This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.

Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.

Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.

Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

2, "Le Garden Scenic Area" Tang Li Shangyin

In the evening, I was unhappy and drove to Gu.

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.

3, "Tianjingsha Qiu Si" Ma Yuan Zhiyuan

Dead vines, old trees, faint crows,

Small bridges and flowing water,

The ancient road and the west wind are thin.

The sun went down,

Heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

4. Jing Tian Shayuan Qiubaipu

The sunset in the lonely village, the light smoke from the old tree in the west of Western jackdaw, and the shadow of Hong Fei. Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.

5, "Tianjingsha Winter" Bai Yuan Pu

On a winter evening, as soon as the city gate came out, a crescent moon hung in the air and flowed slowly with the front of the snow-capped mountains. Bamboo fence and the hut in the fence, in an obscure village, are quiet and harmonious.

It's almost six o'clock now, riding on this empty road, the sun scatters his last glory to the world.

I can't help stepping on the brakes and feeling the last sunshine of the day.

The whole space turned red and there was sunshine everywhere. Even I, a nobody, can get the care of the sun.

Feel carefully and think carefully.

How many people can cherish this warm light? The dying old man, the newborn crying baby, the residual red of the sunset, dazzling and brilliant.

I rode my bike and continued along the footsteps of the sunset. I don't ride fast enough to feel his seriousness

I keep riding, and he keeps walking, but he always heads for the mountain.

Always riding, passing the surrounding trees and night lights.

But I don't care about anything else. I have been riding and riding. I found that the sun seemed to be fading slowly, and I was almost home. Is today's journey over? At that time, I was not too persistent, but I was a little unwilling.

This planted a small seed in my heart.

I am about to graduate now, but my grades are not satisfactory.

Thinking about tired parents at home makes me feel uncomfortable.

Sometimes I even think of death. On graduation day, I came to the school lawn and lay on it with a grass in my mouth.

I thought for a long time and the sky turned red again. The sun kissed the western hills, but it was still brilliant. I stood up and looked at the sun in the western hills with tears in my eyes.

Yes, I can't give up. I still have strength. I will succeed.

Believe it, Sun, I will catch up with you.

I like the dusk in the country, not only because of its charming charm, but also because it is full of rich life breath.

The river is so quiet at dusk that the sunset turns it red.

Under the blowing of the evening breeze, there are countless ripples on the river, floating gently like red silk.

Several old people are fishing leisurely by the river.

On the country road, the children bathed in the afterglow of the sunset and drove the flocks of cattle and sheep home.

Lovely lambs and lively calves spread happiness heartily.

Several naughty children rode on the back of the cow, humming country tunes; Some children are driving those cattle and sheep with whips.

The songs and calls of "Cleisthenes" and "Baa Baa" constitute a beautiful "pastoral", and together with the sunset glow, they are on a small road full of local flavor.

The farmyard surrounded by poplars is even more fascinating.

The afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the red brick and blue tile house through the dense branches and leaves, giving it a layer of Huang Cancan color.

What a beautiful country dusk! Its charming music is like a beautiful picture.

I like the dusk in this country!

You should write more than 400 words about specific facts. Dusk means that the day is coming to an end. Sunset sets on the other side of the country mountain, like a drunk with a red face, reflecting the water and the sky half red and half gold.

The countryside is quiet and beautiful.

Touched by the evening breeze, the grass fluttered and rested.

The birds are singing and getting ready for bed.

Only the flowers are full of energy and are dressing up for the "concert in the evening"! They put red light on their faces as rouge. In an instant, they turned into red faces.

They use the golden light as a long skirt and wrap it around their slender waist.

They borrowed a spray from the little black brother and painted it on their colorful heads. Sister Liu couldn't help but take off the bow on her head and gently distribute a bunch of shows into the river to freshen up.

The river stopped breathing and flowed quietly, and the water lilies in the river closed their eyes. Look, there are still beads of water on her eyelashes! The little fish in the river has disappeared. It must have gone home! Several old people who have been sticking to the river are now taking a nap.

Only a few leaves drift leisurely on the river, like a boat.

Isn't "sailing on the blue waves and people traveling in the illustrated world" a description of the scene before us? The village is really lively at this time! You see, every household has lights on, just like thousands of lanterns.

Smoke billowed from the chimneys of every household, compared with the cooked food.

In the distance, it is the laughter of children, the symphony of flowers and birds, and the crisp cry of babies ... Night has quietly come, and a bright moon is hanging in the sky, telling stories to the stars!

Urgent for an essay on "Country Dusk"! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Quick, quick, quick ... What a beautiful article ~ You can copy a paragraph or two ~ The vibrant spring is lovely, the summer with flowers is charming, the Mid-Autumn Festival with fruit fragrance is worthy of praise, and the winter wrapped in silver in the north is really spectacular.

However, I love the dusk in the countryside, not only because of its intoxicating charm, but also because it is full of rich flavor of life. When the sunset scatters its afterglow on the earth, the countryside under the brilliant afterglow is full of poetry and painting, and people's lives here are more fulfilling.

The river is so comfortable at dusk, and the red sunset makes the river red.

Touched by the evening breeze, the river has numerous ripples, flowing gently like HongLing.

A few fallen leaves drifted leisurely into the distance in the water.

Several old people are fishing by the river.

Don't have fun on country roads.

The children bathed in the afterglow of the sunset and hurried home with flocks of cattle and sheep.

Lovely lamb and lively calf are playing behind their mother.

Several naughty children sat on the back of the cow humming country tunes; Some children also use whips to drive away those naughty cattle and sheep.

Singing and singing, Cleisthenes and Baa Baa composed a beautiful "Pastoral", which was scattered along this path full of local flavor with the sunset and sunset glow.

In the fields, there is a soft sunset glow rising in Ran Ran, and the red glow is like colored satin, which is smeared on the sky and spread on the ground, and the smiling faces of people who have worked all day are more rosy.

They looked at Huang Chengcheng and the golden fields, and the fatigue of the day disappeared.

The farmyard surrounded by poplars is even more fascinating.

The afterglow of the sunset shone through the dense trees on this red brick and blue tile house, giving it a layer of Huang Cancan color.

Plumes of smoke rose from the chimney.

There are white clouds in the sky, and the fresh air is refreshing. Several swallows are catching insects in the air.

Chickens, ducks and geese on the ground are walking in front of the door for food.

When the last sunset faded, the whole village was shrouded in dusk, and the lights of thousands of households flickered slightly, setting off a beautiful and quiet night.

People are immersed in this quiet atmosphere.

What a beautiful country night! Like charming music, like a magnificent picture.

Some people say that the sunset is short, but its brilliance can cover the sky and spread all over the earth. In the evening, I went out for a walk, and a beam of sunshine shone on my face. I looked up. What a beautiful sunset! It seems that the sunset doesn't want people to see its beautiful appearance. I keep stabbing people in the eye with my sword. I looked down and rubbed my eyes. I will look at it later, and the color of its clouds has been changing, from red sandalwood to rose red, from white to pear yellow. It is really colorful. The shape of the cloud is unpredictable: sometimes it wobbles like a beautiful fairy. Sometimes like a tall giant, waving a powerful fist; Sometimes, I am like a cute little goat, playing with a small horn. It's like a ballet is on. I was intoxicated by the charming scenery. Slowly, the sun was covered by the accumulated dark clouds. It seems that someone accidentally knocked over the ink bottle, and Sun is not to be outdone. It radiates light and gilts the dark clouds with gold. Slowly, the sun set on the hillside. The sky is still red. It seems to be on fire. When night comes, can dawn be far behind? You can see a beautiful day after sunset. In the morning, I got up early to watch the sunrise. At this time, the sun has not yet come out, and it is very dark around. Slowly, the east lights up. Maybe the sun is a shy princess, but before her face is exposed, she has pulled up the colorful veil and watched the morning glow dye the sky colorful. First of all, pink and crimson are unpredictable. The sun finally poked out half its head from the horizon. It's a little bright around, too. Gradually, the sun finally jumped out completely, and thousands of rays of sunlight shone on the earth through the leaves, weaving a very colorful and beautiful picture. I marvel at this beauty, no matter sunrise or sunset, everything is so beautiful! Time is slipping away, but my heart is still surging. I look forward to the future. Everything is changing, but everything is beautiful. There is no shortage of beauty in this world. The key is to have a pair of eyes of discovery, as long as you can look at the world with an optimistic attitude. The world is beautiful. You can make some changes and add some words at the beginning and end!

The composition describing the pastoral scenery "cicada is quiet in the forest, Tonamiyama is more secluded" whether the tranquility makes you clear your heart; Whether the leisure of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely" makes you yearn for it.

Boating in the mountains and rivers, reciting poems at the bow, and running in the wheat fields without cliffs.

In my heart, I feel free.

Yes, it is the breath of nature, the fragrance of return.

? Rushing around the city, lost in the noise of neon lights, our steps become hurried, our thoughts become indifferent, we are dazzled by the colorful complexity, and gradually we begin to get lost, don't know the way ahead, and follow the busy crowd closely.

? Occasionally, people who are half awake will stop in a hurry to meditate, then abandon this seemingly prosperous but empty self, carry their own bags and choose to embark on their own journey.

Return to the countryside, return to the post of the soul.

? So, you, Mr. Wu Liu, plant a few chrysanthemums, hide leisurely in the countryside, feel the tranquility of the mountains and rivers, and listen to the beauty and purity of the countryside with an adaptive heart.

? You, San Mao, are looking for the flowing water of the small bridge in the south of the Yangtze River, listening to the soft words of Wu Nong, patting the clear lake, and the refreshing share of the rural areas in the south of the Yangtze River.

You walk along the rain lane with a green slate and an oil-paper umbrella, and the sweetness is naturally unknown. Only in Jiangnan, watching the sunset and the spring rain, can you have it.

? You, Shen Congwen, walked into the friendly Xiangxi and listened to the melodious songs coming from the lake beside the mountain.

The gurgling sound of water is accompanied by the creaking sound of oars. You stand by the lake and close your eyes. It's quiet, real and calm.

And the real smile of the girl who picked Saxifraga. People's busy and happy cries are enough to make people believe that the countryside is the source of beauty and a paradise for people's lives.

? Search, search, the post of the soul, the country of freedom-the countryside.

? You are quiet in rainy season, lively in frog, happy in wheat wave, warm in cold snow, cooking a stove and drinking hot soup. We talk about this year's harvest and hope for next year's harvest. We tasted the joy of this year, and the whole world was talking about it.

This kind of warmth only belongs to this simple village, and this kind of happiness only belongs to the people living in it.

? Feel the country, that pool of clear water, that cicada; Feel the country, that simple smile, free words; Feel the countryside, the romance in the rain, and the tranquility after the rain.

? Approaching the countryside, you will gain a lot and feel a lot. Let your heart bathe in the brightest sunshine, let your feet set foot on the truest land and look around. The direction in which the sun rises is my dream! ? ...

A sunset composition is urgently needed. 500 words are full of vitality and spring scenery is attractive. The flowery summer is charming, the fruity Mid-Autumn Festival is worthy of praise, and the northern winter wrapped in silver is really spectacular.

However, I love the dusk in the countryside, not only because of its intoxicating charm, but also because it is full of rich flavor of life. When the sunset scatters its afterglow on the earth, the countryside under the brilliant afterglow is full of poetry and painting, and people's lives here are more fulfilling.

The river is so comfortable at dusk, and the red sunset makes the river red.

Touched by the evening breeze, the river has numerous ripples, flowing gently like HongLing.

A few fallen leaves drifted leisurely into the distance in the water.

Several old people are fishing by the river.

Don't have fun on country roads.

The children bathed in the afterglow of the sunset and hurried home with flocks of cattle and sheep.

Lovely lamb and lively calf are playing behind their mother.

Several naughty children sat on the back of the cow humming country tunes; Some children also use whips to drive away those naughty cattle and sheep.

Singing and singing, Cleisthenes and Baa Baa composed a beautiful "Pastoral", which was scattered along this path full of local flavor with the sunset and sunset glow.

In the fields, there is a soft sunset glow rising in Ran Ran, and the red glow is like colored satin, which is smeared on the sky and spread on the ground, and the smiling faces of people who have worked all day are more rosy.

They looked at Huang Chengcheng and the golden fields, and the fatigue of the day disappeared.

The farmyard surrounded by poplars is even more fascinating.

The afterglow of the sunset shone through the dense trees on this red brick and blue tile house, giving it a layer of Huang Cancan color.

Plumes of smoke rose from the chimney.

There are white clouds in the sky, and the fresh air is refreshing. Several swallows are catching insects in the air.

Chickens, ducks and geese on the ground are walking in front of the door for food.

When the last sunset faded, the whole village was shrouded in dusk, and the lights of thousands of households flickered slightly, setting off a beautiful and quiet night.

People are immersed in this quiet atmosphere.

What a beautiful country night! Like charming music, like a magnificent picture.

I like the sunset, because it is beautiful, not inferior to the sunrise at all.

The sky is still clear, Wan Li, very blue.

In a blink of an eye, the sun is a little dark, and it gets dark slowly.

I knew that the sun would set in the west, and I stared at it.

Sure enough, after a while, the sun became redder and redder.

Red is Zhen Hong, but there is no light.

The sun seems to be carrying a heavy load and setting slowly step by step. Finally, it sank to the top of the tree, and the color was lovely red.

Sometimes when the sun goes into the clouds, a rosy glow appears on the horizon. Its light surges in the clouds, and the magnificent flame cloud slowly expands its scope and renders everything around it.

At this time, the sun has set.

It closed its sword, with dazzling light, like a shy red-faced girl, and made a soft halo around it.

The cloudless sky in Wan Li used to be light blue, like a clear lake, but now it is getting bluer and bluer, just like a painter deepens it layer by layer with a blue brush.

The sky around it presents pleasant yellow and purple.

At this time, the continuous mountains embedded in the horizon reflect glittering golden light under the setting sun, which is particularly beautiful, like a beautiful picture scroll.

I can't help but sigh: the scenery before sunset is so beautiful! How beautiful! After a while, the sun suddenly turned red, emitting dazzling red light to the sky, mountains and the earth.

The sunset glow around it is constantly expanding and changing the brocade-brilliant red, bright red, orange red, pink and purple ... colorful and beautiful.

In an instant, it occupied more than half of the day, like a gorgeous brocade spread out.

At this time, the sun's face became redder.

It walked behind the western hills with great joy, leaving only the red light on the horizon.

Finally, it jumped up happily and disappeared behind the mountain.

When dusk comes, the mountains are blurred.

I still stare at the sky, and my heart has been intoxicated with the wonders of the sunset for a long time.

Friends, do you know where my hometown is? To tell the truth, my hometown is a city where I live in spring-Xichang, China Aerospace City.

Xichang is a place with good mountains, good waters and good people.

The fertile land, warm climate and abundant rainfall here are very suitable for the growth of various crops, especially rice.

The vast, beautiful and rich Xichang bazi is also known as the "second granary in Sichuan".

Coupled with the four-class famous Qionghai and Lushan scenic spots, Xichang has become a famous tourist attraction! Here I just want to introduce the rural areas of Xichang to you! We children who live in cities always feel that there are tall buildings, wide and clean streets, beautiful and wide squares, supermarkets and shopping malls rich in goods ... some look down on the vast countryside and countryside! What impressed me most was that every year when the school organized a spring outing, especially during the winter and summer vacations, my parents would take me to Lushan and travel around Qionghai.

Or visit relatives and friends in the countryside.

Ah! When I arrived in the suburbs, I always felt that everything was exceptionally fresh, the water was exceptionally clear, the sky was exceptionally blue, the trees were exceptionally green, and the air was exceptionally fresh.

It makes people feel particularly refreshed and not tired at all.

My friend, when we walked into the countryside of Xichang, everything revived in spring, and it was pink and green.

Winter jasmine is in full bloom, and Yin Yan flies from the south ... It's a scene of spring.

In summer, everything is thriving, flowers are in full bloom, and the seedlings in the rice fields are green, just like laying a green carpet on the ground.

The orchard is full of lush foliage, fruits and vitality ... In autumn, the rice in the rice ball is golden yellow, as if laying a golden carpet on the rice field, which looks particularly dazzling from a distance.

Pomegranates in the orchard show round smiles.

Persimmon trees are covered with many small red lanterns, which seem to convey the good news of harvest to people, and farmers' uncles are all smiling.

Ah! Friends, cities, villages and villages are very different. After studying, let's step out of the city and go to the countryside to enjoy the beautiful scenery of nature, pay off the fresh air and broaden our horizons! The scenery in the countryside is a beautiful picture. Their customs are quite different from ours. Their customs have their own characteristics. Let me tell you something about the countryside I saw! When I was eight years old, my grandparents and I went to an ancient village. It is not only a village, but also a tourist attraction. Many people either saw the scenery there, painted there, painted there, or recorded the beautiful scenery here! Houses in rural areas are very remote, similar to those in ancient rural areas. Every household has a small ditch that flows at any time. He is the artery of these houses.

The willows there are also very charming. Look at that long weeping willow, it really looks like Miss Liu's braid, so tender and smooth! Pink and white lotus flowers are very beautiful.

From time to time, several dragonflies landed on the lotus. This scene suddenly reminds me of a poem, in which there is a sentence: "Excellent talents show sharp corners, and dragonflies stand on them."

Lotus is beautiful, the lake is magical, and there is a clear lake that is spiritual. From 7 am to 8 am, people can drink water. If you taste it carefully, you can taste a little sweetness. I can make women kneel on the slate and beat clothes from 4 pm to 5 pm. Now I have seen some women beating clothes! There are many painters by the lake. Willow reflected on the lake, and the lake turned green. Lotus is reflected on the lake, and the lake is rich; Dragonflies are reflected on the lake, and the lake becomes cheerful! Ah! I seem to be intoxicated in this beautiful country. It's really "the ship sails on the blue waves, and people travel in the picture world"! 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 fun 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!

400 girls who entered the flower season with sunset birds in the Woods stood in the autumn wind, and the sunset in late autumn dyed the western sky red. Fallen leaves covered the earth, flowers and trees withered everywhere, and lonely geese in the sky whined, breaking the silence between heaven and earth.

The water level in the river has dropped a lot, and the river has become turbid, with dead branches and leaves deposited in it.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the woman who washes clothes by the river has become a vicissitudes woman, and her eyes are full of shadows.

There was a dead silence around, and the sound of washing clothes was out of harmony with the surrounding humidity.

Willow struggled to insert branches into the water, trying to keep the leaves away from people's water, but Ye Er didn't want to stay, and gracefully rotated with the waves.

Girls grow up and have their own ideas.

I don't talk to my mother when I encounter difficulties, let alone solve them, but I choose to face them alone, despite the scars.

A girl in her mother's eyes is no longer innocent.

This autumn, there is a trace of desolation.

In the eyes of girls, mothers can't understand themselves. She is a stubborn and backward woman.

Fresh rural life, messy rural houses and indecent environment are all the old features 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 in a rural 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.

Please indicate the source for reprinting. What are the representative works of ancient poetry describing sunset, sunset glow and cooking smoke in rural areas?