Good words and sentences of pastoral scenery

If I live in a big city for a long time, I will yearn for rural scenery. I haven't been to the countryside for a long time. I wonder if everyone is like me? The following are the good words and sentences of rural scenery I collected for you. Although these good words and sentences describing rural scenery can't give you real scenery, they can provide a beautiful picture for your mind. Come and experience it.

Good words and sentences about rural scenery 1 Good words about rural scenery:

Beautiful spring, vibrant, full of spring, men cultivated, women woven, fertile soil thousands of miles away, criss-crossing buildings.

Smoke curled up from the kitchen, intensive cultivation, winding and hovering, lush bamboo and wood, lush grass and rolling wheat waves.

Surrounded by green hills, dotted with mountains and water, the scenery is beautiful, and the life is quiet.

Narrow paths, fat cattle and horses, green mountains and green waters, high trees and dense forests, weeds everywhere, vast land and sparsely populated.

Green grass, birds and flowers, lakes and mountains, birds and flowers, chickens and dogs hear each other.

A good sentence of pastoral scenery

1. In rural areas, there are more vegetables that forget the season. With their tender faces, they began to sing green under the moisture of rain. Even through the fence, I can hear their cheers, clusters, clusters!

2. Every spring is sad in a foreign land, which is what Duqu oriole can know. Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves.

3. In the orchard, persimmons are yellow, like yellow lanterns, and immature oranges are green, swaying in the branches!

In my memory, there are countless beautiful scenery. Not to mention the lotus flower that "emerges from the mud but is not stained, clear but not demon", nor the simple and elegant, beautiful bridges and flowing water, not to mention the verdant pines and cypresses that will last forever. The unique rural scenery alone attracted me deeply. The idyllic countryside full of melon and fruit fragrance is fascinating, the crystal clear and sparkling Tianjiatang is wonderful, and the beautiful and quaint farmhouse music has a unique flavor!

The harvest season is coming, the rice in the field is ripe, and the waves of rice waves are gently touched by the wind. Walking on the path between fields, I can't help thinking; Branches and leaves are interlaced into citrus reticulata, and orange lanterns are laughing happily; The green sugar cane in the distance, like rows of neat soldiers, may be a symbol of a strong and unyielding peasant uncle; In retrospect, I was confused by the golden color, but I was still very happy, because it was a precursor to a bumper harvest. I believe this winter will be even better.

6. Looking eastward, the city is full of smoke, and the tall buildings with flowers and plants are even more pitiful. Who can take me to drink, call a beautiful woman, sing, laugh, dance and have a good life?

7. Xiao Ye began to be strict, and the sky was clear. Trees are cold and birds are rare, and monks are rare in the mountains. Collect the snow on the back window of the sun and open the furnace to release the inkstone ice. I suddenly returned to my old country and wanted to live in Xiling.

8. Sunset shines on the market, and cattle and sheep go home along the path. A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy. There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves. Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.

9, looking at the sky, looking at the drifting clouds, looking at the roadside scenery, let my thoughts run in the sky, let my tired heart rest in this clean land. You can't live too clearly, and it doesn't matter if you indulge your freedom of thought occasionally.

10, hibiscus flowers broken by wood, red calyx in the mountains. There is no one in the stream, and it has begun to fall.

1 1. Not far away, the big trees stand upright and look up, and the dense leaves pass through the shadow of the sun, making their lives particularly vigorous. From a distance, these trees are like a mighty warrior, guarding the flowers and grass here. The grass is extremely green, and there is a drop of dew on the head, which is crystal clear and shining in the hot sun. The grass is like an elegant dancer, dancing in the breeze, and the dance is beautiful and charming. In the distance, flowers are blooming. Come and see! There are many kinds of flowers, just like countless stars in the sky. Red as fire, white as snow, pink as chardonnay and yellow as gold, so beautiful. A faint scent will surely intoxicate you.

12. After lunch, the rain stopped and the sky was a little brighter. The breeze blows gently, and the unique coolness of summer comes slowly. The coolness of summer excites everything such as flowers, plants and crops, and gradually straightens the waist, and the spirits between heaven and earth are also active, and the world is full of vitality.

13, I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the pipa and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.

14. Not far away, Populus davidiana stands erect, with a trace of sunshine in the dense green leaves. Seen from a distance, these poplars are like a powerful defender. The grass is tender and green. The grass is like a big green carpet. Lying on soft green is more comfortable than lying on the sofa. The wild flowers there are unusual and can be smelled thousands of miles away. Every flower proudly raises its head. There is a lovely vegetable field in front of everyone's house, with eggplant, cucumber, pepper, cowpea, strawberry and other fruits and vegetables. Looking down from a height, those fruits and vegetables are like elite soldiers. Like a general, you are ready to lead 100,000 elite troops to attack enemy cities. At night, countless stars blink until we fall asleep, and they don't leave. ...

15, I have sailed the Huanghua River, carrying the channel of the Green Stream. Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles. The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees. The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank. In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water. Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! .

16, the dangerous road turns tens of thousands, and three miles rest. See disciple Lin Shanyin in the circle. Dripping rain, flowing stones. The silence in the deep stream, the roar on the mountain.

17, the desert is dark and raining. For the ancient road submerged by forest, it is all wasteland. When these five crops are harvested, several families in the isolated village cook. Turbulent flow all over the nursery, rotten leaves write autumn branches.

18. There is a river in front of grandma's house, which looks like a calm mirror. The river is clear and you can see the willows on both sides; The river is so quiet that you can't see it flowing; This river is so green, green as a flawless jade. There are ducks, geese and fish swimming in the river. Ducklings are singing, geese are holding their necks high, and small fish are playing underwater. It was fun. If someone is messing around with clothes, they will disappear.

19, overnight, all the standing meals slept on the ground, like a carpet. The fields have become very wide. A few days later, the rice sleeping on the ground disappeared and the fields turned green. Ah, it turned out to be green wheat seedlings, much like green grass. Wheat leaves are thin and long, soft and tender. They suck the crystal rain and dew, scrambling to grow, as if competing for the highest and fastest growth.

20. The amount of water in this place is amazing. As long as you stand in an empty place, there must be a big or small river bend flowing into your eyes.

2 1. Behind the village is an endless mulberry garden. Under the moisture of dew in the spring rain, mulberry trees have sprouted, and the whole mulberry garden is an endless ocean.

22. In addition to the frog drum, there are one or two crisp cicadas, the occasional hiss of unknown insects and the rustling of leaves in the breeze, which adds to the liveliness of this song. They skillfully cooperate with each other and have been echoing and echoing over the countryside. ...

23, the mountain is cold and blue, and the autumn water is flowing. At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze. Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke from supper rises from the house. Summer value meets Yu Zui, and the five willows sing wild poems? .

Village, village, farm, country, new village, fishing village, farmhouse, courtyard, adobe house and canal.

Canal patio field straw house tile house cave garden water town plank road is rugged.

Remote, hidden, quiet and leisurely fields, straws, fields, fertile fields, thin fields, terraces, fertile fields and dry fields.

Land reclamation, preparation for ploughing, ploughing Pingshan Road, the dangerous road is quiet, comfortable and quiet, and the wheat is overflowing.

(of grass and trees) be lush and green

Weeds are everywhere, fragrant grass is delicious, mountains are surrounded by water, bamboo fences and tiled houses, green bamboo forests and canals crisscross the field paths.

On the rugged mountain road, bamboo dances, green grass dances like a carpet, and the fields are thousands of miles clear and transparent. Beautiful rural scenery, beautiful lakes and mountains.

Beautiful scenery, beautiful scenery, surrounded by mountains and rivers, simple folk customs.

Pastoral scenery, scattered bodies and houses, quiet life, a wisp of smoke curling up, chickens and dogs hear each other.

The five grains are abundant, the six valleys are prosperous, the rivers and canals are around the mountains, and the Chinese fir and bamboo are winding.

Huguangshan sandstone avenue and loess avenue have green seedlings, curling smoke and long ripe grass.

Rice waves, golden trees, lush green grass, wolf's tail, ears of grain, high forests, dense green grass and fertile fields.

Terraced canals, vertical and horizontal intensive cultivation, spring seedlings, strong cotton fields, silver waves, rice flowers, fragrant fragrance.

Static trees, high forests, dense forests, beautiful bamboos, cultivated bamboos, green hills and endless green grass in the forest.

The fragrant rice is hidden in the jungle, intoxicating, and the ears of rice are rich.

Wheat waves roll in the vast forest, seedlings grow vigorously, weeds are everywhere, chickens crow and dogs bark, and buildings crisscross between Shan Ye and roads.

There are thousands of miles of green grass in the field.

Tractors kept driving back and forth on the harvested land, and layers of mud waves turned up behind them.

Although the scenery of the mountain village is not as beautiful as that of Guilin, it is unforgettable. Yellow wheat, green mountains, green water, colorful flowers and blue sky constitute an unpretentious pastoral landscape.

Autumn scenery in the field is beautiful, and clusters of chrysanthemums on the roadside stand out. Chrysanthemums are all kinds of colors, including red and red as fire; There are white ones, as white as snow; And yellow, yellow like gold. It's really beautiful and colorful.

At the foot of the mountain, layers of green terraces piled up barren hills like glass pagodas, and the water reflected sunlight like countless silver mirrors, shining on the mang forest in the deep mountains. The terraced fields opened by the mountains, the highest of which is 86 stories, are really like climbing the ladder leading to the sky.

{It turns out that the climate is really unpredictable. Sometimes happy, sometimes angry; Sometimes it's windy, sometimes it's calm and motionless.

The river is like a blue ribbon wrapped around endless green fields, and in the distance are houses with simple shapes and harmonious colors, which are beautiful and moving pastoral scenery!

Breeze brings waves of fragrant rice, and rice fields are lifted by the wind, and layers of Jin Lang. Heavy rice, like a shy girl who bowed her head in meditation.

In the field, hardworking farmers wear hats, some bend over and wave sickles to cut rice, and some come and go carrying rice.

The sky is blue, the water is blue, the clouds are flying and the willows are flashing. What a beautiful spring color map of the water town.

Green seedlings and shy mimosa greeted us with smiles, and even the soil smelled fresh.

This village, on the vast snowfield, is like a rugged white building block.

In the morning in the mountain village, there is a strange beauty. A wisp of faint morning fog floats in the blue sky like a ribbon, and the two ends of the ribbon are connected to the distant mountain and the nearby tent respectively.

The intermittent rain, like a wisp of hazy smoke, covered the Huaihe River Plain stretching for thousands of miles.

Ancient windmills, whose leaves turn against the wind like open wings, form a unique landscape with green grass and wild flowers, adding magical colors to this fairy-tale world!

In spring, the pine forest in my hometown is still lush, but Yingshanhong is full of Qian Shan; Bamboo shoots covered with mud are everywhere, and will emerge from underground arches from time to time; Nine-headed orchids quietly exude a refreshing fragrance in the valley.

The faint lake, windmills, green grass and small houses are all so pleasant.

Tall buildings are also works of art, classical and elegant, like a colorful oil painting!

Everything is green, and even the air smells of grass.

Surrounded by green, the windmill also stopped, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery. ...

After the autumn harvest, the fields lie in the sun, dotted with round straw piles, yellow and black cows, grazing leisurely everywhere. In some places, green crops grow like green carpets, and streams meander in the fields, illuminated by sunlight, like a bright glass belt.

My hometown is located in the Central Plains. Therefore, I have loved watching plays since I was a child. "Tianhe Diaojiaolou, pumpkin beans; It is a good time to sing opera in the countryside. As soon as it gets dark, we children will carry steamed buns and chew some green onions and go outside the village to watch the play.

After picking the grapes, I'm going to see the hens. The hen is foraging in the bamboo forest with a flock of chicks. When hens lay eggs, they always "cough, cough, cough ……", which seems to be heard all over the world. However, it is so kind, so hard, so responsible. Besides loving hens, you will also see a rooster with its tail wagging. Look at its arrogance, you can really give it the title of "Army General".

Walking on the field path, tall phoenix trees and willows are neatly arranged on the roadside, and they stretch their huge arms, which is awe-inspiring. The leaves on the branches have turned yellow, and they are falling like butterflies in the autumn wind. It fell to the ground and formed a natural carpet, golden yellow, which rustled when stepping on it. From time to time, there were a few clear birds singing around.

Through the field path, I came to the endless Gu Dizi. At this time, the fields are yellow, sunny and eye-catching, like gold sprinkled on the ground and autumn wind blowing, like waves on the sea. The ears of grain are dense and full, like strings of bells. They lowered their heads as if they had made some mistake.

When I came to the orchard, the smell of fruit came to my nose, and the lush trees were covered with fruits of all sizes. Some fruits seem to like to show off themselves, stay in conspicuous places and show their elegance to others; Some fruits like to be shy and cover themselves with leaves for fear of being seen by others. Several farmers' uncles nearby are busy picking baskets and loading them.

In the vegetable garden, yellow and green pumpkins hang on shady vines. Short September beans are covered with curved pods, just like curved bananas. Corn is like an old road with a long beard, which grows in the wind. Persimmons are yellow in the orchard, like yellow lanterns. Immature oranges are green and dripping, swinging around the branches!

There is a small pond in front of the mountain village. The water in the pond is green, indescribable green, brighter than leaves and more beautiful than grass. Even painters find it difficult to adjust this green color. In midsummer, the pond is full of lotus flowers, just like the ornament of this emerald. When the breeze blows, the lotus swings and dances freely with the rhythm of the wind, like a fairy in red falling from the sky. Even the little fish stopped to enjoy the dance. Sometimes dragonflies fly for entertainment, and sometimes birds fly to cheer. I seem to be in nature, cheering and dancing with lotus flowers and birds.

The mountains in the mountain village are also beautiful. They are connected with each other, and no one is lonely. They are not as rough as Huangshan Mountain or as beautiful as Zhangjiajie, but they inadvertently reveal a simple beauty. Every mountain is so gentle that people feel very kind. There are all kinds of small wild flowers in the mountains: red, yellow, purple and white, which add a lot of beauty to this green hill. It also attracted small butterflies and bees. They played in the flowers for a while and rested lazily in the flowers for a while, so that the soft sunshine shone on them and people had to love them.

On the west bank of Huluba, there is a sunny highland, and the best crops in the dam grow in dark brown soft soil. The wheat fields lined up in a row are the jointing stage, lush and full of vitality.

If you sit on the plane and have a bird's eye view, the scenery here is extremely spectacular and beautiful. Green, lush and dark green forest belts divide the yellow fertile soil neatly like a chessboard. With the change of seasons and the alternate maturity of crops, the fields are changing colorful like flashing gems.

You see, thousands of canals, like ribbons, divide the endless fields into checkerboard squares. How well sorghum grows! Stems are tall, leaves are big, and ears are fat. Standing on a high place, a red ocean is more dazzling in the sun, and the dense red ears tremble with the wind, just like the undulating sea; That heavy rice is like the backbone of a golden pearl; Cotton opened its mouth one after another and was in full bloom. The crimson cotton leaves have lost more than half. Dense cotton buds, scattered by the autumn wind, look like a piece of silver sea snow and white pearls from a distance; Next to the field is a maple forest, like a huge red carpet on the ground, bright red in color.

Maple trees are tall and straight, and when the autumn wind blows, the leaves make a rushing sound, as if clapping to welcome us! You see, chrysanthemums are blooming so enthusiastically, so luxuriantly, yellow, red, white and purple, one after another, in clusters, facing the autumn wind, covered with frost, competing with each other and blooming everywhere. It has become a colorful world.

In the early morning, a vast expanse of whiteness hangs over the fields like gauze fog, as if to give the rice the last moisture. When the sun came out, the eyes were golden, and the full ears of rice bowed their heads and bent the rice stalks. Dewdrops hung on the rice grains, shining in the sun, like countless pearls.

Overnight, all the standing meals slept on the ground, like a carpet. The field became very wide. After a few days, the rice sleeping on the ground disappeared and turned green. Ah! It turned out to be green wheat leaves, much like a piece of green grass. Wheat leaves are thin and long, soft and tender. They suck the crystal rain and dew, scrambling to grow, as if competing for the highest and fastest growth.