When describing stories that happened in rural areas as children, descriptive expressions should be supplemented; In order to make the narrative process reveal a sense of color, it needs to be supplemented by lyric expression; In order to make the people and things described meaningful, it needs to be supplemented by discussion and expression. In the process of narration, some places need to be explained, and this expression needs to be supplemented. The flexible use of comprehensive expression techniques can make the narrative more expressive and appealing.
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I love the country because it has mountains, water and children.
Parents at the weekend took me to the countryside to play. Grandma saw me coming and said she wanted me to choose shepherd's purse as jiaozi. I agreed happily.
We walked into the vegetable field in the scorching sun, and a smell of earth came to our nostrils. Wow! There are yellow, red and green colored peppers, light green cabbages and green peas, which are colorful and dazzling. It really makes my mouth water! I searched and searched, and finally found the small shepherd's purse field.
Grandma silently picked shepherd's purse, and every time she picked a few, she got up and beat her waist. Looking uncomfortable, sweat rolled down her forehead.
I saw grandma's hard work. Just when I wanted to help a bunch of grandmothers, I heard a familiar cry "Tian". When I turned around, I found that it was my grandmother's neighbor, my little friend Huang Yaru. I said to her happily, "Yaru, you came at the right time. Look at my grandmother's difficulty in picking shepherd's purse. Why don't you ... "I told her my plan and she readily agreed.
We asked grandma to sit down and rest first and picked it up by herself. Grandma was very happy. She praised us for helping her. Because picking by ourselves is too boring, we both suggest a competition to see who picks more.
The game has started. At first, I picked slowly, glancing at her while picking. I saw her pick several shepherd's purse in the blink of an eye, but I finally picked one.
I was in a hurry to catch up with her, but my hands didn't work. What should I do? I stamped my foot in a hurry and sweat came out of my head. Seeing time is running out, let's take a look at Huang Yaru. Her side has piled up into hills, and there are only a few beside me. I can't help it I can only give up.
Grandma smiled and counted the dishes we picked. Yaru picked 23, and I only had 10. I asked Yaru enviously, "Did you pick it so fast?" I saw her say, "I often help my grandfather. I have practiced!" " I nodded, thinking that I must help my family do more work in the future to make my skills flexible.
"I know, I know." As night fell, the textile girl sang in the tree in front of the house. The song is really beautiful, and it also plays a lullaby, so that people who have worked hard all day can fall asleep sweetly. I am no exception. I was crazy in the field all day and fell asleep as soon as my head touched the pillow.
(2) Fairy tale composition of 400 words
Both parties suffer/suffer.
In the forest, there are two beautiful swans, one is Lingling and the other is Xuanxuan. They live on the east and west banks of the lake. Their feathers are like snow in the moonlight, pure, white and mysterious, so everyone calls them "snow swans".
Unfortunately, they all think they are the most beautiful swans in the forest and look down on each other; But I'm afraid to meet on a certain occasion, and I'll lose face if I can't compare with each other. Therefore, if there is Lingling at ordinary times, I won't attend; Lingling didn't attend the occasion attended by Jessica Hester Hsuan.
Unfortunately, Lingling and Xuanxuan met on the road today. They didn't say hello, but scolded each other. Lingling said, "Hum, you still think you are beautiful! It is really ugly to wear such a big bow on your head. " Jessica Hester Hsuan said, "How dare you call me ugly? Don't look at your ugly face yet. "
The louder the noise they make, the more animals come to watch the fun in the forest. Later, they actually got into a fight and started pecking at each other's feathers, but they couldn't pull them off, so that everyone could not help but shake their heads and sigh and didn't want to watch any more.
Finally, the pair of "snow swans" were tired of pecking and their feathers were pecked away. Their competitive spirit only ended in "lose-lose" and the "snow swan" became a "hairless swan". How unworthy!
(3) Composition describing rural life (about 400 words)
A happy life in the countryside
On the second day of National Day, I went to my grandmother's house to play. Grandma lives in the country and it takes two hours to drive there. My mother and I walked on a path full of wild flowers, breathing fresh air, and we were in a particularly good mood.
When I arrived at my grandmother's house, my little sister and I came to the big garden behind the house. My mouth watered when I saw red lanterns hanging on my grandmother's pomegranate tree. With grandma's consent, we picked pomegranates, and in a short time, we picked a full fruit bowl. However, we saw two big, red and round pomegranates on the branch. We tried on tiptoe several times, but we couldn't get it off. They are too high! The neighbor's little sister jumped so hard that she fell and almost cried. I coaxed her and said, "Forget it, leave some for adults to choose from!" " Let's go and play something else. "The neighbor's little sister smiled through tears and took my hand out of the garden.
We jumped to the hillside behind the village and prepared to plant sesame flowers. We first dug a small pit with sharp branches, then put sesame flowers in it, then covered the soil around the sesame flowers, and then leveled them. Finally, we brought a small bucket from home to water the soil ... I was so happy to see the sesame flowers we planted so bright and beautiful in the sun! I silently wish that when I come back next year, the hillside will be full of beautiful flowers. ...
Life in the country is so happy!
Fresh country life
Rural houses are disorderly and the environment is indecent. This is the old appearance of rural life in the past. However, walking through this country road has made many people in the city cast envious eyes. On both sides are newly-built well-off residential buildings, with red tiles and beige walls and new green everywhere, which is particularly harmonious, and people can't help but sigh the changes in rural life today.
There are no tall buildings in the city, no endless cars, no noisy sounds, only a kind of tranquility that people in the city have not seen for a long time. Walking on the country road, enjoying the open sunshine and feeling the unique flavor of the country is a bit intoxicating. Listening to the crisp songs of birds, watching the waves of carp in the pond, stepping on the stone road and feeling the rare idleness. Willow branches sway in the soft spring breeze, and the air seems clear and transparent, revealing intoxicating freshness and indulging in the rich pastoral flavor.
Sunset, watching the sun slowly setting from the hillside, beside the Qinghe River in the village, there are several women chatting and washing clothes. Against the faint sunset, it seems that they can see the most simple smile in the countryside on their faces. Suddenly there were more people. Workers from a village-run enterprise hurried home after work. This is also the busiest time in this quiet village.
Simple and hardworking country people themselves are changing everything around them, enjoying a beautiful environment and a happy country life. In the noisy city, perhaps more and more city people are willing to change their lives and feel this fresh country life.
Country life
I come from the city, but I have also been to the countryside several times, which is also very interesting.
One summer vacation in the third grade, I went to the countryside-grandma's hometown with my parents and cousin.
Grandma's house is a two-story building, covered with Parthenocissus tricuspidata, but it is dense on one side and sparse on the other. They danced rhythmically with the breeze. A few strings of dried red peppers are hung under the eaves, sunflowers are planted in front and behind the house, and there is a pond dozens of meters away from the house. I made some good friends here. The most interesting thing is to dig out the eggs. First, let a partner climb a tree to find the target. He looked around and his eyes suddenly focused on something, listening. He pointed to a tree and we climbed it quickly. I'll climb first, and Beibei is at the end. I stopped where I could reach the bird's nest and reached for the eggs. My left hand gripped the trunk tightly, and my right hand quickly handed the eggs to the people below. My knees are close together. After eating three or four eggs, I suddenly felt something soft, hairless, sticky and hissing. Is this ...? I quickly threw the snake down the tree and suddenly screamed. My partner and I came down quickly.
(4) Hometown Story 400-word composition
It is unbelievable that my hometown has changed so much since the reform and opening up. Many years ago, people lived in adobe houses with no tiles on the roof. People will suffer when it rains. It rains heavily outside, the room is small, and sometimes the walls fall off. People eat sorghum rice, corn flour, wild vegetables, and small rice only when guests come, let alone rice and white flour. There is nothing at all. At that time, people wore coarse cloth, patches and patches. There are many children at home, one is too small, the other is too small, and the third is too small to wear. They are used to make shoes for children. They can't wear new clothes for a year. Many children didn't go to school because their families were poor and they couldn't remember their numbers. There is no means of transportation, so going out depends on walking.
Now every family lives in a brick structure, and the houses are richly decorated, and some should build their own villas. I ate rice, white flour, chicken, duck and fish. I wear clothes all the year round. There are motorcycles and cars when you go out. It takes only one minute to make a phone call or make a mobile phone thousands of miles away. There are washing machines, refrigerators, rice cookers, gas cookers, large color TVs, etc. At home, everything is electrified. Most families have installed computers, and children can find information through the Internet.
Now, not only the living standard of farmers has improved, but also people's knowledge has improved. It is impossible to get rich by science and technology without knowledge now. Many farmers saw the benefits of knowledge and went out to study technology. Scientifically raising chickens, ducks, geese and pigs, each family has saved tens of thousands of yuan, and some even hundreds of thousands or millions of yuan. Farmers have also begun to invest in intelligence so that their children can go to college and enjoy higher education.
Yes, after the reform and opening up, the countryside has changed, people's living standards have improved, and their ideological and moral qualities have also improved. Looking at the changes in the countryside, I feel very gratified. I wish the motherland more and more prosperity, and the days of farmers are getting more and more prosperous!
5. A 400-word composition on rural life
Country life
A little simple and a little gorgeous, rural life is more interesting than urban life.
Behind the small house of rural people is a small "zoo". The henhouse is so lively! The hen sits on the "halo" made of grass, like an old woman, incubating her soon-to-be-born chicks. As for the rooster, he swaggered up and down at the door of the henhouse for fear that the weasel would steal the chicken. Even if someone comes, he will make some phone calls. Mother duck and a group of ducklings are hunting in the pond. The splash they splash sounds like a cheerful song, which makes nature more vibrant. When the pig eats, its ears flap like a big fan, its head twitches and its eyes stare at the food. After eating, he obediently walked into the circle, lying lazily, humming twice from time to time, looking satisfied, like a master with a big shelf.
The front of the house is full of colorful flowers. The fragrance of Chinese rose, plum blossom, violet and clove makes all your troubles disappear at once and immerse yourself in the ocean of flowers.
How naive the children of rural families are. They talked and laughed in the beautiful sunset. Some of them are playing bungee jumping. "Rooster Rooster is so beautiful, and it's a red coat …" Rhythmic ballads are catchy. Some are playing hide and seek, and Woods, reeds and grass have become their hiding places; Some are kicking shuttlecock, and three people form a circle to see who plays the most; Others are playing tug-of-war, and a bunch of children are gathered nearby, all shouting come on.
In the evening, after a hard day's work, people moved their desks and chairs into the yard and talked about it. They watched the sunset glow on the horizon, felt the warm wind, listened to the birds singing and had dinner together.
Blue and pure sky, crystal clear river, endless rice fields, carefree childhood. Everything is so beautiful, what a wonderful country life!
(6) Rural Composition (400 words, Band 4)
Although living in a bustling city, I have a special liking for rural scenery. Pastoral scenery is a beautiful picture, fresh air, blue sky, clear stream and unique pastoral scenery will make you linger.
Morning in the country is particularly charming. It's just dawn, it's quiet around, the air is particularly fresh, and I breathe the fragrance of the earth in the air. How comfortable! It's a pleasure. The crow of the rooster awakened people from their sweet sleep. Slowly, the sun shines quietly, and the sunrise in the east turns the earth red. With the sunrise, people have begun to work in the fields with their tools on their backs. The endless fields and green rice fields form a beautiful picture.
At noon, the countryside was extremely sultry, and cicadas kept shouting "cicadas", as if to say "so hot, so hot". The tree curled its leaves listlessly, and the birds said they were tired, so they all dozed off in the tree.
The night view of the countryside is even more charming. Green seedlings, yellow rape flowers, seem to be covered with a layer of ivory gauze. People working in the fields have stepped out of the fields and strolled on the country road home. Some of them are barefoot, others are driving cows and making footsteps. I saw the cow writhing its heavy body, wagging its tail and walking slowly forward. From time to time came the shouts of the master and the sound of whips driving cattle ... ah! What a beautiful rural scenery!
Ah, the scenery in the country is simply a beautiful picture. I like the beautiful scenery in the countryside.
Once rural life (400-word composition)
Books, which are called "longevity fruits" of human civilization, can make our life always youthful, always sunny and always full of vitality as long as we read them regularly.
I have had an indissoluble bond with books since I was a child. At that time, my favorite book was a colorful picture book. My mother told me bedtime stories every day, which really made me never tire of listening until I entered a sweet dream.
Gradually, I grew up. I learned some simple Chinese characters in kindergarten. I often hold children's pictorial and comic books. Wonderful pictures and colorful colors attracted me.
Unconsciously, I have entered the first grade of primary school, and comic books are not enough for me. I found another oasis, which is myth and fairy tale. In fairy tales, I know that Snow White is a person with a beautiful appearance and a beautiful heart, but her mother is a hateful and evil person who only pays attention to appearance. And the goddess of mending the sky, Jingwei filling the sea, and Kuafu make me think day after day.
As I get older, I read more and more books. "Education of Love" made me understand that love can enlighten love and happiness can breed happiness. "Robinson Crusoe" let me know: a person must have hope in desperation to survive in adversity; The Romance of the Three Kingdoms taught me that only those who have more strategies can win the final victory. From these books, I have gained a lot of knowledge and understood many profound truths.
Books are a treasure house of knowledge, which makes human cultural knowledge accumulate and develop continuously, and makes ignorant people become knowledgeable. It is also it that constantly enriches my mind and brings infinite happiness and hope to my life. Books also grow with me day by day.
(8) Write a 400-word composition with a snapshot of rural children.
The countryside is where our ancestors grew up; The countryside is also the hometown of food; The countryside is a place where farmers' uncles smile when they have a good harvest. Today, let's go into the countryside, feel the rural scenery and experience the family life in the countryside.
In spring, I walked into the country and walked on the country road. Rhododendrons are everywhere. They are as red as fire. Peach blossom, pink as chardonnay; Pear, white as snow; All kinds of wild flowers are colorful and fragrant. On the high hills, mushrooms scrambled out of the soil after the rain and greedily sucked the milk of Mother Earth. Yuan Ye on the hillside is green and lush; In the paddy field where rice is about to be planted, the water color and the skylight complement each other, and it is bright and white everywhere; The cuckoo crows and the sky is foggy and rainy. The so-called old saying goes: the mountains and rivers are white, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of rules. Just entering the farmhouse, a rhubarb dog will meet you inadvertently, shaking his head and tail in front of you, and constantly making friendly and gentle barks. In front of and behind the house, the owner also set up a melon rack, or planted pumpkins or loofahs. Oh, there are vines crawling on the edge of the melon rack. In the backyard, there are flowers, azaleas, peony, cockscomb and dahlias. ...
Summer, summer crops and plants, such as rice, sorghum, corn, soybeans, etc. Under the irrigation of the farmer's uncle's hard work and sweat, they are growing wildly and everywhere is green. Slowly, the watermelon is ripe and the grapes are ripe. Watermelon, green and white, rolled lazily on the ground; Grape with purple face, like a crystal ball, hanging on the vine. It is very interesting for children to fish and catch loach in rice fields and lobster and crab in rivers. But the most interesting thing was that summer night. The children sat in groups of three and five, staring at the meteors across the sky with wide eyes. At that moment, I believe that they must have made many wishes for life. If you don't want to see the stars, you can take a chair, sit in the dam, listen to the piano frogs singing, watch fireflies dancing and bats acrobatics in the air ... what a spectacular song and dance party!
Autumn is a harvest season, and the countryside becomes a golden ocean. Shan Ye rice fields have put on dazzling new clothes. Corn is ripe, so are sorghum and soybeans. The rice stalks are full of ears, and the rice waves in the breeze are like a beautiful staff. Spikes of rice are jumping notes, which write the joy and joy of the farmer's uncle after the harvest and record the hard work and sweat of the farmer's uncle.
This is the country, no matter when, no matter what season, there are unique and charming scenery!
(9) The growth story of rural teenagers is 400 words.
In my memory, growing up is the corn stalk at jointing stage. Every time I experience an unforgettable thing, I grow up for a period of one year. Turning over the growth record, I couldn't help laughing when I learned to ride a bike at the age of six.
When I was six years old, I often saw my neighbor's sister riding a bicycle around the yard smartly. I was so envious that I begged my father to buy one for me. While the iron was hot, I began to practice learning to ride a bike.
A tall man like me is sure to do something extraordinary! I rode my bike with great pleasure. I didn't expect the handlebar to work at all, so I fell off a pier. I gritted my teeth and stood up and asked my father for help. My father patiently told me the essentials of cycling: be bold, just hold your horses and be confident. So my father helped me hold the bike. I tried riding it several times and the effect was not bad.
"Practice by yourself, you can do it." Dad encouraged me.
"ah? Let me fall again? "
"If you are afraid of falling, you will never learn."
Throwing caution to the wind! I got on the bike trembling, and the handlebars kept shaking.
"Don't worry, hold on!"
After stopping for a while, the car finally stopped to dance yangko.
"Look here!" Dad picked up the camera.
"hey!" My funny expression will be fixed forever: grinning and staring, as if I were not riding a bike, but stepping on a mine. However, before long, I can ride a bike easily. I not only learned to ride a bike, but also understood a growing truth: there is always a process of learning things, and it is impossible to become fat at one bite. If you make progress in spite of difficulties, you can succeed.
This is a little thing when I was growing up. These little things condense into a river of time, which makes me grow and spurs me to forge ahead.
The years of growing up are like running water, coming and going in a hurry. Unconsciously, it is another changing period of the year. Around every child like me, there are joys and troubles that irrigate our growth.
quick
Happiness and trouble are always two inseparable souls, reflecting each other. Almost all people don't want trouble to follow them. As long as they are happy, they think that there is no trouble and happiness will always accompany them. Some people think.
There is no happiness in the world. Fate plays tricks on them all the time, and their minds are full of troubles that make them unable to imagine happiness. But I don't think so. The creator created two poles of things: light and darkness, black and white, and justice.
Evil ... only happiness and trouble can make us grow up without regrets.
Did you miss the joy of growing up?
After a year in a hurry, the clock struck zero and I grew up again.
Counting the happy events of the past year, I really can't remember at first. Think again? Got it! It's fun to participate in military training at school! The school organized an autumn outing and had a good time! I also went to a concert, which was really exciting.
Heart! Also, every time I do my homework, the speed is always twice as fast as that of other students, who haven't finished it yet. I'm already reading extracurricular books! And the time when the competition won the prize; When making new friends; When you receive gifts on holidays.
Wait ... think about it, in such a short year, I have added so many shining stars to my growth record. This is not the literary knowledge that can be learned by "learning the sea without limits", nor can it be learned by Olympiad Mathematics.
The problem-solving ideas I have realized are as sweet as candy. I still have unyielding stubbornness and naughty rebellion, eager to catch up with the pace of growth and seize the brilliant years.
I giggled at the thought. I didn't slip away from the joy of growing up, but I got it all. I am as satisfied as candy and can't wait to go to my next destination.
Growing pains, is it joy or sadness?
each
Everything has its shortcomings, and it is this shortcoming that makes it truly perfect. It is trouble that makes the colorful road to growth better. Growing up means saying goodbye to the past, everything I miss and never giving up. Childhood memories have no aftertaste.
Poverty, everything makes us happy and moves us. When we grow up, dolls, ice cream and merry-go-round will be left behind by us. I suddenly woke up from my dream and cried for my mother. My mother said, I
When I grow up, I want to be independent and can't rely on others anymore. When my partners grow up with me, I find that they don't understand me more and more and often speak ill of me. Teachers don't care about me as much as before, but they are increasing.
I don't understand ... I've experienced a lot of things that I'm afraid of and hate. I don't understand why so many people are against me. My troubles are numerous and unreasonable, but it is this kind of trouble that makes me understand what happiness can't give me.
Knowledge: being strong, understanding and tolerant ... just like a cup of tea, it tastes bitter at first and has endless aftertaste.
The pace of growth continues, there is no turning back, and there is no need to turn back. Only by knowing that you can't grow twice can you grow up well and live up to the years. Whether it is happiness or trouble, it irrigates my growth and is the nutrition I need!