Dusk in the countryside

At dusk in the countryside, 1 The pines and cypresses on the roadside are still guarding our home. They are loyal and never relax. Under the "big hand" of pine and cypress, flowers and plants slowly fell asleep in the gentle breeze. Hongshan is still awake, and she is still showing off her beautiful figure.

The woman who soaked clothes by the river came back with buckets in twos and threes; The shepherd boy sitting on the back of the cow is also driving the cow back; The farmer's uncle, who had been busy in the field all day, also came back with a hoe. ...

At this time, plumes of kitchen smoke appeared in the smoke windows of each family, and the smell of food floated in the kitchen. ...

How beautiful the dusk in the country is! It's dusk in the country!

The countryside is quiet, the countryside is beautiful, and the dusk in the countryside is unique and charming!

The sunset in the countryside is like a drunk, blushing and falling on the top of the mountain. The setting sun dyed the sky red, the earth red, and everything was dyed red by the setting sun.

Love to sing The river no longer sings, it just flows quietly; The small fish in the river stopped jumping. It's dusk. It's time for them to go home for dinner and sleep. The flowers and plants by the river slowly fell asleep; People who are still fishing by the river don't want to go home at all. They are still enjoying the beautiful sunshine leisurely, sitting on a big stone and fishing. ...

I am from the countryside, and the dusk in our countryside is beautiful. Let me show you around.

It's dusk. It's just summer. You can see many rural people having dinner. They first moved all the tables and chairs to a spacious place in front of the door, and the family sat together and had a good time.

Evening is approaching. If you are washing clothes, you will definitely see one or two sparkling ducks swimming around in the water. They swim very slowly. From a distance, I thought it was a few swans made of gold swimming around in the water. Every now and then, he would stick his head in the water. Where is eat small fish?

As dusk approaches, if you walk in the bamboo forest, you will see rows of bamboos guarding your kingdom like soldiers on guard. If it is spring now, you can definitely see the buds sticking out of the ground. There are tall, short, big and small. At this time, dig one and take it home, and make it into braised dried bamboo shoots.

At dusk, if you stand in front of the door, you will definitely see a big hen with several chicks foraging. At this time, if you scatter a handful of rice on the ground, the chicken will definitely "destroy" the rice.

There are still many landscapes in our country. I will tell you next time. Bye.

Twilight in the country 3 The twilight in the country is boundless. The flowers and grass on the roadside collided and fell asleep quietly in the cool evening breeze. Cordate telosma is ready for the "evening concert", making rouge with bright sunset glow and drawing a beautiful red face. Make a long skirt with golden sunshine and put on a soft waist. Ask Xiao Nagao for a spray and insert his colorful hair into the gurgling water. Quietly comb. The naughty stream did not jump, but flowed safely. The cultivation of the river closes your eyes, and water drops are hanging on the curved eyelashes. All the small fish in the river have gone home. Their parents must have invited them to dinner.

The woman washing clothes by the river has washed her clothes and talked about the new things in the village while walking. The children herding sheep have pockets full of sweet and sour dates and come home slowly. Some people work in the fields, some drive tractors home, some carry farm tools home, sweating and their clothes are soaked. Soon, a wisp of smoke came out of every household's chimney, and a symphony of pots and pans sounded in the kitchen. The smell of food floated out of the house and scattered in the street, far away. After dinner, some old people came out of the house one by one, curled up, smoking pipes and sitting together, talking about the previous discussion about Jin, Cowherd and Weaver Girl, Three Kingdoms and Liu Bei.

At this time, the new moon hung vaguely in the night sky.

Dusk in the countryside 4 The sun is gradually setting, and the countryside has ushered in another charming dusk.

Listen attentively, sometimes there are Niu Jiao, sometimes there are sheep barking. It's time for cattle and sheep to return to their nests.

As the sun sets, a touch of pink satin appears in the blue sky, which is the sunset glow. Clouds in the sky, some like peaks, some like galloping horses, some like cotton piles ... bright red, pink and orange ... in various forms and colors, very beautiful!

The mountains lay quietly, like camels just preparing for a long journey, and the sun painted them with gold.

The river buzzes and flows slowly at the western end of the village. The river is shallow, clear and bright. Children like to play in the river. There are pebbles of various colors at the bottom of the water, like duck eggs, and barefoot children step on them, like dancing in a swing dance.

In the village, the smoke curled up from the roof floated into the sky. There is an attractive smell in the room. I don't know which one opened the pot. The flowers in the flower pond in front of the door are dazzling in the sunset.

From a distance, there are green corn and golden sunflower in the field. Purple buckwheat, reflecting the golden sunshine, exudes dazzling brilliance.

The glow gradually disappeared, and the farmers in the fields came back with hoes and shovels, with a day's fatigue. The hills turned black, adding a mysterious color. The river is humming a beautiful song and flowing. The dusk in my hometown is like a beautiful painting.

In the evening in the countryside, the sun gradually sets, and the countryside ushered in a charming night. Listen attentively, sometimes there are Niu Jiao, sometimes there are sheep barking. It's time for cattle and sheep to return to their nests.

The sun is setting in the west, and a touch of pink satin appears in the blue sky, which is the sunset glow. The clouds in the sky are like mountains, some like running horses, some like cotton piles ... bright red, pink, orange ... all kinds of shapes and colors, very beautiful.

The mountains are quietly hidden, like a camel just preparing for a long journey, and the sun has painted them with gold.

The river hummed this song at the western end of the village and flowed slowly. The river is shallow, clear and bright. Children like to play in the river. There are pebbles of various colors at the bottom of the water, like duck eggs. Barefoot children stepped on it and swayed like dancing.

In the village, the smoke curled up from the roof floated into the sky. I don't know which one exudes an attractive fragrance, and the flower is dazzling in the sunset glow. From a distance, there are green corn, golden sunflower and purple buckwheat in the field, reflecting the golden sunshine and emitting dazzling brilliance. The sunset gradually disappeared, and the farmers in the fields came back with a day's fatigue. The mountains turned black, adding a mysterious color.

The dusk in my hometown is like a beautiful painting.

The afterglow of the sunset in the countryside dyed the horizon red, and pieces of sunset glow were reflected in the mirror-like river, like cockscomb flowers in full bloom. The willow branches on the shore swayed gently with the breeze, as if afraid of disturbing the river. Suddenly, there was a "jump" I don't know which naughty child threw a stone into the river, which caused ripples on the river. "Celosia cristata" suddenly turned into a golden disc. Under the willow tree, there are several little girls sitting, talking and laughing.

The fields in the distance are endless. Green wheat seedlings cover the horizon like a green carpet. A breeze blew, rippling waves, and from a distance, the big carpet fluttered gently under the blue sky. On the path in the field, several figures were shaking. That's the farmer who called it a day, carrying a hoe home. They talked and laughed about the good harvest this year.

The sunset hangs halfway up the mountain, and the sunset glow gradually turns from bright red to deep red. On the hillside, a group of children are flying kites. There are all kinds of kites in the blue sky. "Dragonflies" with big eyes and "butterflies" flying with wings spread ... The children looked up and stared at the kite in the sky, and the thread danced in their dexterous hands. The afterglow of the sunset reflected on them, and everyone seemed to be wearing a golden coat. Laughter echoed in the valley for a long time.

Look, on the grass over there, a little shepherd boy is lying on the cow's back, watching the cow eat grass with relish. The grass is tender and green, and the little shepherd boy is fascinated by it, as if to jump off the cow's back and take a bite.

Listen, there are waves of reading from the river. A little girl leans against a willow tree and learns English with a tape recorder.

The sunset slowly faded down the hillside, reluctantly taking away the last ray of sunshine, and the small window of the hut flashed with lights. The wicker hangs willfully to the river. Shan Ye is blurred, and the countryside is full of quiet breath.

The sunset in the country is like a drunken red-faced man, staggering on the other side of the country mountain. One of them accidentally fell there, reflecting the water and sky half red and half gold.

The dusk in the country is beautiful and quiet.

The flowers and trees on the roadside fell asleep quietly in the slight evening breeze. Cordate telosma, on the other hand, is dressed up to prepare for the "party". They made rouge with gorgeous sunset glow, painted red faces, made long skirts with golden colorful clouds, put on flexible waists, borrowed a spray from the river and inserted their colorful hair ... The willows by the river hung down their hair and quietly put it into the water for washing. The river was no longer active and flowed quietly. The small fish in the river are also gone. Maybe their parents let them go home for dinner!

The dusk in the country is lively and lively.

Birds in the western hills return to the forest at dusk. All kinds of birds are flying in the air. Father bird wants to take food home, mother bird wants to go back to cook, but some naughty birds still rush home.

The woman who washed clothes by the river came back in twos and threes, chatting with the news in the village while walking. The cowherd sat on the back of the cow, and his pockets were full of delicious wild fruits. Farmers working in the fields are sweating like a pig. Soon, plumes of smoke rose from the chimneys of every household, and symphonies of pots and pans sounded in the kitchen. After dinner, some grandfathers talked about Liu Bei and the Three Kingdoms with pipes in their mouths.

At this time, the orange sun has already turned into a crescent moon hanging high in the sky.

The evening in the countryside is full of vibrant spring scenery, the blooming summer is charming, the fruity Mid-Autumn Festival is worthy of praise, and the winter in the north is really spectacular. However, I love the beautiful dusk more, not only because it has intoxicating amorous feelings, but also because it is full of rich flavor of life.

There are some interesting things on the country road. The children were bathed in the afterglow of the sunset, driving flocks of cattle and sheep home. A lovely lamb and a lively calf followed their mother and had a good time. The children waved whips and sang cheerful songs loudly. Singing and singing, the cries of cattle and sheep make up a beautiful "Pastoral", which is scattered on this small road full of local flavor with the sunset and sunset glow.

As far as I can see, the sunset has hung on the celestial pole, like a jade plate, shining on people's faces, as if it were plated with gold. When it shines on the water, the river floats like gold, as if there are magical little stars shining, shining on the green trees, which seem to be coated with oil and look greener.

At dusk, the color of clouds changes greatly, from golden yellow to purplish red. As long as you blink, it turns red again. It's really colorful and changeable.

Slowly, slowly, the golden sun turned into a big red fireball and fell into the cracks in the clouds on the horizon, dyeing the clouds colorful. It smiled as if to say, "See you tomorrow, little friend, and have a good dream!" " "Say that finish, then shook his head and disappeared in the sky.

Ah! The scenery at dusk is really charming!

Dusk in the country means that the day is coming to an end. Sunset sets on the other side of the country mountain, like a drunk with a red face, reflecting the water and the sky half red and half gold.

The countryside is quiet and beautiful. Touched by the evening breeze, the grass fluttered and rested. The birds are singing and getting ready for bed. Only the flowers are full of energy and are dressing up for the "concert in the evening"! They put red light on their faces as rouge. In an instant, they turned into red faces. They use the golden light as a long skirt and wrap it around their slender waist. They borrowed a spray from the little black brother and painted it on their colorful heads. Sister Liu couldn't help but take off the bow on her head and gently distribute a bunch of shows into the river to freshen up.

The river stopped breathing and flowed quietly, and the water lilies in the river closed their eyes. Look, there are still beads of water on her eyelashes! The little fish in the river has disappeared. It must have gone home! Several old people who have been sticking to the river are now taking a nap. Only a few leaves drift leisurely on the river, like a boat. Isn't "sailing on the blue waves and people traveling in the illustrated world" a description of the scene before us?

The village is really lively at this time! You see, every household has lights on, just like thousands of lanterns. Smoke billowed from the chimneys of every household, compared with the cooked food. In the distance, it is the laughter of children, the symphony of flowers and birds, and the crisp crying of babies.

Night has come quietly, and a bright moon is hanging in the sky, telling stories to the stars!

What a poetic country dusk!

10 dusk in the countryside, the sun is gradually setting, and the countryside has ushered in a charming dusk.

Listen carefully, and sometimes there came a few Niu Jiao, and sometimes there came a few sheep barking. It's time for cattle and sheep to return to their nests.

As the sun sets, a pink satin appears in the blue sky, which is the sunset glow. Clouds in the sky, some like mountain peaks, some like galloping horses, some like goldfish ... some are bright red, some are pink, some are orange ... what a variety of colors and shapes!

The mountains lay quietly, like a camel just preparing for a long journey, and the sunset painted them with a layer of Phnom Penh.

The river buzzes and flows slowly at the western end of the village. The river is shallow, clear and bright. Children released from school play in the river, showing a unique sense of humor.

In the village, the smoke curled up from the roof floated into the sky. There is an attractive smell in the room. I don't know which one opened the pot. The flowers in front of the door are more dazzling.

Looking into the field, there are green corn and golden sunflower. Reflecting the golden sunshine, it gives off dazzling light.

The glow faded away, and the farmers came back tired with hoes. The voices of families calling their children to eat came and went, and soon there was laughter in the yard. The hill turned black, and the river was humming a moving song.

The dusk in the countryside is like a beautiful painting.

Evening in the countryside 1 1 I have experienced the majesty of Mount Tai, the grandeur of the sea and the beauty of Xiangshan, but I like my hometown best, especially the dusk in the countryside. Her beauty fascinates me and makes me linger.

The river at dusk is so quiet, as quiet as a mirror, which can reflect your shadow. At dusk, the river is clear enough to see the sand at the bottom. The river at dusk is so beautiful. The sunset dyed the river red, and a few small white geese remained on the water and left. Several grandfathers are holding fishing rods, quietly waiting for the little fish to take the bait!

On the country road, groups of children are driving groups of cattle and sheep on their way home. They are wearing hats with a string of grasshoppers on them. Their lovely little hands are carrying baskets full of grass and humming country songs. Their faces are full of smiles. Herds of sheep and calves are enjoying themselves. Although their stomachs are full, they still don't forget to lower their heads and chew a few mouthfuls of grass.

In the small courtyard of the farmhouse, chickens and ducks are walking slowly to get ready for sleep, and there are wisps of light smoke floating in the chimney. I don't know who cooked the food. It smells delicious and makes people drool. Can't help but speed up the pace of going home.

What a beautiful country! How beautiful the dusk in the country is! Just like a beautiful picture scroll, people will never forget it!

I like the dusk in the country!

The dusk in the countryside is 12. The vibrant spring scenery is intoxicating, the colorful summer rhyme is charming, the fruity autumn scenery is refreshing, and the northern winter wrapped in silver is really spectacular. However, the dusk in beautiful countryside attracts me more, not only because of its intoxicating charm, but also because it is full of rich interests.

How gorgeous it is to scatter your afterglow to the earth at dusk in the countryside! How red and beautiful it is whenever your afterglow shines on this river!

The fields at dusk are more beautiful under your afterglow. There is a soft sunset glow rising in Ran Ran, and the red glow is like colored silk, smeared on the sky and covered on the ground. The smiling faces of people who have worked all day are more rosy. They looked at the red, clear and golden fields, and the fatigue of the day was forgotten.

How beautiful the river is at dusk! The red sunset dyed the river red. Under the touch of the evening breeze, the river has numerous ripples, like red ribbons, flowing gently. Several leaves began their long journey in the water.

In the village at dusk, there is a strong fragrance of flowers. In the countryside, everyone is very harmonious, everyone helps each other, and everyone will help anyone who has difficulties. Every evening, children from all families get together, talking and laughing, talking about their best things.

Ah! What a beautiful country dusk! Like charming music, like a magnificent picture.

Country dusk 13 sunset falls on the hillside of the country like a drunk, reflecting the half-red and half-golden river at the foot of the mountain.

On the horizon, the red clouds with Phnom Penh are changeable, and some are like feathers, floating gently in the air; Some are like fish scales, neatly arranged one by one; Some are like horses, galloping under the blue sky ... some clouds are "outstanding" and individual flowers are flying in the air; Some clouds "swarmed" and clouds decorated the sky into beautiful brocade.

In the distance, rolling mountains came into view, looming under the cover of fog. Look around, ah! The trees in the mountains are so green that people forget all their troubles; At the waist of the mountain, there are two sparse small houses, and the smoke on the roof is curled up, and it seems that you are there when you close your eyes; In front of the door, a rhubarb dog dozed off on the ground; Behind the house, in the bamboo forest, flocks of ducks are singing; In the yard, two children are playing happily. They chased and ran, and their laughter echoed throughout the mountain. Inside, an old couple are drinking and chatting, looking a little drunk; In front of the stove, the eldest son is busy chopping wood and cooking ... The fog is connected with mountains, mountains are connected with trees, trees are connected with houses, and birds are chirping and singing on the eaves. The whole country is beautiful as a fairyland.

Nearby, in the village, next to the thatched cottage, there are golden rice fields, wheat is bent with laughter in the sunset, and the river beside the field is tinkling and singing cheerful songs. Accompanied by these laughter, the farmers' uncles finished their day's work and were packing up farm tools to go home for dinner, while the children sitting on the stools in front of the door were eagerly looking forward to their parents' return. ...

The dusk in the countryside is beautiful, quiet, imaginative, lively, lively and warm.

Country dusk 14 The sun seems to be drunk, stained with light red, and the blue sky has changed into a new red and gold dress. Both heaven and earth are colored by the sun, half red and half gold.

The dusk in the country is lively. The roadside flowers woke up in the slow evening breeze and held a "concert" on the grass; Flowers have turned into sparkling clothes, swaying their beautiful and slim figures; Birds sing cheerful evening symphonies; The river brushed its naughty and lovely little waves and played the accompaniment; The sound of "flowers, flowers", accompanied by the wonderful songs of birds and the charming and colorful dance steps of flowers, constitutes a beautiful scenery that cannot be missed in the countryside dusk.

The dusk in the country is busy. "Birds return to the forest in the sunset", and the scene of birds returning home in the country is very spectacular. Look, there are several black shadows in the red sky. They are some birds ready to return to the forest. Gradually, more and more birds appeared in the sky, decorating the picture of dusk.

The dusk in the country is very quiet. The setting sun shines on people's faces, as if it were plated with gold; Shining on the water, the river is instantly golden; Shining on the big tree, the green leaves seem to be covered with oil and look greener. After a hard day's work, people sit leisurely on the small stool in front of the door, shaking a big cattail leaf fan and chatting about the interesting things of the day, which is very comfortable. Children will always have inexhaustible energy to play and chase in the countryside until night falls. ...

How beautiful the dusk in the country is!

Evening in the country 15 Last summer vacation, my mother took me back to Xi 'an's grandmother's house to play. One day, my uncle said that it was really beautiful to take my mother and me to play in the mountains! What impressed me the most was the dusk in the country!

The setting sun, like a red-faced drunk who drank too much, fell on the other side of the mountain in the country, reflecting the water and the sky half red and half gold.

The dusk in the country is beautiful and quiet. The flowers and grass on the roadside fell asleep quietly under the touch of the evening breeze. The cordate telosmas are full of energy and ready for the "evening concert". They made rouge with gorgeous sunset glow, painted beautiful faces, made long skirts with golden sunshine, put on flexible waists and asked little black brother for a spray. Stuck in their colorful hair, the naughty river in ............................................................................................................................... no longer jumps, but flows peacefully. The water in the river has closed its eyelids, and water droplets are still hanging on its curved eyelashes. All the small fish in the river have gone home. Their parents must have told them to go home for dinner!

The dusk in the country is lively and lively.

Birds return to the forest at sunset. All kinds of birds hurried home. Father bird had to take the food he found home, mother bird had to go back to cook, and only some playful birds hurried home unhurriedly.

The laundry man by the river walked back in twos and threes with buckets, chatting about the new things in the village while walking. The shepherd boy sat on the back of the cow, singing cheerful songs. People who go to work in the fields also bring farm tools home.

After dinner, some grandfathers squatted together with their pipes, talking about the past and the present, the Three Kingdoms and Liu Bei. ...