Rural education narrative narrative lyrical prose about the countryside

The most beautiful ones are the country roads. There are many unknown wild flowers planted along the path, red, yellow, white, purple, colorful, often attracting many bees. Below is a narrative and lyrical prose about the countryside that I have brought to you for your enjoyment.

Narrative and lyrical prose about the countryside: changes in the countryside

When I was young, with a heart for learning, I worked hard and wanted to break into the city!

I am the son of a farmer, with persistence and perseverance flowing through my body. The hardships of my compatriots and the grayness of the current situation make me angry. How many times, tens of thousands of times, I cried deeply in my heart: I want to stand up! I want to leave! I want to leave this closed, conservative, backward and poor village!

Whenever I was young I worked in the fields, and whenever I was young, I went to the mountains to cut firewood, no matter whether I was climbing hard or going downhill with trembling. When the whole body is wet with sweat, the whole body is hot, and the sweat is pouring down, and the steps are difficult. I made up my mind in pain again and shouted from the bottom of my heart: I want to leave! I want to escape!

This is the cry of thousands of farmers’ children! This is the voice of many farmers’ children! Who doesn’t? Yearning for a better life? Who doesn’t want to live in a high-rise building? Who doesn’t want to walk on a flat, spacious, bright road? Who doesn’t want to live a prosperous and happy life?

However, in the rural areas of the 1960s and 1970s, Especially in the remote villages in our hometown, everything is dusty in sunny days and muddy in rainy seasons. The houses people live in are old and small, and the villages are dilapidated. Flies are flying everywhere, rats are seen all the time, crows are heard all the time, and sparrows are flying all over the sky. Farmers' farming methods are both primitive and backward. They either dig with their shoulders or use oxen and horse-drawn plows. People wake up early and work hard at night, sweat profusely, and live a hard life. The life of farmers goes like this year after year, generation after generation. Even after learning from Dazhai, not much has changed.

Will the lives of farmers change? What can farmers expect? Who will save farmers? Look deep in the sky, the clouds are surging and the clouds are changing! With a sound of spring thunder, the ground shakes and the mountains shake, the wind rolls in the remaining clouds, and the waves rise. . In the 1980s, the situation changed suddenly, China was rejuvenated, the country was changing, society was changing, and the countryside was changing! With the social reform, various trends of thought poured into the countryside. The children of farmers have the opportunity to see the wealth and prosperity of the city, and have the opportunity to develop and survive in the city.

Who still wants to stay in the countryside, who doesn’t want to jump out of the farm?!

Maybe it is my strong desire that moved God, or maybe it was my inner cry that won the mercy of the goddess of luck. In the 1980s, I walked out of the countryside and became a factory worker as I wished, finally holding the "golden rice bowl" in my hands. As the son of a farmer, I finally lived in a high-rise building, saw the appearance of steelmaking, and heard the rumble of machines. I finally saw the train running and the plane flying in the sky?

I walked on the wide and bright streets, and I wandered in the colorful parks. People in the city are fashionably dressed, impressive, and full of confidence and happiness?

Maybe it is the long-cherished wish of farmers for generations, maybe it is the sincere expectation of billions of hearts, maybe it is the children of farmers The shouts shook the heaven and earth. Perhaps the wisdom of politicians was awakened by the gods. From the 1980s to the 1990s, a huge reform storm set off in the land of China, and the sleeping land was filled with vitality. In the blink of an eye, many villages organized construction teams and rushed to factories and cities. Many rural-run factories and rural-run companies came into being. Young men and women from rural areas flocked to the cities to work, do business, and further their studies?

Farmland has undergone qualitative changes. Farmland has been assigned production, contracted, and Rent and sell. Make the land more valuable and poetic. The farmers' houses were also built according to the plan, with brand-new clothes and a modern atmosphere and vitality. Rows and rows of tall farm buildings appear in the village. Spacious passages, perfect facilities, and elegant environment. Gone are the past dirty, messy, and messy days. Modern urbanized new rural areas are blooming everywhere. The times have progressed, the countryside has become richer, and the divine continent has glowed! Change has made reptiles fly! Change has made ordinary gods! Change, constantly changing, progressively, and scientifically.

Become rich and powerful! Become perfect! Become a glorious world! Become a prosperous Chinese age!

Two thousand years have passed. At this time, you are the son or daughter of farmers, and you will not Just like I did back then, crying with worry and pain. Even if you are a proud man in the city and you once had a bad view of the countryside, the changes in the countryside today cannot help but amaze you! Praise!

Look: how many once dilapidated villages have become gorgeous villages and towns! How many The faces that were once shy now show joy and happiness! How many children of farmers who were once frustrated and confused are now entrepreneurs and leaders in getting rich

Under the blue sky and white clouds, among the streams and green grass, farmers are revealed The mansion and mansion of the children. On the roads in the countryside, Mercedes-Benzes and BMWs driven by farmers' sons and daughters were driving.

I firmly believe that smart and hard-working Chinese farmers will create a better and more harmonious life in modern China!

New villages full of vitality will appear everywhere! Thank you for this era! Thank you for the great reform!

Narrative and lyrical prose about the countryside: Rural Dirt Road

Every time it rains, I sit alone in front of the window and look at the distant hillsides. , the dirt road on the hillside leads me back to the distant past; back to the hometown where I was born and raised. The hometown where I have lived for thirty or forty years has left a deep memory in the depths of my soul. The tranquility and tranquility are irreplaceable; the simplicity recognizes what cannot be found, and does not appear lavish or fancy at all. Gorgeous, compared with the noisy city, the countryside is like an elegant little flower, neither flashy nor kitsch, quietly guarding a corner.

In my memory, every summer when the sky is clear after the rain, when walking on the country road, a faint muddy smell permeates the green shade, and a freshness and elegance arise spontaneously. The dirt roads in the countryside in my memory are covered with the hoof prints and car marks of cattle and sheep, or there are even cattle and sheep excrement left in the middle of the road. The air on the rural dirt road under the shade of greenery emits a fishy smell of grass mixed with the smell of livestock.

The conditions on the country roads and the smell of grass and livestock manure have long been sealed in dusty memories. In today's countryside, farm machinery has replaced cattle and horses, and there are very few farmers raising cattle and sheep. Cement Pavement replaced dirt roads.

Talking through the memory lane, we are looking for the past. Due to the cultural and economic backwardness in the rural areas during our childhood, rural children used to have low self-esteem. Rural children have their own unique toys, imitating those in movies. The characters play war, climb trees, throw mud, dig out bird's nests, play with sandbags, or even play some slightly intellectual games: "Wolf Eats Baby" and other games with a bit of primitive savagery. There were only a few simple things that made us enjoy ourselves here and there. Almost all of them were done on the dirt roadside. In those years of material and spiritual poverty, we enjoyed them.

One year, a team of the People's Liberation Army came to the village. They trained every day, carrying telephone lines on their backs, and quickly wiring and wiring along the road; some of the People's Liberation Army also carried walkie-talkies, telegraph machines, and callers on their backs. ;Part of the People's Liberation Army carrying guns and other cross-country training. We followed behind with curious eyes open, running forward and backward, trying hard to find "rare things", staring closely at the rare things that we had only seen in movies but never really seen, and envied the daily life of the People's Liberation Army. life, envy their daily deeds, and dream of growing up to be a People's Liberation Army soldier.

One day, news came out in the village that the People's Liberation Army was going to conduct exercises in Lingaoba. They were going to build pontoons, as well as aircraft, tanks and other weapons that we had never really seen before. It was a huge temptation. He instigated me and several friends from the village to carry my family on our backs, and we all ran to watch. Unfortunately, the exercise did not go as expected. We brothers ran all day, covering more than 30 miles, to surround Lin Gao. The dirt road went around a long way, but I didn't see everything I imagined. Instead, I experienced hunger and hardship. I waited until the afternoon to move home with weak legs. The feeling is still unforgettable, and it naturally attracted scolding from my family.

Childhood memories are bitter.

The temptation of a movie is also huge. Regardless of the distance, as long as there is news of a movie, it is enough to make the small mountain village excited. The men, women and children in the village rush to tell each other, and groups of men and women run on the dirt roads in the countryside. There was no flashlight in the dark night, so everyone went back one foot at a time. On the way back, they savored the self-righteous "cultural feast", arguing, supplementing, and sorting out every big and small thing in the movie. The small plot evaluates the gains and losses, good and bad of the characters.

Although there were dirt roads everywhere in the countryside when I was a child, they were always lined with trees. You could often see cattle, sheep and other livestock, with their hoofprints and traces everywhere. Today’s countryside Although the dirt roads were replaced by cement pavements, they lost the shade of trees and their traces; when I was a child, the countryside was full of big trees and there were flocks of birds. Now, the countryside has become empty and tall trees. Lost traces, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers no longer reappear, and traces of livestock are hard to find. In the memory of rural children, horses, donkeys, mules, etc. can only stay in the sensory memory of film and television works.

The dirt road in the countryside leads to a simple, honest and unassuming village; it is the gateway to the enlightenment of my life thoughts and my spiritual and physical hometown. It occupies the most important place in my life. The pure and most important position; it is also the passage to the paradise of the soul; perhaps it is also the road to the return of my future body and soul in my dreams.

Narrative and lyrical prose about the countryside: Countryside Chronicles

In my memory, movies, acrobatics, and magic were a huge temptation in my childhood countryside. Due to cultural backwardness, there were no more entertainment projects. In the countryside at that time, weddings and funerals were held at a movie or a suona team was invited to play and play, which was extremely lively. Shadow puppet shows and puppet shows will also be held at any time. The good-hearted villagers spontaneously formed a self-music group, brought their own musical instruments, and sang Qinqiang opera all night. The behavior of these wealthy urban families made the villagers from all over the country come to join in the fun and highlight the more exciting scenes. Big scenes, this is also the goal and fashion that people are pursuing at that time.

The countryside has its unique cultural characteristics. Rural culture is the product of farming civilization and has a strong clannish flavor. People of the same clan have lived together for several generations, forming a unique local culture. , family culture, and attitude towards life are influenced by many factors such as region and natural climate, which subtly create a unique farming civilization.

Rural people love to be lively. Whenever someone's family has trouble, they will enthusiastically help. There are even a few neighbors who like Qin opera, and they will negotiate and communicate with the victim's family for just a few pots of tea and a few boxes. They bought cigarettes, opened a place, connected the lights, and brought their own musical instruments. After things started to go as usual, they started their own business, devoting their rough singing voices to their heart's content.

Someone who has good intentions will take the initiative to bring movies, shadow puppets or puppet shows to the door without the owner's consent when they see that the owner's family is well off or has a certain amount of power. The owner's family will not be able to afford it. Under the persuasion of the villagers, he had no choice but to give in. Amidst the sound of praise and the eyes of admiring eyes, he completed the conventional routine of doing things in the countryside. The term "breeding room" has long been introduced to the stage of history. Among the younger generation or generations, almost no one knows what it is, let alone understands it.

In the past, during the days of agricultural production teams, the "breeding room" was one of the key departments of the entire production team, because in the farming era, men were strength and animals were wealth. All the livestock of the entire production team are raised here. It is the power source of the agricultural production of the entire production team, and is related to the production efficiency and economic lifeline of the entire production team. The production team arranges several people to raise all the livestock, hay, feed, bedding, and leaving the pen (cleaning the livestock's feces) to ensure that the livestock have a dry and comfortable living environment. There are a complete set of process number rules and requirements. The keepers live together in the breeding room.

My grandfather used to be a breeder in our production team.

When I was a child, my father was teaching abroad and my mother was doing farm work with the production team. She had no time to take care of me. I followed my grandfather all the year round, going in and out of the breeding room. I heard and witnessed the whole process of his old man raising livestock, and I was familiar with the things in the breeding room. Everything, familiar with the breeder's "working procedures". My grandfather loved me very much. During those years when supplies were scarce and mistakes were scarce, he took care of me as much as possible and didn't let me starve. Every time he stir-fries food for the livestock, he uses his little power to withhold part of the soybeans, red beans, and corn and stir-fry them very well. It is good when it is done), which not only satisfies my cravings, but also comforts my often tired and hungry belly.

Grandfather mixed the feed with the grass for the livestock, so that the animals can recharge their batteries and grow good fat, which can be used for agricultural production. One cow, one mule, one horse, one donkey. The livestock were raised fat and strong by their grandfather. The animals made their due contributions to the farming of the production team, which effectively promoted the agricultural production of our production team and ensured the completion of various agricultural production tasks. According to what was said at the time, the per capita output value of our production team was among the best in the entire commune. Compared with other production teams, the per capita living standard of our production team has always been far ahead. People in the surrounding villages were very envious, and people in the nearby villages all hoped to work with us. He found his son-in-law Chenglong Kuai in the village. For this reason, his grandfather was repeatedly commended by the brigade and the commune, and was rated as an advanced individual many times.

Every winter, after a period of time, the team leader will arrange some labor to clean up the animal excrement in the breeding room and push it to a designated place, which we call the "dung field". Don't touch it in winter. When next spring comes, before spring plowing and production, the mountains of manure will be fermented. Once dug up, you will see the steam and the whitish stuff. The animal manure has lost its original grassy and smelly smell. In human terms, "raw manure" develops into "cooked manure", and the value and benefits of the manure will increase exponentially. Therefore, every spring, the production team will arrange some labor, organize a considerable number of people to break up the manure, grind it very fine, and then organize manpower to haul it to the fields to prepare for sowing in the spring.

We call the activity of polishing dung "dung grinding". Every spring, a group of men and women gather together to "beat the dung", working together, talking and laughing. After work, they like to joke about some dirty jokes or talk about the news on the radio; some people sing a few words impromptu; the older people like Qin Opera and can't help but roar a few times. There is a man in the village who The old man, because his ears were dull, everyone called him "the deaf old man". He was happy for a moment and couldn't stand everyone's fuss. He climbed to the top of the dung pile and used it as a stage to roar a piece of "Yuanmen Kills the Son" and "Zhang Liang". Selling cloth"?, which attracted bursts of cheers from everyone.

The breeding rooms, warehouses, and schools in the village are lined up in the center of the village. Our junior high school students spent three years in the village’s primary school. You can often see the production team leader ringing the bell to urge the villagers to go to work and assign work. You can hear his curses. You can also see that in order to record work points, year-end accounting, and distribution of work points, They were so noisy about the food that they even cursed and fought with each other over the pitiful rations.

When I was a child, I often looked forward to the production team sharing food, cooking oil, etc. Although the distribution was pitiful every time, it was a thought of the whole family. In my childhood memories, the production team leader had the right to The Supreme Being is concerned with our food problem. We dare not offend him at all, otherwise, we will suffer endless hardships. Everyone is fawning over the captain, hoping to arrange some light work, earn more work points, and have a good year-end. As a result of the settlement, we can finally share a little more food to prevent the family from starving. Therefore, the captain's children are very strong among our peers and often bully us, but we dare not resist, because this will cause conflicts between adults. No one wants to feel uncomfortable for themselves.

Childhood memories are bitter, but they do not lose their joy. Without too many things to play, hunger often bothers us. Every spring, almost every family will suffer from spring famine. The elders plan their only rations as early as possible and mix in some game from time to time? Sophora japonica, alfalfa, bitter greens, shepherd's purse, gray greens, etc. to ensure that the whole family does not starve. Can receive new grain.

Every time after school or on Sunday, we often dig wild vegetables in groups and steal alfalfa (alfalfa at that time was used by each production team to feed livestock. Spring had just begun, and the new sprouts were tender and delicious). You can search everywhere for medicinal materials such as Bupleurum, Red Hu, Astragalus, Forsythia, Sophora japonica, Motherwort, etc.; or you can hunt wild grass to help your mother feed the pigs. At the end of the year, you can get back a sum of money to help your family tide over the difficulties; you can also dig up medicines and sell them. The money can be used to subsidize your own school supplies or satisfy your cravings.

In my spare time, I occasionally mentioned it to my daughter, but my daughter disagreed. She didn’t believe it at all, and she didn’t know what it felt like to be hungry. She just thought it was fresh and muttered that the taste of wild vegetables was really good.

About rural prose:

1. Feeling rural prose

2. Rural lyrical prose

3. Classic prose describing the countryside

4. Prose describing a rural night