Beautiful fields

The fields of my hometown are not as charming as gardens, but they are king in the nearby city. Its picturesque scenery, as if a pure girl, bring people can never erase the impression.

The fields of spring are verdant, and the trees are green; Bright and lovely flowers, charming fragrance; The birds were chirping with delight. The stream is so clear that you can see the bottom, the number of aquatic plants under the crystal clear, aquatic grass, the water also dyed green, fish in the green water huan ran disorderly jump, it seems that the fish also became green. The tree and embrace the baby, enjoy the fun of natural scenery; Wheat seedling green more huan, the strength of a strong long, smiling to us, under the genial sun shining a flashing green light.

The fields are lively in summer. The river rises, the leaves of the baby also grew up, the grass is full of flowers and trees, miaishili tall. In the morning, the fog is like a stick of gum, wrapped around your eyes, making your vision blurred. But at noon, the strong sunlight on the fog shot through, suddenly feel the whole world look brand-new. At night, frogs, katydids, crickets... All lively, cricket gongs, katydid dubbing, frog singing, the whole field is full of vitality and vitality.

The fields are golden in autumn. In early autumn, people get ready for the harvest. The world has changed, it is like gold everywhere, as if changed new clothes, dyed hair, as if also some mature, it is not so childish, it has become quiet.

The fields are white in winter. The stream also hibernated. Heavy sleep was on the roofs, in the trees, and on the roads. By February, the weather gets warmer, the animals sing for the coming of spring, and the world comes to life again.

The fields of home bring us infinite fun and reverie, add vitality to nature.