Sentences describing rural scenery

Rural areas refer to various forms of human settlements in rural areas (i.e. villages or rural settlements). Rural areas generally have pleasant scenery, fresh air, are more suitable for people to live in, and have simple folk customs. Below are sentences describing rural scenery that I have collected for you.

1. The countryside is extremely beautiful with mountains, water, flowers and grass. Yujiao was no exception. She asked Spring to make a set of green spring clothes for herself, which made her look extraordinarily beautiful.

2. In the rural fields, what comes into view is either yellow or green and yellow, which are vast wheat fields. 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 right before your eyes, red and purple, 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.

3. Along 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.

4. The path became quiet, the melodious chirping of birds disappeared, and the orange sunset also receded. The sky full of stars came to the party, and the moon came with graceful steps. The stars blinked, innocently. The passionate Cowherd and Weaver Girl may also be peeping at this night scene!

5. Looking into the distance, ah, what a beautiful picture; the soft sunset and gorgeous clouds lie on the horizon not far away On the mountains, there are clusters of villages built against the mountains, and the smoke rising from the roofs of every house? Grandma said before; there are mountains and rivers and people on each level. I look at these mountains in my reverie; what kind of mountains and rivers are behind the mountains, and what kind of people are there? You can't see the busy traffic of the city, and you can't hear the various noises of the city, but it is full of mystery.

6. The path in front of the village leads to the other side of the mountain. It is a path carrying many hopes. One day, you and I will walk on that country path, the path that belongs to our hearts. Open your heart, hold a bouquet of autumn wind, and decorate the entire countryside.

7. Surrounded by green grass is a huge pond, which is as green as a flawless emerald. There are many snow-white ducks in the pond, playing in the water. Suddenly a small fish quietly emerged from the water and blew a small bubble. Although it was so clever, it could not escape the duck's eyes. They couldn't wait to dive into the water and swam quickly. One of them grabbed the small fish and swallowed it violently.

8. In autumn, the fallen leaves are colorful, and each leaf is like a butterfly, weaving a golden carpet for the earth, allowing Father Earth to wear warm clothes. Keep it from feeling cold in winter. Rows of wild geese fly from the north to the south to spend the winter.

9. The fields in the countryside are colorful: rapeseed flowers show their smiling faces; winter jasmine flowers line up to pay tribute to spring; peach blossoms attract swarms of bees to collect nectar; pink and white pear blossoms are in full bloom The branches were covered with flowers; the little orchids were blooming so beautifully and in so many colors. The breeze blows and fills the surrounding villages.

10. Beside the path in the field, small grasses poked their heads out from the earth, looking here and there, 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.

11. Nearby is a golden rice field. A gust of evening wind blows, and the rice rises and falls, making me feel like I am in a golden ocean. On the edge of the rice field are rows of loofah stands, and the melon vines are full of golden flowers. The hard-working little bees are humming and singing while gathering honey. In the green watermelon field next to the loofah shed, although there is no singing of bees, there is the joy of harvest. Look, the big watermelons are lying in Guam's mother's arms like fat dolls, and the afterglow of the setting sun caresses them gently, urging them to sleep.

12. The orioles on the branches sing songs, 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.

13. Spring is the most beautiful season in the countryside. All kinds of flowers are in bud, like a shy little girl; the grass pokes its head out of the soil, looking curiously at this colorful world. The trees have sprouted green branches; the farmer uncle is driving the cattle to plow the fields. Behind the cattle are many starlings and egrets, some of them fly low and some jump to catch insects; the little ducks also come to join in the fun and swim in the water. Swimming around and playing.

14. In the charming countryside, what comes into view are colorful, pure and beautiful flowers, including peony, impatiens, cockscombs, and dahlias. They are simple yet a bit gorgeous. It shows a unique farmhouse scenery. The sunshine scatters each one like golden seeds. The sunshine bathes the flowers, as if they are covered with a layer of golden gauze, standing colorfully in front of the door.

15. In the early morning, the blue sky is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the surrounding scenery is hazy, just like a fairyland in a fairy tale. After a while, the sun rises from the east, the fog gradually disappears, and clouds float on the roofs of the village. With the smoke coming from the kitchen, I stood at the foot of the quiet mountain and looked around. The trees on the mountain were lush and green, like a green ocean. The mountains and fields were full of colorful flowers, as if the mountain was wearing a simple and elegant floral skirt. It is also inlaid with emerald-like lace. There are various shapes of steep rocks between the blue sky and white clouds. A clear stream winds down the mountain. The stream hits the rocks with a tinkling sound, playing and singing cheerful songs. Music, the smooth pebbles under the stream are clearly visible, the mountains and flowing clouds are also reflected in it, a group of small fish swim happily in the water, a gust of wind blows, ripples appear on the water, and a lark is heard from a distance I was fascinated by everything in front of me, as if everything had stopped.

16. Summer in the countryside is not as hot as in the city. The old people sat leisurely in the rocking chairs below, rocking the cattail leaf; the children ran around the big tree, sweating profusely from exhaustion; the women sat around and talked about common things, talking endlessly. On a quiet summer night, crickets sing beautiful songs, the wind blows through the cracks in the trees and makes a rustling sound, and the river lowers its tone and gently accompanies Qin, forming a melodious lullaby.

17. A country song, lying quietly in the arms of the mother, hanging quietly on the treetops, letting the entire jungle protect a home.

18. In summer, the sun is scorching the earth. If there is a small river behind their house, then beside the stone bridge, under the shade of the green trees, they will see a group of children playing in the water, splashing from time to time. The layers of water are like white lotuses in full bloom. No one knows what happens between the colorful streams and pebbles.

19. A pool of clear water with crystal clear bottom; fishes in the water are swimming around. The green smoke of the village houses contrasts with each other; the tall trees and low willows are swaying; the grass is green, the flowers are in bloom, and the butterflies are flying; everything here is thrown into the embrace of the river.

20. 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.