Countryside is harmonious and good.
乡村是和谐而美好的。
Spring, spring answer the earth, everythings on earth anabiosises. Winter jasmine flower was spat tender yellow floret, farmer uncle also begins to prepared to cultivate. The oily cauliflower in doorway ground is golden, far the rug that values golden like gold to fizzle out. Gentle breeze stroke passes, rape is beautiful slowly swing, turn over the spoondrift of golden color like quiet offing.
春天，春回大地，万物复苏。迎春花吐出了嫩黄的小花，农民伯伯也开始准备耕种了。门口地里的油菜花金黄一片，远看好像一块金黄金黄的毯子。微风拂过，油菜花缓缓摆动，就像平静的海面翻起金黄色的浪花。
Summer, in the small courtyard after house, old tender grapevine in disorder, circle whole frame full, grape leaf packed closely layer up on layer, one is next to, bespread whole frame. Far see the cuboid that resembles a green, seeing ability look clear nearly is cane and leaf. Foil in greenery ground below, grape seem strings together the Hei Zhenzhu that glittering and translucent get rid of appears one string. The little sister looks at saliva to want to flow. Think the move is delicious. At this moment, I play flute in grape trellis, optional move is waving the little sister body. Father lies on deck chair, listening beautiful fluted, look at a little sister lively full marks / ground steps, carefree contented.
夏天，在屋后的小院里，老的嫩的葡萄藤横七竖八，把整个架子都绕满了，葡萄叶密密层层，一片挨着一片，铺满整个架子。远看像一块绿色的长方体，近看才看清是藤和叶。在绿叶地衬托下，葡萄好似一串串晶莹剔透的黑珍珠。妹妹看着口水都要流出来了。想着都好吃。这时，我在葡萄架下吹笛子，妹妹随意着舞动着身子。爸爸躺在躺椅上，听着优美的笛声，看着妹妹欢快满分/地舞步，悠闲自得。
The autumn, it is the season of a bumper harvest. Persimmon fizzled out, showed sweet smile, the apple is red, red face, bashful dew comes odd, a breeze flits, paddy laugh bent a waist, the rice field resembles an aureate ocean, as one falls. A day of early morning, we take go to work to provide: …… of basket of the dustpan, hook, bolt, machine that hit paddy, bamboo will to the rice field harvest rice. Towards evening, I and little sister sit in the doorway, the afterglow of far: Have fiery, burn horizon like posse fire; Have purple, rise slowly like a bundle of aerosol; Of yellow having gold, resemble be being caught aureate like; The …… that still has pink is extremely good-looking.
秋天，是个丰收的季节。柿子黄了，露出了甜甜的笑容，苹果红了，红着脸，害羞地露出头来，一阵微风掠过，稻谷笑弯了腰，稻田像一片金色的海洋，此起彼伏。一天清晨，我们一家带上工具：簸箕、镰刀、筛子、打稻机、竹篓……来到稻田收割稻谷。傍晚，我和妹妹坐在门口，远处的晚霞：有火红的，像一团火在天边燃烧；有紫色的，像一束烟雾慢慢升起；有金黄色的，像染上金色似的；还有粉色的……好看极了。
Dinner has been burned, we are eating dinner, listening to cricket “ to knit, knit, knit ” to singing a song, look at chromatic Yun Duo, jumping beautiful dance, admiring that fiery the setting sun to sink valley.
晚饭烧好了，我们吃着晚饭，听着促织“织、织、织”唱着歌，看着彩色的云朵，跳着优美的舞，欣赏着那火红的夕阳沉入山谷。
Ah, countryside is so harmonious and good really!
啊，乡村真的是那么和谐而美好！(文/王雨)