grandmother, and some of her soft and thick hair was gray and messy in her black hair, which looked mottled. However, grandma's peaceful face is only satisfied and calm. I saw the endless fields beside my grandmother slowly rolling with golden waves.
Maybe I tripped over a protruding stone. My grandmother tripped and almost fell. My mother came to support my grandmother in science class, and her eyes were full of anxiety and concern. Grandma smiled and answered her mother's concerned eyes, and moved on with her mother's help. A crow flies across the warm orange sky with food in its mouth, and flies into the nest between branches, where its parents live.
The sunset glow on the horizon was dyed red by the setting sun, and there were traces of carmine, grape purple and orange painted by the wind. It's beautiful! On the other side, a milky white cloud moves slowly on the horizon, like a snail with a shell on its back. At our feet, there are all kinds of unknown flowers and plants. They are unremarkable, but they seem to be condensed into a portrait in the mild sunshine.
Father walked behind us silently, without talking or looking back, just keeping a small distance and protecting us properly. We walked quietly, and the smell of soil, grass and rice was mixed by the wind and sent into our nasal cavity. In this fragrance, on this path in Yanwu, we seem intoxicated.
Even if it is near dusk, the beauty of the sunset will always be noticed; Even with silence, the warm warm current has already connected the soul; Even though life is rough, with the company of my family, I am no longer lonely along the way.
The sun is on the mountain and the sky is full of rosy clouds. We are on a country road and keep going. ...
Country Road 3 Country Road is now gradually replaced by asphalt road, and the memory of hours is gradually fading.
When I was a child, I lived in the country with my grandparents. The country road was not repaired and it was full of potholes.
"Tick-tock, tick-tock ..." It's raining. The originally bumpy country road is now covered with one small pond after another. I took out the water gun at home, pointed it at the small pond on the ground, took a swig, then carried it on my back and went to play with my friends. I don't know whether it's rain or their bullets. After a while, when the bullets were finished, he immediately ran back along the path, ready to fight back. As a result, he fell down, covered in mud and used to it. It is bitter for the adults in the family. They are all complaining about this rainy day and this bumpy road. They are all crying about rebuilding this country road, but after a long time, nothing happened.
After the rain, we still want to go out to play together. At this time, some unknown plants often grow on both sides of the path, and curiosity urges us to get close to them. Once, a small cluster of mushrooms grew on the roadside, and a small partner took it to feed the chickens raised at home. But before long, the chicken died. Later, the family and the people in the village agreed to rebuild the path.
A few days before the start of work, my friends were reluctant to go home and play on both sides of the path. No one wanted to leave. They all want to see the road that will eventually bring them infinite happiness.
The new highway has been built. No original potholes, no original plants, no friends to play with. But the adults are finally happy and the children will never go out to play in the wild again. I was also taken to school in the city.
There is no longer the "tick" sound of that rainy day, but there is the sound of cars ringing at any time; No more playmates, but endless homework; There are no more potholes in the country road, but there will be no asphalt road with small ponds anyway.
Open your eyes, or asphalt road, country road, I can't see it anymore.
Country Road 4 "Walking on a country road, the old cow who came back at dusk is my companion …" Whenever I sing this song, I will think of the vibrant and beautiful scenery next to the country road.
Walking along the country road, I met groups of rape flowers, and its golden face made the country look more brilliant. A gust of wind blew, and those little golden faces nodded interestingly, as if welcoming us warmly. There are also large areas of green plants around. Looking up, the endless fields look brand-new before my eyes. Rape flowers and green grass in Huang Chengcheng make the rural scenery more magnificent.
Walking on a country road, there are many azaleas on the roadside, which look gorgeous. Rhododendron greeted me and said, "Hello, little friend. Am I pretty? You can stand among me and take a picture. "
It is wearing a bright red dress, which is very beautiful. This is, my heart is intoxicated by it. Suddenly, my feet became the roots of flowers; My body has become the main pole of flowers, and my hands have become leaves; My head turned into a bud. Against the beautiful azaleas. Many flowers and plants are smiling and saying, "Master Yuan, you are a unique flower in the field." A breeze blew, and I stretched out my hands to feel the beauty of nature.
On the surrounding mountains, there are tall and straight bamboo shoots, so high and so hard. After a storm, there are still many small heads slowly sticking out of the soil. They are not afraid of wind and rain, but they are so tenacious. We should also learn from the indomitable spirit of bamboo.
Walking on the country road, there are unique and charming scenery at any time and in any season. I love country roads, and I love my hometown-Shaoxing.
Country Road 5 Walking on a country road, the evening breeze roared across my face, and the geese flying south quietly passed by, leaving only the afterglow of the sunset to see them off. ...
Dad drove us to grandma's house. On the country road, there is a smell of flowers and plants. Near, near, I saw grandma's house. Small brick houses with green and red tiles are particularly obvious against the clouds. As soon as I got off the bus, I saw grandma meet us outside the gate. I rushed over and gave her a card I made myself. Grandma just hugged me, smiling from ear to ear, her eyes cracked with laughter, and the eye lines became particularly obvious at the moment of tilting. A beautiful hair, after years of torture, has become a few strands of white hair. Grandma welcomed us into the house and went into the kitchen, saying that she would pack jiaozi for us to eat. I took the opportunity to run into the garden.
Before sunset, the sun had set, and there were bursts of chickens and ducks in the distance. I accidentally caught a glimpse of the apricot tree, which I planted with my grandmother when I was 5 years old. It was still a small sapling at that time. Now, with the height of the tree several meters, the Huang Chengcheng apricots on the tree have become fist-sized. Watching, the door of memory pulled me into another story.
It was a weekend in autumn. Grandma pulled me from the wheat field to the apricot tree, picked up a pair of scissors and a bamboo basket, aimed at an apricot and cut it off by the roots. The apricot just fell into the bamboo basket. Grandma picked up the biggest one from the golden apricot, peeled it and gave it to me. I took a bite. How sweet! It seems that I can still taste the sweetness. I got up and walked first. Like my grandmother, I picked an apricot and peeled it. That sweet smell once again flowed all over my body. This apricot tree has been accompanying me like a grandmother, giving me love and sweetness.
Autumn wind whistling, layers of wheat waves rolling in the wheat field, the geese flying south have long since disappeared, just like my lost childhood, which is gone forever.
Country Road 6 Tomb-Sweeping Day, my parents and I went to grandpa's house.
My grandfather lives in Houjiawa Village, Yangzhuang Town, with a remote geographical location and a dirt road.
We took a bus to Houjiawa village. It was already dark, so we ate at grandpa's house and prepared to worship our ancestors the next day.
At dawn, I got up and shouted to leave. I packed my bags and got ready to go.
After the rain in Chu Qing, the road surface was uneven and muddy because it was a dirt road, and it was soft to step on, just like an astronaut. I enjoy the fragrant vegetables and golden crops in the fields, the fruits in the Woods and the fallen leaves on the ground, and breathe the clean and fresh air in the countryside.
We walked on a path comparable to Shu Road, next to a river, which was as steep as a cliff. Following this path, we came to the dirt road in the field. The wheat in the field enjoys the spring rain and presents from the sky. Wheat is grass green and full of vitality. Suddenly, we saw an ancient well. This well looks very old, and the surrounding Shi Zhuan has been destroyed a lot. I glanced at him, and the dark well was bottomless.
We walked on and came to a forest, where the trees were towering like clouds, and all of them had sprouted green. Walking on, we finally reached our destination. Nowadays, many people begin to offer sacrifices, which are pious and solemn. My grandfather keeps greeting acquaintances. Before going to the cemetery, he poured the wine into the bowl and threw it in the cemetery except the fish, meat, wine and vegetables that had already been prepared.
This is really an unforgettable trip to the countryside.
Country Road 7 "Walking on a country road, the shepherd boy's song is rippling and growling. What do they sing?" I was humming a ditty as I walked.
In a blink of an eye, it has changed from hot summer to beautiful autumn. "Hee hee" waves are undulating in the wheat field, just like a little girl snickering. The wind in the field blew into my nervous mind, which suddenly made people feel refreshed. "Wow, this is the so-called golden ocean!"
I kicked an insignificant little stone and cheered for it "Come on, come on!" " Unconsciously, the small stone kicked into a clump of tall reeds. I'm turning around and looking for it. I only heard movement among the reeds. The tidbits of "sasha vujacic" suddenly flew all over the sky. I followed the sound and parted the reeds. A sticky and dirty thing jumped on my nose. I was about to catch it when it jumped up smartly and landed firmly on the concrete road. "Look, I won't kill you, you damn toad!" I ran and it jumped wildly. In an instant, it-disappeared.
I chased a small pond, crystal clear, and I couldn't help thinking of my childhood and the time I spent here with my girlfriends. I picked up a stone and swished it on the water. Although my movements are accurate and fast, I am obviously not as skilled as a child. I picked up another stone and threw it at the deep water, and a shallow circle of water danced in the air. The spray gradually falls, leaving only ripples in circles. ...
The setting sun gradually sets, from a semicircle of the sun to a ray of sunshine, and even the last halo slowly disappears, leaving only layers of flaming clouds and a beautiful red sunset glow.
While I still sit barefoot by the river, my feet are immersed in the river "swinging" gently and "rowing" regularly, watching the bright moon rise and the bright stars wink at me playfully.
If you see a little girl sitting barefoot by the river, it may be me!
Country Road 8 Hometown has high mountains and long waters, fertile land and Wan Li, and its hometown is vast and poetic.
The expected winter vacation comes as scheduled, and I, a "busy man", can finally look up and take a deep breath in my heavy study. After driving for 40 minutes and walking down the stairs, I smelled a wanton fragrance, mixed with the smell of earth, and even the cold wind in this winter contained a special smell.
I can't wait to jump into the arms of my hometown. This situation makes me feel both familiar and unfamiliar.
Curved rivers, quiet villages, vast blue sky, long white clouds, gurgling streams and narrow bridges constitute the poetic outline of my hometown.
Autumn has come, winter has come, and the earth is getting cold and old. He doesn't have the beauty of spring, the excitement of summer and the joy of autumn, but he has continuous snow. You see, those little snowflakes are falling slowly, as if they were pathfinders. Gradually, snowflakes like goose feathers fell one after another, covering the earth, forests and houses with a layer of silver, and the whole earth became a world of powder makeup and jade.
Childhood path, rugged, high and low, simple path, full of affection and hope, has been extended to the distance. The small trees along the road have already grown into towering trees, stroking the trees and staring at some withered bark, and deep and shallow footprints emerge in my mind. ......
Whenever there is fog, the path in my hometown is integrated with the mirage in my heart. No matter what year and month, no matter how far away, no matter where I am, the road of my hometown will always be treasured in my heart.
In my hometown, rain is the most common. It weaves like cow hair and shines like a needle. The rain fell silently on the winding path. This is the sound of harmony and nature.
Walking on the country road gives me more nostalgia and meditation.
Country Road 9 I am walking on a country road. This country road twists and turns like a slender belt. Walking, walking, unconsciously came to the field. I saw the farmers' uncles bending over and working hard with hoes. From time to time, they straightened up and wiped the sweat from their foreheads with towels draped over their shoulders.
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The countryside is a beautiful and simple place, the countryside is a quiet and peaceful place, and the countryside is a place without competition.
I am walking on a country road. This country road twists and turns like a slender belt. Walking, walking, unconsciously came to the field. I saw the farmers' uncles bending over and working hard with hoes. From time to time, they straightened up and wiped the sweat from their foreheads with towels draped over their shoulders.
I am walking on a country road. A fragrance of flowers came to the nose. Looking around, in the endless fields in the distance, there are many rape blossoms, golden and golden, shining with dazzling golden light in the sun. Some rape flowers are in full bloom, some are in bud, they are smiling brightly and swaying gently in the breeze, very beautiful!
I am walking on a country road. A clear stream gurgled along the lawn. Several big white geese on the water are whispering to each other intimately. The lovely little fish suddenly jumped out of the water and jumped happily. Several towering trees by the stream have just grown fresh leaves and are reflected in the water. A breeze blew, rippling on the lake, looming. A piece of green grass on the lawn seems to be covered with a green carpet; Clusters of colorful wildflowers compete with each other; Several beautiful butterflies flapped their wings on the flowers, sometimes flying and sometimes falling. I don't know when a group of naughty children came on the lawn. Some of them shouted, laughed and ran, playing the game of eagle catching chickens; Some people are picking pebbles to play by the river. Several puppies also join in the fun, jumping around the lawn, chasing and playing, and barking from time to time, as if to say, "I want to play, I want to play!" " "
I lie on the grass, look up at the blue sky and white clouds, enjoy the breeze, listen to the laughter and feel the beauty of nature.
Country Road 10 On the second day of the first month, my father and I went to my grandmother's house in Ninghai to pay New Year's greetings. Grandma's house has a very quiet and lovely path. As soon as I got to my grandmother's house, I went by plane.
On one side of the path, there is a clear stream. As soon as we walked in, we heard the cheers of the stream, as if welcoming us warmly. I ran to the stream and put my hand into the clear water. The water ran through my fingers, slippery and cold. I saw several tadpoles swimming around. I am so excited that I want to catch a tadpole. Sure enough, I caught one, but seeing it struggling between my fingers, I let it go again. The other side of the path is covered with tall and straight Metasequoia glyptostroboides, one by one defending this magical path like a strong warrior. I went up and touched their bark. The weather is very cold and very comfortable.
Enjoy while walking slowly. Suddenly, I smelled a strong floral fragrance and sniffed it with my nose. I guess it's the smell of plum blossoms. Running to the end of the path, I found a plum tree with almost all the plum blossoms on it. The flowers bloomed warmly in the sun, causing a group of bees to "buzz" and whisper to each other, as if praising the plum tree. I carefully tore off a branch. There are many plum blossoms on the branches. I found the most beautiful plum blossom. I found that there is a bud behind the most gorgeous plum blossom, which hides behind modestly, unlike other plum blossoms. But I believe it will bloom beautifully like other plum blossoms in a few days.
I walked slowly on my way home in order to enjoy this quiet time better.
Country Road 1 1 "Walking on the country road, the old cow who came back at dusk is my companion ..." Humming a ditty, the rape flowers on the roadside smiled at me slightly, and everything in the country was so beautiful!
Walking on the path, there is a clear stream on the left, and several small fish jump out of the water, which is particularly clear in the sun. There are some camphor trees planted on both sides of the stream, and the faint fragrance often hooks people's footsteps. On the right, the weeds in the sweet potato field hang their heads sadly. Maybe the sun is too strong! Further on, rows of willows spread their arms, and the wind blew the willows like silk. The willow branches fluttered in the wind, and the branches swayed with them. You should appreciate the dance carefully. Opposite the willow forest, several farmers are fertilizing and watering the flowers. Look, the flowers are smiling from ear to ear. Although the farmer is lined with dark skin, he shows white teeth, which makes everyone very happy. Then walk, and the ponds on both sides are sparkling. A closer look shows that tadpoles in the water swim around flexibly, and some are as small as black spots and invisible to the naked eye. Some have grown up, round, slippery and full of vitality; There are also some big bellies, like pregnant women giving birth to babies. These tadpoles are all my playmates! Further on, a piece of soil dried by the sun appears in front of you. It turned out to be a meadow, so beautiful that people could hardly open their eyes. Many small insects live and work here. However, since last year, a little bit has been dug up by excavators every day, making the small animals here homeless. When I came to the end, I saw the lake in front. Water is as clear as a mirror, like a bright moon, like a child's big eyes.
The country is my home, I want to cherish my home, and I want to guard my innocence on the country road. ...
Country Road 12 As the sun sets, my mother and I wander on the road in my hometown field. On both sides of the path, rape blossoms bear heavy seeds, and green vegetables scramble to grow tender leaves. From a distance, the path disappeared into a small forest, and I don't know where it would meander ... Watch, watch, and full of memories gush out.
The small ditch on the right shed the laughter of my childhood bell. In summer, my grandfather and I came here to catch fish with a small net bag. Thick silt is deposited at the bottom of the ditch, green duckweed floats on the water, and small fish like silver needles swim happily. "One, two, three ....." Before I could count, Grandpa had copied the net and "brushed" it a few times, and several small fish fell into my bucket. "There are fish! There are fish! " I cheered and ran to tell each other.
The vegetable shed on the left left a sweet taste of my childhood. When I was a child, as long as I saw my grandfather carrying a burden, I followed him with a slap in the face and called sweetly, "Hello, Grandpa!" " "Come into the vegetable shed with him. As soon as I entered the greenhouse, I was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden-dazzling. " Silly girl, what are you looking at? "Grandpa always teased me when he saw this photo of me, and then taught me to water the newly planted seeds and loosen the soil for the fat gourd baby ... Looking at those delicious vegetables, my saliva always slipped from my mouth. Whenever this happens, grandpa will pick a big red tomato and look at me affectionately, laughing to his heart. ...
The fork in the corner is engraved with the dull pain of my childhood. In summer evenings, I always like to ride a pink bike on the path, but at the corner, I suddenly feel that the whole world is crooked, and then I fell to the ground. I had to touch my stinging knee and run home with dirty mud. ...
Now, walking on a familiar path, smelling the fragrance of the earth and looking at the green fields on both sides, I am looking for, looking for happy memories of my childhood. ...
Country Road 13 "Walking on a country road, the old cow who comes back at dusk is my companion …" Whenever I sing this little song, I can't help but think of my hometown, the most beautiful country road in a quiet and peaceful fairyland. Whenever someone walks on this narrow but emotional road, they can't help but admire it twice.
Spring outing-everything revives and a hundred flowers blossom. A cycle begins again. You see, golden rape flowers are swaying with long-lost bee friends everywhere, and birds flying back from the south seem to accompany them and cheer for them. By the roadside, it is already colorful, and butterflies and bees are dancing. The shepherd boy who drives the sheep adds a lot of vitality to the path.
The path in summer-tree-lined, cicadas sing everywhere. This is a happy time for children. Look, the children in summer vacation are playing under the trees on both sides of the path, eating fruits and vegetables. Cicada can't help participating in their activities, partying with them and screaming together. It seems to be a kingdom of children, a paradise for children.
Autumn Trail-Autumn is pleasant and fruitful. Birds fly to the warm south again. Look, the chrysanthemums on the roadside are blooming with the most beautiful smile, like a kind mother! Wheat is ripe, fruit is ripe, apples, pears, oranges and persimmons. I can only see baskets of heavy fruits, and bundles of wheat are scattered like stars, which is very spectacular.
Winter trail-snowflakes flying, wrapped in white. How mysterious the footprints on the ground are. Look, every big tree on both sides of the white road is covered with silver clothes, just like a work of art carved with ice, or perhaps a sweater knitted for them by Mother Earth ... Snowflakes flying all over the sky, with snow-white paths, are so beautiful and poetic!
I like the path in my hometown. It can show unique beauty and make people unforgettable at any time.
Behind the country road 14 "Ding", there was a ringing bell. It is my uncle who is rushing to work in town. He is flying by the field. When we came to the village, it was just dawn and the sun had not opened its arms. However, all the uncles in the village went out early. Some are riding bicycles to catch up with work in the town, some are working in the fields in boots, and some are walking up the mountain with hoes!
The river in the village, near the entrance of the village, is unusually quiet in the morning, as quiet as a huge mirror, reflecting the sapphire sky. Walking on the bridge and being in it, you will feel that you are "in the sky". You can not only walk on clouds, but also play freely in the air.
The chirping of birds pulled me out of this dream, and the roar of a gust of wind blew the leaves on the trees by the river to the river, making the waves scattered one by one, sparkling and beautiful!
Looking from the river, not far away is a large piece of rapeseed, and what you see is a golden ocean. Rape flowers bow their heads one after another, like shy girls, secretly waving to me! Brother fan lives next to rape flowers. They stand upright, like soldiers in military uniforms, protecting the delicate and shy rape girl.
Surrounded by such beautiful scenery, I have never felt the passage of time.
At night, the countryside is surrounded by kitchen smoke, and the flames jumping under the stove make a crackling sound, like setting off firecrackers. Everyone is ready to eat, and the fragrant smell makes me want to eat!
The sunset is disappearing bit by bit. The sun went down with regret, and Sister Moon stood proudly on the high platform.
Ah, this dreamlike country will always leave a deep impression on people and make them unforgettable!
Country Road 15 Spring has come and the country fields have become colorful.
Along the country road, I came to the field and was in the nature. My depressed mood became happy, and all the unpleasant things floated to the outside of the cloud nine. When the spring breeze blows, my clumsy limbs become flexible and a dandelion appears in front of my eyes. Green stems and soft fluff dance in the spring breeze, while newly sprouted dandelions stick their heads out in the sun and bloom yellow flowers.
Over the dandelion bushes, I came to the wheat field. The green and tall wheat seedlings in the wheat field struggled to stretch upwards. Several farmers are pulling weeds in the fields, and their faces are full of joy under the brim of white hats. The gratifying crops shut them up.
On the left side of the wheat field, a winding river comes into view. The water in the river is crystal clear, aquatic plants float on the bottom, and small fish and shrimp swim around. I stopped to watch. Suddenly, a bird song broke the silence. As the sound approached, a colorful pheasant flew out of the grass. The flaming cockscomb is domineering and powerful, and its colorful wings show its arrogance.
A faint scent came to the nose, and the sweet-scented osmanthus in Gui Huayuan on the edge of the village all bloomed small and tender flowers, and the green sweet-scented osmanthus leaves held the flowers in obscurity, which further set off the elegance of sweet-scented osmanthus. In the nearby Baihua Garden, red, yellow, purple, well-known and unknown flowers are in full bloom. There is a azalea in full bloom in the grass next to it, which is really a small red flower in the evergreen tree.
Go through the Baihua Garden and come to the playground. There are all kinds of sports equipment here, which is also a good place for people to dance square dance at night. With the arrival of spring, people have also ignited new hopes.
Walking on the country road, the warm wind is slow, the soil is fresh and the mood is very comfortable.