Composition of rural beauty in the fourth grade

No matter in study, work or life, everyone has been exposed to composition. Composition is a narrative method that expresses a theme through words after people's ideological consideration and language organization. How to write a composition to avoid stepping on thunder? The following is my composition about the beautiful countryside in the fourth grade. I hope it will help you.

A beautiful day in the country is beautiful.

In the morning, before the sun fully rises, it has already issued a brilliant red light, revealing only half of its face. The white clouds in Fiona Fang are dyed red, as if painted with pigment, like a red face, watery and very lovely. The mountain seat in the distance is tall and straight. From a distance, there are mountains outside the mountains and trees outside the trees. Only green is connected with green, crystal clear. The water reflects the green hills. The flowers are beautiful, and there are fish and shrimp in the water!

The noon sun is poisonous, but it still can't stop the enthusiasm of the farmer's uncle to work. Walking on the ridge of the field, facing the breeze, it is refreshing at once. Farmers in Tanaka waved hoes to reclaim wasteland, and from time to time, a few rough folk songs came from the distance. Not far from the stream, there are several children swimming, backstroke and breaststroke. Some of them even pull up their pants and run to the river to catch small fish and shrimp. ...

In the afternoon, the adults went to work in the fields, and the children were not idle. One by one, they ran to the soil slope to dig holes, catch fish and beat mud. They were tired of playing and shouted that they were hungry. I don't know who's calling. Everyone got together and collected Mao Mao Zhen and thorn moss. Everyone Qi Xin joined forces and quickly picked up the whole bamboo basket. When we are full, everyone doesn't want to play anymore. They are all lying on the grass, resting with their eyes closed. Grass is as soft as a sponge and more comfortable than a bed at home. Everyone is lying on the grass, dreaming about the future. ...

At night, the stars in the sky blinked naughtily, and the smoke from the kitchen chimney floated on the roofs of several families and spread leisurely.

This country is my favorite place to go. If someone asks me, do you like the city or the country, I will choose the country without hesitation. My grandfather lives in the country, where the beautiful scenery will feast your eyes.

In spring, everything recovers and the grass slowly sticks its head out. The willows on the roadside have grown green branches, and swallows fly back from the south in droves and sing on the branches or eaves, as if to say, "Spring is coming, spring is coming!" " "

In summer, the wheat is mature, the ears are long, the grains are full and golden. Strawberries are big and red, which are particularly attractive against the green leaves. Green watermelon, round green belly, green, is really a "green beauty" in summer. In the evening, farmers get together to talk about family life and happy things. Really happy. At night, sometimes you can see fireflies dancing!

Autumn is the harvest season. Red sorghum blushed with laughter, golden rice bent with laughter, corn grinned with laughter, and the farmer's uncle blossomed with laughter. "DuDu ... DuDu ..." The car was full of fruits: pears, corn, sorghum and rice. It went to the city to give the city people the joy of harvest.

In winter, it snows everywhere, and everything is wrapped in silver. Walking along the path, you can see children running out of the house, holding small shovels, getting together to make snowmen, have snowball fights and play various games, which makes the snow dolls on one side full of vitality.

In the countryside, no matter what time and season, there is a beautiful landscape "painting".

Although our hometown is not as magnificent as the Great Wall of Wan Li and picturesque as Guilin, the countryside is picturesque and charming.

Leave the noisy city and return to the quiet countryside. A clear river comes into view like a transparent ribbon. The sun shines on the river, which is sparkling like a big bright mirror. A breeze blew and the river rippled. The oncoming breeze brought the coolness of the river and made me feel refreshed.

There are many small animals in the river! Some small fish swim around in the water, some suddenly jump out of the water, which makes people jump, and some hide and seek in the cracks at the bottom of the river. A flock of ducks swam towards me. They spread their wings for a while, as if they were greeting me, plunged their heads into the water for food, played with their companions and splashed countless times. In the evening, groups of three and five came to the river to wash clothes. They chatted while washing clothes. Facing the cool evening breeze, they talked about everything, and laughter spread to every corner. They also hum some nice songs from time to time, not to mention how comfortable they are!

There are many ponds not far from the village. As the sun sets, the lotus flowers in the pond sway with the wind, dancing like a slim girl and nodding shyly. Some are completely open, some only spread two or three petals, and some are flowers and bones. This pink lotus is sitting on a green boat-lotus leaf. It's really beautiful! The lotus leaf is full of water, like a thick green quilt on the pond. Really: "The lotus leaf is infinitely green the next day, and the color of the lotus flower is different the next day"!

The beautiful scenery of this country, like a colorful painting, like a beautiful poem and a beautiful song, is fascinating.

The morning in the country is quiet, without the noise of the city. In the morning, everything wakes up from a deep sleep, and people kick their legs, stretch their waist and start a day's work.

Summer is here, and the sky in the countryside is so blue. In the field, the early rice is ripe. At first glance, it was golden yellow, and a warm wind blew and rustled, like bending down to thank the hardworking farmer's uncle. And late rice is just a young crop. At the end of this yellow-green field, from a distance, it is a winding, glass-clear ribbon river! There is a neat row of willows on the river bank, with a gentle breeze and elegant posture. At night, groups of children float, swim, play and flap in the river. ...

Across the river, there is a pond. There are many lotus leaves in the pond, dense and dense. From the aerial view, it looks like a treasure jade embedded in black soil. Just as the green leaves appeared to people, the lotus flower on the side was also anxious, knocking Baoyu out of a small mouth and sticking its head out. Close your eyes and feel carefully. I only feel that there is a faint fragrance in the pond, which is distributed in the air, filling my nasal cavity and refreshing.

At night, the stars twinkle in the sky. The bright moonlight filled the whole village and people fell asleep. Only fireflies are still in the dark, giving off a faint light. ...

The air in the countryside is fresh, the sky in the countryside is blue, and everything in the countryside is desirable.

The fields in the country are really beautiful! Like a beautiful picture. The blue sky is like a clean sapphire; The grass stretches, looks up and smiles sweetly; The wild flowers shook their bodies and gave off a refreshing smell. This is the real country.

The pond in the country is really beautiful! When the sun shines on the water, the water immediately shines. A breeze. Blowing across the water, there will be ripples, and Miss Liu will dance beautifully! This is the real country.

Don't be funny in the small farmhouse in the countryside! There are always many flowers and plants in front of and behind the house: peony. Impatiens, cockscomb and Dahlia, which are open in seasonal order, are somewhat gorgeous in simplicity. Chickens and ducks like to eat; The snow-white rabbit stood proudly, as if to say, this is my world and everything is under my control. This is the real country.

There are all kinds of vegetables in the country! Mushrooms don't know how to make progress every day, and are punished by their owners, wrapped like a candy; White radish is law-abiding and fat; Cabbage is carefree, regardless of anything, lying on the ground and sleeping. This is the real country.

How happy children in the countryside are. When summer comes, they run to the stream in droves and plop into it. Frightened, the little fish hurried into the crevices and disappeared. Kids, you throw it at me and I'll throw it at you. It's endless. This is the real country.

How beautiful the countryside is! It smells really good to look around. Gardens are gardens! ! This is the real country.

The village is a poet, writing poems that can make us understand and appreciate nature more deeply, writing poems that please our eyes, and taking us to appreciate the beauty of the four seasons.

Spring is a poem full of vitality. Little tender grass emerged from the soil early. Miss Feng Chun woke Grandpa Dashu from his sleep, and let Grandpa Dashu pull out new branches and leaves, and pieces of green leaves were reflected in the river. This is a picture of the spring scenery of the river given by Miss Feng Chun.

Summer is the poem of the richest man in life. Leaves grow up, put on new green clothes, and grass becomes more determined. No matter whether it rains or blows, it always grows happily. It holds its head high and never flinches. The river also bid farewell to Miss Feng Chun, thanked Miss Feng Chun for her love, and flowed away more freely. The flowers and trees on the shore glow with more intense life color. Under the smoky wind, they waved their little hands, grateful for the care of the Spring Breeze girl and the protection of the scorching sun.

Autumn is a cheerful poem. The golden rice in the field, the heavy fruit in the orchard and the sparkling fish in the river all make people laugh happily. Some people say, "There are thousands of golden mountains and countless silver mountains in the countryside." Indeed, when the autumn wind prince comes, the trees will be covered with fruits in one breath, and the crops in the field will be bent by the fruits. Blow again, the rice turns yellow, the cucumber turns green, the tomato turns red, the pomegranate opens its mouth and the apple turns red. ...

Winter is a cold poem. The trees put on thick white clothes, the grass went into a long sleep, the river went into a frozen hibernation, but there were still fish swimming in the river.

Ah, the countryside is so beautiful! The four seasons in the country are really charming.

Beautiful rural scenery Beautiful rural scenery, a beautiful and familiar name. I spent a lot of my childhood here.

In the morning, the sun rises in the east, and the rooster wakes up the people in the house. Hen, lead the chicks to feed.

At noon, my family and I are having lunch. After lunch, I went to pick apples under the apple tree to eat. Apples are as red as children's faces.

During the Spring Festival, there are many small goldfish swimming around in the pond in the country, which is very cute. Whenever a passerby comes to the village pond, the little goldfish in the pond jumps around as if to say hello to the passerby. Little goldfish, they are carefree, as if this pond belongs to little goldfish.

In the evening, I had dinner with my family. After dinner, I went to the pavilion in the back to enjoy the shining stars and the golden moon. I looked up, and the sky turned into stars, and the moon was sometimes round and sometimes curved. It's really weird. After enjoying the stars all over the sky, I went for a walk by the pond in the country. I brought some fish food to the lovely little goldfish casually. As soon as the fish food was thrown into the pond, the little goldfish grabbed it. They refused to give in to each other. I said, "Don't rob, there's plenty of fish food." They seemed to understand what I said, so they didn't grab it.

In the past few days, I have experienced the beautiful scenery of the countryside in my rural life. How beautiful!

When I came to my uncle's house in the country, a kind of natural beauty appeared in front of me, and I felt so kind and comfortable!

Everything is so quiet and serene, without the noise of the city, the pollution of automobile exhaust, and the movement of noisy people, everything is so harmonious and relaxed.

Walking on the narrow ridge in the country is like stepping on a soft green carpet. The green seedlings in the rice fields on both sides greedily enjoy the sunshine bath, absorb the nutrients of the earth and grow luxuriantly. As soon as I closed my eyes, all these budding ears of wheat turned into golden rice. A breeze blew, and my mood suddenly became more elegant than ever.

In the evening, the sunset releases the last ray of sunshine, making the rice fields more beautiful. Although my eyes are full of green, this kind of green really makes me sigh: this is not only a symbol of vitality, but also the harmonious beauty of everything. I don't know when the sound of "croak" broke the quiet world. Suddenly, the field was very lively, and the voice of "Gung, Gung-"was heard. Sometimes they sing solo, sometimes they sing in chorus and sometimes they play symphonies. Frogs come and go, echoing each other, singing louder and louder, floating in every corner of the mountain village.

Lying in bed, quietly listening to the masterpieces of these young singers, this is an original ecological concert, with thousands of musicians performing and singing their favorite music. This beautiful lullaby is something I have never heard before. This is the most unforgettable night of my life.

Ah, beautiful country, I love you!

Pastoral Scenery Composition 9 Pastoral Scenery Pastoral Scenery is a beautiful and lovely picture, which will be engraved in my mind forever; The countryside is a sweet song, which makes me tired of listening. My hometown is in a village in Huizhou, where the beautiful scenery makes me linger.

In the countryside, beauty lies in streams. The country stream and the gurgling sound of running water turned into cheerful songs, which were written on fertile land. The stream is crystal clear, and you can see the sand and the cheerful fish at the bottom. On the shore, rows of weeping willows are reflected in the water, forming a beautiful picture. In summer, friends' happy laughter rippled in the stream, and the stream also smiled. Although friends are soaked to the skin, they are reluctant to leave the stream.

The countryside in the fields is still beautiful. Running to the path near the field, the beautiful scenery of the field will flood into our eyes. Broccoli blossomed in the field, colorful, colorful, like many colorful elves, the wind blowing, colorful elves dancing happily, from a distance, like a colorful ocean, choppy. In autumn, the fields are full of harvest. The ears of rice are bent with laughter, the sorghum is red, the corn is covered with golden yarn and dancing in the field ... Look, the farmer's uncle is busy harvesting, and his face is still full of joy of harvest.

The countryside on the grass is also beautiful. Grass in the countryside is like a green carpet carefully woven by nature. There are all kinds of small flowers on the grass, colorful, like slim girls, charming and lovely. They are as dazzling as Xia Hong on the horizon and as gorgeous as rainbows after rain. The grass is set off with flowers, and flowers dot the grass. ...

Ah! I love my hometown Huizhou, and I love this picturesque rural scenery even more.

One summer vacation, my mother and I went to my grandmother's house. As soon as we got there, we saw lush vegetation, shady trees and flowers everywhere.

In the morning, smoke billows from the smoke windows of every household. In the mountains of my hometown, the fog is like a fairyland, and the air is fresh and humid. I can't help but take a few deep breaths, which is different from my breath in the city. There is car exhaust, and I don't know how many times it is fresh! Look at the clear stream, lakes and mountains, sparkling fish scales and sweet taste! There are some ducks playing in the water under the stream. If you are lucky, you can also pick up a duck egg!

When eating at noon, you can often see a few chickens playing freely. That cute chick is so cute! In that field, several cows are grazing leisurely, making Cleisthenes sounds to the sky from time to time, and driving mosquitoes with their tails. There are some birds resting on the cows.

At night, there are many insects singing in the distance When the moon is quiet, they sing, "Weave, weave, weave!" " "

"Weave, weave, weave, weave!" That's a beautiful voice, better than a lullaby. Let the hard-working people sleep sweetly.

After staying in the city for a long time, you will miss the scenery in the countryside as much as I do!

My hometown is in the countryside, where it is beautiful all year round.

In spring, everything comes back to life, and the stream flows through the village humming a cheerful tune. The grass poked its head out of the ground and said hello to Mother Earth. The ground is covered with a layer of furry green carpet, and countless unknown flowers are dotted on the green carpet, as if many beautiful flowers were embroidered on the green carpet. The farmer's uncle is carrying a hoe and weeding in the green wheat field. The whole field is full of vitality.

In summer, the watermelons in Gua Tian are ripe, and the green clothes are dotted with black belts, which are really beautiful. When people passing by Gua Tian see these full watermelons, which one is not "salivating"?

In autumn, the farmer's uncle is busy again. In the field, sorghum blushed, millet bent with laughter, soybeans were full, and corn looked down at the field; There are red and green peppers, purple eggplant, white gourd hidden under the leaves in the garden, playing hide-and-seek with people! What a bumper harvest!

In winter, snow protects the wheat fields from pests, and the village is quiet. Only the children had a good time making a snowman and having a snowball fight in the snow. They bring vitality to the quiet village, a natural and harmonious ink painting!

In the countryside, although there is no prosperity in the city, Dan can always give people happiness and warmth; Although the countryside is not as gorgeous and beautiful as the city, its natural and beautiful scenery is far incomparable to the city.

I love the countryside, and I love my hometown more!

The countryside is not as busy and noisy as the city. The beauty of the countryside is unpretentious. If I were to paint an idyllic scene, I would paint corn and rice in the countryside, flowers and plants in front of and behind the house, and happy children.

In the countryside, beauty lies in streams. The water in the stream is so clear that you can see the sand and lovely fish at the bottom; The water in the stream is so quiet that you can't feel it flowing; The water in the stream is really green, like a flawless jade. In summer, the stream has become a paradise for children and a home for frogs. Older boys go to the stream to catch small fish!

In the countryside, beauty lies in the fields. A few days ago, the fields were light yellow and green, and the buds were just beginning to bloom. In the blink of an eye, there are thick shadows everywhere. The golden rape flowers withered and produced dense pods; Black-and-white beancurd withered and grew a small finger-like pod; Snow-white radish flowers withered and produced bitter fleabane seeds. The wheat field has changed into dazzling light yellow new clothes, and each straw is full of ears. Uniformly brushed wheat awn is like a line on the score, and an ear of wheat is a beating note.

In rural areas, beauty lies in bamboo forests. Green leaves and green poles cast green shadows. When you walk there after several spring rains, you will often see many fresh bamboo shoots sticking out of the soil in groups. A breeze blew, and the bamboo forest made a rustling sound, like girls whispering in a low voice, which was very nice.

I love this clear stream, even if it is not as beautiful as the West Lake; I love this golden field, even if it is just an ordinary field; I love this green bamboo forest, even if it is not as beautiful as Guilin; I love this beautiful country, although it is not as prosperous as the city.

How beautiful the countryside is! There are flowers and grass, mountains and water. This is my grandfather's hometown Anshan.

When we get up in the morning, birds sing outside the window to remind us that it's time to get up. Open the curtain, a few birds stopped on the osmanthus tree, a gust of wind blew, and the leaves were flying all over the sky. When I went downstairs, all the flowers fell to the ground and paved a osmanthus road. Have a rest after breakfast, and then you can go to the mountains to play. We crossed a stream and came to grandpa's vegetable field. Grandpa made a small house, sat in it and looked around. A piece of green, like a sea of green, seems to say to us: "Welcome! Welcome you! "

At noon, it began to rain in Mao Mao. Grandma Feng blew the rain gently on us, how comfortable it was! Rain splashed on clothes like twinkling stars. Osmanthus fragrans was blown down a lot by the wind, and walking on Osmanthus fragrans road seemed to be in a fairyland on earth.

After lunch, grandpa took me to the nearby Anshan Wetland Park. Wow, there are so many flowers! Fusang, Jasmine, Wei Zi ... Butterflies are dancing among the flowers. Further on, there is a crystal clear lake. Fish are playing in the water, and they come out to meet us. Next to the small lake is a pavilion. How beautiful it is to sit inside and look at these beautiful scenery!

When the sun goes down, red clouds float in the air like fire. The bird went home with the sunset on its back. At night, listening to wonderful music, it began to rain again. A moment of passion, a moment of silence.

Rural areas are not as lively as cities, but they have their unique beauty.

I went to the countryside when I was six years old. Although it has been four years, the beauty of the countryside is deeply imprinted in my mind.

I am a little girl living in a city, and I know nothing about things in the countryside. When I was in the country, I was curious. I looked curiously at the light green water in the pond and saw the duckweed floating on the water. The sky is so high and quiet that I feel that there are many beautiful and unknown gifts waiting for me quietly.

When I was in the country, I experienced a light rain in the country. Walking on a rainy country road, watching transparent raindrops break gently on green crop leaves. Small splash, I seem to smell the fragrance of rain and plants. Like a dream, I feel like I have entered a wonderful fairy tale world, which is especially happy and beautiful. When I walked through the green fields, I saw that the leaves of green crops were greener because of the rain. There is a mist floating in the field, and the air is very fresh. The poplar leaves on both sides of the road have also been polished by the rain, and the corn fields in the distance seem to have raised green smoke. The yellow water lilies floating in the roadside stream began to be bright and full of vitality. The whole earth is full of life.

Every time I think about the beautiful scenery in the country, I will become a girl who is unrestrained, freewheeling and free. I like the beautiful scenery in the countryside, and I love the beautiful nature even more. Let each of us have a pair of eyes to discover beauty, and there will be a lot of beauty around us, so that our life will become more beautiful and lovely.

The morning in the country is quiet and harmonious. The milky morning mist embraced the village in her arms, and there was only a little reddish light in the east. The rooster stood on a high stone, hunched his tail, and stood on his chest to announce the dawn. Hard-working people got up early, and some went to the vegetable garden with hoes and poles. Some ride tricycles to the market to sell vegetables. When the sky is completely bright, the birds stand on the high branches, bathed in warm sunshine and sing loudly, as if praising these hardworking people.

At noon in the country, it is very lively. Everyone in the field hurried home for dinner, talking and laughing about farming all the way. After lunch, the farmers had a rest and went to work in the scorching sun. The children at home are very happy. Everyone got together and moved out of the bench. Some built a "bridge", others built a "mountain" and played "crossing the border" with great interest. I played until the sun went down, and then reluctantly parted.

The night in the country is quiet and peaceful. People who have worked hard all day go home to cook. Plumes of smoke floated from the kitchen chimney, and bursts of rice fragrance floated from the dining table. After a full meal, people go out for a walk and talk about their families. Some people will go to the mahjong room to play cards for entertainment, and grandmothers will dance square dance with beautiful music. It was not until the crowd dispersed that people went home and fell asleep listening to the song of Weaver Girl.

The countryside is really a colorful and ever-changing picture!