Seven to eighty percent, we in the world of concrete, but the heart has a clear direction, to the west, to the west! The west has a beautiful field, have a peaceful farm!
I do not know how long does it go, building suddenly disappeared, replaced by a thick forest. A path winds through the woods. Around the world is full of green, green land, the stream is green, even if the air is green. Hospitality of the birds on the tree, and see we went into the woods, immediately become excited, nosy, friends from the depths of the forest of fly to branch hyperactive music of the side of the road, with their clear throat to welcome the distinguished guests. Bird in the tree friends also seems to be interested in famous, a gust of wind blows over, "rush" song from far and near, soon to our heads. The tree, the leaves are two two hugged each other together, played the beautiful sounds of the symphony "leaf", and the birds of the chorus echoing. Then ensued a refreshing singular fragrance, the fragrance of the soil, the fragrance of the leaves, a stream of air, are perfect in the moist air. I closed my eyes, listen to the breathing the, thanks to the generous wood.
The scene before when I open my eyes, more shock to me. This is a field of wheat endless, is a piece of endless pale green, a piece of boundless hope! The sun, the sun a softly tat impart a little golden light, and the entire field was shrouded in a piece of brilliance. Breeze, caused a great flood, moved back, pentium, laughing descended from far and near, issued a "rush" of noise. Wanli nagano, li moved, what a magnificent sight. Wheat fields of farmers immediately stopped working in the farm work, eyes gaze moved, let the waves wash himself, beat yourself, hug yourself. His loving hands stroked, seem to be caressed her naughty boy. MaiHaoHao great waves rolling in, as if to drown everything. Suddenly stopped, as if the waves hit the rocks, wash the scattered recede. Followed by a wonderful stay, the aroma into a drill, such as a clean, wash the deposit too much smoke exhaust body, I immediately feel refreshed, tired of all the way also disappeared.
Just passed catcher, a strong aroma to the sight again, turned out to be an acre of roses. The farmers are busy. Roses just produce buds, slightly red dots. Each bulging bud is full of the energy of life, is about to release, but by the farmers took off, never open. This appears to be a tragedy, but it had a comforting ending: unable to open more don't fall, when the flower in bud has become the eternal. Also in the forward. In the field, came out from time to time a small forest, a rose bush, a piece of sending out the faint scent of farmland soil, the clean river... Pale green, blackish green, blue, red, light brown, light blue... Common woven into a piece of colorful tapestry of concave and convex have send. I can't help but deeply intoxicated in the beauty.
It was getting dark, I reluctantly left the countryside, returned to the "stone forest". The air was filled with smoke and noise. I hate closed his eyes...
五一节清晨，太阳打着哈欠，伸着懒腰徐徐的爬到半空中，普照着沉寂的大地。我们悄悄地爬上车，马达发出轻快的轰鸣，迫不及待的向原野冲去。
七转八折，我们在混凝土的世界里穿梭着，但心中有一个明确的方向：向西，向西!西边有美丽的田野，有祥和的农家!
不知走了多久，楼房突然不见了，取而代之的是一片茂密的树林。一条小路穿过树林，蜿蜒而去。周围的世界里充满了绿色，土地是绿的，小溪是绿的，连空气仿佛也是绿的。树上好客的鸟儿，见我们进了树林，立刻变得的兴奋起来，叽叽喳喳的叫着，呼朋引伴的从密林深处飞到路旁的树杈上亢奋的鸣唱，用它们特有的清脆喉咙来迎接远道而来的客人。鸟儿的大树朋友也似乎有意捧场，一阵南风拂过，“哗哗”的歌声便由远及近，不一会便到了我们头顶上。树上，叶子们两两一起互相拥抱着，奏出了优美动听的“叶子交响曲”，与鸟儿们的大合唱呼应着。接着便是一阵沁人心脾的奇异香气，土壤的清香，树叶的芬芳，小溪的气息，都完美的融进了这湿润的空气中。我闭上眼睛，倾听着，呼吸着，感谢着树林的慷慨。
当我睁开眼时，眼前的景象更加令我震撼。这是一片无边的麦田，是一片无边的嫩绿，一片无边的希望!太阳柔柔地洒下一片阳光，麦芒透出了点点金光，整个田野被笼罩在一片辉煌中。轻风拂过，掀起了万丈狂澜，麦浪翻滚着，奔腾着，欢笑着由远及近扑了过来，发出“哗哗”的震撼人心的巨响。万里长野，千里麦浪，一幅多么壮观的景象啊。麦田里劳作的农民停下了手中的农活，双眸注视着麦浪，任凭浪花冲刷自己，拍打自己，拥抱自己。他的双手爱怜的抚摸着浪尖，好像在抚摸自己调皮的孩子。麦浩浩荡荡的浪滚滚而来，仿佛要淹没一切。突然戛然而止，好像是海浪撞击到了礁石，哗哗的四散退去。随之而来的是一阵美妙的麦香，这香气入一股清流钻如体内，洗刷着沉积了太多烟尘废气的身体，我顿时感到神清气爽，一路的疲倦也消失殆尽。
刚刚走过麦田，一阵浓香再次扑鼻而来，原来是一亩玫瑰。花农们正在其中忙碌着。玫瑰花刚刚结出花苞，微微透出点点鲜红。一个个鼓鼓的花苞装满了生命的能量，正要释放，却被花农摘下，永远无法开放。这好像是一个悲剧，但却拥有一个令人欣慰的结局：无法开放更无从凋零，整朵花在含苞欲放时成为了永恒。车还在前行。田野中，不时闪现出一块小树林，一丛玫瑰，一片散发着泥土清香的农田，一条清澈的小河……嫩绿，墨绿，青色，红色，浅褐，淡蓝……共同织就了一块五彩缤纷，凹凸有致的花毯。我不禁深深的陶醉着美景中。
天渐渐黑了下来，我依依不舍的离开乡村，回到了“石林”。空气中充斥着烟尘与噪音。我厌恶的闭上了眼睛……
