The little river in my grandmother's hometown is the place I miss the most.
After my mom got my grandmother to the city I never saw that little river in the countryside. How clear and beautiful it was.
The river in the countryside is crystal clear. Next to an old willow tree, every day, every night, with a soft glow, dancing with the wind, a family separated on both sides of the river.
In the summer, the river clatters with a clear and pleasant sound. Sometimes it comes in torrents, like it has a fiery passion, just like the season. The summer sun is poisonous, and the creek is a great place to escape the fireball. Snuggled under the embrace of the willow tree, put your feet into the creek, a moment to stir the water, a moment to be quiet, watching the small fish kiss their feet; occasionally also raised his head, looking not far away from the flowers competing, butterflies dancing, bees buzzing honey; listening to the cicadas singing in the willow tree. Fast! Summer nights are even more mesmerizing. The cool wind blows the tresses of the willow tree, and the cicadas are not as annoyed as they are during the day, singing in the middle of the night.
In the autumn of the melons and fruits, on the hillside where you can see the creek, there are a few loud laughs from time to time. Watching a carload of fruit from under the willow tree, the old willow tree seems to be a dozen years younger, dancing more cheerfully. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the willow tree, making it even more beautiful and charming, and the golden water is flooded with soft light, extremely beautiful.
In winter, a layer of thin ice was formed on the river. As soon as you put your foot on it, the ice cracked with a 'hula' sound. It quickly soaked the shoes and dispersed all the warmth brought out from the quilt with the unique cold of winter. The ice in the distance was like a mirror reflecting the scenery of home. This scenery, this thing, a different kind of beauty.
Now I don't often go back, I often miss the river. It hides the secrets of my childhood, I keep it happy. The river, the old willow tree, my childhood, and all the laughter. All hidden in my heart.
The little river in my heart is always beautiful and joyful.
The little river in my heart2
In my heart, there has always been a happy little river, which is in my hometown. Although now I have left my hometown, and I have seen many more beautiful rivers outside, but in my mind, they are all not as good as the river in my hometown.
I remember when I was little, my friends and I used to play in the river. Every time we go to the river to play, always bring some bottles and cans, because there are many small fish, shrimp, crabs in the river waiting for us. We caught them and brought them home to keep and play with. We also like to play splashing games in the shallow water, although every time we get wet, go home and get scolded by adults, but we still play next time to have fun. Those snails liked to stick to the rocks and steps, lazily wriggling around without any sense of safety. When we saw them, we grabbed them, and in a short time we could grab a small basket full of them, and took them home and raised them in clean water for a day, and when they spit out the mud and sand, they could be made into a delicacy. I still have a vivid memory of my mom steaming or copying the snails and the family sucking on them during dinner. In the summer, we went swimming in the creek, and every day after 3:00 p.m., we would be in the river. We would never go home until mom and dad came from work to yell at us. There was a lot of cheering from the kids in the creek, and it must have been us swimming in a race. Every time we play in the creek, that time is not to have fun?
My memory of the creek, it is level as a mirror, clear to the bottom, small fish happily swim in its arms, snail sunbathing on the steps, children laughing here, adults laboring here ...... I left my hometown with my parents for more than two years, this year's summer vacation, I went back to my hometown, and when I couldn't wait to go to see the The dream of the soul of the river, but found that it is not the former appearance: the water surface is turbid, and from time to time above the floating some garbage, emitting a bad smell. Fish, shrimp, snail completely disappeared. My little friends also no longer play in the creek, the creek has become a dead river. My eyes are red, looking at the former carry my dream of the river into this look, the heart of a hidden pain.
I sadly left my hometown, and came to Zhuji, happy "five water **** governance" activities into the thousands of households, which is really deep into the hearts of the people's initiative. I believe that when I return to my hometown next time, and then go to see the river, it will return to the previous model, but also more beautiful! I look forward to that day soon!
The river in my heart3In my heart, there is a beautiful river, in the quiet flow, I hope that the river is not only in my heart, but also in my eyes. This little river has a fascinating and beautiful view all year round.
The spring girl quietly came to the river with a light step. Winter and spring, the snow in the river melted, "ding dong dong", issued a pleasant piano. Look at the river from afar, like a blue ribbon, winding around the village; close look, it is clear to see the bottom of the river swimming fish and shrimp. The river side of a large tree, verdant, as if a headstrong soldiers to go to war. Look! Flowers compete in color, some stretching open petals, is more beautiful than it! Some are stretching it; some shy, like a shy little girl, refused to show. The river in spring is full of vitality.
The hot summer came, the river has a lively scene. People drink tea, play chess, cool off, talk and laugh under the big trees. The children can not hold back, only to see the children three groups, five groups, is more than who has high swimming skills! Some of them rubbed their fists and hands, eager to try, as if the victory is in the foreground; some of them really can't wait, jumped off the river bank, and swam vigorously; some of them hid behind the other children, just probing to watch them swim. In the summer, the river is a paradise for children.
The fallen leaves dance in mid-air, announcing that the fall is coming. The banks of the river are full of osmanthus flowers. In autumn, the osmanthus bloomed, the fragrance of the nose, before and after a dozen neighbors, there is no not immersed in the osmanthus in the gusts of fragrance. The fish and shrimp in the river were all grown up, we always went to the creek to catch fish and shrimp. Every time I came back, I harvested a basket full of lively fish and shrimp. At this time the creek, with the joy of harvest.
Grandpa winter came, the river was covered with a thick blanket. The river is a snow-covered scene, silver, powder and jade. At this time, the children always come here to play, pile up snowmen, snowball fights, in the creek you chase me, I chase you, play a lot of fun, laughter filled with the whole creek. At this time the creek, is joyful.
The creek, you will always be in my heart!
The little river in my heart4
My hometown has a beautiful little river - Huangtanxi, which is the mother river of our hometown, she from east to west through the town, the town is divided into north and south parts. Huangtanxi stream water is clear, dike willow rows, tree shadows. In the "five water **** rule" policy, after many years of careful transformation, the river rightfully became the most beautiful river in my mind.
In the spring, Huangtanxi seems to be a newborn baby, in the arms of the spring mother flow happily. The trees on both sides of the river quietly sprouted, the grass also poked its head out of the ground, the flowers by the river also bloomed and the fish played in the water. The water is clear, and the blue sky and white clouds are reflected in the stream, as if it were a beautiful ink painting. In spring, Huangtanxi becomes colorful and vibrant. People take the camera, press the shutter, in order not to miss this beautiful scenery.
In summer, the hot sun baked the earth hot, the ground is everywhere white light, cicadas chirping endlessly. But the dense foliage of the Huangtan River blocked the hot sun, summer seems to become cooler. At this time of the year, the stream is especially inviting, and people swim and splash here. Whenever the sun sets, the golden sunlight on the water, sparkling, golden, at this time the Huangtanxi seems particularly charming and attractive, people have come to the streamside walk, cool. People installed sound, music came up, with the music women began to dance square dance.
In the fall, Huangtanxi is another scene, she is like an old man. Sycamore tree that golden leaves like a butterfly, leisurely fall on the water, that is the ants crossing the river with the "Sycamore boat". Willow branches flutter in the autumn wind, adding a vitality to the Huangtan River in autumn. When the autumn wind blows, the calm surface of the water also rises in ripples, as if the autumn girl is caressing the surface of the river. At dusk, under the reflection of the evening sun, Huangtanxi seems to have become a fairy tale world, attracting people to stop here.
In winter, Huangdanxi becomes a little lonely, the surrounding trees become bare, the north wind blowing, let people shiver, but the snowflakes to the river surface put on a dreamy crystal dress. At this time the Huangtanxi became particularly quiet, both like the beautiful Snow White, but also like a fairy descending to earth, people linger.
I love my hometown, I love my hometown Huangtanxi more.
The creek in my heart5
The vacation came, mom said to take me back to grandma's house to see, but I began to suffer. Not for anything else, it is the stinking creek in front of Grandma's house.
Every time I go back to my grandmother's house, I am greeted not by the fragrance of birds and flowers, not by a pleasant spring breeze, but by a devastated creek. The river itself is not very long, from the pond at the head of the village downstream. I remember when I was a child, the pond was full of lotus leaves and flowers. In summer, I could go to the pond and pick lotus seeds with my friends. Or catch small fish and tadpoles in the river. But slowly, I grew up, and the creek was no longer as clear and clean as it used to be. More and more garbage piled up on both sides of the river, white plastic bags, green mineral water bottles ...... the river was surrounded by colorful garbage, so the river no longer flow, began to green, stink. My once happy paradise can no longer return to its original appearance.
However, this time back to my grandmother's home, the village look but let me fall down. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time coming. The wind blew under the trees and scattered petals, and the grass was full of overlapping pink flowers.
I can't believe my eyes, my hometown has really changed. Only to see the two sides of the river paved with stone cut into the flat along the river embankment, the river water is crystal clear, and vaguely can see a few small fish in the joyful swim around. Along the river up, the scenery of the pond is even more beautiful. In the center of the pond, I don't know when built a small curved stone bridge, the center of the stone bridge also made a small pavilion. Both sides of the pond are planted with willow trees, the breeze, willow branches and the water surface gently rippled. This beautiful scenery, really intoxicated.
After dinner, I heard my grandmother talk about it, and I realized that it was the work of the "five water **** governance". Now, my creek has regained its original appearance, and I can play in the creek with my friends again! However, I hope that everyone can take good care of the river, do not let it lose its beautiful face.
The river in my heart6
Once upon a time, there was a small river, it is like a long ribbon around the whole village, clear water slowly flowing, bring people a lot of convenience and joy.
The water of the creek was crystal clear, like a bright mirror. You bend your head to look, you can see the river washed like pebbles so smooth stone, touch, moist, smooth, comfortable! You can also enjoy your own beautiful reflection at the creek. The village girl often love to drape their hair, standing by the river, shaking their heads, looking at their long hair floating; the village boy, often purposely walk to the river, dusting the body, pulling the sleeves and clothes, some rectification, a brush the head of the handful of hair strutting; the village lonely and shy children, often speak to the reflection in the creek, and slowly overcome the shyness, drive away the loneliness and into the group to go! The first time I saw it, it was a very good one.
The water in the creek is cool and sweet. When the farmers labor a day, dragging the tired body, to the home, squatting, holding the water to drink a mouthful of cool feeling straight into the heart, sweet taste stays in the lips and teeth. Then wash your face, let the cool moisturize the skin, the fatigue of the whole day suddenly eliminated.
The creek provides us with a lot of convenience. We dug a channel near the creek, which would carry the river water to the farmland. This irrigates the farmland and does not lead to flooding of the farmland when heavy rains come, so that flooding is done in time.
The river brings endless joy to children. In the summer, the children came to the river to swim, playing water rafting, and sometimes also peeled off the stone to find, capture the stone under the small fish, shrimp and small crabs. In winter, the river is frozen, the children will find some small stones, so that they can figure skating on the ice.
Little River ah Little River, how beautiful you are in my heart! I love you!
The river in my heart7
There is a wide road behind my house, and on both sides of the road there is a crystal-clear river. Standing on both sides of the river, you can see the tall and sturdy houses and a dense green trees reflected in the river. Next to the river are green grass and flowers of various colors.
Early in the morning, the sun rises, the river seems to have just woken up, in the brilliant sunlight, the river will look sparkling. The grass on the bank looks like it has only just woken up and is yawning.
The spring river is shy. Every year in the spring, when spring returns to the earth and everything recovers, the ice in the river slowly began to melt. The figure of the small fish also slowly appeared in the river. Grasses also revealed a smile of a thousand faces. The two banks of the willow also drew new buds, in a breeze, willow branches like butterflies fluttering, also like students in the case of the next class to play.
The river is happy in summer. In the hot weather, people will take a bath in the creek and feel much cooler. In the evening, when the sun goes down, people will come to the shade of the river to cool off.
The creek is sad in the fall. Because people know that fall is a season of harvest. A few families are busy harvesting rice, seem to forget this many years with their old friend - the crystal clear river. The river will feel so lonely and lonely ah.
The river is lonely in winter. In winter, the flowers and grasses on the bank withered, a bare scene. The children were cold to hide in the warm house, at this time, the two sides of the river has few people to come. Only the seething north wind blew over, and finally, the river has been unable to resist the cold, the river has been a thin hail.
I don't know when, the river has changed. The original crystal clear river, now has become a stinking ditch. The river has become a wound in our hearts.
Save the river, people on earth, don't let the river become our eternal heartache.
The river in my heart8
There is a small river next to my neighborhood, and during the summer vacation, I went for a walk by the river with my grandfather. The river was quiet, the green dogwood shook its slim body, the dandelion flower opened its golden dress, even those grasses also drilled out of the soil, ready to dance. The river is also quiet, the river slowly flowing, emerald green river water reflects the bank of the willow and small flowers and grass.
Grandpa told me that the river used to be cleaner than it is now. See, the deep green river water is after people's efforts to protect become so green. Listening to my grandfather said, the river used to be crystal clear, the river trickle flow, there are small fish in the water play hide-and-seek. When the sun set, the sunlight shone on the water, it looked sparkling, golden, very moving. However, because of sewage, garbage are thrown into the creek, the water is full of food bags, cans and other things, and because the side of the vendors more and more, after the use of the garbage is thrown into the river. Obviously, there are trash cans right next to the river, so I thought why throw them in the river? Throwing it in the river is not civilized, it damages the environment, and it becomes a focus of attention. There is also the residents of the home dirty water, sewage are poured into the river, like this river will be clean?
But then after people's efforts, the river food bags, cans and other things are gradually less up, the river sewage dirty water is not much, the water back to the original green, where the water is still clear, trickling, in the light of the sunset, the golden river sparkling.
This is our beautiful creek, she is from dirty to white, from dead to vibrant, from ugly metamorphosis into beautiful, I also hope that our creek will always be beautiful, let us join hands to protect the creek, *** build a happy water town ---! -Shaoxing!
The small river in my heart9Grandpa's hometown is a small mountain village by the water. Although I have been away from there for seven years, I still miss the grass and trees there, but also miss the charming little river.
The river is so beautiful! It is clear, quiet, mesmerizing. From a distance, it looks like a green emerald-colored ribbon, winding around the small mountains and forests; close to see it clear to 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 gentle, this time the river looks celebrity.
The rustling footsteps of the spring girl is close. The infinite bright spring colors on the field, the river dressed up more enchanting. The banks of the grass do not know when to sneak out of the soil, grass in the sunshine like a turquoise velvet carpet. On both sides of the river, rows of weeping willows grow tender green buds. The branches reach into the cool river to shake hands cordially. A breeze blew, the water rippled. Reflected in the water of the green mountains and green water, a moment to expand, a moment to shrink, a moment to gather, a moment to disperse.
In the cool fall, the fish and shrimp in the river grew up, and we always went to the river to build a dam to catch fish. Every time we came back, our baskets were filled with live fish and shrimp. How happy we were at that time! The golden rice in the distance also seems to be intoxicated by the sound of this joy, frequently nodding and waving to us.
The winter river, with the size of the rain, sometimes wide, sometimes narrow, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow. The river still flows unceasingly into the distance.
The river, I know you understand that you are very small, compared to those famous river's majestic, you also understand that their contribution to mankind than the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, as big. But you do not inferiority complex, always quietly flowing into the distance, your spirit of self-improvement is worthy of my admiration. From you, I gained the courage and strength to move forward.
The river in my heart 10
The distant sky, the fog gradually turned pale, such as curling smoke, like a thin green veil. The blue and clean river woke up in the chirping of the birds.
Through the cicada-like veil, the graceful willow smeared with a layer of light green. We used to walk barefoot, roll up our pants legs, and hop along the cobblestone path, and at the end of the walk, the crystal clear river came into view. A few of us kids sat on the rocks by the river and soaked our feet in the water! This is how cozy ah!
Back in the beginning, people passed by here, look at the water floating small fish, always without stopping to quickly walk by. Fish and shrimp turned up the belly white, floating around on the water surface, seems to warn people: "This is not appropriate to stay, quickly go away, do not come close." At this time the river water can not distinguish what color, only some ducks do not hate the dirty water, still swim around leisurely. The green grass on the bank, because of the long time pollution are demoralized and hang their heads, the whole piece of grass is filled with dead silence, colorful flowers, only left to sway the thin stems, lingering.
However, since the launch of the "five water **** governance" special rectification activities, now the river has changed easy to look. In the spring, the river thawed out, the clear river water with broken ice slag flowed happily, like playing a wonderful music; summer, the sunlight sprinkled on the river, flashing sparkling water, as if blinking bright eyes, gazing at the mountains and fields of the show; autumn, the leaves withered, the river also quietly flowing, like a quiet elegant girl; winter, the river paved with a layer of ice sheet, the river is not a good place, the river is not a good place, it is not a good place. White water *** long day a color, can not tell where is the sky, where is the water.
When the sun rose, we jumped into the water, like a happy fish into the depths of the river.
The river in my heart11In front of my aunt's old house, there is a clear river. The river is shining under the sun, and with the breeze blowing in gusts, the surface of the water is sparkling and the river is crystal clear. The river flows slowly all year round, flowing to the farmland, irrigating and nourishing the crops. People can't cook, wash vegetables and clothes without it. The summer sun is hot, people feel hot and irritable, the gurgling of the river, as if a soft call, so that we can not help but jump into the water, with its crystal clear water wash on a wash, suddenly feel cool, hahaha! This is the river in my mind, this is what I have seen and felt the river, I love this. Little River! This small river is in the village of Xiaoxi Longjing, Miaoxia Township, Longyou County, Zhejiang Province.
And live in the city children, can rarely see this crystal clear river, take our mother river - wujiang, it does not have that crystal clear river water, only the muddy river water, not to mention to use to cook, wash clothes. In the hot summer, you can't hear the sound of children playing with the water, and you can't see the small fish's joyful and pleasant figure.
Five water **** governance, imperative. In order to give the five water **** governance to add a force, I and my buddies together in the neighborhood outside the door of the five water **** governance flyers, together with the publicity of the five water **** governance. In order to get more people to participate in this activity, we ran wildly outside the neighborhood, looking for good targets to go and hand them a flyer about how to do the activity about the Five Water **** Rule and what the Five Water **** Rule is.
In addition to handing out flyers, I also went to pick up trash along the Wu River. We woke up early in the morning, came to the wu river side, took a pliers, pick up the garbage on the roadside. Although it is very bitter and tired, but we still insisted on it, who called us contemporary teenagers! We have contributed to the five water **** governance, it is a very honorable thing.
We want to implement the five water **** governance, so that each of our Jinhua creeks are crystal clear, to become the clear creek in my mind!
The little river in my heart12I am a happy little fish, my world is turquoise and green, look, the oily water plants swaying around me; my world is also colorful, with my companions in red and flowery clothes to play with me. I love my home, and my mother, the creek, is the most beautiful! I think she also loves me the most, you see, she always gently caresses me with his affectionate hand. I don't know when my joy started to become very, very little. Because my nose would often be covered with a plastic bag, I always had a foul smell in my cheeks, my companion's figure would float up on the sleep from time to time, and my mother became less clean, I don't know why that happened? I heard from experienced seniors that it was because human beings got all the sewage waste water on my mother, and she had no time to organize her green clothes. My mother often told me that human beings are our friends, so why is it like this now? My mother's health was deteriorating, and there were fewer and fewer companions around her. An unprecedented fear gripped me ......
Early another morning, a group of people with tools began to clean up my mother's body, and brought some "medicines" to cure my mother's illness. After dressing the mother began to become refreshed, my body also began to have a faint fragrance, and a group of new partners to play with me ...... I looked up to see the sun Gong, he smiled to the sunshine on the mother's body, the sparkling ripples with the golden light and the mother's smile, a quiet walk; the side of the bird affectionately with me! Greetings, as if he is also happy for me, my happiness occupies my little heart, so that I can not help but cheer ...... If you walk past my mother, you will certainly see me playing on her bungee wear, and from time to time also slide slide, can not blame me for being naughty, because I am a happy little fish! I love my home, I love my mother, and I love human beings even more.
The river in my heart13
In front of my grandmother's house there is a beautiful, crystal clear river.
The river is like a blue ribbon, running around the small village where my grandmother lives day and night, and I spent most of my childhood by the river, so I have a special feeling and attachment to the river, and this beautiful memory has taken deep root in my heart!
The memory of the river is so clear, low down, only to see the small fish happily swim in the bottom of the river between the cracks, wonderful.
In the morning, the river will often rise a layer of mist, like like a white veil and like a fairy splashed like a fairy mist, to the river added a few mysterious and beautiful, to lead your thoughts to the mysterious world.
At noon, the sun shines brightly, the hot sun shines on the river, the river ripples with gold, beautiful. The river water clatters, listening to the ear, accompanied by the breeze, will make you feel relaxed and happy. In the afternoon, it becomes a paradise for children to play. After school, everyone flew to the river, threw off their shoes, jumped into the river, and played in the water to their heart's content, they were like a little fish, and like a little angel, playing their golden years in the river!
In the evening, the deep canopy engulfed the last of the evening sun, the stars in the sky lit up the whole night, and the fireflies on the ground were busy in the grass with their lanterns, and the little children were sitting in front of their houses to cool off, and they were looking up at the starry sky waiting for the meteors to pass by and wishing for their own good wishes. At this time the moon slowly climbed up the hillside, broadcasting a silver glow to the earth.
The night is getting deeper and deeper, who is playing that beautiful tune, so that the children in the quiet in the dreamland; and who is in that non-stop day and night flow, with the passion of the music to provoke the heartstrings of the people listening to the song. It is you, Little River! It's you who is constantly provoking people to get out of the mountains and make progress!
I love you! The hometown of the river, it is you with the trickling of the children of the hometown, we will never forget your nurturing grace ah, it is you with the flow of the milk of life, gave the hometown of the children of the infinite resources and wealth ah!
I want to stand on the highest mountain and shout: I love you, hometown river! My thoughts of you, my love for you, resonate throughout the valley! Echo the whole valley!
The River in My Heart14I once read a Cree Indian prophecy in a newspaper. It said, "Only when the last tree has been cut down, only when the last river has been polluted, only when the last fish has been caught, only then will you know that money is inedible." See here, can not help but make me think of a childhood incident ......
When I was a child, I lived in the countryside with my grandparents.
Once, I went to water the fields with my grandma. I only saw that my grandpa had rented a machine, and curiously I asked my grandma, "What is that?"
Grandpa kindly said, "It's a water pump."
"What is the water pump for?"
Grandpa touched my head and said with a smile, "Silly child, Grandpa's this pump is used to water ah, do not water, the ground in the buds have long been dead, you say it is not?"
I said with a smile, "Yes." But when I saw Grandpa pouring gasoline into it, the engine from the well pumping water to the ground watering, curious I asked: "Grandpa, why not pick water from the river directly to the ground watering ah, this not only saves gasoline, but also do not have to rent a machine, is not two birds with one stone?"
I looked at Grandpa, Grandpa said, "When I was a kid, the water in the river was very clear, even the fish in the water I can see very clearly, it's time for watering, I'll be with you and your Grandpa from the river water to watering the ground, although it is very tiring, but watering out of the seeds and big and full, eat very chewy, and the fat fish, think of it all drooling. I'm so happy to see you, and I'm so happy to see you, and I'm so happy to see you. Think of the blue sky and white clouds of that time, it was so nice!" But Grandpa thought of a frown and said: "Now ah, the blue sky, which is not blue, white clouds, ah, not white, even the river water is polluted, fish one by one are turned belly, alas!" Hear here, I seem to understand nodded.
Now, I grew up, but also felt the changes around me, around the original clean and beautiful river has now become dirty, the river fish and shrimp corpses floating on the surface of the lake, but, in the face of these, people's attitudes are actually enjoy! June 5 every year is the "World Environment Day", if we do not pay attention to the protection of the environment, do not pay attention to the care of the home we rely on, then twenty years later, our planet will be completely destroyed!
The river in my heart15
A few white clouds floating in the blue sky, the sun shines in the crystal clear water of the river. Fish play in the river water, summer, they love to play in the lotus leaves under the cool, play, the lotus leaves as if like a green umbrella, for the fish to block the heat, bring the fish cool, the lotus in the summer night issued a faint fragrance, so that people are enjoying the flowers, long refused to leave ......
In the season of flowers and fruits, people put the just harvested fruits and vegetables one by one into the clear river water slowly rinsed so that there was no little flavor of the river water stained with a burst of fragrance ......
In normal times, the river sat by the laundry girl, they put a piece of clothing in the river water to wash the river water washing clothes in the river water is not only both clean and tidy, but also Dyed with a faint fragrance, the river has become a natural perfume, the laundry girl washed the clothes, they began to comb their hair, the river has become a natural mirror ......
This is the river in my heart, I hope that the reality of the river can be the same as the river in my heart, but the reality is brutal and not as good as I imagined. The reality of the river and the river in my heart is the ratio of heaven and earth. Take our hometown of wenruitang river, "she" is our wenzhou people's mother river, "she" by the early evolution of the sea pond, formed in the eastern jin, after a thousand years, feeding generations of ouyue sons and daughters. "She" watershed over Lucheng District, Ouhai District and Ruian City and other areas. The original that clear, nurturing millions of generations of ouyue children's "nectar" has long been shadow without a trace, replaced by a white is a miserable green, by the dirt and garbage filled with sewage, in the sunlight is also a faint luster. Most of the causes of pollution caused by man-made water pollution, according to the source of pollution, can be divided into industrial wastewater pollution, urban sewage pollution, agricultural backwater pollution, solid waste pollution and other pollution.
Save her, people, don't let the river become our eternal heartache; don't let the river suffer any harm again; don't let us only have regrets about the river. Wake up, people of the global village, don't let the last drop of water on earth become our human tears.