Idyllic Life

I still remember that summer vacation, my uncle came to my home for two days, when they were ready to go back jokingly said, to come to my home to experience the idyllic life. It just so happens that we two siblings have nothing to do, so we said yes, yes, yes, my mother laughed and said it was hard, can you stand it? We said in the same breath, "Yes, we can", and we got into my uncle's car. Since we had never experienced village life, we went to my uncle's house with a brainstormed picture and full of expectations.

The scenery on the way was beautiful, surrounded by lush greenery, tall, short and slanted, accompanied by birds playing in the fields, looking full of joy. The wind blew through the grass, and I poked my head out a little, feeling the wind through the treetops, caressing the fields is a cheerful taste. When I arrived at my uncle's house, it was just about midnight, the sun was setting and half of the clouds were hanging on the mountain tops, just like a landscape, and the geese flying by added a beautiful color.

At eight o'clock in the morning, my uncle woke us up to have breakfast and said that since we were experiencing an idyllic life, we had to have the same habits. We walked along the path, there are two streams on both sides of the path, next to the stream is the green oil wheat, the stream water accompanied by oil wheat on both sides of the penetration of the soil to keep the soil wet at all times. There were many different kinds of workers along the way, and they all knew each other, so they would pass by and chat and greet each other. When we arrived at the field, we started to work, first of all, my uncle loosened the soil, and he drove a loosening machine and made a few traces of soil, and soon he finished the soil. Don't look at my uncle's easy face, but he had to work very hard to loosen the field. Next, I asked my uncle to learn how to plant rice seedlings. There are many unknown creatures in the field, and some of them may be life-threatening, so I had to wear long water shoes and start stepping on the soil one by one, holding a handful of rice seedlings in my hands and inserting them into the soil one hole at a time. From sunrise to the sun hitting the top of the head and sweating, it was time for lunch, and time was flowing so fast. Don't look so relaxed, when the whole body and mind are put into it is extremely exhausting, we can't survive this link alone, really too tired, that the heat of the sun plus the non-stop labor makes us physically and mentally exhausted. That's why I admire those people who work all year round. It's honorable for them to persist in growing food for the country.

After the nap we started working again, this time on a fully harvestable acre of field, we each took a machete and held a bunch of rice seedlings in our hands and kept on cutting, now and then to refill some water, several bottles of water were finished and we kept on working. As I couldn't stay up several times, I got lazy and played with my phone, caught fish in the stream, and teased the birds in the field. I worked from 2:00 pm to 8:00 pm until I finished harvesting the rice seedlings in the field and then went home for dinner. I had to work until late, but I really could not stay up, so I went back first. The heat of the sunset was like burning us in a fire pit, just like walking in the desert. In the early hours of the night, my uncle drove his car to sell rice seedlings, and we had never seen it before, so we pestered him to follow us there. There were many people in the stall, selling all kinds of green plants, like a wholesale market, and those who came in the truck to see which ones to negotiate the price, until the price is reasonable to carry to their trucks. Uncle in a short time to negotiate a good price, transported us to their cars, back to the uncle also took us to eat a snack. Looking up at the sky, the stars were twinkling, like the comrades who were working hard to emit light, and the Big Dipper was guiding the direction of their path. The day went by full and tiring, but I couldn't stay up for one day.

We played in my uncle's house for a week, except for the first day is serious, serious work, the rest are playing, on the third day we went on the local scenery tour, to the seventh day we clamored to go home, that day is too hard.

Life in the fields is not for everyone, this kind of hard-working physical work requires non-average tough people to be able to persevere, no wonder my mother said that if you do not study well, go to the fields. My desire to study reached its peak in those days and I never missed the classroom so much. Many people are doing this kind of life, and they are getting easier and easier as time progresses, thinking that in ancient times they had the oppression of landlords. But the children living there are happy, they are kind, naive, hardworking, and happy to play in the fields every day.

Life in the fields is wonderful, the scenery is naturally beautiful, the air there is fresh, and the twinkling of the stars illuminates the people's hard work all day long.