The small river surrounds my hometown, like a beautiful scarf in winter, warming the hearts of my hometown. Below are the sentences about the small river that I have compiled for you to read! Sentences about the small river
1. Wave after wave, the river water is constantly washing the rocks on the shore, washing the rocks very hard. Smooth and clean.
2. Every ripple is a gentle string. The fine white waves are beating rhythmic drums; the sound of the water waves, which are loud and small, echoes the sound of the tractor on the field; the slender whisper is with the head that just stuck out from the snow quilt. The wheat seedlings are chatting; the tinkling sound hitting the shore is like the ringing of wheels rolling on the road; the sound of rapid water waves is urging the villagers to start plowing and sowing!
3. Small river After thawing, the clear river water flows happily with broken ice, playing the beautiful sound of the piano.
4. The river surrounds my hometown, like a beautiful scarf in winter, warming the hearts of my hometown. The river is like a clear spring, nourishing the hearts of people in my hometown. She is a bloodline that runs through the body of her hometown, giving her hometown vitality. The river in my hometown, the selfless river. I really want to approach her again and listen to the sound of laundry; to throw myself into her again; to play with the children; to stand next to her again and watch the beautiful shadow of the red sky and the fire pouring down from the river. The river in my hometown, the river that makes people miss me. The further we drift, the deeper we miss the river in our hometown.
5. The trees beside the small river are lush, and the nimble kingfisher touches the water, leaving circles; the heavy duck floats by, scratching the reflection of the trees on the water; the wind blows, sparkling The waves are particularly bright and dazzling in the sun. The river in my hometown, a beautiful river.
6. The stream in the canyon really seems to have grown wings, flying up the mountain, turning into hundreds of large watering cans, watering the crops.
7. There is a small river in front of my house. The crystal clear river water and green willow trees decorate our hometown and blend into my mysterious and colorful childhood dreams. The river of the four seasons has accompanied me in my growth. In spring, the drizzle is like silk, the misty rain is misty, and the river is like a kind mother. The half-awake and half-asleep willow tree peered into the little yellow head, nestled in the warm arms of the mother river, and her slender waist swayed coquettishly. How could a loving mother let her children catch cold, so she specially covered the willow tree with a thin coat. Like the gauze of cicada leaves. The little fish woke up and became much more naughty. They jumped around in the water and spit out a bunch of bubbles from their mouths.
8. There is a small river in front of my house. It is a charming and happy river. The water in the river is so clear! Looking into the river under the sun, the water is so crystal clear. Because the river water is so clear, we can see the fish in the river while standing on the bank. They were playing in the water, as if they were playing games together. Spring is here, and the willow trees on both sides of the bank hang their green branches low to the water, illuminating their graceful figures. It adds a lot of beauty to the river. Occasionally, a few swallows fly across the river, bringing infinite vitality to the river. In summer, the river is our paradise. The little friends played in the water together, had fun together, and grew up together with the small trees on the river bank. Lovely little river, you brought me the joy of childhood and left many beautiful memories.
9. My hometown is in the west of Inner Mongolia. There is a beautiful scenery there, which is the Swearing Square. General Feng is a historical celebrity here. In order to commemorate him, this square and his sculpture were built across a small river. When spring comes, the snow on both sides of the river and around the square melts. The vernal equinox wakes up everything, the green grass emerges from the ground, the willow trees sprout, the buds are green and yellow, very cute, adding a lot to the square. angry.
10. What surprised me very much was the green color of the river. It was so green. It was late autumn, but the rich green gave people a feeling of spring as deep as the sea. It turns out that the majestic mountains, lush trees, moss-stained stone walls, and dripping bamboo forests all cast green reflections in the river. In fact, the sky and the ground were all green, and even I was caught in the shining green. . The latest sentences about the river
1. The river in the rain is also particularly beautiful. Whenever it drizzles in the sky, looking from a distance, the river seems to be shrouded in a gray mist. After the rain, the banks of the river were covered with new green. The trees are taller and taller, and the flowers and plants are more delicate.
2. Anyway, winter is over after all.
By the beginning of April, the days are getting warmer, but the nights are still cold: winter still refuses to give in, but finally a warm day comes and beats winter back, and the rivers flow and all the birds sing. The entire meadows and shrubs along the river were submerged by the spring tide, and a large area between Zhukovo and the high slope on the opposite bank was occupied by a vast expanse of water, with wild ducks flying and landing in groups here and there on the water. Every evening, the fiery red spring clouds and gorgeous clouds create new, extraordinary, and bizarre scenery. In the future, when people see that kind of color and that kind of clouds in the painting, they simply will not believe that it is real.
3. The rivers on the grassland have dual characters of wildness and demureness. Whenever after a heavy rain, the mountain torrents break out and merge into the Xiong River. Suddenly, it looks like a group of wildly galloping yellow horses, with thousands of flying hooves hitting the rumbling waves, and rushes towards the Biyu Lake with an unstoppable momentum. But if it stays sunny for two days, the flood will recede immediately, and the grass will be like a sponge absorbing the dirt, revealing a clear blue sky. The flowing water on the shoal is as clear as glazed white jade, revealing light yellow or light green underwater pebbles. Every hundred or ten meters there is a green pool washed out by the rapids. Looking from a distance, the Xiong River looks like a silver belt dotted with dark green gems.
4. Spring is coming, and the wild flowers, grass, and willows on both sides of the river soften their yellow eyebrows and green eyes, and stretch their soft arms under the gentle caress of the river. When the morning fog disappears and the sun rises, the sunlight shines on the river, revealing a large area of ??red, which is like the blush on the face of a beautiful girl. Gradually, the river surface was coated with a layer of golden light. The breeze blew, and suddenly the golden light was torn into countless pieces, floating on the river surface. Look at the densely packed small fish in the river, the playing ducks, and the floating ones on the shore. There are duckweeds as big as small copper coins, all of which make the river full of spring and full of vitality.
5. Once upon a time, in front of a beautiful small village, there was a winding river. This small river is crystal clear, like a big bright mirror. It is so clear that you can see the small fish playing at the bottom of the river and countless small stones on the bottom of the river. There is a group of very friendly fish brothers living at the bottom of the river. They play games together every day and are inseparable and talk about everything. The local people love this small river very much and never pollute it.
6. The lake water is like shiny black velvet, glowing in the quiet night. The lake water is motionless, like a vat of thick wine.
7. The moat is right in front of my riverside community. The moat used to be smelly, with small green bubbles, and there were cans, smelly socks and some garbage floating on the river. The moat seems to be crying and has lost its original beauty and bright light? I don’t know how many years have passed. After treatment, the moat has regained its original glory and beauty. The river water is clearer and there is no garbage. The willow trees on both sides are lush and green, and their green branches are floating in the air, like a little girl's hair flying in the wind. There are also cobblestone paths, and all kinds of small pebbles are very comfortable to step on.
8. Hua la la? Hua la la. With the happy singing, the river girl twisted her body and danced. The river girl put on beautiful and clean clothes, and humans often came to her to drink water. .She is not only beautiful now, but also quenches the thirst of mankind, not to mention how proud she is. But the good times did not last forever, after a while, the river girl never danced again. What was the reason? It turned out that humans dumped garbage and dirt on her. She almost covered her up. She has become so ugly now. There is also an unpleasant smell. Human beings hide their noses and run away when they see her. When she sees the human beings who were drinking water from her with a smile, they are now disappointed when they see her. When she ran away, she felt very lonely. As long as she thought of her original appearance, she felt particularly sad.
9. The spring water is like a beautiful and magical electronic music, playing the piano and singing, full of vitality and incomparable Cheerfully, run into the distance.
10. Spring water pours out from the cracks in the mountains day and night, trickling down and forming a small clear stream, passing through the rocks, falling from the cliff, twisting and flowing in the weeds and among the rugged rocks covered with thorns.
11. In the early morning, the creek is so beautiful. The creek reflects the brilliant morning glow like a floating colorful ribbon. I like to read by the stream. The fresh and moist air moistens my throat, and the gurgling water accompanies the sound of my reading.
12. Look! On the morning of March in spring, I came to the river again.
The gurgling water sings cheerful songs and flows eastward. The fish in the water swim freely, so happy! Several willow trees are washing their long hair by the river. The willow branches are slender and soft, like The waterfall cascaded down, and the waist swayed in the breeze. Looking closely, the willow buds are like green stars hanging on the branches, swaying and cute, and I seem to have become one of them, swinging with the willow branches. ?What a graceful weeping willow!? I couldn’t help but sigh. The willow tree seemed to understand my words and shook its branches and said: Hi! Old friend, we meet again. ?
13. It is an ordinary and beautiful river. The water is crystal clear and flows quietly. It is shining with stars under the sunlight. It flows day and night and gradually disappears into the mountains. The corner. Viewed from a high place, it looks like a beautiful ribbon floating in the mountains.
14. The one that is soft and graceful like a violin is the stream flowing through the grass; the one that is as clear and crisp as a plucked string is the dripping spring leaking from the cracks of the rocks; the one that is as thick and thick as the sound of the bass should be Thousands of small streams converge in the empty valley; those that are as powerful as the sound of copper pipes must be rapids rushing down the steep wall, and waterfalls falling into deep pools. As for the spring water flowing around the roots of the trees and the clear water lapping at the pebbles, the priorities are high and low, and each makes a different sound. These various spring sounds are woven together by an invisible baton, forming a wonderful symphony. In the symphony of this spring, it seems that you can hear the passage of time, the changes in history, the birth, growth, reproduction, and death of life, and the sound of metabolism, from weak to strong, gradually unfolding, rising to become the main melody. I leaned forward to listen and discern, and my mind seemed to be melting into the water, flowing with the spring, and swimming all over Ding Lake; it was also like the gurgling spring water filtering through my heart, washing away the dirt, leaving behind deep feelings for me to taste and lead me to daydreams.
15. The small river is filled with spring water, carrying the remaining ice fragments from the upper reaches, flowing happily. Every small whirlpool is a smile, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, and the tender green of early spring on both sides, flowing with soft and cheerful sounds, ah!
16. The river has a scenery that you will never tire of: Willow trees, green bamboos, water piers, and stone bridges; under the crystal clear water, there are uncatchable fish and endless aquatic plants; on days when the long rain begins to clear, the small river under the sun becomes ?Half the Sky? Our world? All the sounds, all the colors and countless beautiful curves are intertwined and displayed here?
17. The river is so beautiful! It is clear, green, tranquil and fascinating. From a distance it is so green, as green as an emerald ribbon; from a close look it is so clear, so clear that you can see the fish and shrimp swimming at the bottom of the river. At night, the crescent moon is reflected on the clear and transparent river. It is so beautiful and gentle. At this time, the river looks even more charming.
18. In my hometown, there is beautiful pastoral scenery, and I especially like the small river next to the village. In spring, the river is full of vitality. On the shore, the grass is luxuriant; in the river, the stream flows. The river water is crystal clear and you can clearly see the smooth pebbles on the bottom of the river. On the river, a few snow-white ducks played happily. There are two big ones and one small one. They are very affectionate. They are a family of three. The father duck lurks under the water to look for food, the mother duck is combing her flawless feathers leisurely, and the duckling is having fun with its own shadow!
19. The lush lake water ripples all the way to the feet, but slowly He retreated slowly, like a loving mother gently patting a sleeping baby.
20. A breeze blew by, and the mirror-like water surface rippled. The fish swam to the surface in groups, breathing in the fresh air with their mouths wide open. Occasionally, a fish jumps out of the water, turns over and falls back into the water, causing ripples in circles and making the reflection in the water shake into pieces. Selected sentences about the creek
1. The creek is like a ribbon studded with shining gems, deeply rooted in the rich and beautiful land.
2. The creek flows from the dense forest to the clearing, and the water surface opens up under the bright sun. The first small yellow flower popped up in the water here, and there was a patch of frog eggs that looked like a honeycomb. They were quite mature, and black tadpoles could be seen from the transparent bodies. Also on the water here, there are many light blue flies that are almost as small as fleas. They fly close to the water for a while and then fall into the water. They fly out of nowhere and land in the water here. Their short lives are like It's like flying and falling.
There was a little aquatic beetle, shining like copper, spinning in the calm water. A hornet was scurrying in all directions, but the water surface remained motionless. A black star yellow butterfly, large and bright, flutters on the calm water. The small puddles around the inlet are covered with flowers and plants, and the branches of the willow trees have bloomed in early spring, as furry as yellow-feathered chicks.
3. What surprised me very much was the green of the river, which was so green. It was late autumn, but the rich green gave people a feeling of spring as deep as the sea. It turns out that the majestic mountains, lush trees, moss-stained stone walls, and dripping bamboo forests all cast green reflections in the river. In fact, the sky and the ground were all green, and even I was caught in the shining green. .
4. The creek flows from the dense forest to the clearing, and the water surface opens up under the bright sun. The first small yellow flower popped up in the water here, and there was a patch of frog eggs that looked like a honeycomb. They were quite mature, and black tadpoles could be seen from the transparent bodies. Also on the water here, there are many light blue flies that are almost as small as fleas. They fly close to the water for a while and then fall into the water. They fly out of nowhere and land in the water here. Their short lives are like It's like flying and falling. There was a little aquatic beetle, shining like copper, spinning in the calm water. A hornet was scurrying in all directions, but the water surface remained motionless. A black star yellow butterfly, large and bright, flutters on the calm water. The small puddles around the inlet are covered with flowers and plants, and the branches of the willow trees have bloomed in early spring, as furry as yellow-feathered chicks. (www.lz13.cn)
5. The small river is filled with spring water, carrying the remaining ice fragments from the upper reaches, flowing happily. Every small vortex is a smile, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, and the tender green of early spring on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, flowing with soft and cheerful sounds, ah!
6. That is an ordinary and beautiful road The river is crystal clear and flows quietly, shining with stars under the sunlight. It flows day and night and gradually disappears around the bend of the mountain. Viewed from a high place, it looks like a beautiful ribbon floating in the mountains.
7. In my hometown, there is a small river. The river is very clear. Brother Xiaocao and Sister Liushu on the bank can't wait to see the water of the river they haven't seen for a long time. A little turtledove is standing on a stone in the middle of the river, admiring its own shadow in the water. While tasting the river water, pieces of ice flowed forward from the mountains along with the river water. In summer, the sun is very hot and poisonous. The most exciting thing is that we can take a bath in the river. Once, I was taking a bath in the river. I sat down and happened to step on a small fish. The fish was stepped on by me. There are also people on the river who put up umbrellas to catch small fish and net small fish.
8. There is a small river in front of my house. The crystal clear river water and lush willow trees decorate our hometown and blend into my mysterious and colorful childhood dreams. The river of the four seasons has accompanied me in my growth. In spring, the drizzle is like silk, the misty rain is misty, and the river is like a kind mother. The half-awake and half-asleep willow tree peered into the little yellow head, nestled in the warm arms of the mother river, and her slender waist swayed coquettishly. How could a loving mother let her children catch cold, so she specially covered the willow tree with a thin coat. Like the gauze of cicada leaves. The little fish woke up and became much more naughty. They jumped around in the water and spit out a bunch of bubbles from their mouths.
9. Anyway, winter is over after all. By the beginning of April, the days are getting warmer and the nights are still cold: winter still refuses to give in, but finally a warm day comes and beats winter back, so the rivers flow and all the birds sing. The entire meadows and shrubs along the river were submerged by the spring tide, and a large area between Zhukovo and the high slope on the opposite bank was occupied by a vast expanse of water, with wild ducks flying and landing in groups here and there on the water. Every evening, the fiery red spring clouds and gorgeous clouds create new, extraordinary, and bizarre scenery. In the future, when people see that kind of color and that kind of clouds in the painting, they simply will not believe that it is real.
10. The rivers on the grassland have both wild and demure characters. Whenever after a heavy rain, the mountain torrents break out and merge into the Xiong River. Suddenly, it looks like a group of wildly galloping yellow horses, with thousands of flying hooves hitting the rumbling waves, and rushes towards the Biyu Lake with an unstoppable momentum. But if it is sunny for two days, the flood will subside immediately, and the grass will be like a sponge absorbing the dirt, revealing a clear blue.
The flowing water on the shoal is as clear as glazed white jade, revealing light yellow or light green underwater pebbles. Every hundred or ten meters there is a green pool washed out by the rapids. Looking from a distance, the Xionghe River looks like a silver belt dotted with dark green gems.
11. The river is so beautiful! It is clear, green, quiet and fascinating. From a distance it is so green, as green as an emerald ribbon; from a close look it is so clear, so clear that you can see the fish and shrimp swimming at the bottom of the river. At night, the crescent moon is reflected on the clear and transparent river. It is so beautiful and gentle. At this time, the river looks even more charming.
12. In the early morning, the creek is so beautiful. The creek reflects the brilliant morning glow like a floating colorful ribbon. I like to read by the stream. The fresh and moist air moistens my throat, and the gurgling water accompanies the sound of my reading.
13. The lush lake water rippled all the way to the feet, but then slowly retreated, like a loving mother patting a baby who was about to fall asleep.
14. There is a small river in front of my house. It is a charming and happy river. The water in the river is so clear! Looking into the river under the sun, the water is so crystal clear. Because the river water is so clear, we can see the fish in the river while standing on the bank. They were playing in the water, as if they were playing games together. Spring is here, and the willow trees on both sides of the bank hang their green branches low to the water, illuminating their graceful figures. It adds a lot of beauty to the river. Occasionally, a few swallows fly across the river, bringing infinite vitality to the river. In summer, the river is our paradise. The little friends played in the water together, had fun together, and grew up together with the small trees on the river bank. Lovely little river, you brought me the joy of childhood and left many beautiful memories.
15. The spring water pours out from the cracks in the mountains day and night, trickling down, and merges into a small clear stream, passing through the rocks, falling from the cliff, twisting and flowing in the weeds and among the rugged rocks covered with thorns.
16. The river has thawed, and the clear river water is flowing happily with broken ice, playing the beautiful sound of the piano.
17. The stream in the canyon really seems to have grown wings, flying up the mountain, turning into thousands of large watering cans, watering the crops.
18. In my hometown, there is beautiful pastoral scenery, and I especially like the small river next to the village. In spring, the river is full of vitality. On the shore, the grass is luxuriant; in the river, the stream flows. The river water is crystal clear and you can clearly see the smooth pebbles on the bottom of the river. On the river, a few snow-white ducks played happily. There are two big ones and one small one. They are very affectionate. They are a family of three. The father duck lurks under the water to look for food, the mother duck is combing her flawless feathers leisurely, and the duckling is having fun with its own shadow!
19. Look! On the morning of March, I am here again. By the river. The gurgling water sings cheerful songs and flows eastward. The fish in the water swim freely, so happy! Several willow trees are washing their long hair by the river. The willow branches are slender and soft, like The waterfall cascaded down, and the waist swayed in the breeze. Looking closely, the willow buds are like green stars hanging on the branches, swaying and cute, and I seem to have become one of them, swinging with the willow branches. ?What a graceful weeping willow!? I couldn’t help but sigh. The willow tree seemed to understand my words and shook its branches and said: Hi! Old friend, we meet again. ?