The pristine wind brings the countryside a primal night, and the neem trees in the moonlight are like the guitarists of the countryside. The doors that had fallen into disrepair infected me, the old houses where I had lived, the mottled brick walls, the tilt of which had been held by the years: an era, only a faded slogan remained. Poignant memories creaked on old wooden chairs, and the night cooled the pain of the countryside. But the silence of the countryside erased my sleep, and I fumbled for the bronze lock on the door. The moonlight broke on the window, and the innocent bats cast black prophecies. And I, like an exile in the countryside, dreamed, taking the dream of the countryside away.
Do you think of the countryside in the midst of modern high-rise buildings? ...... The walls are beautiful paintings, and the books are beautiful words. This is a rare small breath, or did not think of the countryside. The car was too fast, there were too many things, and the eyes were focused on the eyes. The countryside is far away and forgotten.
Until one day he was injured and slowed down, as if slipping out of the tension and busyness and crowd strife. This reminds me of the original countryside. ...... The wind of the countryside, the rain of the countryside, the flying bugs of the countryside, the morning dew and dusk of the countryside. Dirt, rivers, grass, crops. Green waves fluctuate among the fields, butterflies fly under the flowers and trees, shepherd boys sing by the fields, and cooking smoke over the small village. This countryside with fragrant flowers and plants, the countryside that is interesting or natural, the slow and ancient countryside, and the leisurely countryside make the poet completely intoxicated.
The countryside is natural, the rural scenery is the natural scenery, it is so real, rustic and trustworthy. ...... Man interacts with nature, does not fear being deceived, whether you are a worker, a farmer or an intellectual, sowing seeds will reap the rewards, and nature treats all things with generous laws. Therefore, if you are too tired to fight with each other, you will return to the countryside: if you see through the red dust and be left out in the cold, you will return to the countryside: if your heart is tired and sad, you will return to the countryside.
Man above nature ignores nature. When man blends into nature, he caresses nature. The open, honest, affectionate countryside, with its four distinct seasons and clear water, not only makes us feel at peace, but also makes life more loving. ...... Return to the village, the countryside will be turned. Hu does not return? Overwhelmed, we returned to our original countryside.