Walking on the country road, a burst of fragrance hit my face and penetrated into my heart. Strings of white locust flowers were illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun, and their petals were blown down by the autumn wind, like fairies. Scattered flowers are like a fairyland. The following are modern poems describing the countryside that I have carefully collected and compiled for you. I hope you like it! Rural Dawn Author: Qixi Station
Dawn knocks on the door of night
The star on the horizon Stars
Start to tremble and shine
Farmers who get up early
Enjoy the tranquility alone in the fields
The sound of hoeing
Awakening to the fragrance of soil
Leaning trees and land
Curving a beautiful arc
Imprinted on the slightly shiny sky
Only the farmers’ undulating backs
Constantly changing angles
The countryside, roads, wilderness and sky
Gradually become brighter
﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍ The countryside in February? Author: Huaihe Liu
Several native chickens forage leisurely
Several domestic dogs take a languid nap
Several willow trees have wrinkled skin
A few wisps of smoke slowly rise into the clouds
The fireworks have faded
The flavor of the new year has faded
The young men and women have disappeared
Only the old, weak, sick and disabled are left
And the tired countryside< /p>
The days of lively reunions are short
The remaining winter is still raging in majesty
The left-behind children are waiting for school melancholy
The sick elderly are facing hardships The ground is hard
The sky is too dry
The ground is too dry
The wheat seedlings have not returned to green
How I look forward to the spring breeze and spring rain
Warmth nourishes this helpless countryside
﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍ Rural memory? Author: Shanshui Xiangyi
Some people, mixed with some things
Walking out of the village, and
memories modified by the moonlight
Quietly taken back
Silently Standing on the ground, thinking
There is no need to say anything
In this familiar village
Every household, and
The deep and shallow streets
are all flowing in the pulse
The blood and every limb
are the details of the growth of life
Feeding the beating heart
This is the most complex, yet simple and clear exercise in the country
No matter how long the years go
< p> The old figure can always read at will in the warmest place of the heartSpeaking affectionately
﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍ ﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍ Close to the Countryside Author: Poet, Wandering
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The lips of dusk, clinging to the beauty of the fields
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