人间四月天, Pinnacle麦苗village in April, cauliflower Shop gold, peach如霞, Ewha snowy, when you walk alone in this release of the scent of green fields, you
some thought into the世外桃园.
In order to enjoy the countryside, dusk, I walk in the countryside on the thoroughfares. A red sky, sunset facing the smiling face came, I hurriedly衣角her拽着, for fear of accidentally missed some appreciation of beauty. Durian衣袂her to the distant hills of the poetic decorate, and otherwise obscure the beautiful style, full of paddy fields also put a layer of colored yarn unadorned, like the exquisite southern rust rust mother goods, delicate, mellow, soft color crisp.
Search Search in the green of the grass, see the smoke curl upwards, it is I\'m running off smoke. Thick, it seems random splash-ink MicroHand Danqing; pastel, such as the girl Sha readily flying the white ray, lingering over the village, but linger in the dense canopy sparse between the yarn may But it seems that Road to join the music mellow, villages dotted throughout the dream. Floating straw and grass-smelling smoke and the smell of delicious food, livestock, birds became cheerful song played a kind of rural simplicity night song in this ripple of the sunset in the evening so memorable you. With the development of the city, village floating straw and grass-smelling smoke has gradually been replaced by liquefied petroleum gas, gradually fading out of sight, as a rural past, many people ignite childhood memories for some of the. Village bonfire smoke is the mother of sons and daughters of former high expectations and deep thought; the father in the fields of the firm belief in hard farming; is wandering around the warmth of nostalgic dream; tired travelers are disappointed in the hope!
sound of the meandering stream wooden club flashing silver, the soft quiet walk around the village each in front of the heart is not lifted a night I would like the feeling of running barefoot, I took off his shoes, open two - arm toward the stream, the stream of grass kiss my feet, that soft, fresh feeling of instantaneous body wrapped into, so warm! Good well-being! Suddenly remembered the phrase haizi poetry, Spring, and a happy people.\" At this point, I am also a happy person. Sparkling waves will be watching the sky shining pearl in the water, I hurried tread barefoot in the water to dilute the cool waves of light of the fatigue run. Water pearls in a string of water flow, I lose no time to salvage the river golden age. Not far away, the women all kinds of posturing in front of the wooden club in their own sound in the sun played a colorful, wooden club sound south of Yangtze River is our features music, every morning and every evening of her performances, they used to water This is the first song cradle sleep.
village at dusk, the village began to debut the singer. Cricket cricket, Grasshopper and the frog began to become active again, have come out on stage performances, a grand symphony started before the Second A melodious solo acoustic, and then even become a chorus singing the oceans, just soft and white songs one after another. Simplicity of the songs, is the most beautiful villages in the most touching songs, which the farmers who sing the hope and future, to the rural quiet of the night added to the fun and endless imagination, to the children\'s fairy tale full of childhood.
villages evening, calm, warm and natural, the village became a hypnotic symphony pillow. Deep twilight when the lights lit from the village, the farmers who sound sleep, dreams are to sing the harvest蛙声prosperity, dreams from generation to generation farmers who have the joy of the wish.
四月乡村的黄昏是那样鲜亮、恬静、美婉，同时又是那样无拘无束、热情横溢、如火如荼。行走在乡村窗棂般的田埂之上，如同行走在一幅美丽的油画中。目光穿越四月的黄昏直抵秋的繁荣和丰收！
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人间四月天，四月的乡村麦苗叠翠，菜花铺金，桃花如霞，梨花似雪，当你独自一人行走在这释放着绿的清香的田野里，你
一定以为走进了世外桃园。
为了欣赏乡村的美景，黄昏，我行走在乡村的羊肠小道上。天边一片红彤彤，晚霞迎着笑脸走来了，我匆匆拽着她的衣角，怕一不小心错过欣赏佳人之约。她飘飘的衣袂把远处山峦装点的诗情画意、朦胧优美而别样风情，整齐的稻田也披上了一层彩色的纱缦，宛如江南锈娘那精致锈品，细腻、圆润、色泽柔和明快。
走在绿绒绒的草地上，又见袅袅的炊烟，那是我心里流淌过的炊烟。浓重的，似丹青妙手随意泼墨；轻淡的，如浣纱姑娘信手放飞的一缕白纱，萦绕在村子的上空，萦绕在茂密却又稀疏的树冠之间，似雾似纱，又仿佛是一道道柔美的五线谱，点缀整个村庄的梦。飘着麦杆和青草香的炊烟与美味佳肴的香味、家畜飞禽欢快的鸣唱奏成了一曲亲切、淳朴的乡村晚歌，荡漾在这黄昏的晚霞中，让你回味无穷。随着城市的发展，乡村飘着麦杆和青草香的炊烟已逐渐被液化气取而代之，渐渐淡出视线，成为乡村的往事，燃起许多人对童年的一段美好回忆了。乡村的炊烟是母亲篝火前对儿女殷切的期望及深沉的想念；是父亲于田地里辛勤耕作的坚定信念；是游子神魂梦绕的温暖乡愁；是疲惫旅人失望中的希望！
棒槌声声的蜿蜒小溪闪着银光，静静的轻轻的绕走在村里各家门前，未眠的童心撩起了我想赤脚奔走的感觉，我脱掉鞋伸开双臂奔向小溪，溪边柔柔的青草亲吻着我的双脚，那柔嫩、清香的感觉瞬时裹进全身，好温暖！好幸福！突然想起海子的那句诗，“面朝大海，春暖花开，做一个幸福的人”。此时，我也是一个幸福的人。看着粼粼的波光将满天霞光揉成闪亮的珍珠抛洒在水面上，我匆匆赤脚踩在水里，一阵阵轻凉冲淡了奔跑的疲倦。水里一串串水珍珠在流动，我也不失时机去打捞满河的金光。不远处各种姿态的女人们在自家门前的棒槌声声中晒起了五颜六色，声声棒槌是我们江南水乡的特色音乐，每天清晨和黄昏都有她的演奏，水乡人家习惯枕着这首摇蓝曲入眠。
乡村黄昏，乡村歌手开始登台亮相了。蛐蛐、蝈蝈和蛙们开始活跃起来，纷纷走出来登台演出，盛大的交响曲拉开了序幕，先一声二声悠扬的独唱，然后就连成了一片大合唱的歌唱海洋，柔刚相间的歌声此起彼伏。淳朴的歌声，是乡村最美丽最动人的歌声，它唱出了农家人的希望和未来，给乡村宁静的夜晚增添了无限的乐趣和想象，给孩子们的童年写满童话故事。
乡村的黄昏，恬淡沉稳，热烈而自然，交响曲就成了乡村催眠的枕头。当深深暮色点燃起村里灯光时，农家人枕着声声蛙声安然入梦，梦里有蛙声唱出的丰收繁荣景象，梦里有一代代农家人的喜悦的心愿。