I like the rural scenery in my hometown.

Lead: The rural scenery in my hometown is beautiful and charming, which makes people relaxed and happy. How can you not love? The following is a 400-word composition I brought. I love the rural scenery of my hometown. Welcome to read and learn from it.

I like the rural scenery in my hometown. The first article I have a soft pastoral scenery. Rural scenery is a beautiful picture, fresh air, blue sky, clear streams and unique rural scenery will make you miss it.

The countryside in the early morning is particularly charming. At dawn, the surrounding environment is quiet and the air is particularly fresh. I breathe big and fragrant air, which is more comfortable! It's just a pleasure. The rooster awakens people from their sweet sleep. Slowly, one day the sun quietly opened the curtains. With the glory of the eastern part of the earth, people began to come back to work in the fields. The endless fields and green rice fields formed a beautiful picture.

At noon, it was very hot in the village. I knew I was crying, as if I was worried about the death of heat, the leaves of the tree were curled up, the birds were tired and took a nap in the tree.

The night view of the countryside is even more charming. The green and yellow roses seem to be covered with a cream veil. People who work in the fields go out of the fields and walk on country roads. They were barefoot, and some of them caught the cows, and their hair was banging. Seeing the cow twisting its huge body, the tail refused a dumping and walked slowly forward. From time to time, there was the cry of the owner chasing the bullwhip ... Ah! Really beautiful scenery shepherd!

Ah, the scenery in the village is really a beautiful picture. I like the beauty of the countryside.

I like the rural scenery in my hometown. The mountains and rivers in my hometown will always grow with me.

Walking into the pomelo garden, I saw a few pomelos that looked a little old after the early winter. Suddenly I found some grapefruit shining, which really made me curious. Take a closer look, oh. It turned out to be dew, and the dew sat round and round on the grapefruit. The grapefruit dripping with dew is like a shining gem. Some pomelos are as big as fists. We looked over there and saw four or five pomelos gathered together, pulling the tree down together and bending it. The wind blew, and several orange grapefruit swayed in the wind, as if to say: I am mature! ? Seeing this, I recalled eating grapefruit in the past. Now, I'm still sore to the roots!

Although it is early winter, Jiang Yan Road is still green, and the leaves of willow branches have fallen, but there are still willow branches fluttering gently in the wind, still like a little girl's long talk. There are also many trees that flourish, and hard gardeners trim all kinds of very strange shapes for them. Walking into the path, the path is winding and there are colorful lights. Go straight ahead and there is an octagonal pavilion in front. The pattern on the pavilion came straight into our eyes. There are many flowers and trees beside the boat, and of course there are rockeries, some of which are like little girls, old people and the Monkey King. They are really full of vitality. The ship also has a long corridor, like a shelf, with flowers and plants on it. There is a historical folk dance on the stone wall for everyone to watch.

Harvest Pomelo Garden, picturesque Jiang Yan Road, will always make me attached.

I like the rural scenery in my hometown. The third part I love my hometown, and I love the harmonious and beautiful farm scenery even more.

After cleaning up, I walked into the happy little yard. Ah! Green vines and red melons and fruits form a funny scene in the small yard, giving people a refreshing feeling.

Go outside the yard and you will see a crystal clear river. Sometimes some ducks dive into the water for food from time to time. Even if a woman dry-cleans clothes by the river, she will never be scared.

At noon, the river outside the village was shining like gold by the sun.

At dusk, people who have been busy all day happily come back from work. Along the way, they talked and laughed, as if forgetting the frustration of the day.

As night fell, one or two dogs occasionally barked from the village, but they soon disappeared without a trace. Slowly, everything was covered by night.

The countryside, no matter what time and season, is so charming, so strange and so charming. Where else can the scenery compare with the magnificent countryside?