In spring, the river frozen for a winter is finally free. It is flowing happily with "Hua, Hua". Just like singing spring, the wild flowers and weeds beside them are painted into interesting scenery. This is the river of spring, the river of joy.
In spring, the river flows slowly and there is a vibrant scene around. Spring girl's green gauze covered the grass and the grass turned green at once. A child is playing by the river, and his heart is full of joy. The water in the river is cool and comfortable. Spring passed year after year, and the child grew up gradually, and the river grass witnessed her growth.
The river in spring is shy. Every year when everything recovers, the ice in the river slowly melts and the figure of fish gradually emerges. There is a layer of green things on the shore. Take a closer look and suddenly realize. It turns out that the grass has exposed its lovely little head. A row of weeping willows on the shore also pulled out new branches. At that time, our friends could only play by the river, but they were afraid to go into the water.
Spring comes to the world quietly, and the river that has slept for a winter wakes up from its dream and flows far away. On the river bank, the bamboo baby broke through the ground and the grass woke up. She borrowed a tender dress from Miss Chun and changed it for herself. Flowers greet spring with a smile and are reflected on the river like a long picture scroll. Decorated with the river, the river seems to be wearing these simple "garlands". In the blue sky, a few swallows flew in from time to time, twittering and singing beautiful songs, releasing the Buddha and praising the river.
6. This river is beautiful in summer. In late spring and early summer, this river became our playground. In the morning, standing by the river, lush grass and colorful wild flowers are our best playmates. We picked some small flowers from the grass and put them in our hair, stirring the crystal dew on the grass leaves with our small hands. Occasionally, butterfly girls fly lightly. At this time, we will chase the little butterfly back and forth, and occasionally step on a bright little splash on the open space on the shore, splashing all over our face, but we are very happy. At noon, I just jumped into the arms of the river to catch fish and shrimp, watching groups of fish swim happily in the water, but I couldn't catch any. Just as we were having a good time, our parents called for lunch, cursing as they walked: "You shouldn't play with water …" Nevertheless, our hearts are sweet. At night, when the sun goes down, people come to the trees by the river to enjoy the cool. At this time, the river becomes more charming and moving. The sunset reflected its face, and she was so beautiful.
7. When summer comes, the river widens from time to time with the rain; Sometimes narrow; Sometimes very slow; Sometimes in a hurry. This river has become a free swimming pool for hometown people. This river is a paradise for children.
8. In summer, the river is full of elegant and beautiful lotus flowers of all sizes. Lotus petals are white and crimson, like a girl painted with rouge. Looking down the lotus, I saw the big green lotus leaf at a glance. Which lotus leaves are "lazy" lying on the crystal clear river, which is particularly beautiful. This is the river in summer, a beautiful river.
9. In summer, the river flows slowly and there is a scene of full of green everywhere. The summer child came, and he hung the hot sun in the sky. The earth is scorched by the hot sun, cicadas have been singing, there are all kinds of flowers by the river, and a slim girl is standing by the river, gently holding the river. In hot summer, the river seems to get cool. The girl grew up and became an adult, no longer playing in the river as she did when she was a child. Summer after summer passed, and she began to get old again. The flowers in the river watched her grow old.
10. In summer, the burning sun scorched the earth, and plumes of smoke seemed to come out. At this time, people like swimming here best, and colorful swimming rings decorate the river with colorful colors. Happy laughter echoed in the sky, and the whole peace became an ocean of joy.
1 1. The river in autumn is the most noticeable. The autumn wind gently blows the Buddha's face, and the river ripples beautifully! Just like Miss Qiu stroking the river gently. At dusk, the beautiful sunset glow is reflected on the river, like a colorful picture scroll, and the river is like a fairy tale world.
12. The river in autumn is sad. Autumn is the harvest season for people. People are so busy that they seem to forget the river, and children can't play with it, because when adults are busy in the fields, children have to watch the door at home. Rivers without companions are sad. At this time, the leaves began to speak: "River, River, don't be sad, you still have me, I will play with you." So the leaves began to fall one by one, because it wanted to make the river ripple again and be happy again. There are fewer and fewer leaves until the last one is left. It says, "Xiao He, I can't accompany you anymore. I will play with you again next year. " Say that finish, it falls, draws a perfect arc and floats into the arms of the river. The center of the river is cold.
13. In autumn, the river is as calm as a mirror, smooth and smooth; Green as flawless jade. The sun shines on the river, sparkling, which reminds me of a poem, "Water and light meet in the clear sky, and the mountains are Kong Yu." It's beautiful. This is the autumn river, a quiet river.
14. In autumn, the river flows slowly, and there are cool and pleasant scenes everywhere. The leaves gradually turned yellow and fell from the tree. Miss Qiu hung the red clothes on the maple tree. Cool autumn is obviously not as hot as summer, and the water in the river will get cold. A middle-aged woman sat by the river, as if thinking about something, lifted the river and got up to let it go. Autumn after autumn passed and she didn't come.
15. The autumn wind yellowed the leaves by the river, and the leaves danced like golden elves by the river. The river looked at the golden rice fields, sang songs and flowed away with the joy of harvest.
16. Winter is coming and the river is very lonely. The surroundings are bare, and no one wants to have a look. Only the rustling north wind roared by, and the river finally couldn't stand the cold and froze. At this time, it hopes that it will be thicker so that children can go skating, and it will no longer be lonely. Its fantasy was finally dashed, and parents had already banned their children from going near the Winter River, saying that they could not come up again if they fell into the ice cave. The river is quietly waiting for the next spring. ...
17. Snowflakes in winter put a crystal coat on the river, which is a fairy tale world made of powder. The river in winter makes people linger.
18. How quiet this river is in winter. Like a shy little girl, the river flows quietly into the distance.
19. In winter, the river freezes and there is a vast white world everywhere. All the animals and plants are asleep quietly, and no one will come to this quiet river again.
In winter, the river is covered with a heavy snow, and the whole river is frozen hard. Suddenly, the river was full of excitement, and the children laughed and laughed. Look, someone is rolling on the river. It is really interesting! The big tree next to it has also changed into a thick white cotton-padded jacket. This is the Winter River, a unique river.
2 1. This is an ordinary and beautiful river. The river is crystal clear, flowing quietly, shining with stars in the sun. It flowed day and night and gradually disappeared in a corner of the mountain. Standing high, it looks like a beautiful ribbon floating around the mountains.
22. The river is full of spring water, with ice from the upstream flowing happily. Every small whirlpool is a smile, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds on both sides of the strait, as well as the light green in early spring, with a soft and cheerful voice, ah!
23. The spring water is like a wonderful and magical electronic music, playing the piano, singing, full of vitality, extremely happy, and rushing to the distance.
24. The rivers on the grassland have a wild and quiet personality. After every rainstorm, mountain torrents will flood into the Hexiong River. Suddenly, thousands of flying hooves, like a group of wild Huang Ma, beat the rumbling waves and rushed to Jasper Lake with unstoppable momentum. But if it clears up in two days, the flood will subside immediately, and the grass will suck up all the dirt like a sponge, showing a clear blue color. The flowing water on the shoal is as clear as glass and as white as jade, revealing light yellow or light green pebbles at the bottom of the water. Every few hundred meters, there is a green pool washed out by the rapids. From a distance, the Hexiong River looks like a silver belt inlaid with dark green gems.
25. The river waves after waves, constantly scouring the rocks on the shore, making the rocks very smooth.
26. In my hometown, there are beautiful rural scenery, and I especially like the small river near the village. In spring, the river is full of vitality. On the shore, the grass is growing; In the river, the stream gurgles. The river is clear and transparent, and you can clearly see the smooth pebbles at the bottom of the river. On the river, several snow-white ducks are playing happily. Two of them are big and the other is small. It's a family of three. Father duck lurks to the bottom of the water to find food, mother duck combs her flawless feathers leisurely, and the duckling is teasing her own shadow!
27. Every ripple is a gentle string. White waves beat rhythmic drums; Water waves, large and small, should be in harmony with the sound of tractors in the field; That slender whisper is talking to the wheat seedling that just poked its head out of the snow quilt; The tinkling sound of touching the coast is like the bell of a wheel rolling on the road; The rushing water waves are urging the villagers to plow and sow!
28. This river is so beautiful! Clear, green and quiet, fascinating. From a distance, it is so green, as green as an emerald belt; Up close, it is clear enough to see the fish and shrimp swimming around the bottom of the river. At night, the curved crescent moon is reflected on the clear and transparent river, so beautiful and gentle. At this time, the river is even more charming.
It seems that on the morning of March in spring, I came to the river again. The gurgling water is singing a cheerful song, running eastward, and the fish in the water are swimming freely, so happy! Several willows by the river are combing their long hair. Willow branches are slender and soft, like waterfalls, swaying in the breeze. Looking closely, the willow bud is like a green star hanging all over the branches, swaying, very cute, and I seem to have become one of them, swaying with the willow branches. "What an elegant weeping willow!" I can't help sighing. The willow seems to understand what I said, shaking its branches and saying, "Hi! Old friend, we meet again. "
30. With the cheerful singing, the river boy twisted and danced. The river girl wears beautiful and clean clothes, and humans often come to her for water. She is not only beautiful now, but also can quench her thirst, not to mention how proud she is. But it didn't last long. After a while, the river girl never danced again. What is the reason? It turned out that human beings poured garbage and mud on her. Almost covered her. She's really ugly now. There is also an unpleasant smell. When humans saw her, they all hid their noses and ran away. She felt very lonely when she saw the people who had drunk her water. As long as she thinks of the original appearance, she is particularly sad.
3 1. With the coming of spring, wild flowers and grass willows on both sides of the river are caressing the river with yellow eyebrows and green eyes, stretching their soft arms. When the morning mist disappears, the sun rises, and the sun shines on the river, revealing a large piece of red, much like the blush on the face of a beautiful girl. Gradually, the river was covered with a layer of golden light and the breeze blew. Suddenly, the golden light was torn into countless pieces and floated on the river ... Look at the dense fish, frolicking ducks and duckweeds floating on the shore, like small copper coins. All this makes the river full of spring and vitality.
32. The trees by the river are lush, and the agile kingfisher points to the water surface, leaving a circle and a circle; Clumsy ducks floated over and cut the reflection of trees on the water; The wind is blowing, and the sparkling waves are particularly bright and dazzling in the sun. The river in my hometown, a beautiful river.
33. In my distant hometown, there is a small river. The river is clear, and the grass brother and willow sister on the shore can't wait to see the river that has not been seen for a long time. A little turtledove stood on a stone in the river, tasting the river and admiring her reflection in the water. Pieces of ice flowed forward from the mountain with the river. In summer, the sun is burning poison, which is, the most exciting thing is that we can take a bath in the river. Once, I took a bath in the river and sat down at once. I just stepped on a small fish and I stepped on it. There are people holding umbrellas by the river to catch small fish in the small fish net.
34. The moat is in front of my riverside community. In the past, the moat was smelly, with green bubbles, and cans of smelly socks and some garbage floated on the river. The moat seems to be crying, losing its original beauty and bright lights ... I don't know how many years have passed. After treatment, the moat has recovered its original glory and beauty. The river is cleaner, there is no garbage, the willows on both sides are lush, and the green branches are floating in the air, just like a little girl's hair flying in the wind. There are cobblestone paths, and all kinds of pebbles are comfortable to step on.
As time goes on, people like to throw garbage more and more, and there is more and more garbage in the river. Those lovely fish brothers stink in the river. They just wear masks to play games, but sometimes, a lot of rubbish, milk shoes and broken glass bones fall from their heads from time to time ... they have to take out their beloved umbrellas to resist the falling dirty rubbish. For a long time, people there fished by this river, but they couldn't afford to catch fish. Later, several fishermen went into the river to catch fish before catching a few. Since then, this river is no longer as clear as before, but has become a river that stinks constantly.
36. The lake is like shiny black velvet, shining in the quiet night. The lake is motionless, like a can of strong wine.
37. In the murmur of the stream, the tender buds covered with resin are blooming, the underwater grass grows out of the water, and the grass on the shore is more and more lush. Here is a quiet whirlpool, with a fallen tree at the center, and several shiny little beetles circling on the calm water, causing ripples.
38. The spring water flows out of the cracks in the rocks day and night, trickling down and merging into a small and clean stream, which passes through the rocks, falls off the cliff, twists and turns, and flows between weeds and thorny rocks.
In any case, winter is over. At the beginning of April, the days became warm and the nights were still cold: winter refused to yield, but finally a warm day came and repelled the winter, so the river flowed and all the birds sang together. The whole grassland and shrubs along the river were flooded by the spring tide, and a large area between Lukewo and the high slope on the other side was occupied by a flood in the Wang Yang, and wild ducks landed on the water in droves. Every evening, fiery red spring clouds and colorful clouds create a new extraordinary and strange scene. It is hard to believe that people will see that color and that kind of cloud in the painting in the future.
40. This stream is like a ribbon inlaid with glittering gems, deeply rooted in this rich and beautiful land.
4 1. Yingying Lake ripples to the feet, but slowly recedes, like a loving mother patting a baby who can't sleep.
42. The river has thawed, and the clear river is happily flowing with broken ice fragments, playing a wonderful piano.
43. My home is in the west of Inner Mongolia, where the scenery is beautiful, which is the oath square. General Feng is a historical celebrity here. In memory of him, the square and his sculpture were built on a small river. Spring has come, the snow on both sides of the river and around the square melts, and everything is awakened by the vernal equinox. Green grass drills out of the ground and willows sprout. The green and yellow buds are very lovely, which adds a lot of life to the square.
44. A breeze blew and the mirror-like water surface fluctuated. Fish swam to the surface in droves, breathing fresh air with their mouths open. Occasionally, fish jump out of the water, turn over and fall into the water, causing ripples in circles and shaking the reflection in the water.
45. The stream flows from the dense forest to the open space, and the water surface opens up in the bright sunshine. Here, the first small yellow flower broke through the ground in the water, and there was a frog egg like a honeycomb, which was quite mature, and dark tadpoles could be seen from the transparent body. Also on the water here, there are many light blue flies almost as small as fleas. They fly close to the water for a while and then fall into the water. They flew out of nowhere and landed in the water here. Such is their short life. There is a little water beetle, shining like copper, spinning on the calm water. A wasp ran about in all directions, but the water did not move. A big, bright black star and yellow butterfly is flying on the calm water. The puddles around the inlet are full of flowers and plants, and the branches of willow trees have blossomed in early spring, as soft as yellow-haired chickens.
46. The river surrounds my hometown, like a beautiful scarf in winter, which warms the hearts of people in my hometown. The river is like a clear spring, nourishing the hearts of hometown people. She is the blood that runs through her hometown and gives it vitality. Hometown river, selfless river. I really want to go near her again and listen to the rustling laundry; Throw yourself into her arms again; Play with children; Stand by and look at the beautiful shadow of the red river in the sky again. The river in my hometown, that memorable river. The farther you drift, the deeper you miss your hometown river.
47. The stream in the canyon really seems to have grown wings and flew to the top of the mountain, turning into thousands of watering pots, watering pieces of crops.
There is a river in front of the house. The crystal clear rivers and verdant willows decorate our hometown, and they have also melted into my mysterious and colorful childhood dreams. The rivers of the four seasons accompany me to grow up. In spring, the drizzle is silky and foggy, and the river is like a kind mother. The willow tree, half asleep and half awake, peeped at Xiao Huang's head and nestled in the arms of the gentle mother river, with its slender waist swaying like a coquetry. How can a loving mother be willing to let her children catch cold? She specially covered the willow with a layer of gauze as thin as a cicada's wing. The little fish woke up. It is much more naughty. They jumped about in the water and spat out a bunch of blisters.
49. There is a scenery by the river, which you can never get tired of: the stone bridge at Liuzhu Wharf; Under the crystal clear water, there are "piranhas" that can't be caught and inexhaustible aquatic plants; In the days of long rain in Chu Qing, the river under the sun has become a world that holds up half the sky-all sounds, all colors and countless beautiful curves are intertwined here. ...
There is a river in front of my house. This is a charming and happy river. How clear this river is! Looking into the river in the sun, the river is so clear. Because the river is very clear, when we stand on the shore, we can see fish swimming in the river. They are playing in the water, as if playing games together. Spring has come, and the willows on both sides of the river hang their green branches low to the water, taking care of their gentle posture. Add a lot of beauty to this river. Occasionally, a few swallows pass by the river, bringing infinite vitality to the river. In summer, this river is our paradise. Little friends swim together, play together and grow together with the small trees on the river bank. Lovely river, you brought me the joy of childhood and left many beautiful memories.
5 1. To my great surprise, it is the green of the river, which is extremely green. It is already late autumn, but the thick green gives people a feeling that spring is as deep as the sea. It turns out that majestic mountains, lush trees, mossy stone walls and dripping bamboo forests all cast green reflections in the river. In fact, the sky and the ground are green, and even I am in the sparkling green.
52. How beautiful the stream is in the morning. The stream reflects the bright morning glow, like a fluttering ribbon. I like reading by the river. The fresh and moist air moistens my throat, and the running water is accompanied by my reading sound.
53. That gentle man, like a violin, is a stream flowing through the grass; That crisp, like plucking, is a dripping spring leaking from the cracks in the stone; Thick as a double voice, it should be that thousands of streams converge in an empty valley; Those who are as majestic as copper pipes must be running down steep walls and waterfalls falling into deep pools. As for the spring water that bypasses the roots and the clear water that beats pebbles, the priority is high or low, and each makes a different sound. This endless sound of spring is woven together by an invisible baton and merged into a wonderful symphony. In this spring symphony, it seems that we can hear the passage of time, the change of history, the birth, growth, reproduction and death of life, and the voice of metabolism, which gradually expands from weak to strong and rises to become the main theme. I leaned down to listen and distinguish, and my thoughts seemed to melt into the water, swimming around Dinghu with the spring water flowing; Just like a clear spring seeping through my heart, it washed away the dirt and left a deep feeling for me to taste and daydream.
Once upon a time, in front of a beautiful small village, there was a winding river. The river is crystal clear, like a big bright mirror. It is so clear that you can see small fish playing at the bottom of the river and countless small stones at the bottom of the river. There are a group of very friendly fish brothers living at the bottom of the river. They play games together every day and are inseparable. The local people cherish this river very much and never pollute it.