Excellent Examples of Rural Compositions

Rural Life

Last autumn, my mother took me to my hometown to visit my grandpa and grandma. There, I truly experienced what rural life is, and I still have endless aftertaste to this day!

In the early morning, I got up early and went out to play with my siblings. Birds stand on the branches from time to time to sing; wild flowers and grass can be seen everywhere, they sway in the autumn wind and look so cute in the sunshine; fish play in the water; the creek flows happily. It was such a joyful journey. In the blink of an eye, it was noon, and everyone's stomachs began to sing "empty city strategy". We were planning to go home for dinner. On the way, we saw some people roasting peanuts. Seeing how delicious they were eating, our mouths watered with greed, so we all started planning a peanut roasting operation. My sister and I stole the peanuts, and the others stole the wheat straw. After preparing all the materials, we found an abandoned brick house as a barbecue location. First, build a stove with a few bricks (it doesn’t have to be too complicated). Next, put some straw inside. Next, put the peanuts in and cover it with the wheat straw you started putting in (just cover it with a little wheat straw). Then, after the wheat straw is burned, cover it with the burned black ashes for 5 minutes before eating. When we eat what we made, we feel so proud. Before I knew it, evening arrived. The red clouds on the horizon, the evening breeze, and the birds returning to their nests, everything is so beautiful. There were only a few occasional shouts in the distance. The last ray of sunset also disappeared, and the whole sky darkened. People close their doors and enter sweet dreams. Everything is so quiet, with only a few birds chirping occasionally...

Country life, you are so memorable and lingering!

The annual May Day Labor Day is coming again. My mother and I took advantage of this wonderful time to visit my grandma’s house in the countryside.

We got off the car and walked towards the village. The cool spring breeze blew in our faces, as if we were welcoming the arrival of the Golden Week with us. On both sides of the road, there are green fruit trees planted by farmers with hard work. The lush branches and leaves block the golden sunshine. Dense longans hang on the fruit trees. My mother told me that the longans are not yet mature. In summer, strings of yellow, sweet and delicious longans can be harvested and become fruits on the table.

When I arrived at my grandma’s house, I forced my mother to set off firecrackers, but my mother had no choice but to agree. So, I walked around the streets looking for firecracker shops, and finally bought it as I wished. I stood on the roof of the building and threw firecrackers into the river. Unexpectedly, I scared the duck that was bathing in the water. It was startled and screamed "Quack! Quack! Quack!" and then ran home in a panic. , I couldn't help laughing. In fact, ducks are quite cute too. Look, with their white and chubby bodies, their white and yellow beaks, their bright eyes, and their bumpy walks, how could they not be cute?

Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, there was lightning and thunder, and in an instant, it started pouring rain. I quickly ran back to the house to take shelter. After a while, the rain stopped, and suddenly the sky became clear and the clouds cleared. Looking up, you could see the rice fields soaked by the rain shining brightly. Walking towards the fields covered with green trees, you will feel relaxed and happy. Looking at the heavy and full ears of wheat, I thought: It was the working people who exchanged their own efforts for these ears of wheat. How great the working people are!

After lunch, we came to the guava forest of our third uncle. What appears in front of you seems to be an endless fruit forest, some are owned by my uncle, some are owned by others, it is simply a sea of ??green. The third uncle was holding pliers and a bamboo basket. I followed him, jumping from here to there, and I saw him carefully cutting off the green fruits one after another. I was very happy and thought to myself: Now I can have a feast. After picking the fruits, I was sweating profusely and panting. When I looked at my third uncle, I saw that he was also sweating profusely from exhaustion. What a hard work it was! I ate the sweet and crisp fruits and thought: These fruits are obtained by the working people with their sweat bit by bit.

What a beautiful orchard and vast fields that make me forget to leave. After returning home, this continuous picture often echoed in my mind.

1. The beauty of rural life lies outside the courtyard. When I stayed in my old residence, I would often wear a pair of cloth shoes and change into casual clothes when I went out to see the scenery. Walking in the green mountains and green waters, the most visually comfortable thing is the bright red and green clothes of the village girls, while the auditory enjoyment is the refreshing sounds of cocks and insects, and the sound of farmers opening their courtyard doors. Such gaudy The colors and simple sound are most closely related to the vast fields of wheat and the stumbling cattle. Going forward, there is a wine shop in the distance from the residential houses. The name of the shop is "Happy Forest". I felt very happy, and the wind was blowing under my feet, as if I was touched by the fairy spirit of Chinese Kung Fu.

2. There is an amazing amount of 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.

In the morning, before the fish in the river woke up, people poked their dreams with pennies. The fog was thick, and no one could be seen on the other side. When the two boats approached each other, I broke out in a cold sweat. They kept saying it was a good chance, but the boats were already more than a foot away. There is an old fisherman here. He is seventy-eight years old, with white hair and a childlike face, and a voice like a bell.

"Selling small fish and shrimps -", ??although it is an ordinary shout, it makes people feel like they are intoxicated and wake up and drink a cup of strong tea, feeling comfortable and full of body fluids. Occasionally, there is a lazy man on the boat who drank too much last night. He climbed out of the cabin in a daze and looked at the dark sky. He stood at the stern of the boat and let out a line of turbid urine. I rarely get scolded by my wife, and I have to carry cooking water from the river!

There are often two cute little birds catching the tips of the willow trees by the river, their eyes facing each other, chirping and chirping, cuddling with each other with infinite tenderness. A pair of carp 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.

The sky is getting brighter and the sun is shining, dispersing the rootless fog. The whole village suddenly came to life. When farmers get up early, they do two things: pour night incense and cook breakfast. In this place, people's latrines are often right by the river, and the host and the hostess do their own thing without conflict, without feeling anything wrong. Later, the village was buzzing with excitement, students went to school, farmers went to the fields, and workers worked.

3. In the early morning, I always wake up naturally and look at the light outside the wooden window getting brighter and brighter. The chirping of the birds gradually decreases from the lively and noisy chirping. I think they are catching bugs after the party. Went. Occasionally, a melodious singer would come and fly away. I got up and looked at the time on my phone. It was not yet six o'clock. The sun had already risen between the trees, casting light lightly on the east wall. The light cast into the room covered the floating dust, and the small particles rose happily in the light. Sinking, like a morning dance. I packed up my mother's clothes, pushed her to sit in the sunshine, and started making breakfast. Because there is no sense of time in rural life, everything can be done leisurely.

In the days when spring is coming and summer is coming, you will wake up every morning and hear the crisp chirping of birds. When you get up and open the window, you will see a lush green grass and trees and breathe in the new air. You must be in a good mood. The next step is to make breakfast. If you are used to it, you can also go to the small street to buy a few fried dough sticks and mix them with porridge. It is very delicious~! After eating, we go to work in the fields, hoeing weeds, and loosening the soil. Now is the time when the orange trees are blooming. Go to the Orange Mountain to cut your teeth. When the farming is busy, everyone will bring their lunch and go out. Eat. When the sun goes down, you will see the farmer uncle, carrying a hoe on his back, going home. After a tiring day, it’s time to light a cigarette and take a rest. It’s time for the wives to cook, and the smoke is curling up. Farm side dishes, delicious. As night falls, I lie in bed, watch TV, and soon fall asleep. After a day's work, I sleep soundly and soundly. You only hear the grasshoppers outside chirping non-stop. The night is very quiet~! Whenever there is a festival, I will make it myself. For example, during the Qingming Festival, I will go to the graves to pay homage to my dead relatives and pick "Qing" (a kind of plant) myself. Beat it up and mix it with glutinous rice and put some stuffing. . There are sweet and salty ones, and they can be eaten after being wrapped and steamed.) In our local dialect, they are called "Qingming Guo", and they taste pretty good~! During the Dragon Boat Festival, every family makes rice dumplings, sweet rice dumplings or salty rice dumplings. You can eat whatever you like. It’s the New Year, and every household is very busy and lively. The sound of firecrackers echoes in the mountains from time to time. If you like the countryside, you are welcome to come and play. The people in the countryside are very warm, simple and hospitable. . .

It was midsummer, and it was almost early autumn. Xin Qiji, a famous poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, was attacked by the peace faction and was unable to pursue his ambition, so he had to retreat to the mountains and forests to live in seclusion in Shangrao District, Jiangxi Province.

At noon one day, Xin Qiji After enjoying lunch, he went for a walk. The warm sunshine shone on him, and he felt very comfortable. Xin Qiji sat on the lawn under a big tree, squinting his eyes and admiring the surrounding scenery.

< p>I saw a thatched house in the distance. The eaves of the thatched house were so low that one could only bend down to walk in. There was a clear stream in front of the thatched house, and the water was so clean that even the pebbles underneath were You can see clearly. From time to time, there are a few small fish playing and playing at the bottom of the stream. The surface of the stream is covered with pink lotus flowers, as if they are shy little girls. The bank of the stream is covered with green lotus flowers. The grass danced in the breeze. It was a lively scene. Next to the thatched house, there was an unknown grandfather and grandmother, drinking and chatting in dialect. They looked very affectionate. They are really old-hearted. Wow!

The eldest son is so industrious. He is hoeing hard in the bean fields east of the stream with a hoe. The middle son is sitting next to the thatched hut and is concentrating on weaving chicken coops. His movements are extremely skillful. The most beloved little son was very naughty. He was lying by the stream with his head propped up and peeling off lotus pods to eat!

Xin Qiji was filled with emotion after seeing this and composed a poem:

The eaves are low

The green grass on the stream

Wu Yin is so charming in the drunkenness

Whose old lady has white hair

< p>The eldest child is hoeing beans in the east of Xixi

The middle child is weaving a chicken coop

The most beloved child is the scoundrel

Lying at the head of the stream peeling lotus pods

Happy life in the countryside

On the second day of National Day, I went to my grandma’s house to play. Grandma lives in the country and it takes two hours to get there by car. My mother and I walked on the path full of wild flowers and breathed the fresh air, feeling very good.

When we arrived at my grandma’s house, my neighbor’s little sister and I went to the big garden behind the house. We saw that the pomegranate tree at grandma’s house was covered with red lantern-like pomegranates, which made our mouth water. . After getting grandma's permission, we picked pomegranates, and after a while, we picked a full fruit plate.

However, we saw two big red and round pomegranates on the top of the branch. We stood on tiptoes and tried several times but couldn't pick them. They were too tall! The neighbor's little sister jumped hard, fell down, and almost cried. I coaxed her and said, "Forget it, leave some for the adults to pick! Let's go play something else." The neighbor's little sister burst into laughter and took my hand out of the garden.

We jumped to the hillside behind the village and prepared to plant sesame flowers. We first dug a small hole with pointed branches, then put the sesame flowers in, then covered the soil around the sesame flowers, and then flattened them. Finally, we brought a small bucket from home. Watering the soil... I am so happy to see the sesame flowers we planted so bright and beautiful in the sun! I silently wish that when I come back next year, the hillside will be full of beautiful flowers...

Life in the countryside is so happy!

The scattered and disorderly rural houses and the unsightly environment are the old appearance of rural life in the past. However, walking through this rural road has made many city people look enviously. On both sides are new well-off residential buildings, with red tiles, beige walls, and fresh green that can be seen everywhere, which looks particularly harmonious. This makes people sigh at the changes in today's rural life.

There are no high-rise buildings in the city, no constant flow of cars, no noisy sounds, but a kind of tranquility that city people have not seen for a long time. Walking on the country road, enjoying the open sunshine and feeling the unique atmosphere of the country is a bit intoxicating. Listen to the crisp songs of birds, watch the carp commotion in the pond, and walk on the stone road, feeling the rare leisure and freedom. The willow branches are swaying in the gentle spring breeze, and the air seems to be clear and transparent, revealing an intoxicating freshness and indulging in the rich countryside flavor.

As the sun sets, watch the sun slowly set from the side of the mountain. Beside the Qinghe River in the village, some women are chatting and washing clothes. Against the backdrop of the faint sunset, they seem to be You can see the most innocent smile in the countryside on his face. Suddenly there were more people. Workers from a village-run enterprise had finished get off work and they all hurried home. This was also the busiest time in this quiet village.

The simple and hard-working rural people themselves are changing everything around them, enjoying the beautiful environment and happy rural life resulting from their hard work. In the noisy city, perhaps more and more urbanites are willing to change their lives to experience this refreshing rural life.

Rural Life

I am a city dweller, but I have been to the countryside several times, and there is something very interesting there.

One summer vacation when I was in third grade, I came to the countryside with my father, mother, and cousin—my grandma’s hometown.

Grandma’s house is a two-story building, covered with ivy, but dense on one side and sparse on the other. They dance rhythmically with the gentle sound of wind. There are several strings of dried red peppers hanging under the eaves, sunflowers are planted in front of and behind the house, and there is a pond dozens of meters away from the house.

I met some good friends here. The most interesting thing is to dig out bird eggs. First, let a partner climb a tree to find the target. He looked around, his eyes suddenly focused on something, and he listened. He pointed to a tree, and we climbed up quickly. I The first to climb, Beibei at the end, I stopped where I could reach the bird's nest and reached out to pick out the eggs. I hugged the tree trunk with my left hand, and quickly handed the eggs to the people below with my right hand. My two knees were close together. After taking out 3 or 4 eggs, I suddenly touched something soft and soft. The hair and surface were relatively sticky, and it was still making a "hissing" sound. Could this be...? I hurriedly threw the snake down the tree, and there was a scream. My partner and I hurriedly got off the tree, and Beibei hit me hard on the back. , sobbed and said: "Who told you to throw the snake down!"

I love farm life!

"Yuanyuan, would you like to go back to your hometown?" Dad asked me again. I still say the same old saying: "No, never!" At this time, it reminded me of what happened in my hometown: we slept on dry thatch without mosquito nets, and mosquito bites at night were harmful. I couldn't sleep all night long; there were piles of cow dung in front of the door, which were smelly and dirty. I didn't know what my feet would become if I stepped on them; there were puddles everywhere on the muddy road. I stepped into a puddle and my whole foot sank. I finally pulled my foot out, but my shoes were left in the mud... My father seemed to see what I was thinking and said to me: "Now my hometown is different from what it used to be." ." I secretly thought: Is this true? So I followed my grandfather and took the car back to my hometown.

I came to my hometown, ah! So beautiful! Is this my eyesight? I rubbed my eyes, okay? The previously bumpy and bumpy road has now become a smooth asphalt road. Both sides of the road are planted with flowers, plants and trees, bees are singing, butterflies are dancing, and tall buildings are rising from the ground. My father and I came to my uncle's house. Wow, my uncle's house has also changed. The walls were painted snow-white, as if they were made of pink jade or wrapped in silver. The furniture is also brand new, engraved with dragon and phoenix patterns. The house is very big. They no longer use stoves for cooking, but replace them with gas stoves, which is convenient and fast... I feel like I have arrived in a fairyland on earth. My uncle took me into a room and opened a piece of floral cloth. Ah, this is something I am very familiar with - a computer. The uncle manipulated the computer skillfully, as if talking about the piano.

My sister also has a computer and she is pretty good at playing computer games. The old social concept of favoring boys over girls is gone now. I never imagined that the quality of people in my hometown would improve so quickly! After lunch, I took a leisurely walk and saw farmers in the distance no longer plowing the fields with old oxen, but using various tractors to plow the fields. The sound of plowing is like praising the changes in my hometown.

The people in my hometown have changed, the land has changed, the transportation has become more convenient, and there are telephones and so on. But what has changed? I was puzzled, and at this time, two women were chatting and laughing. One said: "It is better for the government, I no longer favor boys over girls.

I just discovered now that girls are so awesome too! "My daughter too..." I suddenly realized that this is the government's credit! I thought: If we get to the future, this place will definitely become better!

It took me 20 minutes to take a taxi. Please accept!