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Appreciation of the Prose My Motherland My Dream

Rural areas are two words full of affection and love, which always make people pour infinite thoughts and yearning. I have been away from the countryside for more than 30 years, and the mountains, rivers, grass and trees in the countryside are deeply engraved in my heart. Mountains and rivers, ancient trees, old wells, fields and villages in rural areas; Chickens and dogs crow in the countryside, spring, summer, autumn and winter, morning fog and dusk, cattle and sheep gnawing green; There are also rural village customs, east and west, north and south ... I have known the countryside for a long time and have an old relationship with it. Every time I recall the countryside, I will say from the heart: my country, my love.

Country is another kind word. Because the countryside is everyone's hometown. If we go back three generations, we are all rural people. The countryside is the root of you, me and him. Our ancestors were all in the countryside. Even those who later entered small towns, big cities, big cities, and even those who went abroad, their roots were still in the countryside and they all came out of the countryside. There is always a nostalgia for them. Therefore, no matter who they are, wherever they go, they are deeply rooted in the countryside, and they can never let go of their distant ancestral home, which is where their blood is converted! Whenever the country is mentioned, there will be a heartfelt feeling of intimacy. At this time, I suddenly remembered what the ancients said, "I will think of you in a floating cloud, the hometown of sunset." In fact, it is a complex of countryside and home. It seems that homesickness complex has existed since ancient times. For thousands of years, people have been building and remembering their villages and homes, and ancient sages have set an example for us.

I grew up in the countryside, experienced the baptism of wind, frost, rain and snow in the countryside, experienced the hard life in the countryside, got used to the folk sayings in the countryside, and became familiar with the ancient and mysterious stories told by the old people in the countryside. In the morning, I heard the ringing of the countryside calling for the fields; At noon, what you see in the countryside is the smoke rising from every household; At dusk, when I came home from school, I saw the man coming home from work, the woman standing by the door, and the old cow Cleisthenes shouting. What I saw was a beautiful picture of rural life. What I saw and heard in the countryside was that chickens barked and dogs barked, cattle and horses ran wildly, lanterns ran in the mountains, old ladies braided their hair, and gentlemen talked about classics ... I still remember it clearly.

The beauty of the countryside depicts different villages in the four seasons, which makes the countryside shine in the wonderful pen of nature and conjure up various beautiful colors.

Spring in the countryside is desirable. The warm spring breeze is always intoxicating, and the bright spring breeze is always attractive, depicting the spring in the countryside. Wandering in the winding country road, full of spring scenery, the treetops are full of spring. On the mountains in the countryside, tall green trees, colorful mountain flowers and green grass come into view. Colorful mountain flowers are illuminated by bright spring, blushing with tender smiles, nodding and smiling, and the brow of blossoming mountain flowers conveys the beauty of spring. In meditation, you will also hear the sound of "Ding-dong, Ding-dong", which is spring singing the beauty of spring. Walking on the green country road moistened by the spring rain, I am fascinated, and the misty clouds cover the countryside, houses, kitchen smoke, fields, pedestrians and livestock in a hazy state. What a beautiful rural picture scroll is the rural joy created by rural people, how poetic, looking at the countryside, enjoying the hum of frisbee, listening to the whispers of birds, smelling the fragrance of melons and fruits, enjoying the rural scenery and chasing the scenery of nature and life.

Summer in the country is intoxicating. When I recall the summer in the country, the first thing I think of is the summer night in the country. People gathered around happily, and some listened to Liu Lanfang's stories "Yang Jiajiang" and "Yue Fei Biography" on the radio, listening with relish; Some people listen to rural versions of Yang Jiajiang, Yue Feichuan and Sun Bin around the old man, which seems more vivid than what Liu Lanfang said. There are also interjections to supplement them, and they are more interested. They were fascinated until the people left and the storyteller was a little tired. We'll know what happened next time. There are middle-aged men and women together, how can there be so many good words? Say what is hard to say at ordinary times, and say a few dirty words from time to time. At that time, there were no pornographic jokes, so they just played a few jokes and played with their mouths, which also caused a burst of laughter and cut through the summer night sky in the countryside. Some of them told one or two slightly yellow stories on a whim, which enhanced the atmosphere of summer nights. The children pretended not to hear and began to play. Young men and women go to the river in the village with flashlights. Under the cover of darkness, they bathed naked in sections. The woman chose the hidden upstream and bathed in laughter unscrupulously. Now that I think about it, that summer night in the country is still very memorable. After leaving my hometown for so many years, the summer nights in my hometown are always unforgettable.

Autumn in the country makes people feel happy. In the countryside in autumn, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the autumn is crisp. The autumn sun is no longer as vicious as summer, but comes with warmth and tranquility, sprinkling golden sunshine on the vast land and plating mountains, rivers, fields, villages, houses, roads and trees with gold. In the autumn morning, the bright red morning sun shines obliquely on the earth and on the faces of people who are farming in the countryside, and it feels very comfortable. In the vast fields, crops are growing wildly, and there is a busy scene of harvest everywhere. Busy in the field, drunk in the field, broken corn, raw slices, sweet potatoes, dried sweet potatoes, everywhere, laughing and shouting, broke the autumn sky. The village in autumn is another scene of bumper harvest. A cart full of grain came and made a "squeaky, squeaky" harvest sound. The carrying pole and basket are back, the joy of harvest is full, and the smile is written on the face. Others are busy during the day and go home in the dark, and anxious family members go out to meet them with lanterns. In autumn night, a string of lanterns came slowly from different foothills and slopes, towards the village and the house, which became a beautiful scenery in autumn night. ...

Winter in the countryside is unforgettable. What impressed me most was the winter snow in the countryside. Snow is like a dancer falling from the sky, floating from all directions, some whirling in the wind, floating to the countryside, floating to the body, kissing the face, cool, wet, itchy, crisp and comfortable. It's just that snow can be touched and felt, and it will soon melt into nothingness, no, it's not nothingness, and it will become a drop of water. It snowed a lot, so it fell to the ground one by one, and it didn't have time to melt, and it didn't feel long to pile up. This is a thick, white piece. It looks good. The countryside has changed at this time, and many people are watching the snow. The earth was covered with a thick layer of snow and was silent. There is no sound after the snow. It is really "silent snow". Looking around again, the nearby branches of Sophora japonica, Sophora japonica and Zizyphus jujuba are all hung with snowflake garlands, which are unique and touching. In the distance, the centennial pagoda tree is full of silver flowers, which is very beautiful. This is really "like a strong wind in spring, which blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees". Flying snow brought beauty to the countryside and put on costumes. Looking up at the surrounding mountains, it has become a "silver mountain", "wrapped in silver, especially enchanting", adding a beautiful scenery. In the morning after the snow, facing the rising sun in Ran Ran, I often find that under the reflection of Xia Hong, the snow reflects dazzling light, like countless stars flashing, shining with incomparable brilliance, white and crystal clear, pure and bright, beautiful and cheerful.

Winter in the countryside is leisurely. People who are tired in spring, summer and autumn begin to recuperate, also known as "cat winter", and enjoy the happiness of a winter. Some people get together to play cards, some people come to visit, and some people dance square dance together in the street. Winter in the countryside is also happy.

The countryside is a big book, with endless topics, including spring, summer, autumn and winter in the countryside, as well as rural customs, mountains and rivers, crows and dogs barking, wind, frost, rain and snow ... The countryside is my attachment and yearning, and what is condensed in my mind is my dream for the countryside, that is: my country, my dream.