Morning in the country

Morning in the country is cold and beautiful.

Get up in the morning and put on your clothes. Wherever you go, it's wet and cold. The sun here, like being dragged, never shows up, emitting that faint light, barely shining on the earth, bringing a little warmth, making us see each other a little blurred; The sky is gray and white, and the clouds are superimposed together, like a storm that no one can resist, which also gives people a gloomy feeling; The opposite mountain is shrouded in mist, like a veiled fairy, unable to see her beautiful face clearly; Chickens, ducks, geese, dogs, pigs, sheep and cows. Formed a band without a conductor, and the voice of "singing" was a bit scary; Muddy roads are sparsely populated, and weeds along the road sway with the wind, just like no man's land.

The morning in the country is very deserted. Merchants selling meat got up early, carrying a load of fresh meat, shuttling from house to house, and shouts echoed in the valley, which seemed to bring warmth to the villagers who bought meat; On the hillside, although there is fog, someone can be heard singing, and the voice is always so loud and beautiful.

In the pond, the children rolled up their trouser legs and laughed while playing. That laughter is always so happy and brilliant that people feel that these children are so happy and have never been sad in their lives. Some villagers get up early to beat sweet potato powder, which is really different from that in the city. It is clean and white and has a strong sweet potato flavor. Buttonwood and mulberry leaves fall early, and their feet trample on the leaves, making a rustling sound, which feels a bit romantic.

Who says the countryside is poor and backward? In fact, the countryside is not poor and backward, but everyone only sees its desolation and does not see the real beauty behind it!

In the morning in the country, a few sparse stars are still blinking hard in the slightly white sky, as if they don't want to say goodbye. At dawn, the sky changed from dark blue to light blue, and the remnant stars finally disappeared in unwillingness and struggle. Everything under the canopy disappears one by one in my night and is more and more clearly displayed in my field of vision.

The whole village was immersed in a hazy and quiet atmosphere. The river is so calm, the fish in the river don't seem to wake up, and the weeping willows on the shore are still covered with their messy long hair. But the fields are beautiful! Dewdrops fell on the leaves of new green color and condensed into small drops, which were as crystal clear as pearls. A soft white mist gradually pervades the fields, adding a hazy beauty to the field of vision. Ah, what a fresh morning!

The sky is getting brighter and brighter, and there are red clouds floating in the east. With the appearance of Xia Hong, the sun slowly revealed its blushing face through Xia Hong and looked at the earth like a shy little girl.

Suddenly, the village became lively. The cock's "wow" sound, the duck's "quack" sound and the dog's "woof" sound make up a beautiful symphony.

Around the village, there are dense crops, and green wheat seedlings fluctuate with the wind, just like the waves of the sea. At this time, the whole sun rushed out of the clouds and rose to the sky, and the surrounding clouds became very bright and beautiful. The sun is like a big fireball, giving off dazzling light. The earth is full of vitality to welcome its arrival, and a new day begins in this splendor.

Ah! Morning in my hometown! So simple and charming!

The morning in the country has come. It comes and goes gently like a breeze. ...

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," the rooster crowed and woke up the sleeping people. On the grass near the pond, frogs and all kinds of bugs held a concert, and there was a cry of "quack". On the water, white fog seems to cover the pond with a layer of white gauze, which is hazy and mysterious; In the pond, the fish swam around happily, jumping on the water from time to time, making a "drumming" sound, as if someone was playing drums; In the field by the pond, the vegetables are looming, as if playing hide and seek. ...

In the room, the early risers have boiled the stove, and the host is sitting in front of the stove drinking hot tea and eating delicious cakes made by himself. The dog also lay on the side, looking piteously at its owner, hoping to get some food. Not content to be left out in the cold, the flower cat climbed up the pillar and looked at the dog with condescending and hateful eyes, but the dog gave it a disdainful expression in return. The room presents a warm and harmonious scene. ...

Outside, the early autumn wind brought a little coolness, but the industrious people have gone to the fields: some carry buckets to and from ponds and vegetable fields, and the vegetables they drink are brighter and greener; Some harvest the vegetables in the basket, so that they can be picked in the morning market and sold at a good price. Although it's a little cold, the hard-working people are sweating.

A burst of laughter broke the silence of the morning. In the henhouse, the naughty children refused to give the wheat to the chickens, but took it in their hands, stretched it out gently, and then shrank back, making a group of chickens giggle. Hearing this, the children laughed more happily.

"Oh, oh, oh," the rooster crowed again, and a ray of golden sunshine finally spilled on the earth. Fish swam more happily, frogs croaked louder, and the village ushered in a day full of vitality and hope!

In spring, flowers are in full bloom, colorful and brilliant. Every April, peony's rich beauty and gorgeous colors compete in the flowers. Peony, beautiful posture; Peony jade smiles and beads are fragrant, which is the best in the world. People in China have always regarded peony as a symbol of wealth, good luck, prosperity and happiness.

Morning in the country 4 "Walking on a country road ..." Looking at the waves of golden wheat waves on both sides of the strait, I couldn't help humming this song. The sun has just risen, the calm sunshine shines on the fields, and the breeze gently blows my face, all the way forward.

Walking to that familiar street, people have already set up shelves, revealing today's goods, waiting for people to choose. There are also some vendors standing in the shade, and the lush green leaves cover the morning sunshine and a cool morning breeze, which is very pleasant.

"Boss, a bowl of bean curd brain!" I saw the boss around the apron answer "yes" and skillfully picked up a bowl full of plastic bags. On the other hand, he reached into the bucket with a big spoon and took out white and tender tofu. As soon as the spoon was buckled, the tofu fell into the plastic bag steadily. Then the boss picked up the seasoning spoon next to him and put the materials in the proportion that had already been prepared. This process is clean and neat, without any mistakes. Customers can't wait to pay the boss with plastic bags filled with tofu brain.

During working hours, the traffic jam in the city is crowded; In rural areas, people are in no hurry, in no hurry, and outline the appearance of the morning step by step. People are talking and laughing, gathering in a shady place, next to a street stall, discussing which daughter gets married and which son's daughter-in-law quarrels with her in-laws ... Just stand by and watch them, and you will know what is happening in the world.

Women who don't go to work stroll in the street with their lovely dolls. They meet several acquaintances from time to time, say hello and praise to Macey Eva around them, and then do their own thing. Maybe they will meet in front of a booth on some street.

There are more and more people in the street, and the voices of vendors in front of stalls are drowned in the backs of pedestrians. No one can tell what is playing on the speakers of each booth.

Step by step through the sea of people and fall into the waves of wheat. The wind blew people's laughter and described a country morning.

On the morning of the 5th in the countryside, the first one to go to the countryside was the wind, which brought familiar fragrance of rice seedlings to farmers, mixed with a touch of spring. At this time, a door opened and people came out of the house in twos and threes, and began to be busy with farm work with brisk steps. The sunshine splashed on the room and fields like golden ears of wheat, and the day began in such a mess.

Hard-working farmers are always willing to do some rough work, but before that, they should take care of the livestock first. When you open the back door of the backyard, it smells like a pig. It turned out that there was a big pigsty by the wall, and a dozen pigs were crowded in it. From time to time, several pigs crowded over. The farmers began to pour the feed into the pig trough swearing. They really don't want to "serve" this smelly animal, but they giggled at the thought of a considerable sum of money.

"Meow!" At this time, the naughty cat came out of nowhere. It is an honor for every farmer to have a smart cat and mouse. Farmers often pet the cat and throw it a fish. The farmers watched the cat eat fish thoughtfully and satisfactorily, and then asked the farmer to let the duck go.

After that, the peasant woman put a faded straw hat on her head and drove the duck to the lake. In fact, Chaoyang is very gentle, but it has become one of the necessary clothes for peasant women. Occasionally, a duck left behind, and the peasant woman drove it back to the group with a thin bamboo pole. Finally arrived at the lake, ducks jumped into the water one by one, gracefully rippling light green. After waiting for a while, the peasant woman suddenly remembered that there were still some old straws in the rice field, so she called her children and asked them to take care of them.

Children are always restless. Can we stand this loneliness? They are in charge of ducks. While knitting hats with wicker branches, I blew bubbles with wheat straw. Anyway, I had a good time, just waiting for the peasant woman to come back and get the duck.

The morning in the countryside, mixed with the unique pastoral atmosphere and the laughter of young and old Xian Yi, is not bustling, but quiet enough to make people enchanted.

In the country, the dawn lasted for six days. There is no habit of raising chickens in the countryside here, and there is no cock crow. The country is quiet. Smoke from the kitchen chimney rose slowly and filled the whole village. The small village that just woke up has vitality and aura. The rising sun in Ran Ran lit up the wide streets and narrow hutongs, the houses with grey walls and red tiles, and the scattered trees turned into a watercolor painting under the diffuse kitchen smoke, which was deeply left in my memory.

Sparrows chirped from the Woods near the village. In front of a buttonwood tree, two magpies are playing.

Several barking dogs broke the peace of the village. Everyone in the village got up and moved.

In the morning, the sky in the countryside is extremely bright blue, with only a few light clouds like ponytails, just like a girl wearing a bright white scarf. There are several fluttering white clouds in the sky, which are magnificently decorated in the air. Sparrows are also flapping their wings happily and flying in the air. .

When I came to the field, the green wheat field was covered with a thin layer of light frost, and the green wheat seedlings turned silvery white. Rows of plastic greenhouses are covered with thick grass curtains. On the road in the country, people in twos and threes are walking towards the greenhouse one by one. They want to roll up the straw curtains in the greenhouse and send sunshine to the vegetables in the greenhouse.

The sun shines all over the earth, setting off the beauty of the country morning and reflecting the busyness of the country morning. People had breakfast. Appear on the road, walk, ride a bike, ride an electric car, ride a motorcycle. And car drivers. They came from different courtyards and rushed to different places, and their children went to school. The adults went to the factory. Went to the greenhouse.

An hour in the morning is worth two in the evening. The bright rhythm of the morning, the hurried crowd sketched the beautiful scenery of the future, the rising sun urged people to hurry away, and the morning in the country was fresh and beautiful.

The morning light slowly recedes, and the sun shines on the earth, showing a busy world under the illumination of all kinds of light.

A new day has begun and a new year has begun.

I love this country in the morning in the country, and I love it even more. The morning in the country is particularly refreshing and quiet, giving people vitality silently. I think this is not an unintentional daydream, but a feeling expressed by the mountains and rivers in my hometown.

The blue-gray sky is inlaid with a few residual stars, and the earth is hazy, as mysterious as being born in a fairyland. At this time, everything was quiet, and occasionally a few loud crows broke the silence.

When the morning light just appeared in the eastern sky, like a red ribbon, industrious farmers were awake, carrying hoes up the mountain to do farm work.

The pool is still so clear and quiet, like a big mirror. At the bottom of the pool, the little fish get together and talk about what they have seen and heard all day! From time to time, there are several naughty little fish jumping on the Longmen, making a sparkling splash.

The sky is getting brighter and brighter, and every flower is rolling with crystal dew, shining like a sapphire in a fairy tale.

The morning light slowly recedes, and the sun shines on the earth, showing a wonderful and brand-new world under the illumination of all kinds of light.

The morning in the country is very quiet. In the faint light, patches of fish scales glistened on the river. There are all kinds of boats parked by the river, one next to the other. Two arched stone bridges stand opposite each other at both ends of the country. A boat appeared from time to time in the half-moon bridge opening, and the boat drifted away, but the tune hummed by the boatman still rippled gently on the river. Morning in the country is very lively. The streets are lined with vegetables, fruits and aquatic products. Cabbage and rape just pulled out of the ground are still fresh and tender with crystal dew; The big fish prawns just caught from the river are alive and kicking. There are fluffy little sheep, long white rabbits and big white geese ... it's really dizzying. The noise of buying and selling echoed in the morning market, and the joy of harvest hung on the simple face. The countryside is changing, and the countryside is progressing! Ah, what a beautiful country morning. Comments: This is a beautiful morning. The little author seized the tranquility and excitement to write about the beauty of the country morning. Full of local flavor, but also expressed the little author's love for the countryside.

The country is quiet in the morning. In the faint light, patches of fish scales glistened on the river. There are all kinds of boats parked by the river, one next to the other. Two arched stone bridges stand opposite each other at both ends of the country. A boat appeared from time to time in the half-moon bridge opening, and the boat drifted away, but the tune hummed by the boatman still rippled gently on the river.

Morning in the country is very lively. The streets are lined with vegetables, fruits and aquatic products. Cabbage and rape just pulled out of the ground are still fresh and tender with crystal dew; The big fish prawns just caught from the river are alive and kicking. There are fluffy little sheep, long white rabbits and big white geese ... it's really dizzying. The noise of buying and selling echoed in the morning market, and the joy of harvest hung on the simple face.

The countryside is changing, and the countryside is progressing! Ah, what a beautiful country morning.

Comments: This is a beautiful morning. The little author seized the tranquility and excitement to write about the beauty of the country morning. Full of local flavor, but also expressed the little author's love for the countryside.

It's 9 o'clock in the morning in the country. It comes and goes gently like a breeze. ...

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," the rooster crowed and woke up the sleeping people. On the grass near the pond, frogs and various insects held a concert, and there was a cry of "quack". On the water, white fog seems to cover the pond with a layer of white gauze, which is hazy and mysterious; In the pond, the fish swam around happily, jumping on the water from time to time, making a "drumming" sound, as if someone was playing drums; In the field by the pond, the vegetables are looming, as if playing hide and seek. ...

In the room, the early risers have boiled the stove, and the host is sitting in front of the stove drinking hot tea and eating delicious cakes made by himself. The dog also lay on the side, looking piteously at its owner, hoping to get some food. Not content to be left out in the cold, the flower cat climbed up the pillar and looked at the dog with condescending and hateful eyes, but the dog gave it a disdainful expression in return. The room presents a warm and harmonious scene. ...

Outside, the early autumn wind brought a little coolness, but the industrious people have gone to the fields: some carry buckets to and from ponds and vegetable fields, and the vegetables they drink are brighter and greener; Some harvest the vegetables in the basket, so that they can be picked in the morning market and sold at a good price. Although it's a little cold, the hard-working people are sweating.

A burst of laughter broke the silence of the morning. In the henhouse, the naughty children refused to give the wheat to the chickens, but took it in their hands, stretched it out gently, and then shrank back, making a group of chickens giggle. Hearing this, the children laughed more happily.

"Oh, oh, oh," the rooster crowed again, and a ray of golden sunshine finally spilled on the earth. Fish swam more happily, frogs croaked louder, and the village ushered in a day full of vitality and hope!

Morning in the country 10 The night scene in the country is beautiful and quiet, but the morning is much more beautiful and full of vitality than the night scene.

As soon as the sun appeared, the adults in the countryside got up, smoke billowed over the house, and some people brushed their teeth and washed their faces by the river. When brushing your teeth and washing your face, don't forget to say hello to the person who brushes your teeth and washes your face together. After washing, I went into the house to have breakfast and started a brand-new day.

At this time, some hard-working people have come back from the farmland and gone home for breakfast. When eating breakfast, if you eat outside, it will be quite lively: chatting with people across the hall, chatting with family ... After breakfast, they pick up farm tools, such as carrying boxes and hoes, and go to the fields to start their busy day!

What about those children? They are very satisfied with coke. After seeing the adults go out, they watch TV, or go to a friend's house to call a friend. We play hopscotch and catch fish together ... laughter and laughter continue. Their laughter, like wind chimes, is transmitted in the wind, so crisp, so pleasing to the ear and so infectious. Morning is their paradise. Even lazy people will not sleep late in this beautiful morning. On this beautiful morning, the children are enjoying the happiness of their childhood.

Country people are so active in the morning, and the animals in the country add a little vitality to it. Birds are singing beautiful songs in the branches, "twittering". The rooster is still showing off its loud crowing, stretching its head and neck every time it crows. The hen counted the eggs she had just laid. One? It cackled, ran around and flapped its wings a few times. The puppy also enjoys the freedom in front of the hospital, running around, rolling from time to time and lying on the ground. Whenever someone passes by, it will roar loudly. The fish in the river occasionally jump up and enjoy their "performance". Frogs croak too, as if cheering for the performance! The cries of these animals played a beautiful piece of music for nature.

How energetic the morning in the country is! Busy adults, happy children and interesting and lovely animals make up a natural and simple picture of beautiful countryside!

Country Morning 1 1 The first sunshine in the country morning rises slowly, and the busiest time of the day is coming. As soon as the sun came out of the east, the rooster began its "urging". This song is just noise to us, but it is completely different to the country people. Rural people regard it as a natural alarm clock. As soon as it started singing, it said: the alarm clock rang, it's time to get up! As soon as people hear the sound, they get up and get busy.

First of all, rural women should prepare a rich and delicious breakfast for the whole family. The children were attracted by the delicious food. They all woke up from their sweet sleep, stood in the corner and began to drool, secretly watching their mother busy walking around the kitchen.

After busy breakfast, it is paid to clean the children's stink. After the crazy play the day before, the clothes have become dirty and smelly. Look at the women beating by the stream, sweating like a pig, wiping their foreheads with wet hands from time to time, lifting their skirts from time to time and throwing them into the air. The clothes quietly fall into the water, and colorful clothes float there, forming a colorful painting. Listen, who is singing? The song comes from the river, which is beautiful. Singing and laughing together, the stream in the morning is so lively.

Farmers in the vegetable garden are busy planting vegetables, weeding and loosening the soil. Look, the farmers hold the hoe handle with both hands, one hand on it and the other on it, and dig hard into the soil. They kept repeating, and their movements were so skillful. In a few months, delicious vegetables will come to our table from the ground. ...

Although the countryside is busy in the morning, it is full of vitality and happiness everywhere!

Morning in the country 12 The dark sky slowly opens and the morning light is slightly exposed. Another fresh and colorful morning, especially in the countryside, fascinated me the most.

Morning in the country is beautiful. In the sky, the sun is shining and white clouds are walking in the sky. Walking out of the house, I came to the green grass, smelling the refreshing fragrance of small flowers and the sweetness of fruits on fruit trees. Look, the morning glory blew the purple trumpet, colorful wildflowers poked out their heads, roses opened their smiling faces ... The trees swayed in the wind, and there was an unspeakable beauty.

Morning in the country is very lively. People get up and open the door to welcome the new day. Chickens and ducks flapped their wings and escaped from the "cage". They ran out excitedly and shouted. Cooking smoke rises in the courtyards, and the fragrant rice overflows, which makes the children drool in thousands of feet. Vendors rode tricycles through the alley, shouting. In the market, vendors selling vegetables also set up stalls, some selling vegetables, some selling meat and some selling fish. The noise in the bustling crowd added a spice to this quiet morning.

Morning in the country is mysterious. When the fog started, the whole village was immersed in white fog, as if covered with a mysterious veil. Houses, trees, wild flowers … they all seem to be hidden. It's all white around, and I can't see anything clearly, only the murmuring stream and the singing of birds. On weekdays, the noisy country roads are white and foggy, and no one can be seen. At this time, the countryside is less lively and more mysterious.

Beautiful country, changeable morning, it is so unique, I love the morning in the country.

Morning in the country 13 "Get up, have breakfast!" Grandma's crying seems to be an "alarm clock" for me to get up every morning when I go back to my hometown for the New Year. When the alarm clock rang, I stretched myself, sat up loosely, opened the curtain, rubbed my sleepy eyes, and a ray of warm sunshine kissed my cheek through the window. Mom opened the window, and the breeze mixed with the slight fragrance of the soil drifted into the room, giving me the best hug in the morning. I sat on the bed and enjoyed the infinite beauty outside the window leisurely.

There are wisps of white clouds floating in the sky, like white sheep, like continuous peaks, like piles of cotton, like layers of gauze towels ... dancing with the wind, carefree and comfortable, like a group of children playing with fur coats, chasing and playing with each other, which is particularly lively and lovely, adding a lot of vitality and vitality to the endless sky.

Looking around, the mountains, fields and villages in the distance, like a red, yellow, green and blue carpet, seem to be covered with a shiny coat under the sunlight, and a fresh and beautiful picture scroll is immediately displayed in front of my eyes.

Morning in the country is really lively. On the river bank not far away, some people are carrying burdens to work in the fields, some people are leading cows to herd cattle, some people are carrying bags to go to the market, and some people are playing with their children ... They smile and greet each other politely, and people come and go, as if interwoven into a harmonious symphony. The simplicity, purity and enthusiasm for life of rural people make me sigh: how beautiful the morning in the country is!

On the telephone poles and wires not far from the window, there are many birds gathering there. They are twittering, just like a group of energetic young people playing a youth chorus. Beautiful rhyme keeps flowing out like a clear spring, which seems to urge me to get up quickly!

The morning in my hometown is really beautiful!

14 in the morning in the country, just after dawn, plumes of smoke flashed. When I grabbed it with my hand, it ran away quickly, just like a shy little girl hiding her face.

As the saying goes, "A year's plan lies in the morning, and a year's plan lies in the spring." How can a child willingly lose the best time of the day? "Ha ha ha ha ha." In the bamboo forest over there, waves of cheerful frolicking sound echoed in my ears. In the past, I realized that the bamboo forest here is also a paradise for children. A lively and lovely little boy is moving bricks. What is this for? I made a deep question mark in my mind. It turns out that I want to climb up along the bamboo with bricks. You know, bamboo's body is round and slippery, and it must be difficult to climb it. This child is really not simple. He climbed to the top of the bamboo pole again and again, just like a monkey. I thought: there is something fishy about it. After a while, he slipped down again in a short time, looking very sophisticated. To tell the truth, I admire that child in my heart. There are three girls beside him. They glued the corners of the sacks to the bamboo. One girl sat on it and the other two helped them shake it. Looking at their happy scene, I really want to share this happiness with them.

You see, uncles and aunts are busy at all the doors. An uncle is stirring pig food in a wooden bucket with a wooden stick. He was too tired to wipe, so he labored to feed the pigs with a wooden bucket. Maybe he thought to himself: We should fatten these pigs for nothing and sell them at a good price in the future. I just finished my work and didn't rest. I ran to move vegetables. I thought: maybe it's time to cook now!

Hey, there are a group of old people sitting around. What is this? I asked myself strangely in my mind. Looking carefully, it turns out that they are talking about homeliness, saying this and that, sharing their happiness with others and solving their troubles. What a deliberate thing it is! There is nothing happier in the world. I was just thinking when a burst of happy laughter interrupted my thinking.

Ah! I like country mornings and look forward to ordinary and happy mornings.

15 in the morning in the country, the vast sky was dark, and only a little starlight shone on us with the moonlight.

This soft light is as refreshing as my mother's hand touching me. The breeze blows in my face. I don't know if it's my psychological effect or true. Like a fairyland!

The shy sun finally showed his face, the golden face and cheeks showed a warm smile, and the flowers on the lawn were more charming under the sunshine. Sunflower was originally a fiery little girl, but after being irradiated by the sun, she became obedient and naive. The faster time passed, the more people there were. Some took the vegetable basket, some drove to the market, but the old lady and grandfather who sold vegetables were the first to leave. They are old and dry. Although they are very hard, every villager has a smile on his face and lives a pure life. The morning in my hometown seems to have magic to make people beautiful.

A year's plan lies in spring, and a day's plan lies in morning. People get up early. There are no horns and noisy shouts in big cities, only greetings and cooking. The smoke from the kitchen chimneys rises and gathers more and more, just like a fairy cloud rising in the air, which is confusing and hidden in it, while adding a little color to my hometown. In the field, the farmer's uncle is working in the field with a hoe, and the rolling water drops on the leaves can be comparable to pearls. This water drop seems to be cheering for the farmer's uncle. I was very moved to see this photo. When I came to the small pond in my hometown, there were fish and shells in the water ... They seemed to be talking intimately, and they all heard the drumming of bubbles on the water, which seemed like a symphony, very rhythmic! An old man was fishing with a homemade fishing rod in his hand. I thought to myself, it's amazing that he came fishing early in the morning at such a big age. I secretly admire him.

How mysterious the morning in my hometown is! I love my hometown, and I love the morning in my hometown even more.