Poems describing country mornings

Poetry 1 about the morning in the countryside. Ask for a description of the morning in the countryside.

How beautiful the morning sky in the country is! You see, the red sun rises like fire. She shyly covered her blushing face with white clouds. Thick white clouds are layered and clustered together, looking soft, just like attractive cotton candy, which makes people drool. The sun rises higher and higher, emitting thousands of golden rays. A plane flew across the sky, leaving a beautiful arc in the air. The blue sky set off the red sun and white clouds. What a beautiful sky!

In the morning at Yesanpo, before the morning fog dispersed, the sun rose and the mountains and rivers were bathed in golden morning light. The rumble of locomotives woke up the sleeping Yesanpo. Suddenly, the smoke curled up and the whole village boiled.

2. The rural landscape poems in the early winter morning

After the snow in the mountains

Dynasty: Qing dynasty

Author: Zheng Xie

Original text:

Opening the door in the morning is full of snow, the snow is clear, the clouds are light and the sun is cold.

There is no drop of plum blossom frozen on the eaves, which is a kind of loneliness.

Return to Laoshan in winter

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Author: Li Bai

Original text:

Without washing and dyeing the dust tassels, I returned to Fang lawn. A vine path is green, and Wan Xuefeng is sunny.

Cold leaves are exhausted first, but Leng Yun is not exhausted. Tender feelings invade the house, and old trees fall across the river.

White dogs bark in the village and moss grows on the walls. If you walk alone in the kitchen, the old ape will sing in the next room.

Birds nest in the forest, but hedges make way for wild animals. Blowing out of bed, the squirrel left, and the fish was surprised.

Wash the inkstone, repair the good strategy, and knock loose the quasi-virginity. I will go again at this time, to Sanqing.

3. How many contemporary poems describing the morning in the mountain village are recommended?

Recommend Nan Ziyue's original poem "Dawn in the Country"

Xichaoyang village

You are like a gentle and affectionate elf,

Climb quietly on the farmer's windowsill.

You are like an elegant girl,

Knock on young people's hearts in their sleep.

Bypass the river at the entrance of the village,

Quietly flowing in your arms,

Peasant women who wash clothes and men who cast nets,

Laughing and cursing, the corners of the mouth are sweet,

Under the row of bamboos not far away,

The young man gave his lover a comb,

The girl blushed with shame,

All the happiness is in your heart.

The old farmer shook the thorns and landed on the cow's back.

Shouting the secret of harvest,

Sweat dripped on the loess,

In your hands, it radiates an instant crystal clear.

Listen, there is a gentle cry,

Someone must have joined in the New Year celebration.

Look, those villagers are lying on the ground.

Yucheng sincerely thanks you for your compassionate gift.

April 29(th), 2009

4. Sentences describing the early morning in autumn in the countryside

Autumn is like a golden picture, full of harvest scenes.

1, autumn is like a golden picture, full of harvest scenes.

2. Under the big tree, pieces of fallen leaves "fly" down from the tree and dance like butterflies.

3. The ears of rice are heavy, and the grains hold a big belly that will burst, making the rice stalks breathless. Another bumper harvest year.

When chrysanthemums in Qiu Lai are in full bloom, they bloom like a beautiful girl.

In autumn, maple leaves fall one by one, like a red carpet.

6. Autumn leaves are like a yellow carpet, soft and covering the earth.

7. Autumn leaves are like yellow butterflies, flapping their wings and flying freely.

8. Autumn is like a wisp of fragrance, which sucks the sweetness in the fragrance into the internal organs.

9. Autumn is like honey, which makes everyone have warm memories and sweet enjoyment.

10, autumn is the harvest season, which can be seen everywhere in Jin Shanshan and Huang Chengcheng, especially in the fields in autumn.

1 1. How beautiful are the autumn clouds? It is the kind of prosperity, the ruthless wasteland, the light that suddenly looks back, the gentle exclamation point in the poem, and a boat in the blue sea.

12, the autumn sky is clear and solemn, cold, white and elegant.

13. When making wine, it is surrounded by osmanthus in autumn. After drinking the wine, Gui Xiang curled up like a masterpiece.

14, maple red clouds in autumn, bleak fire, the legendary paved yard is flashing, but it's not autumn now, so I can't find that yard.

15, autumn is like a beautiful picture scroll, full of poetry; Autumn is like a gift from God to mankind, filled with the joy of harvest; Autumn is like a fishing boat returning from the sea, full of people's joy.

5. What sentences describe the morning scenery in the mountain village?

1. When I got up early in the morning, I smelled the fruit in my grandma's garden.

Under the big green grape leaves, there are strings of crystal clear grapes, which are purple and black, like strings of purple pearls. Look, the persimmon trees here are really cute. There are red persimmons hanging on the tree like red lanterns. It is really beautiful and lovely.

I'm thinking it must be delicious. Get up in the morning, walk out of the yard and find grass all around. This is a huge pond, and the pond is as green as a flawless jade.

There are many white ducks playing in the pond. Suddenly, a small fish quietly surfaced and blew a small bubble. Clever as it is, it can't escape the duck's eyes.

They can't wait to dive into the water and swim quickly. One of them caught the little fish and swallowed it suddenly. 3. Walking on a country road, taking a deep breath, I found that getting up early was originally a kind of enjoyment, and a faint fragrance came to my nose, which made me relaxed and happy; The flowers on both sides of the path are colorful, including pink, yellow, blue and white, pink is rose, yellow is golden yellow, blue is like the sea, white is like snow, and flowers are mixed with various weeds; Haw, haw, a clear and loud crow swept over my head. I looked up and it turned out to be a bird. There are few crows like this in the city.

Without the hustle and bustle of the city, the countryside looks quiet and clean in the morning, and I can hear the clear calls of birds. Crowds of sparrows chirped, then landed on the telephone poles, like notes on the staff, then jumped up and down on the branches, chirped and flew around in the air for a while, crossing a beautiful arc.

On the first day in the country, I got up early in the morning and opened the window. It's raining cats and dogs outside, and little water drips on the green leaves as if it were sliding on them. After a while, the rain stopped. I came to play on the grass with other partners. Some people are playing hide-and-seek and some are skipping rope. My braids go up and down. So cute! Listen, there is a quack in the distance, oh! It turns out that the ducklings are playing happily in the crystal clear river! 6. The countryside looks quiet and clean in the morning, and I can hear the clear calls of birds.

Everything is quiet, and there is a completely different feeling from the city. I love this quiet lifestyle! 7. In the early morning in the country, walking on the country road, a charming scenery came into my eyes. Lush trees stand tall and the mountains are winding and undulating. In the field, farmers' uncles are busy planting rice seedlings. At that moment, they became great painters, and the field was their picture scroll.

They draw their hearts on scrolls with the pen of nature. Although their paintings are not the most famous works of art in the world, they are the most beautiful masterpieces.

8. When I entered the village in the morning, the breeze gently kissed my face. The wind brought the smell of new ploughing, mixed with the fragrance of grass and flowers, mixed with the sweetness of fruit, all brewing in the slightly humid air. I gently take a breath of air, delicious, My Sweetie.

Just when I was addicted to this refreshing fragrance, a sweet song woke me up. I looked around, trying to find the birthplace of the music, but at this moment, I found myself in a green "ocean", a sea of crops.

9. Early in the morning, I ran to the path near the field, and the beautiful scenery of 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 bent with laughter, sorghum blushed, and corn danced in the fields covered with golden gauze. 10. In the morning, after the rain, on the muddy road, the fresh air comes to the nose, and the fragrance of wild flowers fills the air around you.

The grass, which refused to leave, was dirty at first, and suddenly seemed to be reborn: the young trees struggled tenaciously in the wind and rain, the green branches and leaves were so eye-catching, the birds were singing at the top of the trees, and the crisp songs and rustling accompaniment made people feel relaxed and happy. 1 1, the country in the morning is beautiful in the stream.

The country stream and the gurgling sound of running water turned into cheerful songs, which were 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.

12. I think spring morning is the most beautiful season in this country. All kinds of flowers are in bud, like shy little girls; The grass poked its head out of the soil and looked curiously at the colorful world; Trees pull out green branches; The farmer's uncle drove the cows to plow the fields, followed by many starlings and egrets. Some of them fly very low, others jump up to catch bugs. Little ducks also join in the fun, swimming around in the water and playing.

13. The countryside is always beautiful. The ancient thatched cottages, orchards and vegetable fields of rural people all have a strong rural flavor. There will be some chickens and ducks in front of the village.

Ducks flapping their wings and jumping into the river are sure to splash mud all over people around them. Especially in the early morning, 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. 14. In the morning, the rooster woke me up from a deep sleep. I got up at once, dressed quickly, and went for a run in the field with my cousin.

What a beautiful morning in the field! The whole field is foggy, like a cage covered with white gauze. Birds on the horizon fly by and enjoy this beautiful field with us.

We shuttled on the ridge, which was very narrow. The three of us walked carefully. When we saw a twig, we said it was a poisonous twig trap set by the enemy and jumped over.

6. Poems about the morning

1, "Early Baidu City" Li Bai in Tang Dynasty

Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.

In the morning, the morning sun is shining all over the sky, and I am about to embark on my return journey. Looking up from the river, you can see the colorful clouds in Baidicheng, such as among the clouds, and the scenery is gorgeous! Jiangling, thousands of miles away, arrived in one day.

2. "Doing Good and Going Early" in Ting Yun, Tang Wen.

I began to recruit priests in the morning and felt sorry for my hometown. When a chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost.

When I got up at dawn, the bells of horses and chariots had already shaken; Traveling all the way, the wanderer misses his hometown. The chicken is loud and clear, and the thatched shop is bathed in the afterglow of Xiao Yue; Footprints are blurred, and the wooden bridge is covered with early spring frost.

3, "Making Stars" Tang Bai Juyi.

In the early morning light, the room was bright, and the early ya drum began to beat. The dog slept on the steps until the earth got wet, and the birds buzzed around the window as if reporting the weather.

In the early morning, the house is brightly lit and the morning drum strikes. The dog slept on the steps until the earth became wet and the birds sang at the window, as if to report the news of sunny weather.

4, "Early Travel" Song Chen Yu Yi.

Dewdrops invaded the camel's brown, Han Xiao was bright, and the stars were dry and bright. Lonely bridges and dreams, grass insects in the depths of rice fields are singing.

When the dew fell, I wore a thick sweater and felt a little cold. Looking up at the sky, the Big Dipper is particularly bright sideways. I walked across a small bridge, half awake and half asleep, and heard insects chirping in the depths of rice fields.

5. "Early hair" Ye Luo in Tang Dynasty.

A little light leaves Lu drunk and walks alone. I am worried about watching the snow and smelling the cock crow, alone in the sky.

The light was weak, almost extinguished, the wine woke up, and I was ready to leave with a solitary sword on my back. Looking wistfully at the snowflakes flying all over the sky, listening to the peasant chickens crow, I walked alone in the opposite direction to the geese returning home.