The beautiful scenery of the countryside 300 words 1 The countryside is the memory of our childhood, and it is also the place that makes me feel most cordial.
When I entered the village entrance, the first thing I saw was rows of haystacks. Don't look, it's dirty and damp. This is a playground for rural children! At noon, several children get together, play hide-and-seek in the haystack and make a room to sleep. There will always be happy laughter in the pile.
Entering the village, countless houses of different sizes crowded together in groups. Although crowded together, they are still separated by a small river. The tinkling sound of the river, coupled with the cheerful chirp of chickens when they find food. Synthesized a beautiful melodious music.
Rural people, food and drink are all earned by their own efforts. It is indispensable in the fields and countryside. On the rows of soft land, life is gestating. Farmers come from time to time to loosen the soil, water and fertilize. Others are holding hoes and pears, trying to open up new fields and grow more food to benefit the villagers.
The most unique thing about rural people is their enthusiasm. As long as someone comes to his house as a guest, no matter who it is, everyone will cook and entertain. If the guests stay there for the night, the countryman will help you prepare your bed in advance, because the countryman is very poor and the beds you sleep in are all made of wooden boards and hard. People in the countryside are afraid that you are uncomfortable, and they will lay a cushion for you to sleep in peace.
Rural beauty 300 words 2 came to my uncle's house in the countryside, and a kind of natural beauty appeared in front of me, feeling so kind and comfortable!
Everything is so quiet and serene, without the noise of the city, the pollution of automobile exhaust, and the movement of noisy people, everything is so harmonious and relaxed.
Walking on the narrow ridge in the country is like stepping on a soft green carpet. The green seedlings in the rice fields on both sides greedily enjoy the sunshine bath, absorb the nutrients of the earth and grow luxuriantly. As soon as I closed my eyes, all these budding ears of wheat turned into golden rice. A breeze blew, and my mood suddenly became more elegant than ever.
In the evening, the sunset releases the last ray of sunshine, making the rice fields more beautiful. Although my eyes are full of green, this kind of green really makes me sigh: this is not only a symbol of vitality, but also the harmonious beauty of everything. I don't know when the sound of "croak" broke the quiet world. Suddenly, the field was very lively, and the voice of "Gung, Gung-"was heard. Sometimes they sing solo, sometimes they sing in chorus and sometimes they play symphonies. Frogs come and go, echoing each other, singing louder and louder, floating in every corner of the mountain village.
Lying in bed, quietly listening to the masterpieces of these young singers, this is an original ecological concert, with thousands of musicians performing and singing their favorite music. This beautiful lullaby is something I have never heard before. This is the most unforgettable night of my life.
Ah, beautiful country, I love you!
Beautiful rural scenery The countryside is my favorite place to go. If someone asks me, do you like the city or the countryside, I will choose the countryside without hesitation. My grandfather lives in the country, where the beautiful scenery will feast your eyes.
In spring, everything recovers and the grass slowly sticks its head out. The willows on the roadside have grown green branches, and swallows fly back from the south in droves and sing on the branches or eaves, as if to say, "Spring is coming, spring is coming!" " "
In summer, the wheat is mature, the ears are long, the grains are full and golden. Strawberries are big and red, which are particularly attractive against the green leaves. Green watermelon, round green belly, green, is really a "green beauty" in summer. In the evening, farmers get together to talk about family life and happy things. Really happy. At night, sometimes you can see fireflies dancing!
Autumn is the harvest season. Red sorghum blushed with laughter, golden rice bent with laughter, corn grinned with laughter, and the farmer's uncle blossomed with laughter. "DuDu ... DuDu ..." The car was full of fruits: pears, corn, sorghum and rice. It went to the city to give the city people the joy of harvest.
In winter, it snows everywhere, and everything is wrapped in silver. Walking along the path, you can see children running out of the house, holding small shovels, getting together to make snowmen, have snowball fights and play various games, which makes the snow dolls on one side full of vitality.
In the countryside, no matter what time and season, there is a beautiful landscape "painting".
A beautiful day in the country is beautiful.
In the morning, before the sun fully rises, it has already issued a brilliant red light, revealing only half of its face. The white clouds in Fiona Fang are dyed red, as if painted with pigment, like a red face, watery and very lovely. The mountain seat in the distance is tall and straight. From a distance, there are mountains outside the mountains and trees outside the trees. Only green is connected with green, crystal clear. The water reflects the green hills. The flowers are beautiful, and there are fish and shrimp in the water!
The noon sun is poisonous, but it still can't stop the enthusiasm of the farmer's uncle to work. Walking on the ridge of the field, facing the breeze, it is refreshing at once. Farmers in Tanaka waved hoes to reclaim wasteland, and from time to time, a few rough folk songs came from the distance. Not far from the stream, there are several children swimming, backstroke and breaststroke. Some of them even pull up their pants and run to the river to catch small fish and shrimp. ...
In the afternoon, the adults went to work in the fields, and the children were not idle. One by one, they ran to the soil slope to dig holes, catch fish and beat mud. They were tired of playing and shouted that they were hungry. I don't know who's calling. Everyone got together and collected Mao Mao Zhen and thorn moss. Everyone Qi Xin joined forces and quickly picked up the whole bamboo basket. When we are full, everyone doesn't want to play anymore. They are all lying on the grass, resting with their eyes closed. Grass is as soft as a sponge and more comfortable than a bed at home. Everyone is lying on the grass, dreaming about the future. ...
At night, the stars in the sky blinked naughtily, and the smoke from the kitchen chimney floated on the roofs of several families and spread leisurely.
Although living in a bustling city, I have a special liking for rural scenery. Fresh air, blue sky, how beautiful!
The morning in the country is particularly beautiful, the sky is high and the air is particularly fresh. How comfortable I am breathing the fragrance of the earth! It's an honor. For a while. At dawn, people worked in the fields with tools on their backs for a long time. The green crops make up a beautiful picture.
At noon, the countryside was sweltering, and cicadas sang listlessly in the trees: "cicadas … cicadas …" as if to say, "It's hot, it's hot." The tree rolled around its beautiful leaves and the bird fell asleep.
The night view of the country is also charming! Green fields; The yellow-flowered rape is covered with a layer of "white gauze". The working people have also moved home. Some are driving cows on country roads, and the cows are twisting their heavy tails. How lovely! Others walk home with a smile on their faces with the fruits of a day's labor.
Ah! The scenery of the country, you are really a beautiful picture! How I like you!
Beautiful rural scenery 300-word composition 6 What a beautiful rural scenery, wisps of faint morning fog float in the blue sky like ribbons, and the two ends of the ribbons are tied to distant mountains and nearby farmers respectively.
Under the sunshine, the terraced fields built by the mountains dress up the barren hills like ladders. It seems that you can go to the blue sky with a ladder. The golden rice in the paddy field reflects the sky and illuminates the deep mountains like a mirror.
Look, the shepherd is driving the sheep to the hillside to eat grass! The mountains are covered with green grass, and he wants to feed all the sheep. The sheep are full and basking in the sun on the grass. The shepherd boy sat on the stone, took out his favorite flute and blew it. Melodious flute echoed on the hillside.
Farmers, some pull pears; Some carry water to water and fertilize vegetables; Some people take hoes to clear weeds in the fields ... they are always laughing or singing folk songs. When the sun went down, they all went home. In a short time, plumes of smoke emerged from the farmhouse, slowly and slowly dispersed, intertwined with patches of Xia Hong, like a group of fairies. Play a symphony with birds singing, so that those farmers who have worked hard all day can wash away their fatigue. They simply moved the tables and chairs out of the room and began to eat in a big way.
The rosy clouds on the horizon, the evening breeze and the birds flying home in the sky depict an idyllic scenery in harmony with rural people.
In mid-autumn, I went to my grandmother's house and saw the beautiful scenery of the mountain village.
Early in the morning, when I opened the door, a dreamlike scenery appeared in front of me. The breeze blows across the fields, and the heavy rice is as shy and silent as a newly married daughter-in-law.
We arrived at the fish pond along the winding path. The little fish is still sleeping. When they turned around, the opposite mountain was like a face that had just woken up and had not opened its sleepy eyes, shyly covered with a thin veil.
At noon, the mountains are still looming, and the fish are awake, jumping around in the water as if to say hello to everyone. Birds fly freely in the blue sky. In the afternoon, the timid mountain gradually unveiled its hazy veil. Grandma kindly told me: "Although the rice has not been harvested, it is ready to sow beans. This is called sowing early beans. " I squatted quietly by the field, thinking.
At night, the sun can be sent home without the block of tall buildings, and the sun sets slowly and gradually.
In the evening, the sun goes home and takes over in February. The stars blinked and listened to the story told by Sister Moon. How wonderful it is for the watchdog to bark on a quiet night!
When I left, I was fascinated by this beautiful night scene and couldn't bear to leave.
Some people like the bustling city, some people like the pure blue sea, some people like the magnificent mountains ... I should be different because I yearn for the quiet countryside.
The countryside in May is fresh and green. The trees are green, the grass is green and the vast fields are greener. Even the small vegetable garden is surrounded by green at this time.
Let's talk about the vegetable garden first! When I came to the vegetable garden, I saw green and fat watermelons all over the ground. There are all kinds of fresh seasonal vegetables in the garden, green as jade and green as agate. It all looks very refreshing!
Come to the river, close your eyes and take a deep breath and feel the fresh air. The trees by the river are green, and so are the grass. All this is reflected in the river, making it green.
Walking in the country lanes, you will always see some chickens, ducks and sheep swaggering past the front and back of the house when you come to the door of the farmer's house. If you are lucky, you will also see hens and chicks foraging nearby. The cooing of hens and the chirping of chickens set each other off, which is warm and natural.
The sky in the countryside seems bluer than the sky in the city. Looking up, it is the blue sky. The sky is always covered with a few strange white clouds. Some clouds are like sheep, some clouds are like horses, some clouds are like cats, some clouds are like birds, and some clouds are like chubby white caterpillars!
The scenery in the countryside is so fresh and natural. I like the beautiful scenery in the countryside. What about you?
Rural beauty fourth grade composition 300 words 9 "Night, beautiful scenery, spring breeze, fragrant flowers and plants." Mud melts into swallows, sand warms Yuanyang to sleep. "The pastoral scenery is picturesque!
The hills in the country are full of vitality.
At dawn, just as the sun smiled, the cock began to crow. We took bamboo baskets to dig bamboo shoots in the mountains. Picking bamboo shoots on the mountain, the most anticipated thing is to have a spring rain first, because there are many mushrooms after the rain. Just after a spring rain, all the bamboo shoots in the mountains came out, smiling as if to say, "Come and pick me!" " "So, we picked up a shovel and dug up. 1、2、3……69、70、7 1! Wow, 7 1! What a good harvest today!
The rivers in this country are clear and beautiful.
The river is crystal clear, like a transparent belt, stretching into the distance. Put your hand in the water, it's cold and comfortable! Fish and shrimp swim freely in the water, as if they don't care about us at all. There are also some ducks swimming around on the water. Even if women are making clothes, they are never surprised, because they know that people will not hurt them. Winter in the river is also very fun. When the river freezes, we will take out our skates and sneak freely on the ice. When we slide to the thinner part of the ice, we will plop down. Although it's a little cold, we can catch two big ice fish. Not bad!
The scenery in the countryside is picturesque and the life in the countryside is colorful. I like the beautiful scenery in the country!
The beautiful scenery of the countryside 300-word composition 10 The morning in the countryside is very quiet, without the noise of the city. In the morning, everything wakes up from a deep sleep, and people kick their legs, stretch their waist and start a day's work.
Summer is here, and the sky in the countryside is so blue. In the field, the early rice is ripe. At first glance, it was golden yellow, and a warm wind blew and rustled, like bending down to thank the hardworking farmer's uncle. And late rice is just a young crop. At the end of this yellow-green field, from a distance, it is a winding, glass-clear ribbon river! There is a neat row of willows on the river bank, with a gentle breeze and elegant posture. At night, groups of children float, swim, play and flap in the river. ...
Across the river, there is a pond. There are many lotus leaves in the pond, dense and dense. From the aerial view, it looks like a treasure jade embedded in black soil. Just as the green leaves appeared to people, the lotus flower on the side was also anxious, knocking Baoyu out of a small mouth and sticking its head out. Close your eyes and feel carefully. I only feel that there is a faint fragrance in the pond, which is distributed in the air, filling my nasal cavity and refreshing.
At night, the stars twinkle in the sky. The bright moonlight filled the whole village and people fell asleep. Only fireflies are still in the dark, giving off a faint light. ...