I like the beauty of nature. I like to go sightseeing in various places. There are beautiful lakes, fresh air, unpredictable clouds and strange rocks here ... but there are still some that are not as kind and beautiful as the quiet countryside. My hometown is very beautiful. Early in the morning, the morning fog has not dispersed, and the quiet and fresh air is blowing head-on, which makes me feel a little cold. Grandpa said that in the morning, only the fields are the most beautiful. So, I stepped forward and came to the stadium. Walking on the field path, stepping on the soft and comfortable soil, looking at the crystal clear dew on the grass and the shy face of the lovely flowers that can't be named, it is really a fairyland. Green wheat seedlings are natural, irregular, deep and shallow, shallow and deep, and green is about to drip. Looking around, endless green, can't see the edge, like a green ocean, can't see the horizon, but green is refreshing. The field is wet and covered with a veil, like a fairy's veil. If anything, it's fascinating. When the smoke rises in the village, the bamboo forest in the backyard is the most beautiful, like a transparent white gauze. When the wind blows, there are waves of rustling in the bamboo, which has a unique charm. There is a small ditch behind the bamboo forest. The water in the ditch is crystal clear. We often fold some hollow bamboo, scoop some water in the ditch and pour it into the cup through diabolo, imitating ancient bamboo tea. According to the old people, bamboo leaves can be boiled to drink and remove fire. I don't know if it's true or not. People say that bamboo has a good spirit. Yes, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, bamboo never bends down and never gives up. How much we need this precious spirit. I like beautiful countryside; I like its elegance and quietness, and its gentleness and beauty.