Information about rural life and rural scenery

1, the beauty of rural life is outside the hospital. When I lived in my old house, I often wore a pair of cloth shoes and put on a set of casual clothes to go out for sightseeing. Walking in the green mountains and green waters, the most comfortable thing in vision is the girl's bright red and green clothes, and the enjoyment in hearing is the refreshing sound of chickens and insects, and the sound of farmers opening the courtyard door. This gaudy color and simple voice are most suitable for this large area of wheat ears and stumbling cows. Further on, there is a hotel in the distance where people live together. The shop number is "Happy Forest". I am very happy in my heart. The wind is blowing under my feet, as if I were moved by the immortal spirit of China Kung Fu.

The amount of water in this place is amazing. As long as you stand in an empty place, there must be a big or small river bend flowing into your eyes.

In the morning, before the fish in the river wake up, people poke their dreams with bamboo poles. The fog is very thick, and there is no one opposite. When the two boats approached, they both broke out in a cold sweat. They repeatedly said that it was close, but the ships were staggered by more than ten feet. There is an old fisherman here, 78 years old, with a fair face and a Hong Zhong voice. "Small fish and shrimp for sale-",although it is a common cry, makes people intoxicated. When you wake up with a cup of tea, you feel comfortable and full of body fluid. Occasionally, a lazy man on the boat got drunk last night and climbed out of the cabin in a daze. Seeing that it was dark, he stood at the stern and raised a line of mud and urine. Many of them have been scolded by their wives, and the water for cooking has to be picked from this river!

There are often two lovely birds, holding the top of the willow tree by the river, with their eyes facing each other, singing chirp, infinite tenderness and snuggling up to each other. A pair of carp came out in the morning to get some air, taking advantage of the fog and playing to their heart's content, regardless of the envious and helpless eyes of the old fisherman.

The sky is getting brighter and the sun is shining, which dispels the rootless fog. The whole village suddenly came alive. Farmers get up early, nothing more than two things, burning incense at night and making breakfast. In this place, people's toilets are often by the river, and men and women do their own things and go hand in hand, but they don't feel anything wrong. Later, chickens fly and dogs jump in the village, students go to school, farmers go to the fields and workers work.

In the morning, I always wake up naturally, and the light outside the wooden window is getting brighter and brighter. The singing of birds has gradually decreased from the enthusiasm and noise of singing. I think it's to catch insects after the party. Occasionally, a sweet singer flew away crying. Get up and look at the time on your mobile phone. It's not six o'clock yet. The sun is already in the bushes, and the light is lightly smeared on the east wall. The light cast in the house was covered with floating dust, and tiny particles rose and sank happily in the light, like dancing in the morning light. Pack up mom, push her to sit in the sun and start making breakfast. Because there is no concept of time in rural life, everything can be leisurely.