A composition on rural scenery

After a bumpy road trip, scattered houses appeared on both sides of the road, and the sleeping students gradually woke up, and the excitement on the bus resumed. With the opening of two iron gates, our car drove into Chicheng No.3 Middle School. Although it is early summer, the peach blossoms here are still in full bloom, and pink surrounds the whole branch, just like a good thing. Rows of tile houses are separated by crossing roads. Because the luggage is too heavy. The teacher in No.3 Middle School grabbed the hand and put it in the dormitory for us. This is a dark hut. The old wooden window has lost its surface color, so it seems difficult for the light to shine in directly. Dust filled the potholed ground; Ten groups of bunk beds are closely attached and covered with hay; The roof is empty, except for a lamp suspended by wires. Each of us packed our bags carefully, especially those who slept in the upper bunk. Move a little and the dust will float down. Anyway, after a busy period of time, everyone gathered at the entrance of the canteen. With a car full of food, everyone's frowning brows are relieved, but the dust comes with the wind. Along the way, we turned our bodies from time to time to stop the wind and sand. When we really sat down to taste the food we carefully escorted back, the food with too strong a taste made us afraid to chew it repeatedly in our mouths, so we gulped down the rice. The afternoon passed quickly and the sky was slightly red. Lunch made us give up hope on the word "delicious". We have given up dinner, but we are always a little uneasy, so we decided to go to the canteen. It's just that the meals of the four of us were condensed into two plates. "Here comes the meal." The canteen manager suddenly lit up and greeted them warmly. The lid on the meal has not been lifted, and obviously no one has been here. I watched it for a long time: "well, please give me some of this ... not too much." "Okay, where is the rice? Give me the bowl. " I am in a hurry. Then I said something with a strong accent, which probably means "not eating is bad for your health." But we really didn't want to look at each other with that weird expression, so we refused. My aunt seems to have seen through our minds and didn't insist. But somehow, my steps are always difficult to get out of the door. I turned around and said tentatively, "Why don't you give me more ... I'm afraid it's not enough for the four of us. Thank you. " Aunt smiled and raised a spoonful. "Don't come again." I can't avoid a spoonful and buckle it again. When we were about to leave, my aunt asked, "Where are the others? When will they come? " Now my heart is in a mess: "They ... will soon ..." Back to the dormitory, we felt a little sad about the situation just now, and suddenly felt that the food was not so unacceptable. After a series of activities, I don't know. Away from the lights and crowds here, you can easily feel the moonlight pouring down. When I looked up at the sky, everything in front of me shocked me. The deep blue night sky is dotted with stars, and the Big Dipper shines in the center. The moon is no longer the focus of black, and too many bright spots are comparable to it, reaching into the sky infinitely. My body seems to shrink a little with the far-reaching vision ... The night sky here will not make people feel lonely and lonely: it will not make people feel how far-reaching it is. Countless stars adorn his body, giving people here light and hope, just like the sincerity and enthusiasm of the sincere third middle school. ...