那刚经过雨露滋润着的散发着泥土清新的田野,那被微风吹得沙沙作响的大树上的绿叶,那一年四季辛勤劳作、朴实欢快的人们,无时无刻不在吸引着我。不由得,我开始了我的快乐之旅。(一)清晨,炊烟袅袅升起,这时的乡村,透着一股神秘的静谧。嗅着清新的泥土气息,我漫步在被露水浸得有些温润的田野里。这时,扛着锄头的农民伯伯有说有笑的,朝田间走来。有的挽起袖口,露出壮实 The fresh leaves of the field, freshly ravaged by the rain, the green leaves of the rustling breeze, the industrious and cheerful people of all seasons of the year attracted me all the time. Can not help but, I started my journey of happiness. (A) In the morning, when the smoke of curl rises, the village at this time reveals a mysterious quiet. Smell the fresh earthy atmosphere, I walk in the dew soaked some gentle fields. At this time, the uncle peasant carrying a hoe talking and laughing, came toward the field. Some roll up cuffs, revealing strong