Ching Ming Festival

During the Ching Ming Festival, the rain was falling. On the Ching Ming Festival, the rain drove down. It rendered a fascinating atmosphere and brought sorrow and sadness. My mom and dad went to the beautiful villages because they missed their hometown.

Along the way, the spring scenery is bright and beautiful, full of vitality. Let us be infected, I can't help but whisper: "Thousands of miles of green and red, Shui Cun Shan Guo wine flag wind." The mountain village, the thousands of miles of flowers, red and green, Yingge Yan dance, lush green forest all over the mountains and the rice fields in the wilderness The glory of the sky is white. The sound of the birds’ cheerful and crisp sounds everywhere in the mountains, the drizzle of the rain is like a cloud of smoke, and it floats gently. This is really “green all over the mountains and white rivers, and the sound of the rules is like rain”! We admire the beauty and move forward with great enthusiasm. At this time, two innocent children came into our eyes. They chased the roadside and set off kites in the hustle and bustle of Dongfeng. “Children’s school is back in the morning, busy with the Dongfeng paper.” I sang the poem, these two lively children added a little life to the beautiful spring.

"Huang Si Niang's family is full of flowers, thousands of thousands of flowers are low. Even the butterfly dances from time to time, and it is just right." We walked into the farmhouse's garden, and the beautiful scenery made us marvel. The roads were full of flowers on both sides, and the flowers and branches were bent down. The butterflies of the game come and go in the flowers, hovering and flying, and are attached to reluctance to leave. The free-spirited jaundice makes a soft tweet on the tree, and the sound is so harmonious. This kind of realm is both amazing and comfortable.

When we came to the field again, it was really "to leave the original grass, one year old and one glory." The wild grasses that flourish in the fields are once dried up every year, once again prosperous, and the spring breeze is blowing. They are full of vitality and full of anger. "The sky is green, the wild, the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep." The fields are boundless, a breeze blows through, and the grasses whisper down, showing groups of cattle and sheep, adding a lot of fun to the quiet fields!

Today, the Qingming journey has made me realize the simple and fun life in the countryside. How beautiful the countryside is, the countryside in April has a different kind of scenery everywhere.

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