Country life is rich and colorful. It is the rainbow that brings us happiness; It is the sunshine that shines into our hearts.

In the morning, the hardworking rooster wakes us up. After breakfast, we go to the fields to sow seeds-sow today's seeds and reap the hope of tomorrow.

In the morning, we came to play under the big tree. Somersault, wrestling, vertical dragonfly. . ..... Tired of playing, we sat under the big tree and told stories, and vivid pictures unfolded before our eyes. At this time, the river told us: "Come down quickly, the river is very interesting." We jumped into the river.

In the afternoon, the burning sun can't stop us from playing. Rushed out of the house and came to the forest. As usual-climb the tree. Agile movements are dazzling.

At night, everything seems so quiet and harmonious. We are lying on the grass, looking up at the sky and the twinkling stars, and our minds are full of beautiful fairy tales.

The countryside recorded our laughter and rain, and recorded our childhood.

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On the way to the countryside, how much I yearn for life there!

On both sides of the road, gradually yellow wheat and green rape have become endless green and yellow oceans, even in the mountains.

Houses in the country are unique. They all divide a big house into several cabins, each of which is only a dozen square meters, and all kinds of daily necessities are readily available.

What about plants? Usually a small fence is built at the back of the yard, where roses, cockscomb flowers and chrysanthemums are planted ... They bloom in turn in different seasons, which is very beautiful.

There are always one or two dogs, either sleeping at the door or lying on the wall to enjoy the cool. After a long time, the bitch will give birth to a litter of puppies and lie on the roof and bark at pedestrians.

In the evening, you will see a group of old ladies sitting around, talking and laughing. On the other side, a group of old people are playing chess. Many young people who have finished collecting come to them and watch them play. People gathered more and more, and finally even the chess players could not be seen.

How can this wonderful country life not be missed?

Teacher: The little author of the article describes the rural life from different aspects, shows the simplicity, tranquility and peace of rural life through poetic scenes, and expresses his love and nostalgia for rural life. The language is concise and fluent. Please comment on the content and method of writing. (Student comments)

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Feel the countryside

At first, I thought the countryside was a fairyland of fairy tales. It has faded away the glitz of the city and washed away the complexity of the world. It may be Al on Van Gogh's canvas, the blue sky as clear as a mirror, and the gorgeous sea of flowers as oil painting. Golden sunflowers, nourished by sunshine, have grown seeds of hope. It may be an idyll in Tao Qian's poems, which tells the story of a fairy couple in the fog. The oblique sunshine is light and leisurely. It's just a village in poetry. When we really walk into the village and feel the village with our heart, we will find that our village is experiencing pain. There is also sunshine, which is not warm but viciously roasting the earth. Looking from a distance, the swaying figure on the earth is tired of its heart in the morning and evening, in spring and autumn. He grew up in this land, and his sweat nourished this land; He learned to be strong in this land, and his steps strengthened this land; He was born in the loess and returned to the loess, which has been endless for generations. When the storm came, his heart trembled like a swaying crop in the field, and tears crossed the cheeks of the ravine, drowning his heart and his breath layer by layer like water drowning the field. When the drought came, the crops shook like his thin body. He can't see hope and gain, and his confused eyes are dry and empty. They are sometimes happy, but this happiness seems so humble. Their greatest happiness is a bumper harvest. Full particles are like gems, and the corners of the eyes smile like crescent moons. What they want most is good weather, and they just want to live an ordinary life. Faced with such a picture, will such a country let us down? In fact, the countryside is more real because of this cruel beauty. Feel the countryside, don't always be a leisurely tourist. While appreciating its tranquility and purity, we should pay more attention to its pain and give it more understanding and sympathy. Feel the countryside, feel the pulse of farming civilization, feel the most vigorous cry of China, feel the massiness of that land, and feel the blood and sweat of that land; Feel the most simple persistence and perseverance of farmers in China, and feel the pain and helplessness experienced by farmers in China. When we looked at them with disdain, did it ever occur to us that they brought us hope for life with sweat and blood? With the most humble attitude, we can see that China has become an eternal farmer in history, and let us feel the countryside with our heart!

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Feel the countryside

"Country" seems to be very, very difficult for children in those cities to understand the meaning of these two words, because they have never been there or experienced it personally. It seems more difficult to feel the countryside.

"Village" for those children in rural areas, because they live in it every day, they will certainly have a profound and many feelings about its significance. However, it seems that it is still difficult to express its meaning accurately and clearly!

In different people's minds, there must be different, their ideal beautiful countryside, and what is my ideal beautiful countryside?

In my mind, there is no bustling noise between cities, and there is Tao Yuanming's complacent temperament of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely". There is no polluted and turbid air in the city, but there are clearly visible twinkling stars. As for the bustling big cities, only the stench from chemical plants, the dark blue sky of the stars and the moon can't be seen clearly because of the bright lights of skyscrapers, there is no quiet life like sunrise in the countryside, and there is no delicate and gentle scenery in the countryside. Therefore, I think that the countryside is naturally more beautiful than the city. Although the rural land will be more barren, can't it be changed with both hands?

Some people think that the rural style, like the character of the northeast man, is rough and bold. Isn't the winding mountains and flowing rivers the best portrayal of extensive rural areas?

Actually, it is not. However, I think the rural customs are as delicate and feminine as the sweet and gentle Jiangnan women in the water town. Don't shake your head against it yet, and don't nod first. Just listen to what I 'm saying ! Didn't you see the trickle of that strange stone? Can't you see the willows swaying in the wind by the stream? Have you noticed that the fertile yellow land has given birth to countless Chinese children.

Isn't the delicate trickle like a clever girl with delicate mind?

Isn't the willow swaying in the wind like a girl, gentle and lovely, as if she had walked out of a faint ink painting?

The yellow land that gave birth to countless Chinese children is the most like our selfless mother!

Ladies and gentlemen, after listening to what I have said above, can you still say that there are no delicate and gentle women in the countryside, but only rough and bold northeast men?

The countryside I feel has both the boldness of men and the gentleness of my daughter's family. This is the country in my mind and the country I feel.

This is our country.

Pastoral air is fresh, pastoral sky is blue, pastoral scenery is unique, and pastoral will make you linger. In the morning, fresh air and cool breeze will refresh you. Look! Birds are twittering in the morning songs, streams are flowing slowly, the sun shines warm sunshine on the countryside, willows are full of vitality, and birds are singing with relish. At noon, the weather was sultry, not as cool as in the morning, so cicadas sang "Know Know Know Know Know" in chorus ... In the morning, the birds were tired and slouched on the branches, and the willows bent down with fatigue. Children in the country jumped into the stream one by one, and the stream welcomed the children. They hugged them with water flowers, played water fights and water splashing balls, and their laughter and happy mood melted into the air, adding a little laughter to the sultry noon. At dusk, a wisp of smoke comes from the top of the mountain in the distance, and there is still a trace of residual heat when the hand touches the ground, and there is a trace of warmth in the cool breeze. Looking at the sky, I saw that the crimson sunset glow had dyed half the sky red. The blue sky turned into a crimson skirt. Beautiful sunsets have different shapes. Two horses ran in the air and disappeared. Which magician dressed the dusk so beautifully and charmingly? At night, the sun reluctantly left the sky, and the beautiful moon sprinkled a piece of Yin Hui on the quiet earth. The gentle moonlight shines on the stream, which is more beautiful. The sky is like a blue Persian carpet, inlaid with yellow "little gems" and "twinkling stars are full of little stars" The little stars are singing sweet songs. Quiet and charming night, chicken. Dogs. Cats. Ducks. Everyone fell asleep, flowers and grass fell asleep, and people entered a sweet dream. Pastoral picturesque, poetic and song-like, pastoral beauty makes people want to stay!

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The annual Labor Day is coming again. My mother and I took advantage of this wonderful time and came to my grandmother's house in the country.

We got off the bus and walked to the village. The cool spring breeze blows head-on, as if welcoming the Golden Week with us. On both sides of the road are green fruit forests planted by farmers, and lush branches and leaves block the golden sunshine. There are many longan trees hanging on the trees. My mother told me that longan is not mature yet. In summer, a string of sweet and delicious longan in Huang Chengcheng can be picked and become the fruit on the dining table.

When I arrived at my grandmother's house, I forced my mother to set off firecrackers. My mother had no choice but to agree. So, I walked around looking for a firecracker shop and finally got what I wanted. I stood on the roof and threw firecrackers into the river. Unexpectedly, I scared the ducks bathing in the water. It was surprised to "ga! Ga! Hey! " I screamed loudly and ran home in a panic. I can't help laughing. In fact, ducks are cute, too. You see, a fat body in vain, a yellow mouth and bright eyes, can you walk around without being cute?

Suddenly, the sky was overcast, with lightning and thunder, and in a flash, it began to rain cats and dogs. I hurried back to the house to hide from the rain. After a while, the rain stopped, and suddenly the sky was high and the clouds were light. Look up and you will see the rice fields soaked by rain shining. Walking into the tree-lined fields, you will feel relaxed and happy. Looking at the heavy and full ears of wheat, I thought: It was the working people who exchanged these ears of wheat with their own efforts. How great the working people are!

After lunch, we came to his uncle's guava forest. In front of us, it seems to be an endless fruit forest, with three uncles and others, which is simply a green ocean. His uncle is holding pliers and carrying a bamboo basket. I followed him from side to side, only to see him carefully cut off one green fruit after another. I was so happy, I thought, I can eat enough now. After picking the fruit, I was sweating and panting. When I saw my uncle, he was sweating like a pig. How difficult it is! I ate sweet and crisp fruits and thought: These fruits were bought by working people with little sweat.

What beautiful fruit trees and wide fields make me linger. After returning to China, this continuous picture often echoes in my mind.

I hope I can help you! !