The most beautiful season
Sun Jialiang
Summer, I am bored in my spare time and walk out the door. The beautiful scene in front of me deeply attracted me. Even though I was facing the scorching sun, I still moved forward.
Yes, the sunshine today is a bit strong, but I think it is not strong, it is brilliant. Today, dogs are not as hot as before, and chickens are not as hot as they used to be, and they are not as hot as they are drooping their wings. They were energetic and were conquered by the beautiful scenery in front of them.
Summer seems to be coming quietly, embracing the earth warmly like a young man. This Loess Plateau has changed the loneliness of autumn, the desolation of winter, and the ignorance of spring. It wears colorful, solemn and decent dress. In the fields and the woods, peaceful green is flowing through the houses, bypassing the grass, and staying in the air from time to time, stimulating the activity of the earth. When everything is rushing, the cicada is more energetic. He shouted in " cicada , cicada", his voice rising and falling, and the sounds of hundreds of cicadas formed a chorus praising summer. The singing is melodious and passionate, and in this grand theater in time and space, it adds strength and confidence to the hardworking people.
Look, grandpa's field cultivated with hard work and sweat: corn is arranged neatly and guarded like a warrior; millet lowers its heavy head and bent its waist; tomatoes are not yet ripe, but they are all full; cucumbers are also in groups of three, five, climbing up with the vines. Although the sun was still hot, grandpa was still working diligently there, sweat flowing down his cheeks and back, but his face was still filled with a smile. While hoeing seedlings, my grandfather told me stories about the fields, from people farming and sheeping landlords before liberation to land revolution, from reform and opening up to households to land transfer and intensive farming in the new era... My grandfather's speech was wonderful, I was fascinated by it, and I felt that the most beautiful scenery is the current rural revitalization and agricultural development.
Historical changes, the world has changed, and farmers have changed from slaves to masters of the land. This is a huge change. This summer is full of rain and the crops are growing well. The farmers in their hometown are like grandpa, sweet in their hearts and smiling on their faces. They are the cutest and happiest people! I also imitated my grandfather, holding a hoe and carefully hoeing the seedlings of the valley, and the birds on the trees were whispering. The summer breeze blows slowly, and it is hot and cool. It caresses my arms, and I am immersed in the joy of labor.
Summer, this passionate season, the most beautiful scenery, the most beautiful people!
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