A copy of farm life

A copy of farm life (80 selected sentences)

With the explosive growth of social networks, people are most familiar with copywriting, which has a certain perceptual effect on people's thinking. Do you know what kind of copy is a good copy? The following is my copy of "Farm Life" (selected 80 sentences), welcome to refer to. I hope it helps you.

Farm life copy 1 first, the night on the farm is too quiet. Open all the windows and turn on the fan, but it still feels hot. Being patronized by all kinds of bugs, because of the light of mobile phones.

2. Walking on the asphalt road in the country, frogs, dogs and crickets brought us into a quiet farm night. After the rain, the air in the mountains is particularly fresh, moist and cool, giving people a vague feeling of autumn. There were villagers sitting around the roadside enjoying the cool and chatting. We happened to meet a rabbit that had just been trapped in a trap below the mountain and was being slaughtered by the villagers. Oranges, peppers and cucumbers can only be identified at night. In the countryside, I only feel that the world is cold, the years are quiet, my breathing is slow, my thinking is slow, and my pace is slow. Yeah, why not?

3. Away from the hustle and bustle of Xanadu, the Farm Museum in timisoara is quiet and beautiful.

Fourthly, what I will never forget and love is such an ancient, simple, quiet, harmonious and elegant farm landscape, which combines nature and man.

Fifth, miss the past and look forward to the future! But only if you are good! Stay at home for a long time, miss the noisy world outside! After staying outside for a long time, I want to go back to the quiet and simple farm!

Sixth, the quiet farm night, the stars all over the sky, a little cool breeze blowing on my face, so comfortable. .....

Seven, the farm is particularly quiet after the rain, cloudy days, cool breeze blowing gently, very comfortable. No sticky heat, fresher and full of emerald color.

Eight, the night on the farm is sultry, and there are only frogs in the ear, which is quiet and beautiful.

The night on the farm is always so quiet, which reminds me of the past. Time will not stay. May every day I walk be so beautiful!

Compared with the busy city, this farm is quiet. With a quiet artistic conception, there will be a kind of indifferent taste. On the farm, the soul seems to be quiet all of a sudden. Those fame and fortune, those long and short arguments, those troubles, suddenly ran away like ghosts. Environment shapes the soul. The farm is a book without words, a road to truth, a natural way of learning and a return to nature.

Eleven, quiet mountain villages, ancient towns with dim street lights, leaves rustling in the breeze, the lights on the road reflected on the river with a little starlight, singing from time to time, just like when I was a child, I still like to stare at the moon in the sky, thinking and thinking. When I was a child, I often fantasized about the outside world and wanted to go to the big cities I saw on TV ... Now, I feel the green mountains and green waters on the farm, quiet and happy, and you will watch the moon by your side. People who will appear in your dreams will always have you in their hearts.

Twelve, the farm has the tranquility and simplicity of the farm, and the city has the trend and pressure of the city. I like trying it. Life needs to change, so there is no siege mentality.

Thirteen, a trip to Wuxi, you have 10. Come to think of it, there is a feeling in every landscape I have seen, especially in ten landscapes. They gave me 10 trips. Now, I want to tell you about it. The smoke waves in Taihu Lake, the cherry blossoms in the source pearl, the giant Buddha in Lingshan, the Qingming Bridge in the ancient canal, the spring in Meiyuan, the tranquility of Huishan ancient town, the freshness of the farm, the peaches in Yangshan, the deep oxygen in the lake father, and the delicacies in the south of the Yangtze River.

When I came to this city that I have never been to, everything here was fresh, which made me want to know about it. Yes, it's a good place with beautiful hills, clean streets and enthusiastic people. But after experiencing the temperature of my hometown in spring, summer, autumn and winter, the temperature here reminds me of the comfortable and quiet farm, the hometown I miss.

15. I like the night on the farm, the chirping of crickets, the starry night sky, the cool wind and the quiet night. ...

Sixteen, Austria's farm life, small bridges and flowing water, so quiet and elegant, the world is so big, I hope you have time to see.

Seventeen years old, you are a dream, a girl in red in the snow, and a soft bed in a quiet farm after heavy snow. You are a dream, a breeze full of flowers in April, and a colorful bubble rising slowly in the breeze. You are a dream, a light in beautiful youth, and a white-haired mouth that will still raise when you think of it.

Eighteen, peasant style exudes a quiet, comfortable and elegant atmosphere. Wooden furniture is decorated with a large number of chair covers and curtains made of soft cloth and cotton cloth, and exposed brick walls, with space, light and shadow, materials, totems and other elements, which set off a gripping and comfortable situation.

Nineteen, I have felt the tranquility of the farm and the crisp sound of frogs. I have experienced the prosperity of the city. At this time, I was exhausted, and the depth of the night blocked my sight. Only the lonely light with a trace of cold injury scattered in front of my eyes. I wonder if this lamp in front of me can shine on me until dawn? The wind ran in a hurry, and they passed by. A greeting seemed to guide my direction and was also a mockery of it. A little coolness invades my heart, and I don't know when the sunrise will break through the horizon to save me! Things around me have started to spin, and my vision makes me confused between the building and the ground. Everything fell into chaos in this endless night until the last ray of light disappeared, and I was unconscious!

I want to cry every time I leave. Although it is not as prosperous as a big city, I still like the tranquility and peace of the farm, just like the life I yearn for. The farm is my favorite life.

On the farm in the evening, the cricket's voice is quieter in the dim light.

Twenty-two, looking north, green spread to the horizon, the sun is bright and dazzling, green seems to be burning faintly, and the season of the city can never be tamed. Only on the farm and in the mountains can there be a quiet morning breath in summer. In the flowing Shan Ye, there will be nothing but grass and trees deeply integrated into summer, and people and I will forget each other.

23. Today is the anniversary of my father's death in the solar calendar. I came back from my mother's house this morning. The scenery of the farm is always so familiar, but it's different, not anymore. The bright, sunny and quiet yard in the dream has disappeared.

24. The urban style here is fashionable and modern, blending with the classical charm of the Middle Ages, while the farm presents a quiet and peaceful natural scene. Living there is like living in a fairy tale, and happiness depends on this quiet time.

25. Lin Yutang once said: The ideal life of a world is to live on a farm in England. The most beautiful farms in Britain are in Bibury and Burton on the water, as quiet and indifferent as oil paintings!

26. I have been in a bad state recently. When I returned to the small farm, I liked this leisurely and quiet life and envied those carefree childhood …

Live a quiet and comfortable farm life in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River. One kilometer in front of the door is full of lotus flowers. Every day is reading, drinking tea, enjoying flowers and eating melons.

Twenty-eight, the clouds are three-dimensional, the sky is blue, and the sound of flowing streams is very pleasant. If you stay in the noise like a tall building for a long time, you may expect to be quiet and comfortable like a small farm.

At dusk on the 29th, the car drove into the deep mountain. This is really a farm. It's deserted and quiet here, and the sunset reflects the rolling mountains. As the night deepened, the twinkling stars jumped out first, and there was a bright orange on the horizon, and the ridge became clearer and clearer. Only the wind is green as rice. Suddenly, I came to a construction site, in a quiet field.

30. Lulongwan is located in Ningping County, Vietnam, only more than 100 kilometers away from its capital Hanoi, and it takes only two hours to reach from Hanoi along the 1 expressway. It is the same eroded limestone terrain as Halong Bay, but it is not near the sea, and there is only a winding river winding through it, showing a quiet farmhouse scenery.

Farm life copy 2 1. Here, you can slow down, see the green mountains and green waters, listen to the sounds of chickens and dogs, feel the quiet and slow pace of the farm and enjoy the fun of rural life.

Autumn is a harvest season, and the farm becomes a golden ocean. Shan Ye rice fields have put on dazzling new clothes. Corn is ripe, so are sorghum and soybeans. The rice stalks are full of ears, and the rice waves in the breeze are like a beautiful staff. Spikes of rice are jumping notes, which write the joy and joy of the farmer's uncle after the harvest and record the hard work and sweat of the farmer's uncle.

In the hot summer, when you come to the farm, you will still see hardworking farmers' uncles plowing and watering the land. Plants also straighten their backs to absorb nectar. Butterflies of various colors also flew over and danced beautifully.

The grass on the farm is like a green carpet carefully woven by nature. There are all kinds of small flowers on the grass, colorful, like slim girls, charming and lovely. They are as dazzling as Xia Hong on the horizon and as gorgeous as rainbows after rain. The grass is set off with flowers, and flowers dot the grass. ...

5, the scenery is beautiful, every household crows and dogs bark, and the chickens and dogs are restless. The Sang Ma Canal is intensively cultivated, slash and burn, slash and burn, and weeds are overgrown.

6. The farm is the place where our ancestors grew up; Farms are also the hometown of grain; The farm is a place where farmers' uncles smile when they have a good harvest. Today, let's walk into the farm, feel the pastoral scenery of the farm and experience the family life in the countryside.

7. Colorful spring, when you come to the farm, the first thing you see is a large piece of golden rape. They floated around with the breeze, as if they were dancing happily. Go on down Brown Avenue. In the wheat field, patches of green, green, light green and ... those different green wheat germinate like leeks. Further on, groups of flowers gather together like a market. There are snow-white pear blossoms, lovely peach blossoms, and all kinds of small wildflowers that can't be named. All the beautiful flowers are in full bloom. Walking there is like entering a new colorful world.

8. Summer, summer crops and plants, such as rice, sorghum, corn, soybeans, etc. Under the irrigation of farmers' uncles' hard work and sweat, they are competing for crazy growth and are full of green eyes. Slowly, the watermelon is ripe and the grapes are ripe. Watermelon, green and white, rolled lazily on the ground; Grape with purple face, like a crystal ball, hanging on the vine. It is very interesting for children to fish and catch loach in rice fields and lobster and crab in rivers.

9. In the hot summer, the scorching sun scorched the earth. The children on the farm still run out to play. Dressed in light clothes and barefoot, they played horse and snake to catch dung beetles on the mountain. Whenever the horse snake is frightened, it takes off its tail and runs away. Because some people say that the horse snake is the snake's brother-in-law, he should draw a circle on the ground, draw a fork in the circle and spit again to prevent the snake from retaliating.

10, dusty land is barren, barren land is vast and sparsely populated.

12, on the muddy road after the rain, the fresh air came to the nose, and the fragrance of wild flowers lingered around you, and I couldn't bear to leave. The grass that was dirty at first suddenly seemed to be reborn, and the young trees struggled tenaciously in the wind and rain. How striking the green branches and leaves are! Birds are also singing at the top of the tree, and the crisp songs and the accompanying rustling of leaves make people feel relaxed and happy.

13, melon shed beans frame beans before and after the melon house, chickens and dogs smell chickens and ducks in groups. The scenery, soil, fertilizer and water, beautiful life and quiet houses are scattered.

14. The scenery in barren areas is charming, beautiful and quiet. Layers of terraced fields crisscross with new green buildings. At first glance, the seedlings are thriving and the rice is blooming.

15, farm life is free and unrestrained, and farm life is rich and colorful. I also want to go to the farm to live this free, unrestrained and colorful farm life.

16. Farms are always beautiful. Walking on that street, old thatched houses, farmers' orchards and vegetable fields all exude a strong peasant atmosphere. In front of the farm, there will be more or less chickens and ducks. Ducks flapping their wings and jumping into the river are sure to splash mud all over people around them. Chickens and cocks crow everywhere, with long necks; Hens either eat with chickens or cluck their eggs. When the host sprinkled millet, the chickens and ducks rushed to the front to grab food, without even knowing that the rice basin was knocked over.

18. There is a vegetable field directly opposite the house, in which my favorite vegetables are planted. There is also a well in front of the vegetable field, about two square meters in size. That well is different from the present one. It used to "pump" groundwater from the soil, with a "small cup" on it. First, water was put in and then "lifted" to "pump" water up and down. However, I cannot "lead" it every time. Whoops, because I am a girl, it is always the result of my incompetence. dark

19, autumn is a harvest season. Golden millet turns up layers of waves under the wind; Sorghum also dyed her hair red; One after another, the champion of long jump, Doudou, also started the sports meeting, and jumped out of the arms of mother pod one after another. At this time, children will go to the fields with adults in donkey carts to help them harvest food.

20, just walked into the farmhouse, inadvertently there will be a rhubarb dog to meet you, shaking his head and tail in front of you, constantly making friendly calls. In front of and behind the house, the owner also set up a melon rack, or planted pumpkins or loofahs. Oh, there are vines crawling on the edge of the melon rack. In the backyard, there are flowers, azaleas, peony, cockscomb and dahlias. ...

2 1, trotted to the path near the field, and the beautiful scenery in the field flooded into my eyes. Broccoli blossomed in the field, colorful, colorful, like many colorful elves, the wind blowing, colorful elves dancing happily, from a distance, like a colorful ocean, choppy. In autumn, the fields are full of harvest. The ears of rice are bent with laughter, the sorghum is red, the corn is covered with golden yarn and dancing in the field ... Look, the farmer's uncle is busy harvesting, and his face is still full of joy of harvest.

22. Without the noise and traffic of the city, the farm looks quiet and clean, and I can hear the birds clearly. Crowds of sparrows chirped, then landed on the telephone poles, like notes on the staff, then jumped around the branches, chirped, flew around in the air and crossed a beautiful arc. ...

23. The stream at the foot of the mountain is very shallow. The shallowest place is my knee, and the deepest place is not as high as my shoulder. Every summer vacation, I will go back to my hometown as usual. Every time I go back to my hometown, the first place to play is the stream at the foot of the mountain. I like to go there, not only because the stream is clear and clean, but also because there are many long and big stones taller than me. These stones can let me rest on them. The bright sunshine, the warm breeze and the tinkling of the stream will make me fall asleep unconsciously and no one will watch. These stones can also make me take a big adventure. I climb from one stone to another, and the thin patterns and small depressions on the stone will stop me. These games make others feel bored, but if you play them, you will definitely want to stop. I like this stream, because there are many shrimps, crabs and small fish in it. I can play here to my heart's content.

24. The farm stream, the tinkling sound of running water, was composed into cheerful songs and written on fertile land. The stream is crystal clear, and you can see the sand and the cheerful fish at the bottom. On the shore, rows of weeping willows are reflected in the water, forming a beautiful picture. In summer, friends' happy laughter rippled in the stream, and the stream also smiled. Although friends are soaked to the skin, they are reluctant to leave the stream.

25. In the distance, the farmer's uncle is working in the field. We went to the farmer friend's home along the winding path. I went to play with the children of some farmers' friends. We came to a pond with bamboo planted on both sides and watched a group of lovely ducks. A farmer is feeding some feed to ducks. He threw the food far away, and the ducklings swam there at once, scrambling to eat it. Then, we went to the place where chickens were raised. A hen and a group of chicks are catching insects on the grass to eat. A rooster walks around like a guardian who guards them. Well done!

26. The farmhouse is also very special when eating. Because of the special geographical location, some people don't have a terrace, so they often put a small part of the dishes in a bowl, and then take a chair with a backrest woven with bamboo to the neighbor's terrace. While eating, they looked at the green hillside in the distance, inlaid with green farmland, and felt the warm breeze, which made them feel very comfortable. When the dishes in the bowl are finished, go to someone else's table, pick up some dishes, chat again, and then slowly walk to the terrace and eat generously.

27. The golden wheat waves and the ocean of wheat waves are boundless. Rice waves roll, grain harvests, and six livestock flourish. People in Mazhuang are happy and horses bark.

28. Autumn is finally here! People have bright smiles on their cheeks, because autumn is the harvest season. The fields are covered with golden armor, just like brave soldiers. There is a huge corn cob on the corn stalk. Just watching it makes people drool. The baby apple on the apple tree is so cute! Their faces turned red. There are naughty citrus boys, and some can't help jumping down!

29. In front of and behind the house, pink peach blossoms are covered with branches, clusters and trees, just like Xia Hong falling, colorful rain, breeze blowing, and the fragrance is refreshing. Swarms of bees are buzzing and flying around among the flowers. Occasionally, butterflies fly, sometimes fly in the air, and sometimes fall on flowers, watching and thinking that peanuts have wings to fly.

Looking at the sky in my hometown, my heart will gradually calm down, work at sunrise and rest at sunset. However, the sunshine in summer is too strong. I prefer the evening after sunset when the Big Dipper appears with light. On summer nights, crickets, toads, frogs and even cicadas come to join in the fun, giving people a vibrant environment.

Copy of farm life 3 1, the sound of the farm is so pure without any impurities. Taking a deep breath, a fresh and slightly fragrant air flooded into my body, stimulating every nerve of mine. This is a unique excitement.

2. In the spring of the farm, the spring girl kisses the earth on the drum of the spring breeze, wakes up the birds and touches the persimmon tree on the farm. The delicate branches of persimmon tree stick out from the tree, green and dripping, really beautiful.

3. In the autumn of the farm, the sun is warm and the cool west wind blows, which wrinkles a pool of autumn water, makes the bright and high sky blue, blows the persimmons on the trees red and fills the wanderers' thoughts.

In the evening of the farm, it is greeted by the afterglow of the sunset, and the light of the sunset is naughty and unwilling to go home. The sunset glow and sunshine merged in the sky, leaving the world with the last day of attachment.

The air on the farm is fresh in the morning. Walking out of the door is fresh air, inhaled into the mouth, integrated into the blood, and the whole person is full of new strength.

6. The sunset on the farm is so beautiful, surrounded by this beautiful sunset, quietly enjoying the gentleness of this bath, and the autumn wind slowly blows through my hair.

7. The night on the farm is dark and quiet. There are no flashing neon lights and car noises. Make a cup of tea, unload all troubles, look up at the bright night sky, let the soul plug in the wings of flying against the stars and let go of endless beautiful imagination.

8. The wind blows up the leaves of the old locust tree on the roadside of the farm. The frogs in the field are so soft, and my heart is as clear and transparent as the bright moonlight.

9. I took advantage of the moonlight to walk alone on this farm path, facing the boundless sky and enjoying this unique tranquility.

10, the farm is an ancient custom, conveying simple folk customs and emitting a touch of rural soil.

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12. With the further development of migration, the persimmon tree in childhood looked at the farm alone, with no one to take care of it, and its leaves were sparse and withered, which was a sad landscape painting.

13, it's already late at night, perhaps because of the influence of Tao Yuanming's "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely", I want to find a comfortable and quiet feeling.

14, the symbols of every farm are writing the music of life with their own hands, singing a moving melody with a rich and simple voice, with some farm breath.

15, the sky is blue and quiet. Walking alone on this country road, I slowly opened my heart and immersed myself in this peaceful local atmosphere.

16, everything has its own unique symbol, and the symbol of the farm is just a group of people with a little soil. Forced by the helplessness of life, we have to choose a low labor force, so our hands are covered with thick cocoons and our clothes always smell of earth.

17, standing on the road of the farm, the sunset slowly sets, and the golden afterglow spreads all over the body, from hair to body, as if to wash away the dust of my busy day.

18, the sky is getting darker and darker, and the night devours the last sunset glow. Lights are on in the village not far from the moon, and smoke rises from the roof of the village. The smell of food drifted away with the breeze. I am still walking on this strange farm road, and the yellowish street lamp shines in front.

19, the night on the farm is very charming, like moonlight flowing down from the sky and floating on me. There are several stars twinkling in the distant sky, as if whispering.

20. At sunset, the farm path twists and turns to the end of the village, and the undulating road surface is unpredictable. Only the sparrows chirping in the field have disappeared without a trace, leaving only a cool land.