Pictures of field gentlemen

Still life is the beauty of solidification, and moving scenery is the beauty of flow. Straight lines are smooth beauty, while curves are euphemistic beauty. A noisy city is a prosperous beauty, and a quiet country is an elegant beauty.

My hometown also has its unique and charming beauty. It is a poetic and dreamlike beauty. What I like best is that ordinary but elegant field.

In the early spring, everything recovers, competing for fragrance and competing for beauty. When passing by the field, there was a fragrant breeze that blew my skirt and cuffs and broke my heart. Graceful weeping willows in the field also fiddled with flowing long hair with the wind. The flowers dotted in the field set off the blue sky and white clouds, and the green water and grass made the field more charming.

In midsummer, the sun is like fire, beautiful and charming. When I was wandering in the fields, colorful butterflies and hardworking bees were rare. I found some interesting cicadas. Sit under a big tree, usually in the field. The scenery is so charming: there are several birds on the green grass, and the slender rape flowers seem to be holding a party. This cluster, that cluster, with the cicada singing and the breeze, rhythmically swings the beautiful dance and exudes charming fragrance. A few sunflowers in the distance are facing the scorching sun, giving the brightest smiles. In this case, the summer heat was driven away.

Autumn is fruitful and fragrant. When I walked into the field, Yuan Ye was competing to open up. Red, yellow and pink compete for beauty. Some are as polite as gentlemen; Some people are as arrogant as kings; Some are as shy as teenage girls. Some of them stand out from the crowd, others stand out from the crowd ... colorful and varied, which makes me linger. The orchard is full of fruits and full of fragrance.

In winter, the proud snow and frost are white and flawless. Inadvertently saw the beautiful scenery of the field, and the trees in the distance were dressed in festive costumes, like pure "angels". Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, swaying with the wind, covering the fields with a veil, and there is a hazy beauty when you look around. I feel very comfortable in a clean and white world. No matter how much trouble and sadness, it will be washed away without a trace.

Beauty pervades every corner of this field.

I love my hometown and this beautiful field more!