Rural composition in my eyes

In daily study, work and life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. According to the characteristics of writing proposition, composition can be divided into propositional composition and non-propositional composition. How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? The following is my collection of rural compositions in my eyes for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

The composition of the countryside in my eyes 1 The countryside is beautiful and simple. In my eyes, many people will pursue beautiful countryside, and beautiful countryside is what many people yearn for. Let me talk about beautiful countryside in my eyes.

The country is quiet, much better than the noisy scenes in the city. There, there is a narrow path on the mountain, a path on the ground, a fence and a small bungalow next to it. As Yang Wanli wrote, "The fence is sparse all the way, but it is deep all the way", which describes this scene.

The country is beautiful, and the venue in front of the country can be arranged by the owner at will. Plant a few flowers and trees to form a messy beauty. In the city, there are green grass and trees everywhere in front of the community. You can only set up the community, how can you arrange it yourself!

People in rural areas are healthier. Their food comes from their own hard work, and they are not afraid of getting sick. There are no additives in it. Chickens can be raised by themselves, and they are not afraid of hormones, so they can have a natural taste. We don't even know if there are additives in the food, and of course we don't know what the original taste is.

Ah! The country is like this in my eyes, and I yearn for such a country!

I have been to many villages and seen many beautiful rural scenery. What impressed me most was the scenery in front of grandpa's house in the countryside.

Standing in front of grandpa's house, looking into the distance, the mountains are rolling. There are patches of bamboo forests on the mountain, which are lush and green, like a green ocean. When the wind comes, the bamboo sea will roll with green waves, which will surprise the birds in the bamboo forest to fly around, gather together and chirp ... very lively.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a winding and clear stream with smooth pebbles lying inside. Small fish are playing among pebbles. They swam east, west, south and north for a while. How happy they are! Rows of willows grow by the stream, like a well-dressed etiquette lady dressing up by the stream.

The most beautiful is the rape field in front of grandpa's house. Every spring, rape blossoms bloom and golden rape blossoms grow like a big piece of gold. The rich fragrance of rape flowers attracts swarms of bees and butterflies to dance and play here. Several children ran around in the rape field with nets to catch butterflies, which made me think that "the children chased Huang Die, but they didn't find it in the cauliflower".

The scenery in front of grandpa's house is so beautiful that I can't forget it. I like this beautiful rural scenery.

Country life in my eyes is very interesting. Every family has fields and grows all kinds of green vegetables without chemical fertilizers and pesticides; Chickens also grow up eating insects, so the yolk is very yellow and nutritious; But the chickens in the city grew up eating feed and hormones. The newspaper said that it is harmful for children to eat too many such eggs.

When you eat in the countryside, if there are many people, you will use a washbasin or footbath to hold the dishes, but it is very clean. This is what my father told me later. I was only four years old then. I don't know that much. I only saw braised pork, chicken legs, scrambled eggs with tomatoes in the basin ... it was so delicious that my mouth was watering! So I ran to the table, grabbed chopsticks and wolfed it down.

I'm full. I play with a country girl. She is thin and short, with dark skin and a little pink face. She is a simple and kind girl. When I suddenly tripped over a stone and my knee bled, I cried with pain. She quickly comforted me and told me jokes, which made me laugh. She also took me to a well. She said, "This is a well in our village. People who are thirsty can come to the well to draw water. " The water in the well comes from underground, which is clear, sweet and cool, and is better than the tap water in the city 100 times. Later, the girl took me to the countryside and visited the scenery full of local flavor.

The village in my eyes is a pure natural happy garden!

Rural composition in my eyes. In my eyes, the spring scenery in the countryside is that the rising sun hangs obliquely on the roof, pushes open the door, and animals move freely in the yard in twos and threes. There is a cock striding with its tail up, a bull called by Cleisthenes while eating grass, and a rabbit skipping.

Then, when you walk out of the courtyard, you can see endless wheat fields and newly sprouted wheat seedlings, giving people a feeling of vitality and recovery. Looking at one end of the wheat field, you can vaguely see the rolling mountains in the distance. They are like a magician, changing into various shapes. Some are like Wuzhishan, some are like giant's feet, some are like big round ice cream balls, and there are countless. ...

Then came a stream. Birds often come to drink water in the stream. These birds have almost become good friends with the people here. Even if someone comes to fetch water, they are never afraid. The scene in the stream is also crystal clear, and all kinds of small fish swim together in twos and threes. They peck bubbles in the water grass for a while, play hide-and-seek on the rocks for a while, and jump out of the water to see the outside world like carp yue longmen. Birds by the stream and small fish in the stream bring vitality to the pastoral scenery of nature.

Wheat fields, cattle, mountains, streams, birds and small fish form a picture here. I can't help but think of the poem in Painting: "Looking at the mountains from afar, the water is silent, and the flowers are still there in spring, and people are not surprised."

This is the spring scenery in the countryside in my eyes. Do you like it?

I have been to many places, including the magnificent sea and the mirror-like West Lake ... but the place that impressed me the most was the fresh and simple countryside.

On a fragrant morning, I set out for my grandmother's house, only to see the misty white fog hanging over the whole country, as if to put a veil on the country. On the country road leading to grandma's house, I saw many colorful flowers. Some three or four flowers bloom together, some stand out, and large and small flowers compete with each other to form a beautiful picture.

I came to my grandmother's door and saw clusters of red berries. The bright red leaves are shining with bright white luster under the sunlight, which also touches my heartstrings. I reached out my hands and gently stroked the leaves of red leaf plum. Ah! It's tender and oily, as if it would break if you tried hard.

When I came to my grandmother's house, she made me a cup of tea and went to work. I quietly followed grandma, and she was holding a hoe to loosen the soil, regardless of the sweat on her head. I suddenly felt a shock: without her efforts, there would not be such a beautiful country.

The countryside is really beautiful. I love the countryside, and I love people who dress up the countryside so beautifully!

The country in my eyes is composed of 6 countries that everyone likes, and the country in my eyes is like this.

The hut appeared in front of you. There are many flowers in front of some houses, dahlias, roses, jasmine, and some unknown ones. Hard-working people get up early in the morning, some farm, some weave, and some clean their rooms at home.

If there is a stream behind the hut, the ducklings will feed, swim and play in the water, and a mother duck will lead them in front. Like a teacher leading the children, the "children" are very cute in yellow fluffy coats. They stagger and follow their mother closely, not daring to fall behind!

Then I came to an invisible field. If you come here in spring, you will see golden rape flowers hanging gently in the spring breeze, and other small flowers dancing in the wind, as if welcoming you. There are still bursts of flowers in the air, so fragrant! If you come here in autumn, you will see a golden ocean. The wind blows and ripples like waves. Everyone came to harvest wheat, and their faces were all satisfied with smiles.

Everyone will keep a few chickens. Hens will take their chicks everywhere for food. They also wear yellow clothes and have a small mouth, which makes them more lovely.

The sunset with red, yellow, pink and blue light came to the sky with the evening breeze, and the tired people went back, ending a busy day!

This is a particularly beautiful village, full of reeds. The fields here are different from other places. Let's have a look.

Walking into the village, you will see a small hut at the corner. The roof of the hut is covered with thick thatch. Grandparents sat in front of the door, smiling and praising each other. Behind the house is their field, and the golden ears of wheat bow in the wind!

There is a large reed beside the field. From a distance, yellow-green reeds seem to be covered with a thick layer of white snow. When the wind blows, the reeds like goose feathers fly leisurely. These reeds are like a big cover, covering this small hut in the soft reeds, which makes people feel like they are in a fairyland. Looking closely, those reeds seem to be very comfortable on the reeds, just like lying in bed, very relaxed and enjoying themselves. Gently touching the reed flowers with your hands is like cotton and clouds, not as hard as cotton and not as wet as clouds. The brown-gray color in reed flowers is actually seeds, and the wind blows to let the seeds fly farther away to grow. Reed is special because you rarely see plants with seeds inside and flowers outside.

I like reed flowers and reed stems. I often cut reed stalks into appropriate lengths and turn them into wands in my hands. Every child can wave his wand and play happily.

I like this village, especially the reeds here.

My family lives in Qiaopu Village, Baishajing. This is a beautiful place with beautiful scenery and rich products.

In these two mountains, all the members of our second team live. The houses here are neatly arranged on the roadside, and there is a vegetable and fruit field behind each house. Whenever autumn comes, the golden maple leaves fall from the tall trees like fairies. If you come to our village, you can smell all kinds of fruits at the gate of our team. They are apples, pears and grapes. Spinach, cucumber, carrot and vegetables in the field are all planted by our villagers bit by bit without any additives. They are original and delicious.

In addition to fruits and vegetables in the field, there are lotus flowers in Maeda. In summer, lotus leaves are densely distributed in the fields, just like big green disks. Pink lotus blooms between these big disks. Some just spread out two or three petals. Some petals spread out completely, revealing a small bright yellow lotus flower. Some are still full of flowers and skinny, looking full and about to burst. The breeze blew and the lotus flowers danced happily. At this time, no matter how busy you are, you will stop to enjoy this charming scenery.

There is also a stream near our village, which is clear and transparent and very cool. In summer, the stream has become a paradise for children to play. We took off our clothes and swam happily in the water, just like frogs laughing and weaving a beautiful tune with the sound of streams.

My motherland, I like it, we all like it!

In my eyes, I have a village of my own in my heart. We went to that country-Shen Xi.

Walking into the deep stream, the first thing you see is the continuous mountains. "It's Zhucun!" I secretly sighed in my heart.

After several kilometers of mountain roads, we arrived at Shenxi Dashilan Scenic Area.

"Ding-dong, Ding-dong!" "Hey, what's that noise again?" Out of curiosity, I ran to the gate. It turns out that the spring water is slowly flowing down the stone. Going to climb the mountain! Everyone is yelling at me. I hurried to the stone steps.

Running on the quiet mountain road, the cool breeze blows across the face, and the stream flows along the mountain road along our footsteps, as if racing with us.

On the first platform, I sat on the rock and watched the "landscape" of the rock below lead to the distance like a stone ladder. I can't help feeling that it has a desolate beauty.

When I reached the top of the mountain, my hair was covered with sweat. I looked at the mountain below, yellow and green, like a small hat, and put it on the ground, as if it were going backwards again. Clouds blocked my view, as if they were covered with a layer of white gauze. One on top of the other, criss-crossing and very beautiful. It's raining in Mao Mao again. Green bamboo poles and dense leaves form a huge umbrella to shelter us from the rain, and the rain beads roll on the bamboo leaves, which is particularly beautiful.

At the foot of the mountain, there were birds singing in the forest, as if to congratulate us, and I couldn't help whistling happily.

At night, I look at the mountains and feel such beautiful scenery.

The composition of the countryside in my eyes 10 The countryside is a beautiful painting, and its appearance is deeply imprinted in my heart, which makes me never tire of seeing it. In the charming countryside, you are greeted by colorful, pure and beautiful flowers, including peony, impatiens, cockscomb and dahlia. They are simple and somewhat gorgeous, showing a unique farm scenery. Sunlight sowed seeds like gold, and flowers bathed in sunshine, as if covered with a layer of gold gauze, stood in front of the door in colorful colors.

In the morning, you will smell the fresh air mixed with a little earthy fragrance. Walking on the ridge in the country, you will face a fresh air, which is refreshing. In this beautiful time, hardworking people are working hard, and a few rough folk songs come from time to time, which is a leisurely scene.

In the afternoon, people go to work in the fields. Of course, the children are not idle, running to the fields to play. A group of naive children are jumping like little monkeys. Golden waves rolled over the endless fields, and a bird fell from the sky with a sigh. Pearls glisten, the breeze blows gently, and rice and waves dance together, as if celebrating a bumper harvest in the field.

At night, the beautiful moon hangs high in the air, and the gentle breeze caresses my face like a graceful beauty. I like rural scenery.

My country composition 1 1 In my eyes, the country is the most beautiful.

In the countryside, the elegant air is mixed with charming flowers. It smells refreshing.

In the orchard, we see hardworking farmers busy every day. From a distance, apples look like faces, white and red. Persimmons hanging on the branches are like red lanterns bent on the branches. There are lots of fresh fruits in the orchard all year round. Rural people are also picking fruits and tasting the fruits cultivated by themselves.

In the spring garden, there are flowers everywhere, and a fragrant smell comes to my nostrils, which makes me relaxed and happy, and makes me throw all my troubles to the outside of the cloud nine.

In the vegetable garden, I saw long cucumbers, big red tomatoes and nutritious vegetables. Look! How rich these dishes are! I can't help wanting a bite!

Every year when I go to the countryside, I will see a hen with a flock of chickens going to the jungle to feed; Or a cock with its tail up, striding around.

Look! This is the pastoral scenery in my eyes!

Composition of the countryside in my eyes 12 On a beautiful evening, my father and I went to a small fishing village near Elephant Lake to enjoy the beautiful countryside.

The rain fell on the pond, splashing crystal light rain flowers. Under the green moss, the fish swam leisurely in the water, occasionally sticking their heads out of the water, as if to see the strange world outside.

Rows of red brick houses look simple and tidy. Fishing people sit under the eaves quietly waiting for the fish to bite, so that they can go home and have a good meal. The cute duckling also learned to look like her mother, swagger around and learn to feed in front of and behind the house. On both sides of the road, there are some unknown flowers, red, yellow and white, and some are gorgeous in simplicity. On the pond, there is a curved stone bridge, and lively and lovely swallows pass over it, drawing a beautiful arc in the air. Looking around, smoke billowed in the village and children were playing in the hut. The dog squatted in front of the door to look after the house. ...

How natural and harmonious this pastoral landscape painting is!