Spring in March, there is bashful smile on the cheek of the peach blossom on hill, cool breeze stroke passes, they are in residue go up to nod again and again, raise the beautiful skirt with their tender pink, be full of grumous rustic breath, the person that draws each to step enough this place is unable to bear or endure stop pace has a good swim here. The pink blanket that stepping embroider of valve of this peach blossom to become, visit the ” of “ a haven of peace of this quietly elegant.
阳春三月，山上桃花的脸颊上洋溢着羞涩的笑容，清风拂过，她们在枝丫上频频点头，扬起了她们粉嫩的花裙，充满着浓厚的乡村气息，吸引每一个踏足此地的人禁不住停下步伐在这儿畅游。踏着这片片桃花瓣绣成的粉红毯子，造访这淡雅的“世外桃源”。
Halcyon hamlet, peaceful quietly elegant, rape spent group of hill after the ground to hang dark green curtain for the hamlet, there is a ray to be in below curtain sway along with wind, bright beautiful in taking a kind of simple beauty. In the morning, it is soundless all around, now and then one in succession bird caw cries destroyed this reticent dream, or it is a rustle alarm that stroke passes a breeze the flower of have a rest, waving along with wind. Cloud and mist is winding around, from time to time wears the straw hat of a white for green hill, from time to time smoke from kitchen chimneys of the continuously on take along sth to sb walks together. Hill path is tortuous, a platoon is spreading on stake grow long pentatonic table, see swallow and tit bend over are on music only, singing spinous ditty, sent cold winter. Towards evening, children were driving an ox to come home in succession, go tiredly, one roll sits on bovine back, giggle be troubled by, strong hind the golden light …… that there is last warmth on the back is late at night, people entered dreamland, only the lantern sparkles shine, looking up at numerous star, be in it seems that and they speak silently, till the rising sun slowly rise, just gradually on Ming double eye, still do not overlook night and numerous bit however that reticent appointment ……
宁静的小村，恬静淡雅，油菜花地后的群山为小村挂上了碧绿的幕布，幕布下则有一点点金黄的光芒在随风摇曳，亮丽中带着一种朴素的美。早晨，四周都是静悄悄的，偶尔一声声鸟儿啼鸣打碎了这无言的梦幻，或是一阵阵微风拂过的飒飒声惊扰了休憩的花儿，随风舞动着。云雾缭绕着，时而为青山戴上一顶白色的草帽，时而又捎上缕缕炊烟一起行走。山路弯弯，一排排木桩上铺着一条条长长的五音谱，只见燕子和山雀伏在谱子上，唱着尖尖的小调儿，送走了寒冷的冬天。傍晚，孩子们相继赶着牛回家了，走得累了，一骨碌坐在牛背上，嘻嘻哈哈的闹着，结实的后背上洋溢着最后一缕温暖的金光……夜深了，人们都进入了梦乡，唯有灯笼闪闪发亮，仰望着繁星，似乎在和它们静静地对话，直到朝阳缓缓升起，才渐渐瞑上了双眼，却仍不忘记夜晚和繁星那无言的约会……
The rising sun east rise, it is a new day! Knead knead sleep faintly the eye opens window door, I am looked at to far. Instantly, I want ground of too impatient to wait to blend in this clever composition / went in the comely landscape painting that use!
旭日东升，又是新的一天！揉揉朦胧的睡眼打开窗门，我向远处眺望。须臾，我便要迫不及待地融入这幅灵作文/动的清秀的山水画中去了！
Brook Chan Chan, dark green, clear, lacy like a jade, fasten between the waist of know clearly hamlet, 3 fold, edge of big before the village Cheng put up one class class low water ladder. Fish had swum here, desire leap up comes up like door of dragon of carp fish dive, thump thump, swing remove a spray like pearl, those who be happiness is new a day of take along sth to sb comes to send one's respects to, move up and down again swing in the water shade that falls into this lying move to distance. The willow on the bank relies on to be by the side of the brook, borrowing bright mirror to combing wave wave long hair, shui Bo is clear, brook is like a wind to blow thin silk cloth again, reflecting the inverted image with scattered willow. On the green hill of far, pass by a flock of snow-white flyer, orderly rank is flying, the brethrens that are different ground then are complimentary family and birthplace take along sth to sb to come, the envelope that includes strong deep feeling? Below the foot of a hill, from time to time of a canal is extended, coil of from time to time, from time to time erect back. Grow by the path got on a peach, it is that pink peach blossom as before, also changed new attitude however, but the blush that does not change her bashful. Who says to the sea does not see in hill, look, this pink ocean wave is swinging!
溪流潺潺，碧绿、澄清，像一条玉丝带，系在了了小村的腰间，一波三折，在村前大埕边搭起了一级级低矮水梯。鱼儿游过这里，便欲鲤鱼跃龙门似的蹿上来，扑腾扑腾，甩起一阵阵珍珠般水花，为美好的新一天捎来一个问候，又扑腾一声落入这条横躺着的水帘中荡向远方。岸上的杨柳靠在溪边，借着明镜梳着飘飘长发，水波粼粼，溪流又似一条风吹起绢布，映着杨柳零散的倒影。远处的青山上，掠过一群雪白的飞鸟，整齐的列队飞行着，那是异地的同胞们为问候家人和故乡捎来的、包含浓浓深情的信封么？山脚下，一条小道时而舒展，时而蜷曲，时而又挺直了腰杆。道旁栽上了一棵棵桃树，依旧是那粉红的桃花，却也换上了新的姿态，但不改她羞羞答答的红晕。谁说山里见不到海，瞧，这粉红色的海浪正荡着呢！
The villager people very honest also, sunrise and make, sunset and breath, have healthy and rich life, made the trend of oppidan nowadays. They smoke a pipe, on fill one cup of a strong spirit usu. made from sorghum, pull with kin help the daily life of a family, with crack with teeth in mouth of intimate Lao Lao, the farmhouse dish with a light Qing Dynasty lays gut, prepare the thing that will do tomorrow, can sleep almost.
村民们也很纯朴，日出而作，日落而息，拥有健康充实的生活，如今成为了城里人的潮流。他们抽个烟斗，灌上一杯二锅头，和亲戚拉拉家常，与知心朋友唠唠嗑，一顿清淡淡的农家菜下肚，准备好明天应做的事，差不多就可以睡了。
Carry on the arm on knapsack, I should end this paragraph itinerary, ground of be reluctant to part with waves leave a haven of peace of this quietly elegant, leave everything here. I set foot on road of the way home, leave the setting sun and the back …… that are illuminated goldenly then only
挎上背包，我该结束这段旅程了，恋恋不舍地挥手告别这淡雅世外桃源，告别这儿的一切。我踏上了回家的路途，只留下夕阳和那被照得金黄的背影……