2, the river on the prairie has a wild and quiet twofold character. Whenever the surging rain, flash floods, into the Bear River, at once, it is like a group of crazy galloping yellow fat horse, thousands of flying hooves hit the rumbling sound, to the unstoppable momentum to Jasper Lake. But if the sunny on two days, the flood immediately subside, the grass is like a sponge to absorb the dirt, showing a clear blue. Shoals of running water on the net like glazed white jade, revealing light yellow or light green pebbles underwater, every hundred meters there is a torrent washed out of the turquoise pool. From a distance, the Bear River looks like a silver belt decorated with deep green jewels.
3, spring is coming, the wildflowers on both sides of the river, grass, willow, in the caress of the river, softly playing with the yellow eyebrow green eyes, stretching the soft arm. When the morning fog disappeared, the sun rose at the moment, the sunlight sprinkled on the river, revealing a large red, how like the beautiful girl's face blush. Gradually, the river surface is gilded with a layer of golden light, the breeze blows, at once, the golden light is torn into countless pieces of debris, floating on the river surface ...... and then look at the dense small fish in the river, swimming ducks, and floating on the bank like a small copper penny sized duckweed, and all of this makes the little river spring and vibrant.
4. In the early years, in front of a beautiful little village, there was a small curving river. The river was so clear, like a big bright mirror, that it was so clear that you could see small fish playing at the bottom of the river, and you could see countless small stones at the bottom of the river. The bottom of the river lives a group of especially friendly fish brothers, they are every day all the way to do the game, simply inseparable, talk to each other. The local people are very protective of the river and never pollute it.
5. The lake is like shiny black velvet, glowing with a ghostly light in the quiet night. The lake is stagnant, like a unified tank of strong wine.
6, the moat in my home directly in front of the riverfront neighborhood. Before the moat stinks, bubbling with small green bubbles, the river surface also floating cans, smelly socks and some garbage. The moat seems to be crying, but also lost the original beauty, lost the original bright lights ...... do not know how many years, after treatment, the moat and restore the original small glory and beauty. The river is clearer, the garbage are gone, both sides of the willow tree lush, green branches floating in the air, like a little girl's hair in the wind. There are also cobblestone alleys, all kinds of small cobblestones comfortable on the feet. The river girl put on a beautiful clean clothes, human beings often come to her to drink water. She was now not only beautiful, but also quenched mankind's thirst, not to mention how proud. But it didn't last long, and after a while, the river girl didn't dance anymore. It's because people were dumping garbage and dirt on her. It's almost like they're taking care of her. She's getting ugly. There is a bad smell, humans see her cover their noses and run away, she saw the original smiling in her drink of water in the human now see her are running away, the heart is very lonely. Whenever she remembers how she used to be, she is uniquely sad.
8. The river, wave after wave, washed the rocks along the shore, washing them to a very clean surface.
9. Every ripple is a gentle string. The white waves, beating a rhythmic drumbeat; that big and small sound of the water waves, echoing the sound of the tractor on the field; that delicate whisper, is just sticking out of the snow from the head of the wheat seedlings to talk about; that touch the shore of the Dingdong sound, like the bell of the wheels rolled over the road; the sound of the rapids of the water, is urging the villagers door to open the plough to harvest ah!
10, the river thawed, the clear water with broken ice ballast flowed happily, playing a wonderful piano.
11, the river around the hometown, like a beautiful winter scarf, warm hometown people heart. The river is like a clear spring, moisturizing the heart of the hometown. She is a bloodline through the body of the hometown, to the hometown to vitality. Hometown of the river, selfless river. I would like to, once again close to her, listening to the rustling sound of the laundry; once again into her; and small friends all the way to play and play; once again stood beside her, look at the sky when the red river fire beautiful shadow. Hometown of the small river, miss the small river. The farther you drift, the deeper your thoughts of your hometown's creek will be.
12, the creek side trees, sharp kingfisher point over the water, leaving circles halo; heavy ducks floating through the water, cutting through the reflection of the trees on the water surface; the wind, sparkling waves in the sunshine extraordinarily bright eye-catching. The river in my hometown, the beautiful river.
13, the canyon of the stream is really like a feather, flying up the hill, into a thousand big spray cans, watering a piece of crops.
14. There is a small river in front of my house. The crystal clear water of the river, the verdant willows decorated with our hometown, but also into my mysterious, colorful childhood dreams. The river accompanied me in all seasons. In the spring, fine rain like silk, misty rain, the river like a kind mother. Half-awake half-sleeping willow tree peeping tender yellow head, snuggled in the arms of the warmth of the mother river, slender waist of the small pampered swinging, loving mother how to children cool it, specially for the willow tree covered with a thin as a cicada leaf gossamer. Fish woke up, it can be much more slippery, they jumped around in the water, mouth spit out a large series of blisters.
15, there is a small river in front of my house. It is a charming and happy little river. The river is so clear! When you look inside the river under the sunshine, the river water is so crystal clear. Because the water was so clear, we could see the fish swimming in the river when we stood on the bank. They were playing in the water, as if they were playing games along the way. Spring came, the willow trees on both sides of the tender green branches hanging low to the water, shine their own soft posture. For the river to add a lot of color. The river occasionally swept through a few swallows, and brought infinite vitality to the river. On hot days, the river is our playground. Little friends all the way to play water, all the way to joy, and the river bank on the small trees all the way to grow up. Lovely little river ah, you bring me the joy of childhood, leaving many wonderful memories.
16, my hometown in the west of Inner Mongolia, where there is a very beautiful scenery, is the oath square. General Feng is our history here, in order to honor him so built this square and his sculpture, and across a small river. When spring comes, the two sides of the river and the square around the snow melted, the spring equinox blew awake everything, tender green grass drilled out of the ground, the willow tree sprouted, buds tender green and yellow, very lovely, adding a lot of life to the square.
17, so that I am particularly surprised, is that the river's green, green and strong. It was late fall, but the green, but give people a sense of the depth of spring like the sea. The original majestic mountains, lush trees, moss-dyed stone walls, dripping bamboo forests, all in the river cast a green reflection, in fact, the sky and the ground into a whole green, even I myself in the glittering green.
18, the spring is like a wonderful and magical electronic music, playing the piano, singing, energetic, incomparable joy, running into the distance.
19, the spring water day and night from the cracks in the mountain patter, trickle, into a tiny clear stream, from the rocks through the clumps of rocks, fell from the cliffs, curved, flowing between the weeds and thorns of the bumpy mountain rocks.
20, in the morning, the brook how beautiful ah, the stream reflects the brilliant early sunshine like floating colorful ribbons. I like to read by the stream, the fresh moist air moisturizes my throat, and the murmuring water accompanies my catchy reading voice.
21, look! The morning of March, I came to the creek again. The gurgling water sings a happy song, clattering to the east, the fish in the water swim freely, so happy! A few willows are washing their long hair by the river, the willow branches are slender and soft, like a waterfall cascading down, swinging in the breeze. Close look, the willow buds like a green star hanging branches, swinging, lovely, and I, it seems to become one of them, and willow branches all the way swing. "What a shapely willow!" I couldn't help but sigh. As if it understood my words, the willow tree shook its branches and said, "Hi! Old friends, we meet again."
22, that is a usually and beautiful little river, the river water is clear, quietly flowing, in the sunshine of the sunshine reflecting a little starlight, she flows day and night, gradually disappeared in the turn of the mountain. Standing on a high place to see, it is like a beautiful ribbon floating around the mountains.
23, that soft as a fiddle, is the grass flowed through the stream; that crisp as a plucked, is the stone cracks between the leakage of the drops of the spring; that thick as a double Division boom, should be ten thousand channels of fine flow in the valley; that majestic as a brass chorus, is sure to be a torrent straight down the steep walls, waterfalls fall into the deep pools. As for the spring around the roots of the trees, the clear water beat the pebbles, is light and heavy, near and far high and low, each consciously out of a different sound. The sound of this kind of spring, by an invisible baton woven all the way, converging into a marvelous symphony. In this symphony of springs, it seems to be able to hear the passage of time, historical changes, life in the birth, growth, reproduction, death, metabolism of the sound, from weak to strong, gradually open, rise and become the main theme. I leaned over to listen to, distinguish, mind as if melting in the water, with the spring and flow, swimming all over the Dinghu; and as if the spring bubbling filter through the heart, wash away the dirt, leaving the depth of feeling, let me taste, lead me to reverie.
24, the river is overflowing with spring water, with the remnants of ice from the upper reaches of the debris, happily flowing. Each small eddy, is a piece of laughter, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, and the early spring on both sides of the tender green, flowing with a soft and cheerful sound, ah!
25, the river has never get tired of seeing the scenery: willow trees, bamboo, water wharf, stone bridge; clear water, there can not be captured under the "rat fish" and pick endless water plants; rainy days, the sunshine of the river will become "Half the Sky" the world - the world of the "Half the Sky" - the world of the "Half the Sky" - the world of the "Half the Sky". "The world - all the sounds, all the colors and countless beautiful curves are intertwined here, appearing ......
26, the river is really beautiful ah! Clear, turquoise, serene and mesmerizing. From a distance it is so green, green like an emerald-colored ribbon; close to see it is so clear, so clear that you can see the bottom of the river swimming fish and shrimp. At night, the curved crescent moon reflected in the clear and transparent river, is so beautiful, and so gentle. At this time the river is even more charming.
27, in my hometown, there are beautiful idyllic scenery, I especially like the village side of the river. In spring, the river is a vibrant scene. Banks, grassy; river, streams murmuring flow. The water is so clear and transparent that you can clearly see the smooth pebbles at the bottom of the river. On the surface of the river, several snow-white ducks were playing happily. Two of them are big and one is small, they are a family of three. The father duck hides under the water to look for food, the mother duck leisurely combing her flawless feathers, and the ducklings, they are teasing with their own shadows!
28, full of lake water has been swirling to the feet, but then slowly back, like a mother patting the baby will be sleeping.
29. A breeze blew through the mirror-like surface of the water shook up. Fish swam to the surface in groups and opened their mouths wide to breathe fresh air. Occasionally there are fish jumping out of the water, turn over and fall into the water, stirring up a circle of ripples, so that the reflection in the water into a piece of shaking.
30, year after year, generation after generation, people love to throw more and more, the garbage in the river is also increasing. That group of lovely fish brothers in the river stink also, only wearing a mask to do the game, but sometimes, the top of the head also falls down from time to time a lot of garbage, and did not finish the milk shoes, broken glass, bones ...... they had to take out their beloved umbrella to hold the top of the incessant fall down, dirty garbage, for a long time, where people go to the river to fish, but how can they go to the river? River fishing, but how can not catch the fish, later, a few fishermen to go down to the river to fish, only to fish up a few fish brother's corpse, other corpses, are rotting by the garbage. From then on, the river is no longer as clear as in the early years, and turned into an endless Send