Rural copywriting sentences

Rural copywriting sentences (55 selected sentences) 1. Autumn is here, the harvest season. Whether it is crops in pots or on the ground, it is a gratifying sight. Chinese cabbage and Chinese cabbage have their leaves rolled up, like an Arhat with his head shrunk, squatting there, just waiting for you to harvest. There are also loofahs and lentils planted in the four corners of the wall. They are all climbing up the wall, holding the vines and intertwining with the branches outside the wall. Looking up from the bottom, there are loofahs hanging one by one and strings of lentils hanging. Everyone says that autumn rain is annoying, but when it rains and you come here and see a green world with drops of water, you will feel that the scenery is more charming, and autumn rain is also lovely. When you are filled with admiration, you must be thinking of the owner of the garden. They are hardworking and capable, as simple and beautiful as the autumn rain and autumn fruits. 2. Seriousness and coldness are the common feelings people have towards winter. But my small courtyard is seeing life in the neglect. Isn't it? The orange trees that had harvested their fruits were still green. There are also osmanthus trees accompanying it. Aren’t those flat and carefully cultivated vegetable beds pregnant with expectations for the coming year? When it snows heavily, this is another small world made of pink and jade. You will get spiritual cleansing and sublimation in this tranquility and purity. 3. There are often two cute little birds catching the tips of the willow trees by the river. Their eyes are facing each other, chirping and chirping, cuddling together with infinite tenderness. A pair of carps that came out for air in the morning took advantage of the mist to play happily, regardless of the old fisherman's envious and helpless gaze. 4. Clusters of trees are elegant and pure; clusters of dark tree shadows drag out the trees; patches of crops still stand neatly and proudly in the night. Bundles of lights came out of the farmhouse and gradually went out. 5. Next to the vegetable field is a corn field. The tall and straight corn stalks have grown to as high as a person, like rows of neat soldiers standing in the field; the corn has not yet matured, and the corn silk is still a light purple color, and the corn cobs are wrapped in several layers of green gauze. Looming among the broad green leaves, the breeze blows gently, and the corn leaves rustle. I stood beside the cornfield for a long time, and the vague fragrance of corn was intoxicating. 6. Grandma’s house in the countryside has a spacious house. Next to the house, there is always a melon stand lined with fresh green. There are some loofahs or cucumbers planted. The palm-shaped leaves are green, thick or light. Long vines snake along the bamboo frame and climb up to the roof. Although there are no green melons on the melon stands now, they still have different styles. Green leaves and curved vines decorate the entire house with uncarved natural lace. This kind of decoration is more friendly and simple than the stone lions in front of high-rise buildings in the city. 7. Under the gray and yellow sky. There are several desolate deserted villages lying far and near. 8. Days of heavy rain have made the river full of water. The tall poplar trees on the river bank have been washed by heavy rains, and their green leaves are wet. They become quiet after the rain, no longer paying attention to the breeze that comes from time to time. . The black tile roofs of the houses in the village were all covered with a faint layer of smoke. Occasionally, there would be a string of messy mud footprints extending from the depths of the fields to the outside of the bamboo fence at the door. There were several scarlet henna plants blooming in the fence. A sparrow fluttered its wet feathers and jumped around outside the fence. 9. In the countryside, there are even more out-of-season vegetables, with tender faces, and they begin to sing green under the moisture of the rain. Even through the fence, I can hear their cheers, clusters, clusters! 10. Cottages are dotted among the fruit trees, and smoke is curling up from cooking fires. Misty and unpredictable, with green trees, red walls, and black tiles, it is an idyllic southern rural scene. 11. Strings of corn and dried apples and dried peaches tied on strings hang along the wall like a confetti, mixed with many red peppers like decorations. 12. Oh, is spring coming? She arrived in a hurry with light steps. Old Man Winter seemed to be still paying attention to bringing something, but Miss Chun no longer allowed it. Take a closer look. Are there a few little green heads popping out of the flowerpot? Oh, those are the henna seeds that fell last summer. I closed my eyes and prayed silently: May this little creature thrive! When I opened my eyes, the peach tree had sprouted many new buds. The stems of the grapes are beginning to turn green, but the orange and willow trees still have the same appearance as before: green leaves, tender or tough branches. When looking elsewhere, there is a faint layer of green and yellow. I know that the seeds sown by my hard-working father are beginning to "compete for the upper reaches". If it's March, you will still see pink peach blossoms exposed outside the wall, which is very cute. Looking at it, the tree seems to be full of big and red peaches. 13. After living in the city for a long time, I still miss the country life, the friendly faces and customs; the river in front of the house, the fields, the mountains behind the house, the crop fields... thinking about it makes my heart warm! 14. Going further is a lotus pond. An acre of water is crowded with lotus leaves and lotus flowers of all sizes. The big lotus leaves are like a round fan, and the small ones are like copper coins. Some are quietly independent, and some are floating on the water, uneven but well-proportioned. After the rain, the lotus leaves are covered with water drops. When the breeze blows, the water drops are like grains. The lotus is rolling back and forth on the leaves like pearls, which is extremely cute; the lotus is in full bloom, almost transparent white, solemn, holy and beautiful, it is really "hibiscus comes out of clear water, and the carvings are naturally removed"; Song Dynasty Confucian Zhou Dunyi believed The lotus is "straight in the middle and straight to the outside, with no vines or branches, and its fragrance spreads far and wide. It can be viewed from a distance but not played with." If you taste it carefully, it is indeed true. The otherworldly qualities of the lotus are beyond the reach of other flowers.

15. In the orchard, the persimmons are yellow, like yellow lanterns, and the unripe oranges are green, swinging on the branches! 16. The small rivers are like blue ribbons wrapped around the endless green fields. In the distance, there are huts with simple shapes and harmonious colors. It is a beautiful and moving pastoral scenery! 17. There are ancient windmills. The windmill leaves are like outstretched wings, rotating in the wind, forming a unique scenery with the green grass and wild flowers, adding a magical color to this fairy tale world! 18. The fields are in sight. The forest is listening, and on the other side of the field, the village of Ponikov sits like an old lady, listening to everything that appears on the field, everything that can be heard and felt in the forest. Put it all in your pocket. 19. The gentle hillside is inlaid with patches of pink buckwheat fields, and the roadside is paved with green highland barley land. Fences made of logs follow the winding dirt road, leading to the primitive forest in the distance. Tibetan-style stilted buildings are scattered here and there. Distributed in an orderly manner on the roadside, in the light blue smoke of boiling milk tea, cattle and sheep appear and disappear... the whole atmosphere presents a medieval rural atmosphere. 20. The village is surrounded by long strips of cultivated land, and patches of gray fields. There are mesh-like paths between the fields, with pear and plum trees growing on the paths. 21. There is so much water in this place. As long as you stand in an open place, there will be a large or small river flowing into your eyes. 22. In the rural fields, what comes into view is either yellow or green. Yellow is the vast wheat field. In spring, they are green, a bit like cute grass, and like wearing green clothes; in summer, the wheat fields put on dazzling light yellow new clothes; each wheat stalk holds up plump ears, which is so cute . That green is on the vegetables. You see: cabbage, radish, potato, rapeseed, corn... they are all in front of your eyes. There is also a scarecrow in the middle of the field to scare the birds that steal the food! Red and purple are among the flowers on the edge of the field. Look, there are a few little bees happily buzzing in the flower core to collect honey. 23. Turning around the top of the mountain, a yellow mud wall is faintly exposed. The walls are covered with rice stalks. 24. Rural people always keep a few chickens in their homes. My grandma built a chicken coop in the yard and raised several chickens. Walking through the yard, you will definitely see a hen and her chicks running around. The rooster stands proudly, like a general in military parade, with high morale; and like a dutiful man protecting his family and home. 25. Strolling along the country roads, admiring the fields of cauliflower, pear and peach blossoms, experiencing the simple nature of the countryside, with a cup of tea and a cool mood, the countryside in March is a unique picture. 26. The mountains to the south are high and lush with trees. The precious white pine and red pine are all in one piece, lush, tall and tall, evergreen. 27. Oh, is spring coming? She arrived in a hurry with light steps. Old Man Winter seemed to be still paying attention to bringing something, but Miss Chun no longer allowed it. Take a closer look. Are there a few little green heads popping out of the flowerpot? Oh, those are the henna seeds that fell last summer. I closed my eyes and prayed silently: May this little creature thrive! When I opened my eyes, the peach tree had sprouted many new buds. The stems of the grapes are beginning to turn green, but the orange and willow trees still have the same appearance as before: green leaves, tender or tough branches. When looking elsewhere, there is a faint layer of green and yellow. I know that the seeds sown by my hard-working father are beginning to "compete for the upper reaches". If it's March, you will still see pink peach blossoms exposed outside the wall, which is very cute. Looking at it, the tree seems to be full of big and red peaches. 28. The tulip fields are blooming, the fragrance is bursting, and the windmills are spinning slowly. Is this a dream? 29. The seat of Huanglong Township Government is a small market town in a mountainous area, which is quite distinctive. The main residents of the township are Han Chinese who immigrated from the mainland. In order to adapt to the environment, they have long had obvious Tibetan characteristics in terms of housing construction and food, but their daily customs still maintain the habits of the Han people, forming a relatively unique folk custom. public sentiment. If tourists visit local farmhouses, they will usually receive warm hospitality, taste butter tea, drink a bowl of green tree wine, and then ride on the owner's tall horse to visit the mountain pastures, where they can fully appreciate the pastoral scenery here. 30. There are often two cute little birds catching the tips of the willow trees by the river. Their eyes are facing each other, chirping and chirping, cuddling with each other with infinite tenderness. A pair of carps that came out for air in the morning took advantage of the mist to play happily, regardless of the old fisherman's envious and helpless gaze. 31. The gentle hillside is inlaid with patches of pink buckwheat fields, and the roadside is paved with green highland barley land. Fences made of logs follow the winding dirt road, leading to the primitive forest in the distance. Tibetan-style stilted buildings are scattered here and there. Distributed in an orderly manner on the roadside, in the light blue smoke of boiling milk tea, cattle and sheep appear and disappear... the whole atmosphere presents a medieval rural atmosphere. 32. The beauty of the countryside lies in the fields. As we trotted onto the path beside the fields, the beautiful scenery of the fields came into view. There are cauliflowers blooming in the fields, colorful, like many colorful elves. The wind blows, and the colorful elves dance happily. From a distance, it looks like a colorful ocean with waves. In autumn, there is a good harvest scene in the fields. The ears of rice bend down with smiles, the sorghum blushes with shame, and the corn wears golden gauze and dances in the field... Look, the farmer uncle is busy harvesting, with a bright smile on his face. Overflowing with joy of harvest.

33. The moon in the night sky is like a shy little girl, shyly sticking out half of her head from behind a dark cloud, peeking out secretly. The stars are shining brightly. One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock. Bright, twinkling, naughty and childish eyes, yet full of mysterious wisdom. They seemed to see me and played a game of "hide and seek" with me. That dexterous body dazzled me. 34. The river at dusk is so peaceful. The bloody sunset dyes the river red. Under the caress of the evening breeze, the river makes countless ripples, flowing gently like strips of red silk. A few pieces of Fallen leaves float leisurely in the water into the distance. The glow fell inside, and the sun also fell inside, "plop, plop!" Several red and black fish jumped into the water, and the sun shattered! After a while, the sun was full again. 35. A gust of cool night wind passed by gently, like a pot of old wine, intoxicating the trees and bamboos behind the house and the crops in the fields. They swayed and made a cheerful and lively "rustle" sound. In the fields, the sounds of frogs and insects came and went, one wave after another, "croaking, croaking, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing", even fireflies carrying twinkling lanterns came to join in the fun. There were several dogs barking in the distance, and the bells under the cow's neck made a tinkling sound. How nice it sounded! This is a unique biological symphony. 36. There is no noise or busy traffic in the city. The countryside seems quiet and clean, and I can hear the clear calls of birds. Groups of sparrows chirped, and for a while they landed on the telephone poles, like notes on the staff. For a while, they jumped around on the branches and chirped, and for a while they flew around in the air, crossing paths. Beautiful arc... 37. Under the window, there is a large square field. Next to the road is a lush mango forest. At the end of the forest is a small stream, which can be said to be pitifully small. Using the water from this stream to irrigate the forest will work! Next to it is a large grassland, green grass, especially more beautiful in summer. Beautiful morning glories bloom on the grass, attracting beautiful colorful butterflies, which has a unique flavor of hometown. There is a farmhouse on the grass next to it. Whenever night falls, darkness shrouds the Tian Fang grid. The farmhouse turned on the lights, and the orange-red light was like a pair of magical eyes. 38. The night is very late, and the beautiful moon is flying in the sky. The children's laughter has disappeared, but every house is brightly lit. What are people doing? People are eating moon cakes and admiring the moon. The moon seems to have magic power, and even the restless hearts of children calm down. The old people are looking at the moon and silently making their wishes. 39. The sky is completely dark, and the moon rises slowly from the east, although it is very white and beautiful. But the children's screams and shouts made Sister Moon very shy. So she hid. She would come out again in the dead of night. 40. In the morning, following the traces of dewdrops, facing the breath of the morning sun, smelling the fragrant fragrance, listening to the singing of birds, carrying a fishing rod, I came to the clear river, sat on a stone bench, and learned Jiang Taigong played with the fish, his heart was so open and selfless, without any distracting thoughts; riding on the footsteps of the scorching sun, he set foot on the original road again, returned to his uncle's house in the countryside, ate delicious country rice, and said in his heart Incredible comfort! 41. The beautiful and shining little stars in the sky are not as brilliant as the sun or as clear as the moon, but they sprinkle dreamlike light into the world, turning the earth into a strange world, inducing people's desire to explore the starry sky. . 42. In the night, what kind of trees are so tall on both sides of the path? Oh, I almost stepped on trumpet-like sycamore flowers under my feet; smelling the increasingly rich fragrance of flowers, walking into the quiet grove, my body and mind have already In the distant clouds, it seems that I have become a tree, breathing together with the surrounding trees, but I am just a passer-by at night, a hurried passer-by. Then I traveled through the endless forest of time... 43. After passing a small river, I couldn't help but stop. The clear gurgling water made my heart calm. The stones on the river are piled up in an orderly manner. Occasionally, you can see a few small snails, gently adhering to the stones, lazily basking in the sun, enjoying the coolness of the water or the comfort of the sun! 44. The tall building is also a kind of art, classical and elegant, like a strong paint painting! 45. Follow the winding path, looking for the distant memories, carrying a bucket, painting the rural farmhouses and mountains, letting the mountains be full of buds and buds. 46. ??The sun sets and night comes. The night in the country was not as hot as the day, so I moved a chair and sat in the yard. A bit of cool breeze blew by, and the fragrance mixed with a little fragrance of flowers and plants hit my face. In this dark night, fireflies are the most eye-catching. They are usually active by the gurgling creek, flashing and flashing, very beautiful, especially in this dark night, they are even more prominent. 47. There is a small pond next to the willow tree. When the water and the breeze are dancing, the moonlight shines on the surface of the pond, twinkling and twinkling, so beautiful! When I was tired from jumping in the pool and calmed down to rest, the shadows of the trees and mine were imprinted on the surface of the pool. There is also a bright moon printed on the surface of the pool! It's as if someone specially took it off and put it on top. 48. "Bang, bang..." Suddenly, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers came from a distance, breaking the tranquility of the night. The sound got louder and louder, and every house set off fireworks one after another. I took a closer look and said, "Oh," it turned out that the dragon lantern was coming towards us. I quickly stuck out my head and looked around. From a distance, the dragon lantern was like a huge and mighty dragon flying here.

49. Rural families usually have a livestock shed. Every day, rural families go back to graze their sheep and cattle. They ate grass leisurely. A small river not far away was like a ribbon embedded in the grass. The cows made a "moo" sound, as if they were approving of something. Some families also plant several acres of vegetable fields, growing cauliflower, pepper, and everything else. They always laugh when the harvest is good, of course, because they eat twice as much vegetables as others. When they were eating, they moved the tables, chairs and food into the yard to eat. A few wild dogs also wanted to come in and join in the fun, but they drove them out. They had no choice but to run away with their tails between their legs in despair. 50. Beside the path in the field, small grasses poked their heads out from the ground, looking east and west, as if they were carefully appreciating the beautiful scenery. The grass is full of colorful flowers, like small embellishments on the green carpet. The river next to the trail is shallow and clear. Small fish are swimming in the river, and the sand and gravel on the river bottom are clearly visible. 51. The sky is a spring filled with flowing water, while the world is a snowy winter. Because of the snow decoration, the trees in winter suddenly became vivid. Crystal clear, it looks like a tree trunk made of ice sculptures, with branches and leaves made of crystal. Cold and noble, it is like the osmanthus tree in front of Chang'e's door, left in the world tonight. The wonder stayed in my heart, I didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear that if I wasn't careful, the Yushu would be disturbed and it would turn into fragments all over the ground. 52. In autumn, the sky is clear and crisp, many flowers begin to wither, and the grass gradually withers and turns yellow. Chrysanthemums dance in the autumn wind, and the autumn wind mails "letters" everywhere. In this harvest season, the rice sea in the fields turns into golden waves; the soybeans are full of grains. The farmer's uncle's face was filled with the joy of the harvest. 53. The mountains to the south are high and lush with trees. Precious white pine and red pine, all in one piece, lush, erect and elegant, evergreen. 54. There is always a small river next to the village. There are willow trees on the river bank. In spring, the willow girl will comb her fluffy hair in the wind. There were a few ducks playing in the river, confusing the shadows of the beautiful willow trees from time to time. On the other side of the river is a large green rice field. In autumn, golden millet will grow there. 55. The oriole on the branch sings "Hey Hey", melodious and intoxicating. The shape of the morning glories is so beautiful, resembling small trumpets, and the green leaves carefully matched by the skillful village girl are really beautiful.